<?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-5112836239665095444</id><updated>2012-01-27T11:51:46.480+03:00</updated><category term='jokes'/><category term='bibik'/><category term='sad'/><category term='product price'/><category term='books'/><category term='life&apos;s like that'/><category term='gift'/><category term='tag'/><category term='updates'/><category term='thoughts to ponder'/><category term='sunnah'/><category term='saudi life'/><category term='tips'/><category term='family'/><category term='Food'/><category term='rare moment'/><category term='Safar (travel)'/><category term='chores'/><category term='my health'/><category term='myself'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='gathering'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Umrah'/><category term='knowledge'/><category term='weird food'/><category term='idea'/><category term='business'/><category term='my kids'/><category term='kisah geram'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Ramadhan'/><category term='important message'/><category term='procedure'/><category term='games'/><category term='daydream'/><category term='homestay'/><category term='new born'/><category term='KRMJ'/><category term='award'/><category term='blog'/><category term='Syawal'/><category term='Farmville'/><category term='my class'/><category term='Haj'/><category term='my car'/><category term='cuti cuti Malaysia'/><category term='my house'/><category term='bad habit'/><category term='precious moment'/><category term='love'/><category term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>a Slice of 'Bledho'</title><subtitle type='html'>the journey continues...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>276</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8093624603583128900</id><published>2012-01-25T13:07:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T13:16:15.601+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Sabar itu pahit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sabar itu benih yang pahit. In fact, ia tersangat pahit. It could hurt, it could make someone cry, it could make someone broken hearted and it could make someone's life in misery. Tapi.... buahnya tersangatlah manis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabar itu sebahagian daripada iman. Semakin tinggi sabar seseorang, semakin tinggi imannya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-8093624603583128900?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8093624603583128900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8093624603583128900' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8093624603583128900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8093624603583128900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2012/01/sabar-itu-pahit.html' title='Sabar itu pahit'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-4754546729102532712</id><published>2011-10-16T09:40:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T09:56:42.960+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Makan banyak dan sakit kepala</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZbayIueG7w/Tpp_udSgLfI/AAAAAAAADXM/45AZdOT_ND8/s1600/pening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663979917484764658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZbayIueG7w/Tpp_udSgLfI/AAAAAAAADXM/45AZdOT_ND8/s400/pening.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; image pinjam dari google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I received a news. It was not a bad one, neither a good one. Tak tahu nak describe macam mana tapi after receiving the news, I don't feel good inside. Many questions came to my mind but I don't have the exact answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk melegakan fikiran yang agak serabut, I try to be positive. Apa sahaja yang terjadi, sebenarnya telah ditentukan oleh Allah. Sepatutnya, sebagai manusia, kita harus bersyukur sebab segala yang berlaku adalah yang terbaik untuk kita. Mungkin kita tak suka dengan apa yang berlaku tapi kita sama sekali tak tahu apa yang akan berlaku pada masa hadapan. Allah knows and He knows BEST! He is the creator. He decides everything and He plans everything. Semuanya telah ditetapkan di Luh Mahfuz. Hanya kita yang tak tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose not to talk about the news further because I'm afraid I could hurt somebody's feelings. Biarlah ia berlalu. Semoga satu hari, Allah akan tunjukkan kebaikan kepada diri ini tentang apa yang berlaku. Ameen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa kena mengena title post ni dengan apa yang ditulis ya? Oh ya... bila I heard the news, my mind jadi tak keruan. I tend to eat a lot. Makan dan makan lagi. Makan pulak makanan yang berkolestrol tinggi tanpa memikirkan akibat. Lepas tu, I had a headache. Quite a severe one. Sekarang, kepala rasa sangat berat. Bila tunduk je sakit. Biar je la dulu.. Semoga Allah berikan diri ini ketenangan kembali. Ameen..&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/5112836239665095444-4754546729102532712?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/4754546729102532712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=4754546729102532712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4754546729102532712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4754546729102532712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/10/makan-banyak-dan-sakit-kepala.html' title='Makan banyak dan sakit kepala'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZbayIueG7w/Tpp_udSgLfI/AAAAAAAADXM/45AZdOT_ND8/s72-c/pening.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-1960712881599670005</id><published>2011-10-08T12:33:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T12:48:57.719+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my health'/><title type='text'>Bila nikmat itu ditarik..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXRXrW-Vt40/TpAb-5l_JyI/AAAAAAAADXE/DSlPUC9bPFQ/s1600/seafood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 364px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661055499030701858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXRXrW-Vt40/TpAb-5l_JyI/AAAAAAAADXE/DSlPUC9bPFQ/s400/seafood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;foto ihsan cik g00gle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Two weeks ago, I noticed something was wrong with my face. Itchiness, redness and a bit of swollen. I did some trials and errors. Only these few days that I confirmed that it was due to the food that I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no problem in eating seafood before, namely prawn, cuttlefish and crab. Tapi, bila balik Saudi baru-baru ni, situation changed. I remember I ate sambal belacan a few times. I had only a bit of redness at first. After some times, my face got worse. Of course, I still didn't know the reason. Yes, I kept eating those seafood stuff. Makan sesuka hati. Sekarang, dah tahu kena be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I don't like the part kena be careful tu. I plan (tapi tak tahu lah bila dapat materialize the plan) to meet the dermatologist anytime soon. Kalau ada ubat yang boleh subside the allergy and simultaneously I can enjoy the food that I like, bestnya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi itu lah.. bila nikmat yang kita selalu dapat itu ditarik balik oleh Allah, tiada lagi "semuanya boleh"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-1960712881599670005?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/1960712881599670005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=1960712881599670005' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1960712881599670005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1960712881599670005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/10/bila-nikmat-itu-ditarik.html' title='Bila nikmat itu ditarik..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXRXrW-Vt40/TpAb-5l_JyI/AAAAAAAADXE/DSlPUC9bPFQ/s72-c/seafood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8712312659666171307</id><published>2011-10-05T13:50:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T14:20:10.902+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my kids'/><title type='text'>tak suka rumah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-uSzX6YkEw/Tow87H9CnbI/AAAAAAAADW8/jaRfYi5uPc4/s1600/masjid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659965818142891442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-uSzX6YkEw/Tow87H9CnbI/AAAAAAAADW8/jaRfYi5uPc4/s400/masjid.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Masjid Sultan Ahmad Shah - Kuantan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, it was hard to swallow when my girl told us she doesn't like to stay at home. She plans to sleep over at her friend's house. I saw her took some clothes for changing, this morning. I told her she is not allowed to go. She was upset. My husband asked her why she wanted to sleep over. She anwered, tak best duduk rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made she said that. What is about home that disgusted her. Is it home or is it the people inside the home. I tried to be rationalized before burst into tears. I asked her, "tak sayang ummi ke? tak sayang abah ke?" Her answers were all "sayang..". Habis tu, kenapa kata tak suka duduk rumah? Quiet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told us how she amazed her friend's house. How great the decoration of her friend's room was. However, she did complain about the food served during dinner. Vegetables! She never likes veges. After doing some little thinking, I concluded... everyone would once in a while need fresh air, going to some places new and enjoy having a different environment. It's not about do not like her house but it's about wants to breakfree of the routine. I persuaded her by stressing on the food serve. She wouldn't want to eat veges. She'll be hungry by sleeping over there. I guess that made her feel better ;).&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/5112836239665095444-8712312659666171307?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8712312659666171307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8712312659666171307' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8712312659666171307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8712312659666171307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/10/tak-suka-rumah.html' title='tak suka rumah..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-uSzX6YkEw/Tow87H9CnbI/AAAAAAAADW8/jaRfYi5uPc4/s72-c/masjid.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-192367918442372312</id><published>2011-10-03T10:11:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T11:03:02.881+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>start enjoying myelf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBMpt0Rm4KM/TolrppsMpbI/AAAAAAAADW0/7uhLjiz_zEA/s1600/meyyah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659172770077779378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBMpt0Rm4KM/TolrppsMpbI/AAAAAAAADW0/7uhLjiz_zEA/s400/meyyah.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;my lil girl who make me nuts sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah lama tak rasa enjoy duduk rumah. Sejak Shahmey balik sekolah pukul 3 sama dengan kakak-kakak, I feel I'm having so much time at home. Banyak kerja rumah settle as soon as my 3 kids went to school. Suka tengok rumah kemas. Dulu, tak macam ni. I feel so very lazy nak buat apa-apa pun. Mungkin sebab I was busy with classes at Jalyat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester my class is on Saturday and Wednesday. When Heba told me about the days, I was unsatisfied. I asked, why can't they shorten the gap between the 2 classes? However now, I'm happy about it. It's like a blessing in disguise. Having a 3 days gap make me feel like having a 3 day vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun Sumeyyah ada kat rumah, dia tak buat sepah sangat bila she's alone. Dulu, masa ada Shahmey, they joinly menyepahkan rumah. Kemas pun tak guna sebab soon after that, sepah balik. Buat penat kemas je. Now, bila kemas rumah, lama sikit baru rumah tu sepah balik. At least until 3.20pm. Okaylah kan.. :D. Thank you Allah! &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/5112836239665095444-192367918442372312?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/192367918442372312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=192367918442372312' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/192367918442372312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/192367918442372312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/10/start-enjoying-myelf.html' title='start enjoying myelf'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBMpt0Rm4KM/TolrppsMpbI/AAAAAAAADW0/7uhLjiz_zEA/s72-c/meyyah.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-7025205655242485348</id><published>2011-09-27T09:37:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T10:04:56.994+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life&apos;s like that'/><title type='text'>Kembali ke tanah berpasir ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XStx73h5lPY/ToF1NoVJ-oI/AAAAAAAADWs/CIMcgyMZi1Y/s1600/ikan%2Bbesar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656931483978955394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XStx73h5lPY/ToF1NoVJ-oI/AAAAAAAADWs/CIMcgyMZi1Y/s400/ikan%2Bbesar.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hidangan ikan besar yang marvelous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dah hampir 4 bulan blog ni tak berupdate. Satu jangkamasa yang sangat panjang untuk seorang blogger tegar. But, myself is not that tegar anymore. I love to write but sometimes I have to think hundred times before putting thoughts into words. My blog is public. Any tom, dick or harry can read them. There are times we tried not to bother what others would say after reading our written thoughts. HOWEVER, we do mind when our writing is misinterprated. From a person to another, people talk about it without confirming the truth in it. So, that is why it took me so long before even think of writing a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we're on vacation (quite a long one) in Malaysia, my kids and I had a very good time manja-manja with my mom. Of course! Makan masakan ma almost everyday is a bliss. Lagi seronok when my kids were free to play with malaysian friends around my mom's neighborhood. Alhamdulillah. Everything went well except for the part that we did miss our significant other in a faraway land. It's not easy handling kids who talked about their Abah almost every hour. Bukannya dekat nak call selalu. Alhamdulillah, Abah tak lupa untuk call bertanya khabar hampir setiap hari. Memang lah tinggi billnya tapi itulah it takes when we're apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophea, Sobhan and Shahmey are now in the same school. ALhamdulillah. Senang sikit Ummi. Semua pergi sekolah naik 1 bas. Balik pun 1 bas except bila kakak-kakak ada after school activities (ASA). Tapi kesian kakak-kakak. Everytime balik sekolah, penat nak kejut Shahmey yang selalu tido dalam bas. He is not used to be at school that long. Dulu sekolah khaireyah, dia balik at 11am. Bila balik 3pm, he looks really tired. Hopefully he'll adjust himself to the long hours. Jenuh jugak kalau both kakak ada ASA simultaneously. Jawabnya Ms Aliley lah kena kejut Shahmey hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my class has not started yet, I'm enjoying myself lepak kat rumah dengan Sumeyyah. Pagi-pagi kemas rumah, basuh kain then layan internet heheh.. Seronok bila tengok rumah kemas. Kalau sibuk dengan kelas, tak berapa sempat nak kemas rumah. Oh well, there's no such things as a free lunch. If we want something, we have to let go something else.&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/5112836239665095444-7025205655242485348?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/7025205655242485348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=7025205655242485348' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7025205655242485348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7025205655242485348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/09/kembali-ke-tanah-berpasir.html' title='Kembali ke tanah berpasir ;)'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XStx73h5lPY/ToF1NoVJ-oI/AAAAAAAADWs/CIMcgyMZi1Y/s72-c/ikan%2Bbesar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-655129312473558341</id><published>2011-06-07T13:51:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:06:29.720+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my health'/><title type='text'>Nak kempiskan perut.. nak kempiskan perut..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KcOuHwcJm6U/Te4GHVooonI/AAAAAAAADWA/g_r8FQ0UyB8/s1600/Healthy-Diet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KcOuHwcJm6U/Te4GHVooonI/AAAAAAAADWA/g_r8FQ0UyB8/s400/Healthy-Diet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615432508514017906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hahahaha!!! suka sangat minum air batu. Masa makan, minum air. Padan muka! Orang tua-tua nasihat tak nak dengar. Pas tu sibuk lah perut boncit! Huduhnya bila tengok perut kat cermin. Dulu... dulu laaa... masa baru-baru kawin. Lepas di sahkan pregnant, Neeza sangat excited. Alhamdulillah. Tiap-tiap hari tengok perut. Bila lah nak naik. Tapi sekarang, tiap-tiap hari tengok jugak tapi dengan soalan berbeza. Bila lah nak turun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeza tanya kawan pasal d3bella l1tchin. Dengar kata, ramai dah mencuba dah mereka berjaya menurunkan berat badan. Pada Neeza, turun berat badan tak berapa kritikal. Kempiskan perut yang kritikal sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawan tu kata, kalau ambik d3bella l1tchin tu, InsyaAllah dalam masa 5-6, boleh kempis perut. Menarik tu. Semangat je Neeza dengar. Tapi perlu kah? Atau ada alternatif lain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-655129312473558341?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/655129312473558341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=655129312473558341' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/655129312473558341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/655129312473558341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/06/nak-kempiskan-perut-nak-kempiskan-perut.html' title='Nak kempiskan perut.. nak kempiskan perut..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KcOuHwcJm6U/Te4GHVooonI/AAAAAAAADWA/g_r8FQ0UyB8/s72-c/Healthy-Diet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-6312094468711627092</id><published>2011-05-28T13:09:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T14:36:12.436+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my class'/><title type='text'>Ku pasrah walaupun berat..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HjoVayIxorg/TeDd1vPUutI/AAAAAAAADV0/3y1KaGtfcZQ/s1600/examresult.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HjoVayIxorg/TeDd1vPUutI/AAAAAAAADV0/3y1KaGtfcZQ/s400/examresult.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611729050987182802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tajuk boleh tahan tapi sebenarnya takde menda langsung pun. Hari ni exam hafazan. Sekarang nih, Dakwah Centre dah start buat exam hujung tahun saja. Maknanya setahun cuma ada 1 exam. Kalau dulu, exam tiap-tiap semester. Berat sikit lah bila exam hujung tahun ni sebab banyaaakkkk yang nak kena di revise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak kata tak hafal langsung, tak jugak. Hafal lah jugak walaupun ada tersekat di satu dua tempat heheh... Masalah problem yang besar ialah sebutan huruf. ح jadi ه. Ustazah sangat particular sekarang. Mungkin sebab kami dah level 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustazah announce result tadi. Memang tak puas hati. Kalau ikutkan, dah elok dah tu tapi disebabkan myself yang teramat 'bijak' dan 'pandai' ni nak banding dengan result last year, gini lah jadinya. Padahal manalah sama. Last year surahnya agak mudah dan pendek. This year dah masuk juz 29. Tak sama lah mek weii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ni takde mood. Tadi dah makan banyak sebab stress.. Lawak betul lah. Padahal bukan exam apa pun. Adakah diriku terikir bahawa siDia yang di Atas tu nak bagi tahu bahawa, belajar bukan untuk exam Neeza... belajar untuk bekalan di sana.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-6312094468711627092?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/6312094468711627092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=6312094468711627092' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6312094468711627092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6312094468711627092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/05/ku-pasrah-walaupun-berat.html' title='Ku pasrah walaupun berat..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HjoVayIxorg/TeDd1vPUutI/AAAAAAAADV0/3y1KaGtfcZQ/s72-c/examresult.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-475281045904908067</id><published>2011-05-26T07:58:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T08:14:15.280+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Dikau pergi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1kr9pwtMes/Td3hi-FXCVI/AAAAAAAADVs/0RHhhxij0XU/s1600/friends%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 197px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610888701670787410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1kr9pwtMes/Td3hi-FXCVI/AAAAAAAADVs/0RHhhxij0XU/s400/friends%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memula sorang pergi.. tak terasa lagi walaupun sedih jugak. Kemudian, sorang lagi menyusul. Tak lama lepas tu ada lagi. Semalam, sorang lagi pergi. Tak lama lagi, ramai yang akan pergi. Mereka semua balik Malaysia for good. Tak akan bersama-sama lagi di tanah Jubail yang kuning ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun mereka mungkin datang kembali tapi keadaan pasti berbeza. Walaupun mereka akan diganti dengan sahabat-sahabat yang baru, tidak akan sama. Sebab... setiap insan itu unik. I'm gonna miss all my good friends. I will remember all great memories that we've shared... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-475281045904908067?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/475281045904908067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=475281045904908067' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/475281045904908067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/475281045904908067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/05/dikau-pergi.html' title='Dikau pergi...'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1kr9pwtMes/Td3hi-FXCVI/AAAAAAAADVs/0RHhhxij0XU/s72-c/friends%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-1319581522688551128</id><published>2011-05-09T21:27:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T21:40:58.746+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Pelbagai corak, bermacam warna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOQZa3WAZtM/Tcg0yJitZcI/AAAAAAAADVk/ADga2yZTFeY/s1600/perangai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 172px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604787772422186434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOQZa3WAZtM/Tcg0yJitZcI/AAAAAAAADVk/ADga2yZTFeY/s400/perangai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;gambar ihsan dari google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Malam ni tiba-tiba Neeza teringat kepada kawan-kawan lama yang Neeza kenal sejak kecil lagi. Kalau nak bilang dengan jari, mungkin kena guna beratus orang punya jari tangan dan kaki kot bilangan orang yang Neeza jumpa dan kenal. MasyaAllah. Ramai sungguh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di masa kecil saja, Neeza berpindah randah banyak tempat. Sekolah rendah ada 3 di negeri berlainan. Sekolah menengah pun ada 3. Lepas tu sambung belajar di tempat lain. Lepas tu ke negara lain pulak. Lepas tu balik bekerja di negara sendiri. Ada 2 tempat kerja di negeri berbeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu berhenti kerja pulak untuk mengikut suami ke bumi S@udi ni. Neeza jumpa pula dengan kawan-kawan yang seangkatan. Lebih menarik bila Neeza juga berpeluang 'bertemu' dengan rakan-rakan maya yang juga mempunyai blog macam Neeza. Lepas tu fb pulak. Dapat lagi kawan maya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasanya bila mula bekerja, baru lah Neeza lebih mengenali hati budi manusia. Mungkin sebab masa tu dah matang sikit. Pelbagai jenis manusia yang Neeza jumpa dan semuanya dengan hati budi tersendiri. Kalau nak cerita tentang perangai manusia ni, rasanya sebulan pun tak habis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya itu tak penting pun. Yang penting ialah, perangai kita. Bagaimana kita mencorak perangai kita supaya kita diterima dengan baik oleh Yang Maha Pencipta. Bila masa kita tengok perangai orang, sepatutnya kita ikut mana yang baik dan jauhi mana yang tidak. InsyaAllah.. &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/5112836239665095444-1319581522688551128?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/1319581522688551128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=1319581522688551128' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1319581522688551128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1319581522688551128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/05/pelbagai-corak-bermacam-warna.html' title='Pelbagai corak, bermacam warna'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOQZa3WAZtM/Tcg0yJitZcI/AAAAAAAADVk/ADga2yZTFeY/s72-c/perangai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-6340471560345380238</id><published>2011-05-02T10:38:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T10:59:23.074+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Bila 2kg nampak besar tapi 20kg tidak ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lqNKOXNBbRA/Tb5kDldPSLI/AAAAAAAADVc/yigXjdRFOP8/s1600/fat.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602024999252609202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lqNKOXNBbRA/Tb5kDldPSLI/AAAAAAAADVc/yigXjdRFOP8/s400/fat.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;photo ihsan google&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kelmarin, I weighed myself. What???? Naik 2kg? Banyak tu sebab baru 2 hari sebelum timbang, takde pulak 2kg tu. Tapi tadi, bila timbang, memang takde pun. Sah! Penimbang tu rosak hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, naik 2kg besar lah sebab sekarang ni kalau boleh nak turun berat or at least maintain. Makan banyak, exercise malas tapi nak kurus. Boleh ke tu? Kira boleh je lah :P. It is a big deal kalau naik 2kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi heran juga sebab ada orang buat-buat tak nampak je bila berat badan naik. Kalau sikit takpe. Ini, naik 20kg dalam masa tak sampai setahun!! Of course I'm not gonna mention who and I also not gonna mention berapa berat asal dia. Boleh agak sebenarnya. Kalau berat asal 40kg and naik pulak 20kg, itu orang akan cakap pregnant dah dekat2 nak bersalin. Deinitely, bukanlah berat asal dia 20kg kebawah kan sebab kalau naik double macam tu, agak pelik sebenarnya unless hari2 dia kena paksa makan batu :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau dah naik and berusaha untuk kurus, normal lah tu. Tapi kalau tak berusaha dan tak rasa bersalah pulak, mungkin perlu tengok balik. Lagi-lagi pulak kalau seseorang tersayang dah complain, "berat sangat ni.. cuba lah kurang-kurangkan..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harap-harap my weight tak lah naik macam tu sekali. Nauzubillah...&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/5112836239665095444-6340471560345380238?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/6340471560345380238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=6340471560345380238' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6340471560345380238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6340471560345380238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/05/bila-2kg-nampak-besar-tapi-20kg-tidak.html' title='Bila 2kg nampak besar tapi 20kg tidak ;)'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lqNKOXNBbRA/Tb5kDldPSLI/AAAAAAAADVc/yigXjdRFOP8/s72-c/fat.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-6732736816215424419</id><published>2011-04-18T08:09:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:17:26.115+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my health'/><title type='text'>Not feeling good vs Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qxq1ge8fIEA/TavI6ze-n5I/AAAAAAAADVU/kF9_GjL5bq0/s1600/nausea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596787874516082578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qxq1ge8fIEA/TavI6ze-n5I/AAAAAAAADVU/kF9_GjL5bq0/s400/nausea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You're not feeling good because you're sick or you're sick because you're not feeling good. Complicated? Takdelah.. easy stuff :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada orang, bila sakit dia akan rasa sakit-sakit sendi, sakit perut, nak demam dan sebagainya. Ada orang pulak, disebabkan ada something bothers his/her mind, dia akan rasa sakit-sakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment of time, I'm not feeling good and I know, due to that, I had stomach pain, feel dizzy and nausea. Alhamdulillah.. at least I still have all my 5 senses work well.. Semoga Allah permudahkan semua ini untuk diri ini. Ameen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-6732736816215424419?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/6732736816215424419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=6732736816215424419' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6732736816215424419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6732736816215424419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/04/not-feeling-good-vs-sick.html' title='Not feeling good vs Sick'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qxq1ge8fIEA/TavI6ze-n5I/AAAAAAAADVU/kF9_GjL5bq0/s72-c/nausea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-2794635663525475559</id><published>2011-04-13T21:28:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T22:05:10.159+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Mengadu domba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Patutlah ada larangan tentang mengadu domba dalam Al Quran dan Hadith. Bila kita bercerita pada orang lain tentang apa yang diceritakan pada kita, tendency untuk kita mengubah cerita tu sangat lah tinggi. Macam permainan telefon karat. Cerita yang asalnya cuma A akan menjadi ABCDEF....Z!! Bab menokok tambah memang skill yang tak perlu dituntut! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada masanya kita cuma meluahkan perasaan pada seseorang dan seseorang yang mengaku dirinya boleh simpan rahsia tu pun mendengar penuh minat dan prihatin. Bila dah bercerita, macam-macam akan keluar - kisah duka, memek muka, andaian, sangkaan, kemungkinan dan macam-macam lagi. Benda yang kita kata kemungkinan akhirnya menjadi satu fakta bila sampai ke telinga orang ke 3. Tu baru orang ke 3, belum orang ke 20! Akhirnya satu cerita dah menjadi fitnah. Secara percuma orang-orang yang menyampaikan cerita dah menyebar fitnah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keadaan akan bertambah buruk bila fitnah tu menyebabkan silaturrahim renggang atau terputus. Berpuas hati dan bertepuk tanganlah orang-orang yang berjaya memutuskan silaturrahim itu. Bravo!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesiapa yang terlibat perlulah menjawab perkara ini. Kalau bukan di dunia, di akhirat esok. Sesungguhnya, doa orang-orang yang teraniaya itu tiada hijabnya dengan Allah... Wallahu'alam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-2794635663525475559?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/2794635663525475559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=2794635663525475559' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2794635663525475559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2794635663525475559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/04/mengadu-domba.html' title='Mengadu domba'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8034917391316527246</id><published>2011-03-19T11:36:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T08:43:17.336+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KRMJ'/><title type='text'>KRMJ Family Day 18 March 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If I were to comment about our KRMJ Family Day yesterday, I would say... it was a great event for everyone who came. Gulai Daging tak dapat dilupakan. Sampai ke petang masih ada yang cicah gulai dengan roti.. Jazakallahukhaira to all the cooks yang mengorbankan masa untuk tidak bersama family semata-mata untuk memasak untuk kami yang bersuka ria di beach camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, in any event pasti ada kelemahannya. Tak dapat di elakkan because we can never fulfill everyone needs. Try to accept everyone's strength and weaknesses is the best way to improve. InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramai juga kawan-kawan dari Dhahran turun. Alhamdulillah. Semoga mereka sudi datang lagi di event yang akan datang... InsyaAllah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tdeoqTmoy8/TYrZmEpqXfI/AAAAAAAADVM/XqFHib0tsJY/s1600/the%2Bfood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587517535813262834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tdeoqTmoy8/TYrZmEpqXfI/AAAAAAAADVM/XqFHib0tsJY/s400/the%2Bfood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6wPMqfjvl0/TYrZmKNtb0I/AAAAAAAADVE/LNooZGlws3g/s1600/neeza%2527s%2Bfamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587517537306636098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6wPMqfjvl0/TYrZmKNtb0I/AAAAAAAADVE/LNooZGlws3g/s400/neeza%2527s%2Bfamily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4XZartmiayI/TYrZa8sJl0I/AAAAAAAADU8/7q54H1qmwxQ/s1600/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587517344697653058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4XZartmiayI/TYrZa8sJl0I/AAAAAAAADU8/7q54H1qmwxQ/s400/kids.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wTAwN5Sqnrc/TYrZaVYQyGI/AAAAAAAADU0/GJQGF8wn8Fo/s1600/friends%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587517334145255522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wTAwN5Sqnrc/TYrZaVYQyGI/AAAAAAAADU0/GJQGF8wn8Fo/s400/friends%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Njb9XD-doGM/TYrZaCc8jtI/AAAAAAAADUs/6dcFCyORpiQ/s1600/friends%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587517329064627922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Njb9XD-doGM/TYrZaCc8jtI/AAAAAAAADUs/6dcFCyORpiQ/s400/friends%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5TOnXsiiTo/TYrZaM-le8I/AAAAAAAADUk/psxFpamT-vA/s1600/friends%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587517331890076610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5TOnXsiiTo/TYrZaM-le8I/AAAAAAAADUk/psxFpamT-vA/s400/friends%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g7s_iKZfz5M/TYrZZ3vSVQI/AAAAAAAADUc/oyaj2wpUEo4/s1600/anak2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587517326188762370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g7s_iKZfz5M/TYrZZ3vSVQI/AAAAAAAADUc/oyaj2wpUEo4/s400/anak2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-8034917391316527246?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8034917391316527246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8034917391316527246' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8034917391316527246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8034917391316527246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/03/krmj-family-day-18-march-2011.html' title='KRMJ Family Day 18 March 2011'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tdeoqTmoy8/TYrZmEpqXfI/AAAAAAAADVM/XqFHib0tsJY/s72-c/the%2Bfood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-7624641214507317964</id><published>2011-03-03T14:32:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T14:45:48.596+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I adore your spirit..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QuyZjfblup4/TW9_Nk-aBpI/AAAAAAAADTU/dkdxUHkGz9M/s1600/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 194px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579818334575789714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QuyZjfblup4/TW9_Nk-aBpI/AAAAAAAADTU/dkdxUHkGz9M/s400/friends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new friend. She's a S@udi lady whom I met in the bus. She also studied in the Jalyat (Dakwah Centre). The different is, she enrols in English class while I'm in arabic class. While I'm struggling myself to learn arabic, she is struggling herself to learn English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, her spirit and interest to learn English is much much higher than mine. She did many things to ensure she could grasp as much English words as possible. She purposely phoned me to talk to me in English. In this case, I feel sorry for her because I'm not that free to talk through the phone. My kids are all around. So, it's kind of hard for me to concentrate on the conversation with her. Yet, considering her kindness, I tried to accommodate her needs. Alhamdulillah, it went well so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She invited me and my friends to her house only after 1 day we met. MasyaAllah! Ops! It was not her house. It was her friend's house, whom I also knew. They are 3 of them. All of them have this spirits. Everyday, the 3 of them went to my class, just to speak English with us. MasyaAllah Tabarakallah.. I pray to Allah, one day.. all of them could speak English fluently. Ameen..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-7624641214507317964?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/7624641214507317964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=7624641214507317964' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7624641214507317964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7624641214507317964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-adore-your-spirit.html' title='I adore your spirit..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QuyZjfblup4/TW9_Nk-aBpI/AAAAAAAADTU/dkdxUHkGz9M/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8381041644788802564</id><published>2011-02-25T23:18:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T23:27:29.108+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudi life'/><title type='text'>Seronoknya mereka...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d_gYEz1ouUw/TWgQmyrYmdI/AAAAAAAADTM/uJZaFmtVw7E/s1600/gold%2Brain.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577726397123172818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d_gYEz1ouUw/TWgQmyrYmdI/AAAAAAAADTM/uJZaFmtVw7E/s400/gold%2Brain.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King pergi buat rawatan 3 bulan. Balik negara dalam keadaan sihat. Dia umumkan peruntukan 37 billion untuk elakkan kacau bilau. Gaji rakyat mereka naik dan macam-macam kemudahan dia bagi. Syukur kepada Allah. Seronoknya mereka.. Kami? Setakat ni kami enjoy cuti 1 hari yang diumumkan esok (Sabtu). Yang lain-lain tak tahu lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bertuahnya orang. Ada pepatah kata, hujan emas di negeri orang, hujan batu di negeri sendiri. Lebih baik lah negeri sendiri? Sesungguhnya sangatlah tidak ku faham pepatah itu. Kenapa lah macam tu pulak? Memang lah.. kalau nak ikutkan, memang selesa tempat sendiri walau best macam mana sekalipun. Tapi apa kena mengena dengan pepatah tu? Confuse sungguh laaa... :D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-8381041644788802564?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8381041644788802564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8381041644788802564' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8381041644788802564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8381041644788802564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/02/seronoknya-mereka.html' title='Seronoknya mereka...'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d_gYEz1ouUw/TWgQmyrYmdI/AAAAAAAADTM/uJZaFmtVw7E/s72-c/gold%2Brain.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-1503501569819745283</id><published>2011-02-13T10:54:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T11:03:36.309+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Routine continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Class has started and I'll be having 3 1/2 hours less at home for 3 days in a week. So, I have to schedule myself dengan bijaksana so that takde kerja yang terbengkalai. Hahaha!! Sounds so perfect huh! Since I'm not that perfect (though I always wish to be so), I'll try as much as possible to complete necessary things at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan senang nak adjust balik lepas 3 minggu cuti. Dah biasa bersantai-santai buat kerja sambil jenguk-jenguk computer. Bila kelas, ada homework kena buat, ada ayat Al Quran kena hafal. Semua tu takes time kat rumah pulak. May Allah assist me in everything I do.. Ameen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TOuY1xw7q6k/TVePyZ8xujI/AAAAAAAADS0/rcCecjbZGh0/s1600/ironing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573081160016312882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TOuY1xw7q6k/TVePyZ8xujI/AAAAAAAADS0/rcCecjbZGh0/s400/ironing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kerja paling tak suka!!! tapi.. kena buat jugak.. ;)&lt;/em&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/5112836239665095444-1503501569819745283?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/1503501569819745283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=1503501569819745283' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1503501569819745283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1503501569819745283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/02/routine-continues.html' title='Routine continues...'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TOuY1xw7q6k/TVePyZ8xujI/AAAAAAAADS0/rcCecjbZGh0/s72-c/ironing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-3677269967781034019</id><published>2011-02-07T10:37:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T10:47:18.810+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Busy makes me happy... sometimes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TU-jaETJ00I/AAAAAAAADSs/v1f1zpzlJpU/s1600/busy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TU-jaETJ00I/AAAAAAAADSs/v1f1zpzlJpU/s400/busy.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570850932306596674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes, I like to get myself busy. When I'm busy, I tend to forget things that I don't like. When I'm busy, I'll focus myself on things that I'm doing. I'll be productive and I'll get good result. InsyaAllah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 kinds of busy; planned and unplanned busy. I like planned busy because I know what I need to do and have to do. I kind of dislike unplanned busy because I can't gauge what to expect. Unplanned busy usually occur when someone makes or decided something to be done without your consent. Kalau kita suka benda tu, of course it's gonna fun. Otherwise it'll become a total nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to plan for myself to be busy? Senang saja. Bangun pagi, ucap syukur pada Allah kerana masih diberikan nyawa untuk meneruskan ibadah kepadaNya, then fikir kejap. Apakah yang akan dilakukan hari ini dan esok, dan lusa. Kalau boleh hari ini sajalah sebab kadang-kadang, plan yang kita nak buat tu melibatkan orang lain. We need others consent also :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu saja coretan dan bebelan untuk hari ini. Semoga ianya bermanfaat untuk ramai orang. InsyaAllah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-3677269967781034019?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/3677269967781034019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=3677269967781034019' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/3677269967781034019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/3677269967781034019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/02/busy-makes-me-happy-sometimes.html' title='Busy makes me happy... sometimes!'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TU-jaETJ00I/AAAAAAAADSs/v1f1zpzlJpU/s72-c/busy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-7778870169735769537</id><published>2011-02-01T09:44:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:58:40.798+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life&apos;s like that'/><title type='text'>Reward and no reward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TUevA2FgloI/AAAAAAAADR4/Le9IXObjbDo/s1600/reward.jpg"&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/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TUevA2FgloI/AAAAAAAADR4/Le9IXObjbDo/s400/reward.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568611893320390274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When 2 people did the same action, one got rewarded but the other one didn't, is it fair? Of course, many people would say, it's not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau benda ni jadi di tempat kerja, biasanya the one who didn't get the reward will lose motivation to work. Reward is not necessarily money. Job satisfaction is a reward too. So does good treatment from the superior. Pujian pun satu reward juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, reward comes in many faces. You name it. Anything that makes you happy after performing something, is a reward. Tapi tak selalunya kita mendapat reward yang kita nak tu. Ya, kita akan rasa sedih bila apa yang kita buat tak mendapat reward sebagaimana orang lain. Tapi dalam hidup, kita tak boleh lose motivation coz' life has to go on. Hidup mesti diteruskan. Amanah Allah kita kena jaga. Biar apa pun yang kita dapat atau tak dapat, sepatutnya ia tak boleh menjadi penghalang untuk kita teruskan hidup.. Lagipun, perasan sedih, kecewa, suka, duka dan gembira tu hanyalah sementara. Bila sesuatu perkara baru datang, perasaan tu akan bertukar. InsyaAllah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being said that, I feel happy! Alhamdulillah.. it looks like having a blog is a reward to me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-7778870169735769537?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/7778870169735769537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=7778870169735769537' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7778870169735769537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7778870169735769537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/02/reward-and-no-reward.html' title='Reward and no reward'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TUevA2FgloI/AAAAAAAADR4/Le9IXObjbDo/s72-c/reward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-2487796057263156058</id><published>2011-01-29T08:18:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T07:57:39.692+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my kids'/><title type='text'>Bila anak-anak bercerita..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TUTvkhxMAzI/AAAAAAAADRw/g3v0S0xxN2Y/s1600/IMG_4810.JPG"&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/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TUTvkhxMAzI/AAAAAAAADRw/g3v0S0xxN2Y/s400/IMG_4810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567838450155782962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni 1st day of the week. Seperti biasa, mood nak prepare lunch box untuk anak-anak agak kureng. Idea tak datang. Tapi, digagahkan jua untuk prepare. Kalau tidak, tak makanlah anak-anakku sayang :). Sophea, Sobhan and Shahmey masing-masing bawak bekal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi Neeza buatkan mee goreng mamak. Coan je yang nak bawak. Dia kata,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"takpe.. kalau Oan tak habis, Oan bagi kawan.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Neeza tanya ada ke orang nak makan food Coan? Neeza tanya gitu sebab kawan-kawan kelas Coan takde sorang pun Melayu. Wonder jugak, ada ke bukan melayu nak makan makanan melayu. Kata Coan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ada Ummi! XXXX selalu mintak makanan orang sebab dia hari-hari bawah vegetables. Tapi Mrs Snider dah kata, kalau kita nak food orang, kita kena change dengan food kita."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Habis tu. Coan makan ke apa yang XXXX bagi?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Makan! dia bawak nuts.. Oan suka nuts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Terfikir jugak Ummi. Kalau Coan boleh cerita apa yang XXXX bawak everyday, XXXX and lain-lain pun boleh cerita apa yang Coan bawah everyday. Heheee... apa lah yang mereka cerita agaknya... ;)&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/5112836239665095444-2487796057263156058?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/2487796057263156058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=2487796057263156058' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2487796057263156058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2487796057263156058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/01/bila-anak-anak-bercerita.html' title='Bila anak-anak bercerita..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TUTvkhxMAzI/AAAAAAAADRw/g3v0S0xxN2Y/s72-c/IMG_4810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-2675767668982766309</id><published>2011-01-28T14:48:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T14:56:59.384+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my kids'/><title type='text'>Ummi pun salah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shahmey: nak bola! nak bola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobhan: What is best about bola?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummi: Bukan what is best about bola lah. What is good about bola...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophea: Tak la... What is good about ball... hehehe.. Ummi pun salah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ye la tuuuu... :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-2675767668982766309?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/2675767668982766309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=2675767668982766309' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2675767668982766309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2675767668982766309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/01/ummi-pun-salah.html' title='Ummi pun salah?'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-7297760619296377565</id><published>2011-01-24T08:37:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T08:51:42.607+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my kids'/><title type='text'>Semakin banyak dia datang, Alhamdulillah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TT0TSR-I0eI/AAAAAAAADRo/KMwl-kc3p7U/s1600/IMG_7778.JPG"&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/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TT0TSR-I0eI/AAAAAAAADRo/KMwl-kc3p7U/s400/IMG_7778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565625919282401762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Syukur kepada Allah. Vitamin R itu semakin banyak. Harap-harapnya biarlah ia berterusan. InsyaAllah. Semalam dah plan nak update blog tapi disebabkan terlalu sibuk dengan tugas-tugas hakiki (Re: kerja rumah yang tak pernah habis), maka terpaksa let go untuk update blog. Tak kisahlah, ada orang nak baca ke tak. Yang penting Neeza happy :). Yeay! Nampaknya ada kawan-kawan yang masih sudi singgah. Tak baca habis pun takpe heheee.. Betul, memang tak kisah sebab Neeza tahu Neeza pun jarang menyinggah blog orang ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janji nak update pasal percutian hari tu kan. Nampaknya terbengkalai dulu sebabnya... panjang sangat cerita percutian tu. Nanti tunggu bila free banyak sikit, boleh cerita pasal tu. InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ni, every time Neeza duduk depan computer, Sumeyyah memang akan duduk atas riba. Dia bukan nak main sorang-sorang. Kalau kakak @ abang dia balik baru lah dia tak duduk atas riba Ummi. So, layan je lah menaip sambil melayan Sumeyyah :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari ni, Neeza asyik senyum sendiri saja. Kenapa? Sebab Neeza ada anak yang akan masuk 11 tahun. Anak perempuan. Dia cerita her little secret to me. Tapi, sorry... dia pesan, "Ummi jangan cerita kat sape-sape tau!". Since dah janji, tak boleh lah cerita kan. Cumanya, Neeza nak kata kat sini, I'm so honored that dia sudi nak share her secret. Kalau dulu, rasanya Neeza tak cerita secret2 kat my mom. Mungkin sebab Neeza tak berapa close dengan my mom masa kecil. So, I have to keep the secret. Or else, mesti dia tak nak cerita lagi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kan, my daughter ni, walaupun umur macam dah besar, perangai lebih tak matured kalau nak dibanding dengan adik dia yang 2 tahun lagi muda. Pagi tadi, dia buat some action. Then adik dia tegur "You're a sister". Dia nak kata, awak tu kakak!! hehee.. tu bahasa Ummi la. Bahasa adik dia lembut dan slow aje sambil menjeling kakak dia. Anak oh anak... seronok jugak tengok keletah anak2 bila time gitu :). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-7297760619296377565?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/7297760619296377565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=7297760619296377565' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7297760619296377565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7297760619296377565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/01/semakin-banyak-dia-datang-alhamdulillah.html' title='Semakin banyak dia datang, Alhamdulillah...'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TT0TSR-I0eI/AAAAAAAADRo/KMwl-kc3p7U/s72-c/IMG_7778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-5498397740673640263</id><published>2011-01-22T07:43:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T08:26:09.107+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>The urge is there, the time is not..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TTpqSZxhxrI/AAAAAAAADRg/aGp0O-4FDqk/s1600/IMG_6849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TTpqSZxhxrI/AAAAAAAADRg/aGp0O-4FDqk/s400/IMG_6849.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564877153958479538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love to write but definitely not a proper writing in a sense that I've to check the grammar and the sentence structure. I love random writing to express what I want in a way that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog has been abandont for quite some time due to the 'busyness' of the owner. Now that I have a 3 weeks off, I hope I can fill something here. Best sebenarnya menulis blog sebab kita dapat express apa yang kita nak tanpa ada orang perlu kata, no... you can't write that. Hehhee... kalau ada jugak yang nak mengata, kata je lah. This is my blog. Kalau tak suka, jangan masuk sini. Buat tambah dosa je bila awak mengata saya dan blog saya tulis begitu begini. Banyak lagi blog lain yang awak, awak dan awak boleh baca. So, silakan pergi... :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool! Lega dapat express a few lines kat atas tu. Memang ada kat dunia ni manusia yang selalu tak puas hati dengan apa yang orang lain buat. Mereka buat takpelah pulak. Apa lah punya orang macam tu. Duduk dalam hutan je patutnya. Mungkin mereka ni takde blog ataupun tak reti nak tulis. Sebab tu suka sangat nak mengata orang. Tunggu lah esok esok, bila mereka ada blog dan menulis blog. Barulah mereka faham. Tak kenal maka tak cinta. Tapi kan, tak patutlah mengutuk orang disebabkan apa yang orang tulis. Mind your business boleh tak??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about writing again, now... I'm quite in the mood of writing. Biarlah takde orang nak baca pun. Anyway, myself pun jarang sangat masuk blog orang. So, I don't expect any reader pun. Kalau ada, ok je. Thank you kawan-kawan yang sudi dan suka baca blog Neeza walaupun Neeza tak baca blog kawan-kawan ;). InsyaAllah, kalau ada masa Neeza masuk rumah kawan-kawan ya :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I was thinking of actively writing in my blog again. I have to discipline myself. I can only stay online for certain minutes or hours. Kalau lebih pun, a few minutes lah. Kalau tak buat macam tu, definitely sekali je lah blog tu berupdate. Lepas tu dia akan bersarang balik. Sebabnya, bila duduk terlalu lama depan computer, the guilty conscious will come and to reciprocate, I'll abandon the blog ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... dah lama tak letak gambar kat blog. Nak letak la satu gambar. Mungkin takde kena mengena pun. Tapi takpelah... may be, kalau rajin, I'll about the picture :). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-5498397740673640263?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/5498397740673640263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=5498397740673640263' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5498397740673640263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5498397740673640263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2011/01/urge-is-there-time-is-not.html' title='The urge is there, the time is not..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TTpqSZxhxrI/AAAAAAAADRg/aGp0O-4FDqk/s72-c/IMG_6849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-6486162569015104160</id><published>2010-12-18T21:32:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T21:54:13.522+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Sepatah dua kata</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ever heard of this especially when someone is requested to give a speech. Sepatah dua kata may become seribu dua ribu patah kata hahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan to write only 'sepatah dua kata' but I think, I'm gonna write much much more than that. What makes me having a heart to write in this almost forgotten blog? Perhaps, I've a little more free time in this middle of the night whereby my kids are all in bed. Perhaps, I'm a bit feeling no where to turn to when I have this little feeling in my heart. My own blog is the best to express anything I have inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends have made their blogs private! That's their choice. I have to respect them. My blog most probably won't get privatized. If I need a private blog, I'll create a new one. But again, nothing is so private about me. If it's really private, then I just keep it in my heart. Only God knows about it ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this hour, I kinda miss someone. Someone who was really closed to me at one point of time in my life. Someone who used to cuddle me when I cried for getting mosquito bites at night. Someone who always looked into my eyes with love. Someone who listened to me when I had a tough time. Someone who knows my favorite food and cooked for me when I asked for it. Someone who always put me into account in her important decisions... The someone is not here with me and I really miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times whereby we need a unique someone to come and be with us. At this moment, I really need her. I just want her to listen to me like she always did. I want to listen to her useful advices. The way she talked to me was spontaneous, without pressure. I remember every single word of her up till today. Thank you Allah for giving me those special moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-6486162569015104160?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/6486162569015104160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=6486162569015104160' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6486162569015104160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6486162569015104160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/12/sepatah-dua-kata.html' title='Sepatah dua kata'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-869462196253402710</id><published>2010-10-18T23:44:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T00:13:04.434+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homestay'/><title type='text'>Homestay di Kuantan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ada masa, kita prefer menginap di hotel sebab senang. Semuanya provided especially kalau hotel yang banyak bintang tu ;). Ada masa, kita prefer homestay sebab ianya lebih murah dah lebih besar. Di sini, Neeza nak ambil kesempatan untuk promote sebuah homestay yang terletak di Bandar Indera Mahkota, Kuantan Pahang. Kawan-kawan boleh lihat gambar-gambar berikutnya. Tak mahal pun. Sehari cuma RM220. Diskaun untuk penginapan 3 hari ke atas, InsyaAllah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Rumah Semi-D Astana View, Indera Mahkota 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Penginapan yang selesa untuk perseorangan atau keluarga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 3 buah bilik berhawa dingin, 2 bilik air, ruang tamu yang luas, ruang makan dan dapur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Dilengkapi perabot dan peralatan rumah seperti peralatan memasak, peti sejuk, TV, mesin basuh dll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Berdekatan dengan surau, berhampiran dengan pusat bandar, UIAM, KPM, Kolej Shahputra, Wisma Belia, Pejabat Kerajaan dan Kompleks sukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Susur keluar ke exit Kuantan untuk ke Lebuhraya Pantai Timur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Kadar sewa : RM 220.00/Sehari&lt;br /&gt;Untuk 3 hari keatas harga boleh dirundingkan.&lt;br /&gt;*** Muslim sahaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Untuk tempahan, sila hubungi &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taib &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;di talian &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;012-9213728&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Anda boleh juga email ke &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ratiban@yahoo.com &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;@ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;neeza_ramli@yahoo.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TLy1E22EzrI/AAAAAAAADNc/nBJI5uhVx78/s1600/IMG_5979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529493537550552754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TLy1E22EzrI/AAAAAAAADNc/nBJI5uhVx78/s320/IMG_5979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TLyz3TPPbdI/AAAAAAAADNM/rru3SXpBNO4/s1600/IMG_5977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529492205142502866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TLyz3TPPbdI/AAAAAAAADNM/rru3SXpBNO4/s320/IMG_5977.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TLyz3AS1-bI/AAAAAAAADNE/nKeVFKiUG0o/s1600/IMG_5976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529492200057338290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TLyz3AS1-bI/AAAAAAAADNE/nKeVFKiUG0o/s320/IMG_5976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TLyz2WH6DdI/AAAAAAAADM8/sHiWfb8-3Hg/s1600/IMG_5975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529492188737179090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TLyz2WH6DdI/AAAAAAAADM8/sHiWfb8-3Hg/s320/IMG_5975.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TLyz2MlWZnI/AAAAAAAADM0/RXBvwmpmxW4/s1600/IMG_5974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529492186176317042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TLyz2MlWZnI/AAAAAAAADM0/RXBvwmpmxW4/s320/IMG_5974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TLyz31hkDTI/AAAAAAAADNU/bSH449GGvxw/s1600/IMG_5978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529492214346157362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TLyz31hkDTI/AAAAAAAADNU/bSH449GGvxw/s320/IMG_5978.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-869462196253402710?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/869462196253402710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=869462196253402710' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/869462196253402710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/869462196253402710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/10/homestay-di-kuantan.html' title='Homestay di Kuantan'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TLy1E22EzrI/AAAAAAAADNc/nBJI5uhVx78/s72-c/IMG_5979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-2785343565456618966</id><published>2010-08-02T08:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T08:46:42.957+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my health'/><title type='text'>Tonsil operation on me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perhaps I'm too old for that. Ramai kata, tonsil operation is done mainly for kids. Tapi, takpelah.. dah buat pun. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began with one fine day at Mouwasat Hospital. Neeza pergi hospital sebab nak check benda lain sebenarnya. Tapi, since result untuk 'check benda lain' tu lama lah bebeno, Neeza pun divert lah ke ENT clinic yang memang selalunya tak ramai orang pun. Masa tu tengah ada sore throat sikit. Tujuan utama ke ENT is nak check sinus and plan dalam kepala nak buat operation buang sinus lah konon. Bila doctor check, dia kata Neeza ada tonsil and dah agak teruk. Dia suggest buang tonsil tu. Tapi, I didn't give any agreement at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas buat MRI (for sinus), doctor kata my sinus is good. Maknanya tak teruk lah. So, there's no need for operation. Instead, ada something macam tak berapa balance inside the nose. Tapi, doctor suggest buat tonsil operation dulu. Okay, I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I was pretty excited about it since doctor kata, it was easy. You'll be admitted today and you'll be discharged tomorrow. Something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day before the operation day, Neeza g00gle pasal tonsil operation ni. To my surprise, the first line of the search showed me that a teenager died after tonsil operation! That girl tertelan banyak darah yang keluar dari dalam mulut dia. Hati dah cuak dan takut. Will I survive? Appointment dah buat. Jadi, Neeza tawakkal to Allah. Ajal maut ditanganNya. Semoga Neeza dilindungi Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day came. Dari pagi hati tak tenang. Risau dan macam-macam perasaan lagi. Dah lah takleh makan. Anyway, memang takde selera nak makan pun bila risau. Sampai di hospital, check in ward, tukar baju, solat zohor dengan tangan dah dipasang IV (sangatlah tak suka benda ni) and ready for operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tunggu... tunggu... barulah nurse datang bawak stretcher. Sampai kat OT, relax je. Abang dah tunggu kat luar, takleh masuk OT. Lupa pulak nak mintak Abang doakan Neeza. Takpe.. Abang mesti doakan Neeza tu, hati berkata-kata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse parking Neeza kat tepi. Nampak Dr. Yousef. Dia tegur. Ceria dia sebab nak operate orang. Neeza ni yang dok risau and takut. Masa ni memang lah dalam hati tak henti berdoa. Ironic kan. Manusia selalu ingat Allah dimasa dia susah. Astaghfirullah. Lepas tu nurse datang inject one kind of liquid pada IV di tangan Neeza. I suspected it was anaesthetic. Memang betul pun. Memula inject tu rasa cam kebas-kebas. Lepas tu Neeza ingat, mereka tolak masuk OT room. Neeza ingat Neeza tengok lampu-lampu kat atas. Lepas tu Neeza tak ingat apa dah. Dah pengsan lah tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak lama lepas tu, Neeza dengar orang bercakap-cakap. Dah siap lah kot operation. Nurse tepuk-tepuk pipi. Doctor tepuk-tepuk pipi suruh buka mata. Neeza buka mata sikit dan doctor pun kata okay. Mereka tolak Neeza masuk bilik. Alhamdulillah, selesai. Masa ni tak rasa sakit sangat kat tekak ni. Pain killer kuat kot. Lama Neeza dalam ward, baru abang datang bawak all the askar and bibik. Neeza cuba bercakap, suara lain macam. Macam ada kahak je kat tekak ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petang, nurse bagi makan ice cream and jelly. Tak lalu pun nak makan. Badan dah kuat tapi takde selera. Sepanjang masa di ward, memang rasa sihat, Alhamdulillah. Bila sakit, nurse inject pain killer. Tapi makan, masih tak selera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik rumah je, Neeza rasa sihat the 2nd and 3rd day tu. Tapi, bila 5th day, rasa tak sihat. Sakit sangat dalam mulut bila nak telan. Makan memang kurang sangat. Nak makan pun tak lalu bila makan rasa pedih dalam mulut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ke 7, Neeza terasa macam ada cecair dalam mulut. Neeza telan. Ada lagi, telan lagi. Then Neeza masuk toilet. Ludahkan cecair tu. Darah!!!! Kepala dah ingat nak mati je. Neeza kejut Abang. Nak nangis pun ada masa tu. Abang ambik ice suruh kemam. I did. Nampak kurang sikit. Lepas subuh, kami ke hospital, emergency department. Doctor check, dia kata darah tu datang dari kerongkong, bukan tempat operation tu. Dia bagi injection untuk tahan sakit. The whole day, Neeza was alive. Tapi once pain killer tu habis effect, nak nangis bila makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Neeza pergi lagi jumpa doctor sebab tak tahan sakit bila makan. Doctor kata, Neeza kena makan. In fact, dia bagi tahu tekak berdarah semalam tu sebab Neeza tak makan. Sedih rasanya. Macam mana nak makan kalau sakit? Tapi, lepas tu Neeza mintak Abang beli yogurt and ice cream. Nak makan benda alah tu banyak-banyak :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day, sakit beransur kurang, Alhamdulillah. Hari ni, Neeza cuba untuk tak makan pain killer. Lama tu Neeza telan pain killer. Yes, I know it's not good for me. Nampaknya tekak ni macam okay sikit. Cumanya, at the moment, bila makan still takde rasa. Frustrated! Makan apa pun, rasa sama je. Tak enjoy the food. Ada hikmah sebenarnya. I've been eating a lot all these while. So, Allah nak suruh Neeza kurangkan makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those yang nak advice pasal operation ni, I would recommend if you're strong. Otherwise, don't. Neeza tak strong. Sikit-sikit nak nangis. Sakit je nak nangis. Orang lain tak gi tu kot ;).&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/5112836239665095444-2785343565456618966?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/2785343565456618966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=2785343565456618966' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2785343565456618966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2785343565456618966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/08/tonsil-operation-on-me.html' title='Tonsil operation on me'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-1209816518397793502</id><published>2010-07-10T10:02:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T10:16:52.893+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudi life'/><title type='text'>Cherry datang lagi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Summer datang, buah-buahan pun datang. Tapi di sini, buah-buahnya takdelah murah sangat. Kalau murah pun, buah tembikai yang kadang-kadang boleh beli dengan harga SR5 2 biji. SR5 tu tak sampai RM5 pun. Dan tembikai tu punyalah besar. Itu kalau beli kat lori lah kan. Tapi rasanya, di Malaysia kalau kat lori pun tak dapat cam tu. Mungkin sebab mereka ni tanam banyak sangat dan tembikai tak tahan lama. Jadi, kenalah habiskan jualan segera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu buah yang Neeza suka ialah cherry. Sedapnya! Dulu Neeza pernah tulis pasal cherry ni. Kali ni, nak tulis jugak lagi sebab suka sangat :). Di Malaysia cherry mahal kata kawan-kawan. Neeza memang tak pernah jumpa pun. Sekarang ni, sebekas (ada dalam 600-700gm kot cuma SR8-9. Okaylah tu kan. Manis bersari. Sumeyyah pun suka makan. Neeza tak pasti pulak cherry ni datang dari mana. Mungkin import lah kot sebab kalau tidak harganya lebih murah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap minggu, kalau pergi grocery store, Neeza akan make sure cherry is one of the item kami beli. Yang lebih makannya Neeza, bukan anak-anak pun heheh.. Tapi biasanya Neeza tak makan sekali harung. Makan sikit-sikit. Sekali makan 5-10 biji. Kalau banyak sangat bloated pulak nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah dia gambar cherry tu. Psstt.. Neeza g00gle je. Malas nak pergi dapur ambik gambar :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TDgeNj2UFDI/AAAAAAAADLc/GLfl3vW-N38/s1600/cherry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492172963888501810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TDgeNj2UFDI/AAAAAAAADLc/GLfl3vW-N38/s320/cherry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-1209816518397793502?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/1209816518397793502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=1209816518397793502' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1209816518397793502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1209816518397793502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/07/cherry-datang-lagi.html' title='Cherry datang lagi!'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TDgeNj2UFDI/AAAAAAAADLc/GLfl3vW-N38/s72-c/cherry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-2662188732976238301</id><published>2010-06-30T07:34:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T07:43:28.551+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Panas di sini, panas lagi di sana...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Semalam Neeza dapat forwarded email dari Kak Siti Aisyah - kakak nurse melayu yang dah agak lama kerja di Saudi ni. Email tu datangnya dari GCE (Geophysical Consulting Environment) Saudi. Mereka predict 40 hari lagi suhu akan mencecah 70 Celcius di Saudi ni. Innalillah! Takut nak membayangkannya. Sekarang ni suhu normal pun dah 35 @ 36. Kalau 70, maknanya 2 kali ganda! Lindungilah kami Ya Allah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kenangkan suhu meningkat kita dah takut, apa lagi kepanasan di dalam neraka. Tak payah go to the extremenlah. Kepanasan di padang mahsyar dimana matahari hanyalah sejengkal dari kepala.. Mahu beribu-ribu atau berjuta-juta Celcius panasnya. Tahankah kita errr.. Neeza terutamanya? Of course, ia tak akan jadi panas kalau amalan baik kita banyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita juga tak akan dimasukkan ke neraka kalau banyak beribadah dan membuat kebajikan di dunia ini. Semoga Allah melindungi kita semua. Ameen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-2662188732976238301?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/2662188732976238301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=2662188732976238301' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2662188732976238301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2662188732976238301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/06/panas-di-sini-panas-lagi-di-sana.html' title='Panas di sini, panas lagi di sana...'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-716518111689864506</id><published>2010-06-26T09:25:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T09:51:13.003+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bibik'/><title type='text'>She'll be back soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was 3 days ago. I noticed 3 missed calls from bapak Karim (bibik's sponsor) but I was too lazy to return the calls. Malas sebenarnya nak cakap dengan dia sebab tak reti speak english sangat. Lagipun, biarlah dia call abang je. After some time, Rofeah called while I was out of the room. Malas jugak nak return call. When I was in the bathroom, Rofeah called again. Sophea answered. She insisted to speak to me. I was about to pray then. So, biar dulu lah. I told Sophea I will return her call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called again (I don't remember after how many times) and managed to speak to me. She told me that she is coming on Saturday (which is today). I looked at the date on my table clock. It was 23 of June 2010. We still have 7 days to July. I told her to wait till 1st July. She sounded frustrated. Actually, I started to feel comfortable not having her around. Having her may be ease my tasks a little but we have to pay BIG riyals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in dilemma. I asked Abang whether we should take her. He said, it's my call! I need her, I don't.. I need her, I don't.. Tough decision. Okay! Now, I decided to take her back. However, if her sponsor increase the price even SR100, we'll return her to the sponsor. Also, if she completed her contract with the sponsor, we won't take anymore helper. After all, I've decided to send Shahmey to school in September, InsyaALlah. So, I'll only have Sumeyyah to bring to the Da'wah Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I am quite nervous to have the bibik back. I can imagine those 'unsatisfactory' that I'll be facing soon.. *sigh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-716518111689864506?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/716518111689864506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=716518111689864506' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/716518111689864506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/716518111689864506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/06/shell-be-back-soon.html' title='She&apos;ll be back soon'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-6976633019653630803</id><published>2010-06-23T16:49:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T17:41:46.129+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bibik'/><title type='text'>Sweat more for more Riyals..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh dear! It's almost a month that I left my blog. I guess by not having a helper had made my life busier. Yet, I still have time to sleep during the day.. hahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibik has gone for 3 weeks already. By right, she should be back early of next month (as what being promised by her saudi sponsor). Should I be happy? I don't know. I will have more free time having her around. It'll be easy for me and husband to do grocery whenever we want to. We can leave the kids at home and complete our task faster. Whenever we go to friends' house, the kids are taken care of. I don't have to shout to anyone to get the house clean. Clothes are well ironed everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, that make me spoiled! I make the kids spoiled. By sitting around and let the helper do most of the housechores, I'm just putting on weight by eating but do almost nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 weeks without the bibik, the kids helped me with the housechores. Sophea and Coan tidy up the living room, hanged the clothes, washed the dishes sometimes and bathed the brother and sister sometimes. Sumeyyah has been quite close to her Abah. Before this, she never care for Abah. Now, she seems to be so excited when Abah came back from work. She even sit on Abah's lap when Abah prayed ;). Shahmey did show some tolerance towards Meyyah. Alhamdulillah, things improved a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes me quite reluctant to have the bibik back. Furthermore, I never like the way she folded clothes. The kids' closet was messy. She was quick in doing housechores but things were not nicely kept. Whenever I folded the clothes, I was thinking that I never want to have my clothes improperly folded again. I want to see my kids closet nice and properly arranged, in which she failed to do. Beside, by not having her, we can save too. 2 grand is quite a money huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decision has to be made. I guess, I just let time decide. If the saudi sponsor contact us, then we'll take her. Otherwise we'll just keep quiet. But, what I gonna do with her clothes??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-6976633019653630803?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/6976633019653630803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=6976633019653630803' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6976633019653630803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6976633019653630803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/06/sweat-more-for-more-riyals.html' title='Sweat more for more Riyals..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-5775112264614062945</id><published>2010-05-26T21:12:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:37:22.132+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Kita cuma pinjam mereka...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anak-anak merupakan anugerah Allah yang menakjubkan. Mereka penyeri hidup sebuah keluarga. Orang kata, mereka lah racun, mereka lah penawar. Neeza juga setuju tu. Kalau silap didikan, mereka akan menjadi racun dan merosakkan keluarga itu sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebaliknya pula, anak-anak juga menjadi penawar ketika duka dan sakit, terutamanya anak-anak kecil. Bila saja terpandang wajah anak-anak yang masih kecil, hilang rasa duka.  Anak-anak yang besar pula, jika dididik dengan baik, akan mendoakan ibu bapa mereka. InsyaALlah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau apa sekalipun, anak-anak diberi oleh Allah sebagai pinjaman. Tiada yang kekal didunia ini. Kematian datang without alarm. Kalau nak bangun, kita boleh pasang alarm clock (itu pun tak tentu kita boleh jaga..), kematian takde alarm clock. Ada orang yang sakit bertahun-tahun tapi umurnya masih panjang. Ada orang, hari ni sihat walafiat. Tiba-tiba kita dengar, dia pergi menghadap Penciptanya tanpa memberi notis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau orang yang pergi tu kita tak kenal, tak lah kita terasa sangat. Kalau kita kenal orang tu, perasaan sedih yang mendalam pasti ada. Apa lagi kalau yang pergi itu ialah anak kandung sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beberapa hari lepas, sahabat Neeza kehilangan anak sulungnya yang berusia 5 tahun. Neeza kenal arwah sejak berusia beberapa hari. Aishah sangat comel. MasyaAllah. Walau bagaimanapun, Allah memanggilnya terlebih dahulu. Allah sayangkan dia. Dia menanti kedua ibu bapanya di syurga. Pemergiannya bukan sia-sia. Dia pergi sebagai insan suci, tanpa setitik dosa. MasyaAllah! Semua orang mengharapkan begitu sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang tak dinafikan, mereka yang tinggal tertutamanya kedua ibu bapanya sangatlah hiba. Ibu kehilangan anak! Memikirkannya pun boleh buat Neeza menangis. Ini pulak sahabat Neeza yang terpaksa menghadapinya. Sabarlah Mai dan Razif. Redhalah. Allah menyediakan tempat istimewa untuk Mai dan Razif di sana kelak. InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengingatkan apa yang terjadi, Neeza terlalu sensitif sekarang. Setiap kali Neeza pandang wajah anak-anak Neeza, Neeza mohon pada Allah, izinkahlah aku pinjam anak ini untuk tempoh lebih lama lagi Ya Allah. Sekiranya engkau perlu mengambil kami, ambil lah nyawaku dulu sebab rasanya tak sanggup untukku menghadapi saat duka itu. Neeza juga selalu mengingatkan diri, mereka ini adalah pinjaman. Bila-bila masa, mereka akan diambil olehNya sekiranya Dia mahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeza kagum dengan dua sahabat Neeza itu sebab nampaknya mereka tabah menghadapi dugaan berat itu. Subhanallah!! Kalau Neeza ditempat mereka, tak tahu lah nak kata. Kita hanya merancang dan memohon tapi Allah lah penentu segalanya....&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/5112836239665095444-5775112264614062945?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/5775112264614062945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=5775112264614062945' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5775112264614062945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5775112264614062945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/05/kita-cuma-pinjam-mereka.html' title='Kita cuma pinjam mereka...'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8477338550985940426</id><published>2010-05-23T14:37:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T15:01:19.988+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudi life'/><title type='text'>Walimatul Urus cara Saudi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S_kYn0DQ9RI/AAAAAAAADLU/E2QPeFbG1EE/s1600/saudi+marriage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S_kYn0DQ9RI/AAAAAAAADLU/E2QPeFbG1EE/s320/saudi+marriage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474433894311851282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baru-baru ni, masa belajar arabic, terkeluarlah cerita pasal kawin. Cikgu kelas kami menceritakan bagaimana proses nikah kahwin yang diamalkan rakyat Saudi. Neeza tak pasti adakah mereka mengikut sunnah atau tidak. Certain part mungkin lah. Certain tu, tak berapa confident nak kata ikut sunnah. Kena check balik hadith lah rasanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memula, lelaki akan cari calon. Biasanya daripada risikan mak bapak mereka jugaklah sebab kalau nak tengok tak boleh. Wanita Saudi semuanya bertutup litup. Ada tu, mata pun tak nampak. Kalau di Malaysia, mesti diorang kata hantu berjalan ;). Tapi mereka tutup aurat sebenarnya - aurat mengikut tafsiran mereka. Lepas dapat calon, lelaki akan pergi rumah wanita tersebut, jumpa dengan ayah wanita itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayah wanita berkenaan akan menyoal siasat lelaki berkenaan sedetail-detail mungkin. Dia akan call balai polis, bank, pusat dadah (kalau ada la) dan mana-mana saja untuk check status lelaki ni - sama ada lelaki ni 'bersih' atau pun tak dari segala gejala tak baik. Ini benda yang sangat normal di sini (kata cikgu kami tu lah). Jadi, takde isu nak saman mana-mana pihak sebab release information itu. Selepas ayah wanita ni berpuas hati dengan lelaki tersebut, ayah wanita ni akan suruh dia tengok lelaki ni dari tingkap rumah mereka. Of courselah fizikal saja lah kan. Wanita tu akan dibagi masa beberapa hari untuk berfikir. Biasanya mereka buat solat istikarah lah. Kalau wanita ni kata okay after a few days, baru lah proses seterusnya bermula. Kalau wanita ni tak berkenan, lelaki tadi kena lah cari calon lain ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau wanita tu dah setuju, lelaki tadi dibenarkan untuk berjumpa dengan wanita tadi. Wanita tadi akan berpakaian dengan membuka sedikit aurat - sedikit rambut, betis sedikit (untuk tengok warna kulit) dan muka. Ini bertujuan lelaki berkenaan dapat gambaran jelas tentang wanita yang nak dikahwininya. Mereka akan berkenal-kenalan antara satu sama lain (rasanya ayah wanita tadi ada sama). Selepas proses perkenalan ini, lelaki tersebut akan decide sama ada setuju atau tidak untuk menikah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau dia setuju, mereka akan menikah. Tetapi, mereka belum boleh hidup bersama selagi belum diadakan majlis kahwin. Mereka boleh keluar bersama tapi kena balik tidur rumah mak bapak masing-masing. Biasanya proses ni beberapa bulan lamanya. Jikalau dalam beberapa bulan ini, pasangan tersebut rasa tidak serasi, mereka akan bercerai. Segala hantaran yang pihak lelaki bagi perlulah dipulangkan kepada pihak lelaki Kalau tidak, majlis perkahwinan akan diadakan secara besar-besaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lain sikit kan daripada cara kita di Malaysia... :)&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/5112836239665095444-8477338550985940426?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8477338550985940426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8477338550985940426' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8477338550985940426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8477338550985940426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/05/walimatul-urus-cara-saudi.html' title='Walimatul Urus cara Saudi'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S_kYn0DQ9RI/AAAAAAAADLU/E2QPeFbG1EE/s72-c/saudi+marriage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-6336216775930321835</id><published>2010-05-18T21:15:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:59:36.749+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Selalu ingin menjadi yang terbaik</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alangkah baiknya kalau kita dapat memenuhi kehendak semua orang kan! Kita ada ramai customer walaupun kita tak menjual apa-apa pun. Customer Neeza ialah anak-anak Neeza, suami, ibu bapa, adik beradik, kawan-kawan, cikgu-cikgu, saudara-mara, masyarakat dan customer paling besar ialah Allah s.w.t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak benda yang perlu kita lakukan untuk mereka. Kalau boleh, semua orang nak buat yang terbaik untuk customer mereka tapi tak selalunya kita dapat buat. Kita mahu memuaskan hati semua customer kita agar mereka gembira dengan kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi Neeza, hati ini akan rasa terkilan atau sedih kalau mana-mana customer tak puas hati dengan apa yang Neeza 'serve' untuk mereka. Neeza bersyukur kepada ALlah s.w.t sekiranya mereka gembira dengan Neeza, sekurang-kurangnya mereka tak merasa Neeza adalah beban kepada mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai manusia yang lemah (of course kelemahan bukan alasan sebenarnya), adakala Neeza ada melalukan perkara yang melukakan hati mana-mana customer Neeza. Pada awal kejadian, Neeza tak rasa bersalah langsung. Neeza rasakan, "I am right, they are wrong!". Sebenarnya itulah bisikan syaitan. Syaitan sangat suka akan perpecahan dan perbalahan. ALhamdulillah, Neeza cepat disedarkan Allah. Semuanya kerana Allah. Allah lah yang kembalikan Neeza agar mengingati fitrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puji-pujian seperti "you're a good friend" seperti satu reward yang menunjukkan kita dihargai. Ia menunjukkan yang customer kita berpuas hati dengan kita. Tapi, Neeza tak seharusnya terlalu gembira sebab semuanya berlaku kerana Allah. Pujian itu sepatutnya Neeza kembalikan kepada Allah, Alhamdulillah. Boleh saja Allah nak tutupkan hati Neeza untuk terus-terusan membuat kejahatan kan! Nauzubillah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-6336216775930321835?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/6336216775930321835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=6336216775930321835' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6336216775930321835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6336216775930321835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/05/selalu-ingin-menjadi-yang-terbaik.html' title='Selalu ingin menjadi yang terbaik'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8098303597637149435</id><published>2010-04-20T21:50:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T22:02:20.867+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Hati-hati yang perlu dijaga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dalam hidup ini, kita bukan saja perlu menjaga hati sendiri tapi banyak hati-hati lain. Kadang-kadang dalam menjaga hati orang, hati sendiri yang terluka. Tapi, kalau kita ikhlas, InsyaALlah pahala berlipat ganda akan diperolehi walaupun hati kita luka berdarah dan berkecai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada masa, kita ingin menjaga hati orang. Di kala yang lain pula, kita perlu dan yang lebih besar ialah kita terpaksa menjaga hati orang walaupun kita tak berapa nak. Kategori yang last tu biasanya membabitkan satu 'tanggungjawab' yang tak boleh tidak mesti dan wajib dibuat. Bila dah terpaksa, selalu saja hati akan terhiris. Tapi hati yang dijaga tu tak pulak perasan yang dia atau mereka menghiris hati kita. Kalau dia perasan, dia tak buatlah pulak kan. Tapi, kalau dia sengaja buat macam tu, memang lah dia tu... tak baik taaaaauuuuu... :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau apa pun, semasa kita menjaga hati orang, InsyaAllah, pahala besar akan tiba kepada kita dan dosan yang banyak akan berkurangan. Itulah cara Allah menyayangi kita. Kesusahan yang kita tempuhi tidak percuma. Ada ganjaran disebaliknya.. Kalau lah kita nampak, pasti kita mahu melalui kesusahan dengan banyak sekali. Malangnya kita tak berapa nak nampak... Semoga Allah sentiasa mengasihi kita dan membuatkan kita nampak ganjaran disana kelak. InsyaAllah...&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/5112836239665095444-8098303597637149435?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8098303597637149435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8098303597637149435' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8098303597637149435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8098303597637149435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/04/hati-hati-yang-perlu-dijaga.html' title='Hati-hati yang perlu dijaga'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-2325031340758306650</id><published>2010-04-14T08:25:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T08:52:50.557+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious moment'/><title type='text'>Moments that will stick in my mind..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Only one word - Alhamdulillah! Thanks to Allah... syukur kepada Mu Ya Allah yang masih percayakan hambaMu ini untuk menjaga Sobhan Binti Shahril di dunia yang fana ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our flight from KUL to Dammam transitted in Jeddah. Since it was quite a long transit, we decided to perform our Umrah in Makkah. Alhamdulillah, things were easy for us. We claim our baggage then checked in back and then proceeded to the nearest hotel in Jeddah. After freshing up, we continue our journey to Makkah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Makkah at about 10.30pm. The crowd was not that much around the Kaabah. Hati tak henti-henti mengucap syukur sebab nampaknya semuanya dipermudahkan Allah. This will also be the first umrah for my mom and sister in law. Dalam masa sekejap kami selesai tawaf. Mak dan Ayu siap boleh solat dalam hijir Ismail dan dapat tengok makam Ibrahim lagi. Mereka sangat seronok. Sepanjang tawaf, Meyyah tak banyak meragam. Shahmey pun begitu.. Sophea dan Sobhan yang pada awalnya mengeluh penat nampaknya seronok pulak. Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai tawaf dan solat, kami proceed to Mount Safa. Everything was smooth until we finished our Saei. Selesai aje pusingan terakhir di Bukit Marwah, kami terpisah. Memang tak disengajakan. Mungkin problem miscommunication. Kami tak bincang nak tunggu dimana. Neeza ingat Abang and others tunggu di pintu masjid. So, Neeza berjalan menghala ke situ. Ayu pun ikut Neeza sekali. Neeza nampak Coan berjalan dari belakang dan macam berlari kedepan seolah-olah mengejar seseorang. Dalam hati berkata, mesti dia kejar Abah dia kat depan lah tu. Tapi macam pelik sikit sebab makin lama berjalan, tak nampak pulak batang hidung Abang and the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang call Neeza and tanya kami dimana. Bila dapat tahu yang kami berjalan kedepan dan Abang tunggu di Bukit Marwah, hati Neeza tak sedap. Coan kejar siapa sebenarnya?? Abang suruh Neeza kejar Coan tapi tak mungkin dapat kejar sebab dah agak lama Coan pergi. Abang cepat turun dari Bukit Marwah heading towards us. Dia suruh tunggu di Bukit Safa and we did. Everyone stayed there. Abang tak bagi kami kemana-mana sebab bimbang yang lain pulak hilang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really sad moment. We could see the Kaabah from there. We made doa to Allah s.w.t. At the same time, hati Neeza takut sangat kalau-kalau Coan tak dijumpai. Abang jalan from Safa to Marwah. Neeza harap sangat Abang jumpa Coan. Abang datang semula. Coan takde! Ya Allah.. hanya Engkau yang tahu perasaan ini. Kembalikan anakku kepadaku Ya Allah. Sophea pun menangis-nangis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datang a quite old arab lady dan tanya kenapa kami menangis. I told her that I lost my daughter. Dia nasihatkan kami untuk berdoa kepada Allah. Nanti mudah-mudahan ada orang jumpa Coan dan pulangkan kepada kami. We keep praying to Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datang another arab lady. Dia bagi tahu yang dia jumpa Coan. I asked for confirmation. Dia kata, bila tengok Sophea, dia tahu betul lah Coan tu adik Sophea. Mereka pakai baju color and jenis yang sama. Hair cut pun sama. Dia ajak Neeza pergi kepada Coan and bawak balik Coan. Neeza ikut dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way tu, dia suruh Neeza pandang ke atas Bukit Marwah untuk tengok Coan. Neeza tak berapa nampak. Dia kata, she's in pink. Hati Neeza tak sedap sebab Coan pakai baju purple. Neeza tanya nama budak yang dia jumpa tu. Dia kata, it started with S. Bila Neeza kata Sobhan? Dia kata, yes... I am sure it was her. I recognize your other daughter. Bila sampai di Bukit Marwah, Coan takde. Hati Neeza sedih lagi. Dia pun mencari-cari juga. Dia keep telling me, don't worry. She is safe with my family. Hati Neeza lega sikit. Then bila pusing, Neeza nampak Coan duduk dengan polis yang menjaga kat situ. I hugged her and thanks Allah. Syukur Alhamdulillah. Yang paling sedih bila Coan cakap "Oan sorry Ummi... Oan tak jumpa Ummi.. Oan takut Abah marah..". Itu yang dia takut. Dia tahu salah dia agaknya sebab tak nak pegang tangan masa berjalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami berjalan towards Mount Safa untuk jumpa yang lain-lain. Bila tiba disana, Sophea hugged Coan. It was a sweet and sad moment at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak pengajaran yang Neeza dapat daripada apa yang jadi. Allah sayangkan kami.. that's for sure. Allah reminded us for things that we forgot to do. Alhamdulillah. Terima kasih Ya Allah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-2325031340758306650?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/2325031340758306650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=2325031340758306650' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2325031340758306650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2325031340758306650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/04/moments-that-will-stick-in-my-mind.html' title='Moments that will stick in my mind..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-7102645095653706744</id><published>2010-03-08T11:06:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:24:43.765+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Lupa, lupa dan lupa lagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kata ustazah, penyakit lupa ni disebabkan syaitan. Sebab tu bila kita lupa, kita kena sebut Ta'awuz (A'udzubillahi Minashaitanirrajim). Lagipun bila lupa, banyak benda kita akan tinggalkan, especially benda-benda yang berkaitan ibadah. Encik yang bertanduk dua tu memang lah sangat happy bila kita lupa. Tapi Islam itu indah. Allah memaafkan kita kalau kita betul-betul lupa (bukan buat-buat lupa). Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam kes Neeza, lately memang rasanya short term memory (STM) Neeza macam ada gaduh sikit dengan Neeza. Tak nak baik-baik gitu. Dalam erti kata lain, my STM is getting worse. Baru-baru ni, ada jiran datang nak berkenalan. Neeza tanya nama dia dan nama anaknya. Dia bagi tahu nama dia, Nora. Nama anaknya apa entah. Memula Neeza tak ingat kedua-dua nama. Tanya lagi sekali. Dia bagi tahu nama dia Nora. Neeza senang sikit nak ingat sebab namanya dekat2 dengan nama Neeza ;). Nama anaknya apa pun Neeza tak ingat... sampai lah hari ni. Sabar je lah kan. Kalau jumpa tengah jalan memang takleh tegur la. Lagipun dia tutup muka. Nampak 2 biji mata saja. Susah nak cam ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru-baru ni jugak, ada lah sorang kawan kat Jubail ni mintak number telefon seorang encik ni. Ada hal sikit dia nak call encik ni. Tak payah detail out kat sini lah kan... Neeza nak ambik dan dan tu handbag, nak check number telefon. Kawan ni kata, takpelah. Nanti karang. Bila dan nanti karang tu, memang lupa sampai sudah. Bila jumpa kali kedua, dia mintak lagi. Masa tu handbag jauh sikit. Neeza pulak cakap, nanti Neez bagi. Dah hampir seminggu, Neeza tak ingat langsung dah. Sampailah dia hantar message. Apa lagi. Neeza pun mengucap panjang lah. Sabar ajelah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus Neeza ambik handphone dan check number encik tu. Neeza sent. Tapi since Neeza ni tak berapa cekap dengan hp yang ni, Neeza rasa message tu tak sampai. So, Neeza call and bagi terus. Baru puas hati tapi rasa sangat bersalah pada kawan Neeza tu. Minta maaf ya Cik Puan N. Tidak kusengajakan kelupaan itu (ada ke ayat BM cam tu?). Semoga Cik Puan N tak marah Neeza. Dan Neeza doakan Cik Puan dapat lah apa yang Cik Puan hajatkan itu. InsyaAllah.. :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-7102645095653706744?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/7102645095653706744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=7102645095653706744' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7102645095653706744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7102645095653706744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/03/lupa-lupa-dan-lupa-lagi.html' title='Lupa, lupa dan lupa lagi'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8321584533499409717</id><published>2010-03-07T14:23:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T14:31:38.621+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Bila balik bercuti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bila balik bercuti, jadual Neeza selalu padat. Let see... duduk rumah, duduk rumah dan duduk rumah lagi. Padatlah tu kan. Bagi orang lain, bila balik Malaysia, masa perlu diisi dengan berjalan-jalan kesana kemari. Bagi Neeza dan keluarga lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau diikutkan anak-anak, memang mereka nak berjalan-jalan. Tapi, kami perlu juga menjaga hati yang bukan 'anak-anak'. Ada keluarga yang perlu dilawati. Bagi orang tua, mereka lebih suka kalau kita duduk dirumah. Mereka tak akan cakap yang mereka rindu tapi kita kena faham lah. Eh silap! Kami kena faham (since benda ni tak applicable untuk semua orang).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab tu bila balik bercuti di Malaysia, Neeza susah betul nak berjanji untuk berjumpa-jumpa. Hati memang teringin sangat tapi keadaan belum mengizinkan. Lagipun, dengan adanya anak kecil, takkanlah Neeza nak tinggal anak-anak Neeza dengan orang tua kan. Kalau nak bawak, riuh rendah lah dengan kanak-kanak riang pulak... ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu, bila balik bercuti, biasanya Neeza akan lupakan aktiviti tetap Neeza di Jubail iaitu mengadap internet. Itu dulu, masa tak giat main game... :P. Sekarang ni, rasa macam tak boleh lah. At least kena lawat ladang at least sekali sehari.. hahahah!! memang kronik. Tapi takpelah kot. Daripada Neeza giat buat benda lain yang tak elok, baiklah Neeza bercucuk tanam hehehe.. Ada lah orang tu jeling-jeling tu. Takpe... jeling lah.. sampai terbeliak mata pun takpe.. ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makanya, Neeza telah tanya orang tentang package broadband di Malaysia. Yang di suggestkan ialah Celcom dan Digi. Nanti nak google dulu. Celcom macam best sebab compared to Digi, memamg Neeza suka Celcom. Tapi, kalau Digi boleh bagi better service, why not kan! Okay... let's jumpa pakcik google :D. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-8321584533499409717?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8321584533499409717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8321584533499409717' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8321584533499409717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8321584533499409717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/03/bila-balik-bercuti.html' title='Bila balik bercuti'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-1933437547915175847</id><published>2010-03-06T13:34:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:12:29.571+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudi life'/><title type='text'>Kelas cuti lagi... yariba yariba!!! :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Baru saja dapat text message dari Jalyat tempat Neeza belajar. Jalyat dah berpindah tapi kelas tak boleh start lagi. Tahu... mesti banyak barang tak settle lagi. Takpe, take your time. I am okay aje... sukerrrr.. hehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi Neeza ke clinic. Hmmm.. should I tell the whole world what had happened to me? Mungkin tidak... Cumanya, something is wrong with me that requires me jumpa doctor. Setelah berjumpa dengan 3 specialists from 3 different hospitals, setakat ni, Alhamdulillah. Nothing is wrong and I hope it continues that way. Biidznillah... Tapi, doctor did ask me pergi jumpa dia balik lepas ambik ubat yang dia bagi. Tapi rasa macam malas je makan ubat tu dulu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak lama lagi 2 warga Jumanisaa akan pergi meninggalkan Jubail. Sedih juga sebab bila dah bersama-sama ni, rasa agak rapat. Kawan-kawan lah saudara mara kami disini. Tapi, takpe sahabat-sahabatku. Rezeki kamu ada disana. Pergilah... kami merelakan.. jiwang lah pulak seposen ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua tiga hari ni, sand storm melanda Jubail dan tempat-tempat sewaktu dengannya. Kami tak digalakkan berada di luar sebab sand storm ni tak elok untuk kesihatan especially penyakit batuk-batuk. Semalam pun Neeza dah batuk-batuk. Semoga Neeza dan keluarga sihat selalu... InsyaALlah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapalah riyal rendah sangat compared to ringgit. Dah lah kami nak balik malaysia ni. Hmmm.. bosanlah cam ni. Ekonomi dunia tak stabil. Sabar sajalah Neeza... rezeki Allah yang bagi. Berdoa dan terus berdoa ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-1933437547915175847?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/1933437547915175847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=1933437547915175847' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1933437547915175847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1933437547915175847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/03/kelas-cuti-lagi-yariba-yariba-p.html' title='Kelas cuti lagi... yariba yariba!!! :P'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-4384734927981054445</id><published>2010-03-01T08:10:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T09:04:02.733+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life&apos;s like that'/><title type='text'>A life without soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have you ever live your life without your soul? Perhaps it's not really like your soul is totally out of you. If that's the case, then we would call it as die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I felt like my soul was far away from me. I was like a robot. I did my routine just like every other days. I was in the kitchen, preparing the meal for the kids just like usual. The different was, my soul wasn't with me. When it happened, I was not happy. I didn't enjoy life the way I should. To paraphrase it, a problem appears out of the blue and I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a favor is treated as a right, some hearts would hurt. Sometimes, we are giving a favor or may be favors to some people and at the end the people treat the favors as their right. When we pull the favor once, the people become angry. Of course the people who gets hurt is the one who gave the favor in a first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To talk it over is not an easy thing to do especially when there are certain restrictions over the matter. It would create huge disagreement and finally it will become a fight. Let's not get our life into trouble. Stay away from fighting. However, if we don't reconcile, matters left unsettled. One party continues with dissapointment and the other party would get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was what happened to me. I know this is not an easy thing and this is not the first time it happens. Yucks!!! I simply hate it. My only way to ease the cloud mind is to think that there's always hikmah for anything that happen. One of the hikmah is, Allah would take away my bad deeds by having me go through troubles. Unhappineness will brush away my bad deeds provided I took it with redha. Alhamdulillah. Of course, I can't complain and take it negatively. Otherwise, none of my bad deeds will be gone. This life is short and the life after is eternity. So, let's focus on the hereafter than worry about this temporary life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Allah, please give me a peaceful mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-4384734927981054445?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/4384734927981054445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=4384734927981054445' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4384734927981054445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4384734927981054445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-without-soul.html' title='A life without soul'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-4205367527064226271</id><published>2010-02-28T10:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T10:53:17.253+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudi life'/><title type='text'>Bumi ini berputar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bosan! Yes, that's the right word to describe myself this morning. FB seems tak menarik dua tiga hari ni sebab tak banyak dapat collections. Hahahaha!!! What a wonder'fool' me... :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disebabkan bosan jugalah, maka blog ini berupdate hari ini. Semalam dah tulis. Hari ni tulis lagi. Takde orang nak baca takpe sebab saya menulis untuk kesenangan diri saya. Tak mintak bayaran apa-apa pun. Nuffn@ng ad tu pun entah berapa sen je ada. Biar ajelah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ribut pasir melanda Jubail. Kalau orang tak biasa, mesti imagine the worst kan. Tapi memang ribut dan ada pasir cumanya kami masih bernafas. Alhamdulillah. Kami cuma tak digalakkan keluar rumah sebab dust is not good for our health especially our small kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about small kids, Sumeyyah batuk teruk semalam. Banyak phlegm and dia even muntah. Muntah is good though sebab phlegm tu keluar tapi bunyi dia batuk tu betul-betul hurt me. Rasa kecewa sangat. Alhamdulillah, I should say. I should count my bless. Biarlah, tak payah lah elaborate pasal tu. Nanti perasaan tak elok timbul pulak. Nauzubillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am counting days to be with Ma, Ayah and the rest of my family members in Malaysia. Cuti cuma 3 minggu jadi mungkin tak akan kemana-mana sangat. Kami hanya akan duduk dirumah sajalah rasanya. Since the kids akan ponteng sekolah about 10 days, kami perlu prepare dengan homework (kalau ada la..) budak-budak ni. Otherwise, they would be the happiest kids on earth sebab balik kampung means main main and main lagi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough for now. Esok tulis lagi kalau rajin. Salam semua :)&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/5112836239665095444-4205367527064226271?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/4205367527064226271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=4205367527064226271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4205367527064226271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4205367527064226271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/02/bumi-ini-berputar.html' title='Bumi ini berputar'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8209611222625452332</id><published>2010-02-27T09:02:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T09:15:16.045+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fikir positif, hidup sihat :)</title><content type='html'>Memula, kena sapu sawang sikit. Berhabuk-habuk blog ni lama kena tinggal. Kesian... tuannya sibuk kat fb. Makanya, blog ni jadi macam habis madu sepah dibuang. Kalau tak kena pepatah ni, biar je lah. Who cares? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semenjak dua menjak ni, banyak benda yang terjadi. Of course lah kan. Life is not idle. Kalau ianya idle maknanya, I'm not here lah. There's always happenings in my life. Terlalu banyak nak dicerita but I'm gonna cerita all of them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wanna write today is about berfikir positif. Ya, saya menggunakan bahasa campur, rojak atau apa-apa sajalah. Should I stick to bahasa or English. Both pun boleh lah. I like it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila something bad happen to us, kita akan cari sebab dan punca. Selalunya kita salahkan itu, ini, dia dan mereka. Jarang sekali kita kata, ini salah saya. Saya lah penyebab ini berlaku. Amat jarang pula kita kata pada diri kita, Alhamdulillah, perkara lebih buruk mungkin berlaku. Syukur pada Allah s.w.t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My readers yang tinggal dah tak seberapa, please be reminded that I am writing for myself especially. I am talking to me because this is like my diary - though others can read too :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan setakat muhasabah diri, Islam menggalakkan kita selalu bersyukur dan bukannya mengeluh. Apatah lagi menyalahkan orang lain diatas apa yang berlaku pada kita. Bila kita salahkan orang, kita seolah-olah mengatakan, "I am good, others are bad". Betul ke tu? Diri kita baik sangat? Mulia sangat? Perfect sangat? sampai kita tak nampak langsung salah kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, Neeza selalu juga menyalahkan orang sebab itulah nasihat ini sangat berguna untuk diri Neeza sendiri. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuba kita pesongkan sikit dan berfikir positif. Kita tak akan pening kepala nak fikir. Terima saja dengan redha dan perbaiki kelemahan sendiri. Bare in mind yang kita tak boleh ubah orang lain. Nak nasihat orang lain pun kena tengok juga. Kalau dia jenis yang tak terima nasihat, tak pasal-pasal kita balik yang kena. Jadi, we should concentrate on ourselves instead of others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good without problem. So, why should we find one? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-8209611222625452332?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8209611222625452332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8209611222625452332' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8209611222625452332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8209611222625452332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/02/fikir-positif-hidup-sihat.html' title='Fikir positif, hidup sihat :)'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-4855182382565700479</id><published>2010-01-21T17:13:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T17:30:10.546+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Bila senang, ramai yang datang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tadi, masa Neeza bersibuk-sibuk di dapur dengan my cooking partner (dirahsiakan nama atas sebab kerajaan :P), keluarlah topic tentang ini. Semasa kita susah, tak ramai orang sudi berkawan atau bertandang. Tapi, bila kita senang, ramai yang datang. Bukan sedara pun mengaku sedara, contohnya lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeza pernah rasa benda ni tapi Neeza tak lah berniat nak cerita disini semua biji butir. Biarlah.. apa yang lepas tu biarlah lepas. Neeza percaya sesiapa yang terlibat tu telah sedar di atas segalanya. Kalau tak sedar pun takpelah. Allah tahu apa yang dia lakukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa benda macam ni boleh terjadi? Dalam agama ada mengajar, kita perlu tolong orang susah. Semua agama ajar macam tu. Takde agama yang suruh kita keji dan hina golongan susah dan memerlukan. Tapi, rata-rata manusia memandang hina orang yang susah. Kalau tak pandang hina pun, pandang serong. Dikala kita memerlukan pertolongan, orang melarikan diri. Macam-macam alasan diberikan. Padahal, pertolongan yang kita minta tu bukanlah besar sangat pun. Bila difikirkan, mungkin tak besar pada kita tapi besar pada orang yang nak kena tolong tu kan. Orang takut nak menolong sebab takut dia akan susah disebabkan kita. Sedih kan bila manusia bersikap macam tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kita senang, ramai pula yang datang termasuklah orang yang dulunya melarikan diri daripada kita. Mereka tanpa segan silu datang minta tolong dan macam-macam lagi lah. Ada pula yang sampai mengenakan kita teruk-teruk. Astaghfirullah!! Macam tu sikap manusia. Tapi takpelah. Bersabar sahaja jalan terbaik. Kalau nak lawan pun, tak kemana. Banyak benda yang perlu ditempuhi. Last-last nanti, takde apa yang dapat pun. Ya, mungkin mereka menang disini tapi di akhirat esok, tiada siapa yang tahu penyudahnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang bagi Neeza, kita perlu ambik jalan mudah. Bersyukur dengan rezeki yang Allah kurniakan. Orang nak datang dekat, datang lah. Orang nak jauh pun, pergi lah. Tiada apa yang kekal kecuali Allah s.w.t. Lagipun rezeki tu bukan ditentukan manusia. Allah penentu segalanya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-4855182382565700479?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/4855182382565700479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=4855182382565700479' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4855182382565700479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4855182382565700479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/01/bila-senang-ramai-yang-datang.html' title='Bila senang, ramai yang datang...'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-4173387522998926017</id><published>2010-01-20T21:44:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:40:37.082+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>A bite of itu dan ini :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kelmarin, Neeza tulis satu entry yang agak panjang. Dah habis tulis tu baru perasan, tak saving pun. Something was wrong somewhere. Tak tahu lah apa kena. Since Neeza was in rush, Neeza sempat copy saja. Tapi, tak paste anywhere. Bijak sungguh la. Baru tadi perasan yang entry tu tak publish pun. Well, it wasn't meant to be here. Takpelah tu. Takde apa yang penting sangat pun. Nampaknya blog ni pun dah merajuk dengan tuan dia. Dulu rajin sangat update. Now, not anymore.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sumeyyah, my dearest youngest darling baru saja genap setahun on last 15 January. Umur 1 tahun memang umur yang comel bagi setiap individu. Betul lah comel sebab 20 tahun selepas itu, individu itu tidak lagi comel. Mereka mungkin akan jadi, cantik, handsome, kacak... mahupun comot! hehee.. Meyyah dah boleh berjalan tapi dia tak nak berjalan. Jalan 2 3 langkah, dia duduk. Mungkin sebab dia selalu sangat kena dokong. Takde urge untuk dia berjalan. Takpelah.. take your time baby :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam, Neeza pergi PTA meeting sekolah my girls. Ingatkan meeting tu dah biasa dibuat. Tak rupanya and the parents yang datang pun tak lah seramai yang Neeza jangka. Ada lah dalam 30 orang kot. Sesi semalam lebih kepada sesi 'parents meluahkan segala problem yang diorang nak sekolah settlekan' dan bukannya discussion on how parents can help. Rasanya lah, lepas all the parents balik, mesti cikgu-cikgu tu a bit frustrated sebab tak nampak pun ada volunteer nak buat apa-apa (including myself lah tu hehee). Mungkin juga, volunteer akan serah diri kemudian. Tak tahu lah tu kan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way nak pergi PTA Meeting tu, bas singgah lah nak ambik orang di satu tempat yang Neeza sendiri tak sure kat mana. Nampaklah ada sorang pompuan ni angkat sorang budak pompuan. Dia pegang sebelah lengan budak tu dah angkat. Eeeeeewwwww... gerun betul Neeza tengok. Nasib baik tak tercabut lengan budak tu. Then dia letak satu buai kecil kat luar rumah dan letak girl tu kat situ. After a while, pintu tutup. Nampak budak tu sorang-sorang je kat luar. Neeza cakap dengan kawan Neeza, kalau lah orang nak kidnap budak tu, a split second je, memang menangis tak berlagu lah. Kalau iya dia nak jemur anak (or mungkin anak majikan tak tahu lah tu..), takkan lah kat luar dan duduk sorang-sorang budak tu. Entahlah, tak paham culture diorang ni kadang-kadang. Neeza ada snap gambar tapi dalam handphone pulak. Tak le kome gheti dan ghajin bebeno untuk transfer gambo tuuuu... huhuuu... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week kelas Neeza di dakwah centre will be as usual tapi the next 3 weeks tu, kami cuti. Bestnya... Neeza suka kelas tapi Neeza pun suka jugak ada break. Kalau nak ponteng sendiri, rasa tak best sebab sayang pulak lessons yang tertinggal. Kalau sekolah officially close, that's a bless for me :). Alhamdulillah... Cuaca di Jubail dah semakin panas. Of course tak lah macam summer. Nampaknya, winter is saying maassalamah ilalliqo'. Flowers are everywhere now. Marhaba spring!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below takde gambar flowers. Gambar-gambar 'my flowers' saja yang ada. The 2 youngest members in the family are in action :). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S1dZpXJlgHI/AAAAAAAADLM/mnrMMZzKMOg/s1600-h/sumeyyah+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428906442942152818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S1dZpXJlgHI/AAAAAAAADLM/mnrMMZzKMOg/s400/sumeyyah+5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S1dZo-pZgKI/AAAAAAAADK0/Gh2ftkdhsCw/s1600-h/sumeyyah+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428906436364697762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S1dZo-pZgKI/AAAAAAAADK0/Gh2ftkdhsCw/s400/sumeyyah+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S1dZov7ib6I/AAAAAAAADKs/8q4rPJ293cc/s1600-h/sumeyyah+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428906432414248866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S1dZov7ib6I/AAAAAAAADKs/8q4rPJ293cc/s400/sumeyyah+1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S1dZpeRiKfI/AAAAAAAADLE/FJbzynSYbRQ/s1600-h/sumeyyah+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428906444854536690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S1dZpeRiKfI/AAAAAAAADLE/FJbzynSYbRQ/s400/sumeyyah+4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S1dZpH857MI/AAAAAAAADK8/4EwCcrdHLPo/s1600-h/sumeyyah+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428906438862433474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S1dZpH857MI/AAAAAAAADK8/4EwCcrdHLPo/s400/sumeyyah+3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-4173387522998926017?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/4173387522998926017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=4173387522998926017' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4173387522998926017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4173387522998926017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-pun-dah-merajuk.html' title='A bite of itu dan ini :)'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/S1dZpXJlgHI/AAAAAAAADLM/mnrMMZzKMOg/s72-c/sumeyyah+5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-4065137094568754538</id><published>2010-01-12T14:45:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:49:43.917+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KRMJ'/><title type='text'>KRMJ Family Day 07012010</title><content type='html'>I've no other words to describe the event except, A GREAT ONE!!! Tahniah kepada AJK yang bersusah payah sepanjang minggu or 2 minggu, planning for the event. Keep up the good work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pictures. Kalau rajin, I'll write something. Kalau takde tu, maknanya tak rajin la hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-16.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1224979098668360726&amp;amp;site=widget-16.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1224979098668360726&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-16.slide.com/p1/1224979098668360726/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1224979098668360726&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-16.slide.com/p2/1224979098668360726/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1224979098668360726&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-16.slide.com/p4/1224979098668360726/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5112836239665095444-4065137094568754538?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/4065137094568754538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=4065137094568754538' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4065137094568754538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4065137094568754538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/01/krmj-family-day-07012010.html' title='KRMJ Family Day 07012010'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-6462128135834007845</id><published>2010-01-03T22:37:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:02:55.496+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>A week left</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Two weeks have passed and another week to go. The kids will start their semester after that. It'll be quiet a bit in the morning and part of the afternoon. Shahmey and Sumeyyah will be with the bibik alone. Not too good actually. Though my 2 elder kids sometimes did bully their brother and sister, I'd find it is safer when they are around. At least they can tell me if the bibik does anything improper. Nauzubillah though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, the bibik went back to her owner's house. She had been asking about it since yesterday. A few different reasons were given. First, she said she wanted to ask for her salary. Then she said, she wanted the owner to send the money to her kids. I still remember a few days ago she told me that she doesn't want to send anymore money back home. When I reminded her about that, she said about something else. She wanted to see a doctor. When I told her Abang won't be so keen to send her to the owner's house, she said never mind. She wanted to phone the owner, then. Seriously, I don't know what is in her mind. Let her be. Since my class is cancel tomorrow, I told Abang, the owner can come and pick her up. Wow!!! In a few minutes, the owner came. It was fast. When we asked him to come and send the bibik's salary, he gave thousand kinds of reasons. Auta ****** betul laaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I had a small party in the class. Our Ustazah wanted to have the party since we have completed 2 chapters of the book. Hahaha!! baru habis 1 chapter nak party. Asyik makan besar aje, montel la myself ;). But, as soon as she came (she was quite late), she told us the 'news'. Today was her last day. She has started teaching a grade 1 students in Tahfiz Quran in Ferdos sector. I guess it is good for her. The teaching hours is fixed - 7.30am - 1.00pm every weekdays. She has a career now. Of course, it's not good for us as we already feel comfortable with her way of teaching. A new teacher will be a mystery. We don't know how she's gonna be. Hopefully she'll be better. Biiznillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about the food. MasyaAllah... abundant!!! We have Malaysian, British, American, Nigerian, South African, Turkish and Indian in the class. So, one can imagine the kind of food that we have. Alhamdulillah... a huge rezeki for us today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a no-school and no-maid day for me. I'm not sure what time the owner will send her over. I'll manage, InsyaAllah. It's my house after all ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-6462128135834007845?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/6462128135834007845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=6462128135834007845' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6462128135834007845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6462128135834007845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2010/01/week-left.html' title='A week left'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-4168496922850344259</id><published>2009-12-27T05:53:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T06:31:47.903+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><title type='text'>Knowledge is to be shared :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah dekat hujung tahun rupanya. Semenjak jadi SAHM ni, Neeza dah tak berapa nak ingat haribulan. Kalau nak tahu jugak, kena belek calendar. Itu pun kena check date-date lain yang berkaitan. Dalam kelas pun, ustazah takde sibuk nak tulis kat whiteboard date for the day. Tak penting kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila dah masuk tahun baru, Neeza mesti teringat experience masa sekolah-sekolah dulu. Selalu aje tersasul bila tulis haribulan di buku, tahunnya mesti tulis tahun yang dah berlalu. Maklumlah, tak biasa. Bila tulis tahun yang baru, rasa excited semacam. Itu dulu lah. Sekarang ni dah tak seexcited mana sebab umur pun dah banyak. Bertambahnya tahun bermakna bertambah lah umur. Maknanya makin kurang lah masa Neeza di sini....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeza nak recap tentang entry yang lepas. Ada yang kata isu sensitif. Betul lah kan. Bila bab agama, ramai orang rasa ianya sensitif. Tapi biar aje lah. Apa yang kita tahu kita perlu share bagi orang lain tahu sama. Daripada apa yang Neeza belajar, jika seseorang ulamak mengeluarkan sesuatu fatwa kerana Allah (bukan atas kepentingan peribadi), mereka tergolong didalam 2 golongan. Sekiranya fatwa itu betul, mereka akan dapat 2 pahala. Sekiranya tidak, mereka cuma dapat 1. Maknanya, mereka tidak berdosa. Walau bagaimanapun, syaratnya, mereka perlu lah bersandarkan hadith dan Al Quran. Kalau buat fatwa ikut suka hati berdasar keadaan semasa semata, tak diterima lah tu. Wallahu'alam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai cerita tu. Kita sambung cerita lain. Hari ini ialah 10 Muharram iaitu Hari Asyura. Ada benda yang Neeza nak kongsi. Anyways, Neeza dapat ni pun daripada seorang sahabat yang sudi berkongsi. Terima kasih Madina :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MOST VIRTUOUS DAY OF THIS MONTH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most virtuous day of this month is the day of Ashoorah - the tenth of Muharram. It is reported in Saheeh al-Bukharee, when Allah's Messenger (sallallahu alaihi wa-sallam) came to Madeenah, he saw the Jews fasting on the day of Ashoorah. He said: 'What is this?' They said: 'This is the day when Allah saved Moosa from drowning, so we fast on this day.' Then he said: “We have more right to Moosa than you.” So he (sallallahu alaihi wa-sallam) fasted on this day and advised the Muslims to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Ibn Abbas (radhi allahu anhu) narrated: “When Allah's Messenger (sallallahu alaihi wa-sallam) observed the fast of the day of Ashoorah and ordered (the Sahabah) to fast, they said: “O Messenger of Allah! It is a day revered by Jews and Christians.” Allah's Messenger (sallallahu alaihi wa-sallam) said: “The coming year, if Allah wills, we will fast on the ninth (also).” [Saheeh Muslim, vol: 1, p: 359]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibn Abbas (radhi allahu anhu) also reported: “I never saw the Prophet more keen to fast on any day other than the day of Ashoorah and any month than the month of Ramadan.” [Saheeh al-Bukharee]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phrase 'more keen' of Ibn Abbas (radhi allahu anhu) indicates that the Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa-sallam) looked forward to fast on the day of Ashoorah in order to earn the reward for doing so, he Prophet (sallallahu alaihi wa-sallam): “Fasting the day of Ashoorah, I hope will be an expiation of sins for the year before.” [Saheeh Muslim v: 1, p: 368]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the day of Ashoorah is mercy from Allah and an opportunity for one to get his sins forgiven. It is recommended for the Muslim Ummah to fast both the tenth and the ninth of Muharram since Allah's Messenger (sallallahu alaihi wa-sallam) fasted the tenth and intended to fast the ninth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sama-samalah kita mendapatkan keberkatan daripada hari yang mulia ini. InsyaAllah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-4168496922850344259?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/4168496922850344259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=4168496922850344259' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4168496922850344259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4168496922850344259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/12/knowledge-is-to-be-shared.html' title='Knowledge is to be shared :)'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-4614216188644966510</id><published>2009-12-18T07:58:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T08:33:24.593+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='important message'/><title type='text'>Jauhilah bidaah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebelum Neeza meneruskan wordings seterusnya, perlu Neeza ingatkan bahawa isu ini mungkin sensitif bagi sesetengah orang. Kalau nak baca, baca. Kalau tak nak baca, takpe. Tujuan Neeza menulis adalah untuk melaksanakan tanggungjawab seorang muslim terhadap saudara muslimnya yang lain. Takut juga diakhirat esok, Neeza dipersoalkan diatas perkara yang Neeza tahu tapi tidak disampaikan pada orang lain. Semoga Allah memelihara setiap perkataan yang Neeza akan tuliskan nanti. InsyaAllah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramai yang tahu dan sedar bahawa hari ni dah masuk 2 Muharram. Semalam ialah 1 Muharram. Betul, semua orang tahu 1 Muharram menandakan masuknya bulan hijrah yang baru. Bila sebut hijrah, ramai yang tahu penghijrahan Nabi s.a.w dari kota mekah ke kota madinah dan ketika itulah tahun hijrah bermula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persoalannya, adakah disyariatkan untuk kita menyambutnya? Nabi pernah sambut tahun baru hijrah ke? Kalau Nabi pernah, pasti ada hadith atau sirah yang menceritakan tentang sambutan itu. Sekarang (mungkin agak lama dah kot) ada pulak doa awal tahun, doa akhir tahun. Siapa yang memulakan doa ni? Nabi s.a.w ke? Kalau nak berdoa, kenapa kena awal dan akhir tahun sahaja? Kita mintak ampun 2 kali dalam setahun sajakah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai muslim, asas ibadah kita berpandukan Al Quran dan Sunnah. Sekiranya sesuatu amalan yang kita buat tiada didalam Al Quran dan Sunnah, ianya dianggap ciptaan baru didalam agama/ibadah. Ciptaan baru ini juga disebut sebagai bidaah. Setiap amalan bidaah yang kita lakukan tanpa mengetahui ianya bukan dari Al Quran dan Sunnah, adalah tertolak. Kalau kita tahu ianya bukan dari Al Quran dan Sunnah tapi kita masih menganggapnya sebagai ibadah, maka kita dianggap berdosa dan setiap dosa bersamaan dengan api neraka. Nauzubillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agama kita dah complete. Kalau tak ada didalam Al Quran dan sunnah, maka ianya bukanlah ibadah. Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala berfirman:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Pada hari ini telah kusempurnakan untukmu agamamu, dan telah Kucukupkan kepadamu nikmatKu, dan telah ku ridhoi islam sebagai agamamu.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Al-Maidah: 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dibawah ini, Neeza sertakan beberapa lagi hadith dan ayat Al Quran tentang bahayanya bidaah. Semoga kita semua dilindungi Allah s.w.t daripada api neraka. Ameen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari Jabir bin Abdullah, Rasulullah bersabda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Sesungguhnya perkataan yang benar itu ialah kitab Allah dan sesungguhnya semulia-mulia petunjuk itu adalah petunjuk Muhammad dan seburuk-buruk perkara itu ialah yang diada-adakan dan setiap yang diada-adakan itu adalah bidaah dan setiap bidaah itu sesat dan setiap kesesatan itu adalah di dalam neraka.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H.R. Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari Aisyah ra. berkata: Nabi s.a.w bersabda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Barangsiapa yang melakukan suatu perbuatan yang bukan perintah kami, maka ia tertolak.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H.R. Bukhari]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Dan barangsiapa yang menyalahi Rasul itu sesudah jelas dan nyata baginya petunjuk dan mengikut orang-orang yang bukan jalan orang-orang yang beriman, nescaya Kami akan palingkan dia ke mana dia berpaling dan akan kami panggang dia di neraka Jahanam, padahal neraka itu sejelek-jelek tempat kembali.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[An-Nisa’:115]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Hai orang-orang yang beriman, janganlah kamu sekalian mendahului Allah dan Rasul-Nya dan takutlah kamu kepada Allah kerana sesungguhnya Allah itu Mendengar lagi Mengetahui.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Al-Hujurat:1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-4614216188644966510?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/4614216188644966510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=4614216188644966510' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4614216188644966510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4614216188644966510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/12/jauhilah-bidaah.html' title='Jauhilah bidaah..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-5244916609144310221</id><published>2009-12-11T06:27:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T08:03:10.210+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>No 'magic'... sorry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SyHSV20Oa2I/AAAAAAAADKk/mI-ROeMSTMk/s1600-h/magic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SyHSV20Oa2I/AAAAAAAADKk/mI-ROeMSTMk/s320/magic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413839500009696098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't sleep. I slept quite late last night and woke up almost every hour. I guess it was the maxwell house. Usually, I was okay after drinking even a few cups of coffee but not this time. The age may be. What I could take in the past is no longer could. The food too. I have to be more careful in choosing what to eat, which I think I've been neglecting them still ;). That's not what I want to write about. At least, not in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is magic? To me, magic is miracle. It would also mean something weird or unlikely to happen in a normal circumstances. Benda pelik-pelik yang tak biasa berlaku is magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past... dulu... and I think now is still the same kot.. heheh... I loooovvveeee to hear / listen / read about magic stories of people yang baru balik dari Mekah, haji lah especially. Cerita macam, 'tengah duduk kat depan kaabah, tetiba ada sorang pakcik tua tegur.. lepas tu dia hilang..' seronok sangat Neeza dengar. Memang ditunggu-tunggu cerita macam tu.. :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same thing bila Neeza balik dari Mekah baru ni. Ada yang tertunggu-tunggu cerita magic tu. Neeza pun puas fikir. Ada ke takde. Macam takde. Jadi, sorry lah to anyone yang expect cerita-cerita ajaib tu sebab I've got no story. Mungkin other friends ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau kita takde cerita magic, apa maknanya? Entahlah! Neeza pun tak tahu apa maknanya... Anyway, perlu ke ada cerita magic setiap kali orang balik dari Mekah? Kalau ada cerita best memang lah seronok. Macam ada sorang kawan Neeza dulu. Dia cerita husband dia kesejukan. Selepas solat, ada somebody bagi sejadah kat dia and sejadah tu betul2 macam shawl. Lebih kuranglah kot cerita tu. Neeza pun dah lupa banyak. Tu kalau magic yang best lah. Yang tak bestnya macam-macam jugak. Contohnya, sampai saja di Mekah, orang tu tak dapat tunaikan ibadah sebab dapat sakit mengejut yang tak disangka-sangka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like to 'give' interpretation pada magic stories ni. Pada yang sakit tu, mereka kata, "banyak sangat dosa lah tu.. sebab tu sakit dan tak dapat buat ibadah". Ada pula yang berkata, "nampak sangat ibadah tak diterima..". Bagi yang ada cerita menarik pulak, orang akan kata, "bertuah dia kan... Allah sayang dia tu..". Yang last tu Neeza suka dan memang sepatutnya kita cakap macam tu. Bagi statement 1st and 2nd tu, kalau boleh elakkanlah. Ini nasihat untuk diri sendiri tau. Jangan lah pulak ada yang terasa sebab ianya tak ditujukan kepada sesiapapun kecuali diri ini sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything happen to us, hanya Allah yang tahu sebab dan akibatnya. No one except him. Bagi yang mengata ni, mereka tak menambahkan dosa ataupun pahala sikitpun pada yang di kata. Errr.. mungkin mereka menambahkan pahala lah kot sebab setiap kali kita mengata orang, pahala kita akan dibagi pada orang yang dikata. Seronoknya kan :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perjalanan haji yang smooth dan tiada masalah besar tidak juga bermakna haji seseorang itu mabrur. Mabrur atau tidak, Allah yang tentukan. Kita hanya mampu berdoa kepada Allah agar haji kita mabrur. The final say is still on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa Neeza tulis semua ni? Sebab Neeza teringat masa dulu, Neeza takut untuk menunaikan rukun Islam kelima ni sebab takut akan dapat 'balasan cash' dari Allah di tanah suci. Ada orang kata, 'biarlah buat dosa puas-puas dulu... dah tua esok baru bertaubat. Baru pergi haji'. Memang ada. Tapi, berapa ramai yang kita tengok mati pada usia muda? Kalau kita baca news, rasanya lebih ramai yang meninggal di usia muda daripada di usia tua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau niat kita ikhlas, mohonlah doa kepada Allah, agar dipermudahkan perjalanan kita. Allah Maha Pengasih dan Penyayang. Yang tu setiap orang kena yakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teringat pulak cerita yang Neeza baca semalam di satu laman web. Ada sorang celebrity tu menangis sebab ada orang doakan dia jadi anjing depan kaabah (kisahnya, celebrity ni pergi menunaikan umrah). 'Bagusnya' orang yang mintak macam tu kan. At least celebrity tu dah pun jejakkan kaki di Baitullah. Kita yang dok mengata tu, ada ke peluang untuk kesana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sama-samalah kita ingat mengingati sesama Islam... InsyaAllah...&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/5112836239665095444-5244916609144310221?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/5244916609144310221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=5244916609144310221' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5244916609144310221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5244916609144310221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-magic-sorry.html' title='No &apos;magic&apos;... sorry!'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SyHSV20Oa2I/AAAAAAAADKk/mI-ROeMSTMk/s72-c/magic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-3473559681631277787</id><published>2009-12-09T13:34:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:05:53.996+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my health'/><title type='text'>Hari yang suram itu tiba jua...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Many times Neeza rasa guilty bila baca comment dari kawan-kawan blogger sebab dah lama Neeza tak menjenguk blog-blog kawan-kawan. Neeza lebih suka kalau pembaca jadi silent reader je. At least Neeza rasa takde orang baca blog Neeza. Masa memang tak banyak untuk Neeza lately. Mungkin sebab masa tu di spend ke tempat lain. Lagipun, masa untuk Neeza surfing internet sangat limited. Bila Sophea balik sekolah, dia pulak akan guna computer. Selalu ada homework dia kena surf internet. Kalau tak surf pun, kena buat power point dan yang sewaktu dengannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entry kali ni agak suram sebab tuan punya blog dalam keadaan yang bermuram durja. Alhamdulillah! Itu lah yang patutnya Neeza ucapkan. Tak baik mengeluh. Neeza patut think positive. Setiap kali Allah memberi sakit kepada kita, maka gugurlah dosa-dosa kita, kalau kita redha dengan sakit yang Allah bagi tu. Semoga Neeza redha. Semua tu Allah yang baca. Tak guna Neeza tulis panjang lebar untuk bagi tahu kat semua orang. Pointless sebenarnya. Apa yang ada dalam hati kita, hanya Allah yang judge sebab dia lah yang menentukan dosa pahala kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeza bersyukur sebab balik dari Mekah baru ni, Neeza sihat. Alhamdulillah. Bila start sekolah, Neeza attend classes, sampaikan ada kawan heran, kuat betul Neeza. Sesungguhnya, Neeza cumalah hamba Allah yang lemah. Sakit itu tiba jua, tak cepat, lambatlah.. heheh.. well, Neeza boleh lah kata, cuaca di Jubail ni sejuk sekarang. Sebab tu lah Neeza tak tahan. Hellooooo!!! no reasoning okay... kalau Allah nak bagi sakit, sakit juga. Kenapa orang lain takde masalah pun dengan cuaca. At least, tak semua. Ada orang okay je. Neeza tengok, ada kawan-kawan sekelas sangat sihat bila tiba winter ni. Subhanallah!! itulah kuasa Allah kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa yek? Bila badan sakit (muscle pain), nose blocking, kepala pening, barulah kita (me actually!) nak ingat Allah. Masa sihat, amat jarang kita ingat Allah. Masa sihat, kita tak perasan yang kita banyak dosa. Sebab tu lah kita tak sedar yang Allah juga menguji kita masa tu. Tak kiralah, masa sihat ke, masa sakit ke, semua tu ujian dari Allah sebenarnya. Semoga Neeza dan kawan-kawan Neeza tabah dalam menghadapi ujian Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Neeza bersyukur pada Allah sebab dikala Neeza sakit, anak-anak Neeza okay, Alhamdulillah. At least, hati Neeza happy bila tengok anak-anak Neeza riang gembira. Senyuman mereka boleh mengubat kesakitan yang Neeza rasa. Alhamdulillah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-3473559681631277787?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/3473559681631277787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=3473559681631277787' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/3473559681631277787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/3473559681631277787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/12/hari-yang-suram-itu-tiba-jua.html' title='Hari yang suram itu tiba jua...'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-7680090464021972019</id><published>2009-12-05T20:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:36:54.329+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Safar (travel)'/><title type='text'>Perjalanan itu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been 4 days that I came back from Tanah Suci. Alhamdulillah. Selesai sudah rukun Islam yang kelima. Ada hadith mengatakan, setiap jemaah haji yang diterima hajinya oleh Allah s.w.t akan pulang seolah-olah kembalinya seorang bayi yang baru lahir. Subhanallah! Seronoknya kalau Neeza berada dalam golongan itu. Of course, I'm praying for that and I think everyone is, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few friends are expecting my entry on this Hajj Trip. I've been thinking and wondering of what to write about it. Salah tulis takut timbul rasa riak pulak. Salah besar tu sebab riak adalah syirik kecil. Nauzubillah... Salah tulis jugak nanti akan membuka pekung didada pulak. Tak baik jugak tu ceritakan keaiban sendiri atau orang lain kepada orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided I'm just gonna write about the trip - perjalanan haji itu sendiri. At least, pada yang belum pergi, dapat lah membayangkan apa yang perlu dibuat, sebelum mereka secara fizikal berada di sana. InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Zulhijjah (23 November 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami bertolak ke Jeddah pada jam 10.30 malam. Ya, awal sikit dari orang lain. The reason - neeza pun tak tahu. Tak nak berebut dengan jemaah lain dari middle east kot. Tiba di Jeddah dah tengah malam (or, is it awal pagi? Dalam jam 12.30 malam kot). Lepas ambik baggage masing-masing, kami keluar dari airport. Bas dah berderet-deret tunggu. Kami dah di assign untuk naik mengikut number yang tertera di pas masing-masing. Perjalanan dari Jeddah ke Mekah agak smooth. Alhamdulillah. Mungkin sebab kami tiba awal dari orang lain jadi jalan tak sepadat yang dijangka. Ikut plan, memang dari Jeddah kami akan ke Masjidil Haram untuk Tawaf Qudum. Since kami tiba dah almost Fajar (Subuh), leader mohon kami solat subuh dulu. Selesai solat baru kami tawaf. Orang tersangatlah ramai di Masjidil Haram masa tu. Tapi sempat jugak ambik gambar tu.. Sabar je lah kan.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqR4S1RqzI/AAAAAAAADKc/SEdBTJ3ahXY/s1600-h/Haj+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqR4S1RqzI/AAAAAAAADKc/SEdBTJ3ahXY/s320/Haj+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411798298553068338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQzbGmqeI/AAAAAAAADKU/BYqBzaVQnf0/s1600-h/Haj+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQzbGmqeI/AAAAAAAADKU/BYqBzaVQnf0/s320/Haj+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411797115362257378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Zulhijjah (24 November 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leader bas kami dah bagi tahu untuk kembali ke bas masing-masing at 9.00 pagi. Ok lah kot sebab kami tiba di Masjidil Haram pada jam 4.30 pagi. Alhamdulillah, ramai yang mengikut jadual. Ada juga yang tak. Mungkin sebab mereka bawa anak dan orang tua. Kesian jugak mereka ni. Bila bas dah penuh, kami bergerak ke Mina - destinasi yang ditunggu-tunggu. Masing-masing tak sabar nak berehat. Al-Hamra package kali ni hanya ada 1 tempat penginapan - Mina. Almost tengahari kami tiba di khemah kami. Perut masing-masing pun dah menyanyi. Tak sabar nak makan. Sekali tengok buffet, almost empty! Bila tanya orang jaga buffet, rupanya lunch belum serve pun. Food yang nak habis tu breakfast rupanya. Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami berehat di sofa bed masing-masing. Ada yang mandi, ada yang tidur. Basically on the 7th Zulhijjah, memang takde aktiviti specific. Apa yang kami perlu buat ialah qasar kan solat 4 waktu. Selebihnya terpulang to individual. Nak ngaji ke, nak berzikir ke, nak borak-borak pun boleh - nobody cared. But, He is watching :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Zulhijjah (Hari Tarwiyah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramai jemaah haji lain tiba di khemah kami. Mungkin yang datang dari Mekah. Package kami ni inclusive 1 Saudi Arabia. They come from all parts of Saudi. Kalau dari Mekah and kawasan sekitar, mereka takdelah datang naik flight kan ehemm... Khemah hampir penuh. Melayu dalam khemah kami cuma 5 orang. Yang lain tu bermacam-macam bangsa. Seronok jugak sebab dapat tambah kawan. Neighbor sofa bed Neeza - belah kanan, Nor (Malaysia) dan belah kanan Hadeyah (Saudi). Hadeyah ni student JUC. Seronok dengar dia susah payah nak speak English. Dia pun fun agaknya tengok Neeza susah payah nak speak broken arabic ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami masih qasar solat 4 waktu. Kadang-kadang berjemaah, kadang tak. Tempat perempuan, takde dedicated surau. Jadi, some of us cuma lipat sofa bed or cari empty spaces kalau nak solat jemaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Zulhijjah (Hari Arafah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah masuk 9 Zulhijjah, dekat-dekat tengah malam, kami bergerak ke Arafah. Sebenarnya ramai antara kami agak suspense sebab daripada pengalaman orang-orang yang pernah join package ni, kata mereka bersiap sedialah duduk dalam 2 @ 3 jam dalam bas disebabkan kesesakan lalu lintas. Memang some of us dah prepare for the worst pun. Tapi, kami tiba awal sikit. Banyak faktor rasanya. Khemah kami antara yang terdepan. Jadi, kami tak perlu tunggu lama. Since kami tiba sangat pagi, ramai yang tidur dulu sebelum masuk Subuh. Everyone was given a sleeping bag. Kami beramai-ramai tidur dibawah satu khemah. Ooopss! Lelaki khemah lain la. Mana boleh campur :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Padang Arafah, kami solat jamak dan qasar. Aktiviti lain ialah berdoa, mengaji dan berzikir - again, it was realy up to individual. No one cares except Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebaik saja masuk waktu maghrib, kami bergerak ke Muzdalifah untuk mabit (bermalam). Kami tak solat di Arafah sebab memang ikut sunnah, solat tu dibuat di Muzdalifah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQy-Ou_eI/AAAAAAAADKM/W6i914KE6Ak/s1600-h/Haj+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQy-Ou_eI/AAAAAAAADKM/W6i914KE6Ak/s320/Haj+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411797107611729378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQyoOnszI/AAAAAAAADKE/xsDWMPUKRs4/s1600-h/Haj+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQyoOnszI/AAAAAAAADKE/xsDWMPUKRs4/s320/Haj+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411797101705671474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Zulhijjah (Hari Raya Aidil Adha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami tiba di Muzdalifah dan organizer mencari tempat untuk bas kami yang banyak tu untuk park. Bas mengepung tempat kami bermalam. Takde khemah disini. Kami tidur dibawah awan, bulan dan bintang. Cuma ada carpet dibentang dan ada kepungan bagi wanita. Yang lelaki ada yang ada carpet, ada yang takde. Mereka sangat menjaga wanita. Alhamdulillah. Kami melelapkan mata dalam 2 jam. Kalau ikut sunnah, para wanita dan anak-anak kecil, boleh meninggalkan Muzdalifah sebelum masuk Subuh. Lelaki perlu tunggu sampai terbit Fajar. Tapi, since kami ni sharing bus, kena lah bergerak sekaligus. Jam 12 malam kami bergerak ke Mina. Jalan agak jam tapi tak menjadi masalah sangat sebab Neeza tidur. Kalau dah tidur, tak perasan sangat masa berjalan kan :). Kami tiba di Mina pada jam 2 pagi. Awal lagi sebab Subuh masuk jam 5.20 pagi. Jadi, ada yang sambung tidur, ada yang beribadah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siangnya, selepas subuh kami bersiap-sedia untuk melontar Jamratul Aqabah. Ada yang dah pergi sebaik tiba dari Muzdalifah. Tapi, kami tak nak rush sangat. Ramai orang melontar tapi keadaan under control sebab sekarang dah ada 5 tingkat untuk melontar. Jemaah yang datang dari arah berlainan, automatically akan pergi ke tingkat yang dah didedicated untuk laluan tu. Ramai askar menjaga kat tempat melontar jamrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik dari melontar jamratul Aqabah, kami potong rambut. Alhamdulillah. Tahalul Awal lah kami. Tinggal tawaf ifadhah saja belum buat. Ada yang terus pergi ke Mekah. Bas tak bawak kami lagi untuk tawaf ifadhah. Kalau ikut jadual, organizer mintak combine tawaf ifadhah dengan tawaf wada'. Tapi, ramai antara kami yang mohon untuk ada special trip pada keesokan harinya (Hari Tasyrik pertama). Organizer setuju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQyXg9v8I/AAAAAAAADJ8/RkniA6WCJxw/s1600-h/Haj+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQyXg9v8I/AAAAAAAADJ8/RkniA6WCJxw/s320/Haj+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411797097219211202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQyCQtCbI/AAAAAAAADJ0/ntEbyaBeLno/s1600-h/Haj+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQyCQtCbI/AAAAAAAADJ0/ntEbyaBeLno/s320/Haj+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411797091513862578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQL5alilI/AAAAAAAADJs/lKNnyDfF5jg/s1600-h/Haj+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQL5alilI/AAAAAAAADJs/lKNnyDfF5jg/s320/Haj+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411796436304366162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Zulhijjah (Hari Tasyrik Pertama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramai antara kami yang ikut trip beberapa buah bas untuk ke Masjidil Haram bagi Tawaf Ifadhah. Kami bergerak pagi. Tiba di Al Haram jam 9 pagi, kami terus tawaf ifadhah di tingkat 1 sebab orang sesak di ground floor. Selesai tawaf, sedang elok nak masuk waktu zohor. Kami solat dulu. Selepas itu, kami terus naik bas yang dah tunggu dibawah (dekat terowong). Kami tak plan untuk melontar jamrah selepas tawaf ifadhah at first. Tapi, since bas lalu ikut jamrah, kami pun turun. Lagipun, masing-masing dah bawak batu untuk melontar. Kami melontar ketiga-tiga jamrah ditingkat atas sekali. Orang ramai tapi tak bersesak sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selesai melontar, kami turun escalator dan jalan kaki balik ke khemah semula. Bas takdelah tunggu sebab ada orang dalam bas yang tak turun pun untuk melontar. Lagipun jarak antara jamrah dengan khemah kami cuma dalam 1.5km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis tawaf ifadhah bermakna kami bukan dalam ihram lagi, completely. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQLqBL6KI/AAAAAAAADJk/GYC4bpL9LuQ/s1600-h/Haj+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQLqBL6KI/AAAAAAAADJk/GYC4bpL9LuQ/s320/Haj+8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411796432171296930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQLUm5nGI/AAAAAAAADJc/-IRH8mwTkww/s1600-h/Haj+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQLUm5nGI/AAAAAAAADJc/-IRH8mwTkww/s320/Haj+9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411796426423901282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQLEXXsZI/AAAAAAAADJU/aNSn9QwfJA0/s1600-h/Haj+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQLEXXsZI/AAAAAAAADJU/aNSn9QwfJA0/s320/Haj+10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411796422063796626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 Zulhijjah (Hari Tasyrik Kedua)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aktiviti utama ialah melontar ketiga-tiga jamrah. Kami pergi melontar selepas Asar. Askar masih ramai meronda. Orang pun ramai sebab ada yang nak nafar awal - mereka akan tinggalkan mina pada hari tasyrik kedua. Helicopter pun banyak di ruang angkasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di khemah kami pun ada yang leave early. Mereka balik keluar dari Mina jadi mereka tak akan melontar pada hari tasyrik ketiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 Zulhijjah (Hari Tasyrik Ketiga)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini adalah hari terakhir kami di Mina. Ini juga bermakna inilah hari terakhir kami melontar. That would also mean, it's time for us to go home. Terasa sayu juga. At the same time we're happy because we're getting closer to our beloved ones at home, our kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melontar di hari ketiga sangat berbeza sebab keadaan jalan raya sangat lengang. Lengang dengan orang tapi banyak lah pulak kenderaan lalu lalang. Kami melontar ditingkat bawah sekali. Saje je sebenarnya. Nak rasa melontar di different level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bags semua dah masuk bas. Awal betul diorang ni suruh simpan bag. Tak nak kelam kabut agaknya. Bagus jugak. Proactive :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas Isyak, kami bergerak ke Masjidil Haram untuk Tawaf Wada'. Kami diberi masa sampai jam 2 pagi di Masjidil Haram. Orang masih ramai rupanya. Mereka pun nak tawaf wada' sama macam kami agaknya. Meriah malam tak terasa macam dah tengah malam. Kami bertolah dari Mekah ke Jeddah pada jam 2 pagi. Flight kami sebenarnya jam 8.30 pagi keesokan harinya tapi perjalanan dibuat awal sebab tak nak trap dalam jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQK5zsW6I/AAAAAAAADJM/GK3x6tnIZaM/s1600-h/Haj+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqQK5zsW6I/AAAAAAAADJM/GK3x6tnIZaM/s320/Haj+11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411796419229801378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah check in bag, sedang elok masuk subuh. Jadi, kami ke surau untuk solat subuh. Selepas itu, aktiviti bebas - melepak di atas kerusi sambil tunggu masa naik flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami tiba di Dammam pada jam 11 pagi. Tak lama lepas itu, bas Al Jabar Compound datang menjemput kami. Kami tiba di Jubail lebih kurang jam 1 tengahari. Alhamdulillah. Seronok dapat jumpa anak-anak tersayang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perasaan Neeza? Bersyukur sebab dah selesai ibadah wajib ini. Neeza tak nafikan, ada orang suka untuk menilai sama ada haji seseorang itu mabrur ataupun tidak. Neeza pun macam tu dulu. Sebenarnya, mabrur atau tidak, Allah yang menentukan. Lagipun bukan kita yang bagi pahala atau dosa. Allah yang Maha Berkuasa diatas segala-galanya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-7680090464021972019?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/7680090464021972019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=7680090464021972019' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7680090464021972019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7680090464021972019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/12/perjalanan-itu.html' title='Perjalanan itu..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SxqR4S1RqzI/AAAAAAAADKc/SEdBTJ3ahXY/s72-c/Haj+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-5819624072341640839</id><published>2009-12-04T10:06:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T10:49:58.845+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>5 tahun penuh makna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sxi-uxv0o-I/AAAAAAAADJE/URJk_nTbkqI/s1600-h/qawiem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sxi-uxv0o-I/AAAAAAAADJE/URJk_nTbkqI/s320/qawiem.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411284663122830306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Danish Qawiem Bin Azman dilahirkan pada 4 Disember 2004. Qawiem ialah cucu sulung lelaki Ayah dan Ma. Hari ini umur Qawiem genap 5 tahun mengikut calendar Masehi. Qawiem panggil Neeza, Ummi - sama macam anak-anak Neeza panggil Neeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear Qawiem, doa Ummi agar hidup Qawiem sentiasa berada dibawah keberkatan Allah s.w.t. Ummi doakan juga Qawiem menjadi anak soleh yang sentiasa menggembirakan Ibu dan Daddy, juga Ummi dan Abah, Atok dan Opah. Semoga cerah masa depan Qawiem dan semoga Qawiem selalu bahagia didunia dan akhirat...&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/5112836239665095444-5819624072341640839?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/5819624072341640839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=5819624072341640839' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5819624072341640839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5819624072341640839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/12/5-tahun-penuh-makna.html' title='5 tahun penuh makna'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sxi-uxv0o-I/AAAAAAAADJE/URJk_nTbkqI/s72-c/qawiem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-6489600211229750404</id><published>2009-11-21T09:44:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T09:57:55.777+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Safar (travel)'/><title type='text'>Permudahkan lah urusan kami Ya Allah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;InsyaAllah, tinggal 2 hari lagi, kami akan berangkat ke tanah suci untuk mengerjakan ibadah haji. Semoga Allah permudahkan segala urusan kami didalam menjalankan ibadah ini. Semoga Allah memelihara anak-anak kami yang ditinggalkan di Jubail bersama sahabat-sahabat kami yang berhati mulia. Terima kasih sahabat. Hanya Allah yang dapat membalas budi kalian setimpalnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada rakan-rakan blog yang membaca blog Neeza (tak kiralah pembaca tegar atau tak tegar), Neeza mohon maaf atas segala kesalahan sekiranya ada. Tak kiralah kesalahan besar ataupun kecil. Neeza tahu, mungkin ada yang kecil hati sebab Neeza tak jenguk pun blog mereka. Masa Neeza sekarang sangat kurang. Neeza tak boleh duduk lama depan laptop untuk membaca entry-entry menarik tu. InsyaAllah, kalau keadaan mengizinkan, Neeza akan jenguk lama blog kawan-kawan nanti. Halalkanlah juga makan minum sekiranya ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeza bukan maksum. Neeza banyak berbuat kesalahan. Maafkanlah Neeza dengan hati yang tulus ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeza ada belajar, ada satu golongan yang akan 'bankcrupt' apabila tiba di akhirat esok. Mereka ialah golongan yang banyak amalannya kepada Allah tetapi tidak menjaga hubungannya sesama manusia. Mereka mungkin ada menyakitkan hati sesama manusia lain, mengata dan mengutuk atau mungkin juga berhutang dengan mereka. Jadi, pahala-pahala amalan mereka akan diberikan kepada manusia lain berkenaan. Neeza tak nak termasuk dalam golongan itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perjalanan haji satu perjalanan yang berat. Kita tak tahu apa akan terjadi kepada kita. Sebelum Allah 'menjemput' Neeza secara rasmi, Neeza seboleh-bolehnya ingin menjernihkan semua kekeruhan sesama manusia sekirannya ada. Ampunkan aku Ya Allah. Maafkan lah Neeza ya kawan-kawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doakanlah perjalanan Neeza, suami neeza dan kawan-kawan Neeza yang lain dari sini dan juga semua jemaah haji dari mana juga tahun ni lancar dan selamat. Doakanlah kami beroleh haji mabrur. Ameen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labbaikallahummalabbaik!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-6489600211229750404?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/6489600211229750404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=6489600211229750404' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6489600211229750404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6489600211229750404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/11/permudahkan-lah-urusan-kami-ya-allah.html' title='Permudahkan lah urusan kami Ya Allah..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-131121315039833079</id><published>2009-11-19T06:13:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T06:35:43.911+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new born'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>A new member of Ramli's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SwS8uHvAVzI/AAAAAAAADI8/0Njv2XsohKQ/s1600/birthday-cake2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SwS8uHvAVzI/AAAAAAAADI8/0Njv2XsohKQ/s320/birthday-cake2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405652953287644978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdulillah, Neeza baru dapat message dari Fairuz (adik lelaki number 2) yang isterinya selamat melahirkan seorang baby girl pada jam 10.52 pagi tadi. Mabruk Ya Fairuz dan Lin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini bermakna, bertambah seorang lagi cucu En Ramli Musa :). Ini merupakan cucu ke 8 dan cucu perempuan ke 6 untuk En Ramli dan Puan Normah. Alhamdulillah... ramai perempuan bermakna ramailah tukang masak Opah! hehehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini juga bermakna bertambahlah sorang lagi ahli keluarga kami yang lahir pada bulan November (perasan tak entry November Neeza? penuh dengan birthday wish ajeeee :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh! kejap.. hari ni kan birthday someone juga. Birthday sape ek? errrrr..... eh! birthday Neeza la (hahahaha!!! buat-buat lupa la kononnnn.. :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby girl of Lin and Fairuz share the same birthday dengan Neeza... 19 November! Seronottttt rasanya :). Alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doa Neeza - Ya Allah, selamatkan kami selalu. Tempatkanlah kami didalam syurgaMu. Jauhilah kami dari azab kubur dan azab api neraku. Jauhilah kami daripada fitnah manusia. Jauhilah kami daripada fitnah dajjal. Permudahkanlah segala pekerjaan kami Ya Allah. Bahagiakanlah hidup kami dan murahkanlah rezeki kami. Lindungilah kami dan masukkanlah kami didalam golongan orang-orang yang engkau cintai... Ameen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-131121315039833079?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/131121315039833079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=131121315039833079' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/131121315039833079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/131121315039833079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-member-of-ramlis.html' title='A new member of Ramli&apos;s'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SwS8uHvAVzI/AAAAAAAADI8/0Njv2XsohKQ/s72-c/birthday-cake2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-3047671632822870451</id><published>2009-11-16T11:55:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T12:18:32.495+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Kakok, nak kek!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy Birthday to you.. Happy Birthday to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kakokkkkkk.... balik shini...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afir lah datang sini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eh.. tak boleh.. arab jauh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeza tahu dia malu lah tu bila Neeza nyanyi Happy Birthday untuk dia di telefon tadi. Terus tukar topic. Tak habis-habis dia mintak Neeza balik sana. Bila suruh dia datang, tau pulak dia arab ni jauh.. Macamlah kalau Neeza balik, jadi dekat. Afir... Afir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakok sibuk lah Afir. Balik sekolah baru sempat nak buat entry ni. Tapi takpe. Afir tak marah kan :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni genap umur Afir (Mohd Firdauz) 23 tahun. Kalau remaja lain, tentu dah kemana-mana dah. Mungkin ada yang dah kerja dan tinggal sendiri. Tapi since Afir ni anak istimewa dan adik istimewa Neeza dan adik-adik, dia masih tinggal dengan Ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali birthday Adik (Afir) - well, tak birthday pun sama jugak... Afir mesti mintak cake. Dia suka cake especially cake yang ada chocolate rice. Kadang-kadang, kalau order cake, kami purposely suruh letak chocolate rice lebih-lebih sikit kat tepi, kat atas. Selalu jugak Afir akan makan bahagian yang ada chocolate rice tu saja.. hehe.. ngelat kan. Tapi takpelah. Anything will do for you Afir :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakak doakan hidup Afir selalu bahagia disamping orang-orang yang menyayangi Afir. Kakak juga berharap agar tiada lagi orang yang suka mempersendakan dan main-mainkan Afir. Kalau mereka tu sengaja, semoga mereka mendapat petunjuk dari Allah. Yang pasti, Kakak harap Afir akan sentiasa menjadi penghibur untuk Ayah, Ma, Kakak dan semua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SwEYVCd9ABI/AAAAAAAADI0/SAk6z4YJVvU/s1600/birthday+ayah+su+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404627777540128786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SwEYVCd9ABI/AAAAAAAADI0/SAk6z4YJVvU/s320/birthday+ayah+su+3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SwEYUwVCQXI/AAAAAAAADIs/Q-7Xx5UeauQ/s1600/birthday+ayah+su+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404627772670886258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SwEYUwVCQXI/AAAAAAAADIs/Q-7Xx5UeauQ/s320/birthday+ayah+su+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SwEYUp07I-I/AAAAAAAADIk/BIsSrepI9Mo/s1600/birthday+ayah+su+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404627770925589474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SwEYUp07I-I/AAAAAAAADIk/BIsSrepI9Mo/s320/birthday+ayah+su+1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-3047671632822870451?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/3047671632822870451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=3047671632822870451' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/3047671632822870451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/3047671632822870451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/11/kakok-nak-kek.html' title='Kakok, nak kek!'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SwEYVCd9ABI/AAAAAAAADI0/SAk6z4YJVvU/s72-c/birthday+ayah+su+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-2116250074499884036</id><published>2009-11-12T00:01:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:01:00.097+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Your life has just begun?? ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life begins at 40, then, you're just born ;). Selamat lahir ke dunia yang penuh dugaan ini my dear :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doa Neeza untuk Abang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah yang Maha pengasih yang Maha penyayang, yang Maha pemurah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cahayailah hidup Abang dengan keberkatanMu setiap waktu, setiap masa dan di mana saja Abang berada. Semoga Abang menjadi seorang suami yang soleh dan bapa yang beriman serta bertanggungjawab untuk Neeza dan anak-anak. Tak lupa juga, semoga kebahagiaan sentiasa menjadi milik Abang, dunia dan akhirat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga hari-hari mendatang yang bakal Abang tempuhi akan dapat Abang lalui dengan tabah dan penuh ketenangan dari Allah s.w.t...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Svq7MXWFhnI/AAAAAAAADIc/PWEZMmXiVCI/s1600-h/birthday+abang.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Svq7MXWFhnI/AAAAAAAADIc/PWEZMmXiVCI/s320/birthday+abang.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402836524083807858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-2116250074499884036?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/2116250074499884036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=2116250074499884036' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2116250074499884036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2116250074499884036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-life-has-just-begun.html' title='Your life has just begun?? ;)'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Svq7MXWFhnI/AAAAAAAADIc/PWEZMmXiVCI/s72-c/birthday+abang.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-4563010446297532132</id><published>2009-11-03T06:26:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:37:55.253+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Ya Allah, lindungilah dan kasihilah dia selalu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni umur Ma genap 58 tahun. Tapi itu tak lah penting sangat. Apa lah ada pada umur. Yang penting ialah macam mana kita menggunakan umur tersebut. Tapi bagi kami semua, hari ni ialah hari istimewa sebab tanpa Ma, tiadalah kami semua. Memang 3 November menjadi tarikh yang selalu kami ingati. Walaupun anak sulung Ma ni berada jauh dimata, di hati Ja Ma selalu bertahta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doa Ja untuk Ma, semoga Allah berkati hidup Ma selalu. Semoga Ma sentiasa bahagia dan semoga Allah jauhkan duka walaupun sedikit untuk Ma. Ya Allah, panjanglah umur Ma supaya Ma dapat menyiapkan diri dengan lebih sempurna untuk hidup yang lebih bahagia disana. Ameen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami semua sayang Ma....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Su-lBm4Ti7I/AAAAAAAADIU/5Y0J49jHiFQ/s1600-h/happy+mother%27s+day+ma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Su-lBm4Ti7I/AAAAAAAADIU/5Y0J49jHiFQ/s320/happy+mother%27s+day+ma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399715925275675570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja letak gambar Ma pegang Ja masa kecil sebab Ja nak Ma selalu rasa muda sebab Ma memang sentiasa muda dihati Ja. Dan Ja pun nak selalu rasa macam your little baby girl yang selalu dimanja ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-4563010446297532132?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/4563010446297532132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=4563010446297532132' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4563010446297532132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4563010446297532132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/11/ya-allah-lindungilah-dan-kasihilah-dia.html' title='Ya Allah, lindungilah dan kasihilah dia selalu...'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Su-lBm4Ti7I/AAAAAAAADIU/5Y0J49jHiFQ/s72-c/happy+mother%27s+day+ma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-2681157493298138707</id><published>2009-10-24T00:01:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T00:01:00.257+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>A decade ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were smiles&lt;br /&gt;There were laughter&lt;br /&gt;There were joy&lt;br /&gt;There were blessed&lt;br /&gt;There were cheers&lt;br /&gt;There were happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were sorrow&lt;br /&gt;There were misery&lt;br /&gt;There were depress&lt;br /&gt;There were heartbroken&lt;br /&gt;There were pain&lt;br /&gt;There were tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all, there were you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU... complete me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 10th Anniversary to another half of me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May our love get stronger each day goes by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SuHlGTiE99I/AAAAAAAADIE/P8uJC_C-R2A/s1600-h/10th+year.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395845725051746258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SuHlGTiE99I/AAAAAAAADIE/P8uJC_C-R2A/s320/10th+year.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to be two&lt;br /&gt;Now, we are six&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Happy 32nd birthday to my dearest sister who are now in Kuala Kubu Baru. May Allah grant all your wishes and may happiness be with you till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SuHooS1s7RI/AAAAAAAADIM/CmDtOH0fIWE/s1600-h/bada+32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SuHooS1s7RI/AAAAAAAADIM/CmDtOH0fIWE/s320/bada+32.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395849607516056850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-2681157493298138707?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/2681157493298138707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=2681157493298138707' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2681157493298138707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2681157493298138707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/10/decade-ago.html' title='A decade ago...'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SuHlGTiE99I/AAAAAAAADIE/P8uJC_C-R2A/s72-c/10th+year.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-784172052299589024</id><published>2009-10-22T20:22:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:23:28.575+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my kids'/><title type='text'>A heart of a mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SuCUHBj_mmI/AAAAAAAADH8/_B7iv2B9-oE/s1600-h/share.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395475201989253730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SuCUHBj_mmI/AAAAAAAADH8/_B7iv2B9-oE/s320/share.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my friends know the fact that I breastfeed to 2 toddlers - 2 1/2 years and 8 months. A few of them told me to put a stop for Shahmey (2 1/2 years). I tried but I failed. I know I wasn't diligent enough in doing it. Of course, I could give several reasons for not being able to deter Shahmey from breastfeeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few ways suggested but none seems to be appropriate as Summeyah is breastfeeding at the same time. A friend told me, after the age of 2 years, the milk become poisonous (gives harm) to my kid. Frankly, I don't know the truth of it. Is there any Quranic verse of even hadith about it? If there is, I'll be more persistent in stopping Shahmey then. I don't want to give something bad to my child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in my heart, I have an intention to discontinue Shahmey but a heart of a mom says NO. Last night, Shahmey was breastfeeding and at the same time Sumeyyah was crying. I guess she required extra attention (kinda no sharing please!!!). I had to bring Shahmey to his own room. I could hear his loud crying "Nak Ummi!!!" for some moment. A guilty concious overwhelmed myself. As soon as Summeyyah fell asleep, I rushed to the kids' room. I opened the door and asked Shahmey to come with me. He was so excited when I held him and brought him to my room. He quietly told me, "Ami tak nak tidur bibik... Ami nak Ummi..". I cried deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have to be strong but dealing with the situation that I went through last night didn't make me any stronger. I am a weak mom. Am I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-784172052299589024?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/784172052299589024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=784172052299589024' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/784172052299589024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/784172052299589024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/10/heart-of-mom.html' title='A heart of a mom'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SuCUHBj_mmI/AAAAAAAADH8/_B7iv2B9-oE/s72-c/share.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-939773898675076017</id><published>2009-10-19T14:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:34:00.529+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Safar (travel)'/><title type='text'>Our 2nd visit to Bahrain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd visit dan bukannya vacation? Ya, sebab kami duduk dalam bilik most of the time. Macam tu lah kira-kiranya bila kita mengikut orang pergi training. Nak keluar sendiri malas. Apa tak malasnya... nak hangkut 4 kanak-kanak riang sorang-sorang? Adehh!! Kami cuma keluar bila Abang habis training session for the day. Dapat lah jenjalan ke mall.. Nak pergi tempat lain macam takde mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesampai je kami di Bahrain on the 1st day tu, mesti project mencari tempat tinggal. Dapatlah 1 hotel ni yang betul-betul di tengah bandar. Okaylah kot. Tempat training pun kat belakang hotel tu je. Badan semua dah penat. Jadi, kami tak keluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2nd day, Ummi kena paksa anak-anak buat homework. It was not exactly homework. Budak-budak ni virtual schooling. The kingdom announced semua sekolah kena tutup sampai 16 Oct disebabkan kes h1n1. Walaupun takde yang kena disekolah, kena tutup jugak. A precaution! Walaupun macam best sebab tak payah sekolah, tapi diorang dapat tons of assignment kena buat dirumah. Yang jadi temporary teacher ialah mak masing-masing lah. Penat jugak lah nak menjerit.. "Kakak! Coan! masuk buat homework!!!! Jangan main kat luar!!!!" Imagine je lah ya bila singa mengamuk huhuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam tu, kami keluar ke mall berdekatan. Nak cari swimming attire untuk budak-budak. Ummi lupa bawak.. full stop! Tak jumpa yang bersesuaian pulak. Perut pun dah lapar. Makan dulu. Then continue kat mall lain. Jumpalah tapi tak lah yang berkenan di mata Ummi. Tapi boleh lah daripada takde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, seperti hari-hari siang sebelumnya melepak dibilik lagi. Pagi-pagi memang lah turun breakfast sambil berlari berkejaran dengan Shahmey yang suka kesana sini. Lepas breakfast, naik dan anak-anak buat homework &lt;del&gt;dan Ummi pula bukak fb&lt;/del&gt;. Petang, Abah balik. Naik roof top sebab mereka nak swimming. Kata je swimming. Sebenarnya main air. Ummi dan Meyyah duduk saja. Tak kuasa lah nak masuk dalam tu. Malamnya, kami keluar lagi. Kali ni mencari kedai siam rachanee. Dengan guidance dari kawan-kawan dan map bahrain, jumpalah kedai tu. Alhamdulillah. Cuma yang tak bestnya, daun kesum yang memang dicari cuma ada 2 bungkus aje. Napelah diorang tak letak banyak sikit kan. Dah lah datang Bahrain setahun tak sekali pun. Benda-benda lain sama saja di kedai siam kat khobar. Harga pun lebih kurang. Cuma tempe dia mahal. Di khobar cuma 6 riyal. Di rachanee 800 fil=8 riyal. Kami tak beli pun. Lepas tu, kami pergi Lulu hypermarket. Ramainya kaum 1ndia... Rasa macam berada di Mumbai pulak hehee.. (macam pernah pergi pun :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was our last day. Abang habis awal sikit. Jadi, kami pergi ronda mall dulu. Pergi bahrain mall. Kat situ ada carrefour. Takde benda yang menarik pun melainkan cili sos yang harganya lebih murah dari Lulu hypermarket. So, sesapa yang nak beli cili sos maggie, sila beli di carrefour... :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu kami bertolak balik. Singgah makan open block (open house) di Dakheel Mahdood. Alhamdulillah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.. gambar banyak gambar dalam hotel room saja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/StsAd_8yKjI/AAAAAAAADH0/Ah2QmVVr66k/s1600-h/bahrain+trip+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/StsAd_8yKjI/AAAAAAAADH0/Ah2QmVVr66k/s320/bahrain+trip+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393905494088886834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/StsAdR-cPaI/AAAAAAAADHs/g2zlPSDr7i0/s1600-h/bahrain+trip+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/StsAdR-cPaI/AAAAAAAADHs/g2zlPSDr7i0/s320/bahrain+trip+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393905481747807650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/StsAdH0u5WI/AAAAAAAADHk/iFRa-8TtsAE/s1600-h/bahrain+trip+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/StsAdH0u5WI/AAAAAAAADHk/iFRa-8TtsAE/s320/bahrain+trip+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393905479022732642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/StsAc_shfWI/AAAAAAAADHc/wg7ggX1Qj48/s1600-h/bahrain+trip+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/StsAc_shfWI/AAAAAAAADHc/wg7ggX1Qj48/s320/bahrain+trip+4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393905476840815970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Str_fWUetjI/AAAAAAAADHU/7N5U38LPD3A/s1600-h/bahrain+trip+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Str_fWUetjI/AAAAAAAADHU/7N5U38LPD3A/s320/bahrain+trip+5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393904417762096690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Str_fMkTXOI/AAAAAAAADHM/OkVbCgXc4rE/s1600-h/bahrain+trip+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Str-fKmgBPI/AAAAAAAADFs/w71gFffwxOA/s320/bahrain+trip+19.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393903315104826610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Str-e8MtgEI/AAAAAAAADFk/WOhtElpYjv4/s1600-h/bahrain+trip+18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Str-e8MtgEI/AAAAAAAADFk/WOhtElpYjv4/s320/bahrain+trip+18.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393903311238561858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-939773898675076017?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/939773898675076017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=939773898675076017' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/939773898675076017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/939773898675076017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-2nd-visit-to-bahrain.html' title='Our 2nd visit to Bahrain'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/StsAd_8yKjI/AAAAAAAADH0/Ah2QmVVr66k/s72-c/bahrain+trip+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-7648994542057684996</id><published>2009-10-18T13:00:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T13:31:54.086+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Buat baik dibalas baik.... ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Nampaknya dah 3 days in a row Neeza update blog hari-hari. Ada improvement ni. Actually, I've tons of things in my mind. Cuma tunggu masa saja nak keluar. Kalau takde orang nak diceritakan, disinilah tempatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengah masak tadi, Neeza teringat beberapa benda yang Neeza baca lately. Tak kiralah di fb ke, di blog ke or even online news. Kisah anak dan ibu. Hubungan antara anak dan ibu. Ada ibu buang anak - letak atas kereta, kat masjid dan tempat-tempat orang ramai. Dia mungkin sayang anak tu tapi dia tak dapat nak jaga. Wallahualam. Kita tak tahu kenapa dia buat macam tu. Biarlah Allah saja yang menghukum kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada juga kisah anak yang derhaka pada ibu sendiri. Di blog seorang kawan cyber Neeza, Kak Cik Milah, ada cerita tentang office mate dia yang marahkan maknya pasal sesuatu. Nasib juga kawan Kak Cik tu dapat kawan macam dia. Keadaan yang keruh nampaknya jernih kembali. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila cerita pasal hubungan anak dan mak ni, ada antara kita yang mempunyai kisah tak menarik sewaktu dulu. Kisah yang tak menarik disini mungkin kisah anak-anak tak dijaga dengan sempurna oleh ibu masing-masing. Mungkin juga ibu masing-masing selalu marah, pukul atau yang sewaktu dengannya. Jadi, bila anak-anak ni membesar, mereka menyimpan perasaan marah atau mungkin lebih teruk lagi dendam pada ibu tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soalan - wajarkah? Disebabkan ibu tidak melayan dengan baik, dia tidak perlu melayan siibu dengan baik. Siapakah kita untuk tentukan layanan ibu kita perlu tip top? Sebelum Neeza meneruskan ayat-ayat seterusnya, Neeza kena declare yang Neeza menulis untuk diri Neeza sendiri. Peringatan ini adalah untuk diri yang lagha ini. Nobody's perfect. Me too. Neeza pernah melukakan hati Ma... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ampunkan Ja Ma. Mungkin Ma tak baca blog Ja tapi Ja nak mulai dari sekarang, Ma selalu berbangga mempunyai anak bernama Ja ni... InsyaAllah, Ja tak akan buat Ma bersedih lagi seperti yang pernah Ja buat suatu ketika dulu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada anak yang mengharapkan ibunya tatkala susah saja. Ibu diperlukan untuk menjaga anak. Tapi bila ibu tersilap sikit dalam menguruskan anak, tengking herdik yang dibalas. Nauzubillah... Ada anak yang menggunakan ibunya untuk memasak dirumah disebabkan anak itu bekerja. Bila ibu nampaknya menggunakan lebih sikit bahan dapur, ibu dimarah sebab tak pandai berjimat cermat. Nauzubillah... Kadang-kadang ibu masak didapur kita yang bersih lagi suci (kononnya la). Dapur ibu dikampung tak lah sebersih dan secantik dapur kita. Jadi, ibu takdelah nak mengilatkan semula dapur kita. Anak pun buat muka masam mencuci dapurnya sambil mengomel-ngomel. Kecik hati siibu. Tapi, siibu tak bagi tahu sesiapa pun. Dia simpan saja dalam hati. Hanya Allah yang tahu. Sedih kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau lah kita ditempat ibu berkenaan dan anak kita pula yang buat macam tu, bagaimanalah agaknya. Perfect sangat ke kita menjaga anak? Bila dah beranak pinak ni, Neeza perasan bukan senang nak jaga anak. Bukan senang nak memuaskan hati anak-anak. Neeza pun ada marah anak dan ada jugak pukul anak. Sama je lah Neeza dengan ibu-ibu lain kan. Jadi, Neeza tak boleh nak kata, Neeza lah yang paling pandai mendidik anak. I'm far from perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap ibu ada alasan sendiri mengapa dia membuat sesuatu semasa anaknya kecil. Anak yang dah besar tak sepatutnya mempersoalkan apa saja yang dibuat sebab dia tak berada disituasi siibu. Kalau ada yang tak faham apa yang Neeza tulis, ignore saja sebab entry ini khas untuk diri Neeza sendiri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulan yang Neeza nak buat pada entry ni ialah, walaupun kita tak dilayan dengan baik oleh sesiapa jua, kita perlu melayan mereka dengan baik. Islam mengajar kita macam tu kan. Dan rasanya semua agama pun sama. Buat baik dibalas baik tu betul lah.. tapi buat jahat dibalas jahat tak sepatutnya berlaku, selagi kita waras... InsyaAllah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Notes: tak jadi lagi entry bahrain.. takpe.. tengok esok pulak :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-7648994542057684996?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/7648994542057684996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=7648994542057684996' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7648994542057684996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7648994542057684996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/10/buat-baik-dibalas-baik.html' title='Buat baik dibalas baik.... ?'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8175144953709249013</id><published>2009-10-17T19:54:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T19:54:57.825+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Suatu ketika dulu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lebih kurang 9 tahun dulu (tapi bukan tarikh hari ini), seseorang mengajak Neeza untuk keluar makan. Kononnya nak celebrate our first anniversary of marriage. Kami tak berdua. Kami bertiga. Yang ketiga tu baru berumur kira-kira 3 bulan (Sophea lah tu). Dia tanya Neeza, nak makan kat mana. Neeza bagi lah idea dan Neeza tambah lagi idea tu dengan mengajak adik ipar Neeza sekali (cait!!! tak romantic langsung hehee..). Sesaje je sebab tempat makan yang Neeza suggest tu dekat dengan tempat tinggal adik ipar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam tu, kami sangat excited untuk keluar makan. Of course lah excited. It was our anniversary. Lagipun Neeza cuma dapat jumpa Abang weekend saja. Kiranya, weekend wife lah hahaha!!! Abang di Kuantan dan Neeza di USJ semenjak kami kawin lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesampai saja di tempat makan, kami pun cari tempat duduk. Neeza yang tak pernah beranak ni dengan selamba mintak high chair nak letak Sophea. Sabor je lah.. Budak umur 3 bulan nak duduk atas high chair! Duduk pun tak reti lagi masa tu. At last, tak jadi ambik sebab Abang kata, tak payah hehee.. Dalam pada dok order, Sophea merengek. Okay lagi. Tak lama lepas tu makin kuat lah pulak dia merengek. Bukan merengek lagi, dah masuk tahap meraung. Orang kiri kanan dah jeling-jeling dah. Ada kedengaran kata, tak elok bawak budak kecik kesini (lebih kurang gitu lah). Memang tempat kami duduk tu betul-betul di atas laut. Laut kan sinonim dengan.... sambung sendiri lah ya.. Budak kecik kan boleh tengok benda-benda yang kita tak nampak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila food sampai, kami memang tak dapat nak makan. Tahap jerita Sophea dah tak dapat ditahan lagi (telinga kami lah tak leh tahan... Telinga Sophea tahan je sebab kalau tidak dia tak menjerit :P). Then, kami decide untuk tapau the food. Last-last, makan kat mana?? Makan kat rumah adik ipar Neeza.... hehehee... Sophea pun tak nangis lagi. Elok je dia tidur. Settle lah our anniversary dinner hahahah!!!&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/5112836239665095444-8175144953709249013?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8175144953709249013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8175144953709249013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8175144953709249013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8175144953709249013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/10/suatu-ketika-dulu.html' title='Suatu ketika dulu'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-7799810360355013035</id><published>2009-10-16T13:18:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:20:40.664+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Buang masa ke?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau tanya orang yang suka, dia akan kata takde lah. I used to say this and in fact I was still telling this to him when he told me that I wasted time on fb. Kalau tanya orang yang tak berapa suka, dia akan kata memang wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing games in fb wastes so much time. That could be a hypothesis for my next paper.. hahahahaha!!!!! ye sangat lah tuuuu... Teringat je zaman &lt;del&gt;muda-muda&lt;/del&gt; sekolah dulu. Bila lecturer suruh buat writing, mesti ada hypothesis. Ahh! Malaslah cerita pasal hypothesis tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang lately Neeza rasa macam tak cukup masa. Padahal, semua orang dapat 24/7 (24 jam sehari selama 7 hari seminggu). Tiada yang dapat lebih, tiada yang kurang. Pada yang rasa tak cukup masa tu, sebenarnya dia tak manage time dengan betul. Sape yang rasa terlebih masa pulak, mungkin dia tu terlebih laju buat something. Betul ke? entahlah.. pepandai je Neeza buat conclusion sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like writing sebab dengan menulis, Neeza dapat luahkan apa yang terbuku dalam kepala. Kalau dulu, masa bekerja, dapat jugak luahkan pada kawan-kawan. Sekarang, dapat jumpa kawan-kawan pun susah. Tak kuasa nak bergayut kat telefon - panas pulak telinga nanti. Nak duduk kat depan PC dan chatting pun consume time jugak tu. Nanti tak masak, tak basuh b*r*k anak, tak kemas bilik, tak dan tak lagi.. (as if.... hahahaaa!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog dah kena tinggal lama. Kadang-kadang idea datang nak menulis. Walaupun idea tu bukanlah intelligent idea pun tapi still rasa macam nak tulis. Tapi, bila duduk depan PC, tangan lebih laju bukak ladang, buka cafe seciput tu. Kat situ aje dah almost an hour. It doesn't stop there. Nak kena monitor bila hasil ladang masak and nak kena monitor jugak lauk-pauk cafe. Games... games... melalaikan lah jugak sebenarnya... to me! Orang lain Neeza tak nak sebut sebab lain orang lain prioritynya. Never compare an apple to an orange (a self reminder).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni rasa perlu sangat Neeza menulis pasal hal ni. My other half mesti sengih-sengih macam kerang busuk kalau baca this entry. Tengoklah.. I'll try to reduce my time spend on the fb games. Bahaya sebab bila too caught up, nanti I'll let loose some other more important things. Of course! I have many more other important things in my life. FB games was mainly to cheer me up at first. But, it has taken a little more time that it was supposed too. Ish ish ish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylah. Enough bebelan for today. Kalau ada masa esok, lusa, tulat or entah bila-bila, nak jugak cerita pasal our trip to Bahrain a few days back. Takde apa sangat pun sebenarnya. Tak yah cerita pun takpe kot hahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-7799810360355013035?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/7799810360355013035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=7799810360355013035' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7799810360355013035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7799810360355013035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/10/buang-masa-ke.html' title='Buang masa ke?'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-3485362244524866674</id><published>2009-10-12T13:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:57:50.010+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Pantai pun berubah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada satu pepatah, pantai pun berubah. Neeza tak pasti macam mana bunyi pepatah tu tapi lebih kurang maksudnya, manusia akan berubah juga. Tak kira lah berubah kepada baik ataupun tak baik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesetengah orang mengganggap manusia hanya boleh berubah menjadi lebih buruk/jahat dan bukan sebaliknya. Adil ke macam tu? Kalau lah dia ditempat orang yang dah berubah ataupun nak berubah itu, suka tak dia kalau tiada orang yang percaya bahawa dia memang dah berubah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu soalan. Kenapa manusia lebih suka menjadi judge (hakim) daripada jury (juri)? Manusia suka menghukum orang sebelum didapati bersalah. Mungkin mereka boleh senaraikan apa-apa yang berkaitan dengan kesalahan yang dilakukan dengan teliti masa, keadaan dan faktor-faktor lain. Tapi, mereka memilih untuk tidak mengambil kira semua faktor tu. Lebih senang letak hukuman - bersalah atau tidak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada orang kata, sedangkan nabi ampunkan umat... ada pulak yang kata, nabi tu maksum! Oh ya... betul dia maksum. Sepatutnya kita yang tak maksum ni lah yang lebih senang maafkan orang sebab kita sendiri pun banyak buat salah. Atau, mungkin kita ni tak bersalah langsung? Orang lain je yang salah. Orang lain saja yang tak betul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog Neeza sekarang dah jadi blog melepaskan perasaan pulak. Biarlah apa orang nak kata. Takpe. Ini tempat Neeza luahkan perasaan. Orang tak tahu pasal siapa Neeza cerita dan tak mungkin akan ada orang tahu. Biarlah... lambat laun dengan izin Allah, semoga keberkatan Allah diturunkan kepada kita semua. Semoga kita semua kembali ke jalan yang benar.. Ameen....&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/5112836239665095444-3485362244524866674?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/3485362244524866674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=3485362244524866674' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/3485362244524866674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/3485362244524866674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/10/pantai-pun-berubah.html' title='Pantai pun berubah'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8816333223104645623</id><published>2009-10-05T09:20:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T09:52:36.206+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Saat perpisahan terakhir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pagi ni Neeza dikejutkan dengan satu sms dari Ma di Malaysia. Acik Man (satu-satunya Abang Ma yang tinggal) meninggal dunia semalam! Innalillahiwainna Ilaihirajiun (&lt;em&gt;Sesungguhnya kita ini semuanya adalah milik Allah dan kepadanya nanti kita akan kembali&lt;/em&gt;). Ucapan ini bukan saja bila kita mendengar kematian tapi dikala apa saja musibah yang kita dengar. Jadi, jangan lah terkejut kalau ada sesuatu musibah menimpa dan kita dengar orang sebut macam tu. Bukanlah dia doakan kita mati...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbalik pada cerita arwah Acik Man. Pakcik Neeza ni dah lama kena stroke (masa dia masih berkhidmat dengan satu badan kerajaan). Masa dia mula-mula kena, memang agak pelik sebab apa yang menimpa dia tak dapat diexplain oleh doctor. Ala-ala mistik. Ada yang kata, kena buatan orang. Tak tahu lah kan. Memang betul Allah akan perkenankan walau perbuatan jahat manusia. Cuma, pasti ada balasannya. Tak di dunia, di akhirat nanti. Bermula dari Acik Man sakit, isteri beliau setia menjaga. Semoga Allah kurniakan pahala berlipat ganda buat Acik Yam. Ameen... Sehinggakan, disaat Acik Man nak menghembuskan nafas terakhir, dia panggil Acik Yam dekat dia. Di atas pangkuan Acik Yam, Acik Man meninggal dunia. Bersama hingga ke akhir hayat. Itulah yang selalu kita doa-doa kan. Allah sayangkan Acik Man. Allah juga sayangkan Acik Yam. Mungkin Allah mahu hentikan kepenatan Acik Yam menjaga suami yang sakit. Wallahu'alam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada satu kisah yang lain pula di sebuah kampung. Sisuami menderita sakit dah lama. Isteri menjaga anak besar yang kurang sempurna (OKU). Isteri berkenaan menjaga penuh setia suami dan anak OKU tersebut. Segala makan pakai dijaga dengan rapi walaupun kadang-kadang, ramai yang beranggapan si isteri tidak mendapat layanan sepatutnya dari si suami. Layanan seperti nafkah zahir. Walaupun sisuami berduit, isterinya tidak diberi nafkah seadilnya. Bila sakit, tak dibeli ubat dan yang sewaktu dengannya la. Si suami masih lagi menderita sakit. Masuk hospital, keluar hospital. Baru-baru ni, berita yang diterima - si isteri meninggal dunia! Innalillahiwaiina Ilairajiun... Dari Allah kita datang, kepadaNya jua kita kembali. Ramai yang menyangka sisuami akan pergi dulu tapi tidak! Allah maha berkuasa. Allah sayangkan isteri yang lama menderita menjaga suami yang berlaku agak tidak adil (dipandangan masyarakat - di pandangan Allah, kita tak tahu). Tenang wajah isteri itu ketika menghembuskan nafas terakhir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doa Neeza - semoga roh Acik Man dan roh isteri (kisah kedua) sentiasa tenang di alam barzakh dan di hari akhirat. Ameen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengajaran yang dapat kita ambil dari 2 kisah diatas, kita tak tahu macam mana nasib kita hari ini, esok dan seterusnya. Sentiasa berbuat baik sesama insan, sentiasa bersangka baik. Terima kelemahan diri dan orang lain seadanya. Hormati pendapat orang. Hormati orang lain sebagaimana kita mahu dihormati. Nasihat ini ditujukan khas untuk diri Neeza sendiri. Kepada yang lain yang mahu terima nasihat ini, Alhamdulillah... segala puji hanyalah untuk Allah s.w.t...&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/5112836239665095444-8816333223104645623?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8816333223104645623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8816333223104645623' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8816333223104645623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8816333223104645623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/10/saat-perpisahan-terakhir.html' title='Saat perpisahan terakhir'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-5266817556931696994</id><published>2009-09-21T11:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T11:12:41.066+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syawal'/><title type='text'>2 Syawal 1430</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ini dah masuk hari raya Aidil Fitri yang kedua buat semua umat Islam yang menyambutnya semalam. Eid Mubarak to all! Tak terlambat rasanya ucapan itu. Ini juga bermakna, telah 2 hari Ramadhan ditinggalkan. Bulan penuh ketenangan telah berlalu. Mungkinkah kita akan bertemu lagi dengan Ramadhan seterusnya? Entahlah. Lagi setahun tu. Dalam setahun, macam-macam boleh berlaku. Masihkah ada nyawa ini ditika Ramadhan seterusnya berkunjung? Sober mood lah pulak. Sesekali kena jugak macam tu untuk mengingatkan diri sendiri. Asyik happy-happy aje. Lupa pulak yang nyawa kita ni hanyalah pinjaman. Pinjaman tanpa interest yang boleh ditarik balik at any time even in a second!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam adalah Syawal pertama bagi Neeza dan keluarga di negara asing tetapi penuh barakah ini. Di pagi raya, masih belum terasa kesayuan. Neeza dan Abang sangat bersemangat untuk pergi menunaikan solat sunat Aidil Fitri. Bukan rezeki kami untuk berjemaah. Bila tiba sahaja di kawasan masjid, ramai orang berderu keluar. Dah selesai! Sabar ajelah. Solat sunat Aidilfitri di buat 10 minit selepas syuruk. Semalam subuh habis 5.27 pagi. Maknanya, 5.37 pagi mereka dah mulakan solat sunat. Kami pun balik. Dalam perjalanan balik, jalanraya sangatlah lengang. Berbeza dengan kampung2 di Malaysia. Rakyat disini memang tak berapa berkunjung sangat. Mungkin juga mereka balik kampung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi semalam, kami menerima 2 orang tetamu melayu - Pok Li dan Md Nor, kedua-duanya kawan abang. Mereka bujang sekarang (keluarga di Malaysia). Jadi, rumah kawan-kawan yang tak 'bujang' lah tempat mereka berhari raya. Bagus jugak. At least terasa jugak sedikit suasana hari raya tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas pada tu, Abang ke plant. Ya, dia kena kerja atas arahan management. Neeza dan anak-anak duduk rumah sajalah, buat hal sendiri-sendiri seperti makan, main basikal (budak-budak lah... bukannya Neeza) dan tidur! Hahahaha!!! mesti masuk list tu.. Disamping itu, ada juga sesi fotografi anak-anak. Ummi dah malas nak masuk gambar. Dah tak berapa nak makan dek gambar heheee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petangnya, barulah 1 group tetamu lain tiba - Kak Sharimah dan keluarga, Kak Aishah dan As. Alhamdulillah. Meriah sikit lagi rumah kami. Malamnya, kami pulak membuat kunjungan balas ke rumah Kak Sharimah. Then, kawan Abang, Solleh call. Kami kesana pula. Dah malam sangat. Kesian Nor dan Kak Ani terpaksa melayan kami. Semoga Allah memberkati hidup kawan-kawan yang sudi menerima kunjungan kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni, InsyaAllah ada tamu akan datang petang atau mungkin malam. Kesian jugak pada tetamu. Terpaksa tunggu petang atau malam sebab pagi Abang kerja. Kalau Abang takde, tak best pulak diorang datang. Nanti suami masing-masing kebosanan... ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... dah nak masuk Zohor rupanya. Cepatnya masa berjalan. Okaylah. stop writing. Gotta visit the hammam ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Src1GRYEj0I/AAAAAAAADFc/xlVFXcQOj-k/s1600-h/lovely+kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Src1GRYEj0I/AAAAAAAADFc/xlVFXcQOj-k/s320/lovely+kids.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383830261404569410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Src029-Ru0I/AAAAAAAADFU/SEwMQennpYc/s1600-h/sophea.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Src029-Ru0I/AAAAAAAADFU/SEwMQennpYc/s320/sophea.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383829998498069314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Src02rjsvmI/AAAAAAAADFM/psJHBSUuCdM/s1600-h/sobhan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Src02rjsvmI/AAAAAAAADFM/psJHBSUuCdM/s320/sobhan.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383829993554755170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Src02Ecy23I/AAAAAAAADFE/QzWvWp2ovXU/s1600-h/shahmey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Src02Ecy23I/AAAAAAAADFE/QzWvWp2ovXU/s320/shahmey.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383829983056812914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Src01gd-9AI/AAAAAAAADE8/9WoX6llyJZA/s1600-h/sumeyyah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Src01gd-9AI/AAAAAAAADE8/9WoX6llyJZA/s320/sumeyyah.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383829973398123522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Src01Hn3kSI/AAAAAAAADE0/Kn-hnWgTPGQ/s1600-h/juadah+raya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Src01Hn3kSI/AAAAAAAADE0/Kn-hnWgTPGQ/s320/juadah+raya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383829966728696098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-5266817556931696994?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/5266817556931696994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=5266817556931696994' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5266817556931696994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5266817556931696994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-syawal-1430.html' title='2 Syawal 1430'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Src1GRYEj0I/AAAAAAAADFc/xlVFXcQOj-k/s72-c/lovely+kids.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-1795159477941129897</id><published>2009-09-12T09:31:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T09:49:52.454+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Syawal'/><title type='text'>Syawal hampir tiba..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dah seminggu blog ni Neeza tak update. Sebabnya... terlalu addicted dengan game di FB. Teruk betul kan. Nasib baik lah Neeza tak lupa untuk masak. Kalau tidak tak tahu lah nak kata ;). Patut kena hempuk je dengan tractor yang Neeza baru beli tu hehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni dah masuk 22 Ramadhan. Maknanya dah masuk 22 hari kita berpuasa. Kalau di Malaysia, mungkin Neeza dah dalam mood raya. Di tempat kerja, masing-masing dah takde mood nak kerja sangat. Pasti bercerita pasal raya - biskut raya dah beli ke, baju raya dah siap ke, theme color apa, duit raya dah tukar ke dan termasuklah turn mana raya tahun ni. Tapi disini, tak rasa macam nak beraya pun. Sedih lak pulak bunyinya tapi itulah kenyataan. At least bagi Neeza sendiri. Orang lain tak tahulah. Beraya di perantauan takkan sama beraya di tempat sendiri. Here, there'll be no lemang, no rendang, no ketupat and NO untuk banyak benda lagi. Kalau ada pun, tak asli. Kalau ada ketupat pun, ianya ketupat segera N0na ataupun Ad@bi. Lemang tak tahulah pulak. Ada dengarnya tapi Neeza tak bawak pun. Rendang dan kuah kacang mungkin ada tapi sendiri bikinlah. Nak tunggu yang Ma/Mak buat, jangan mimpilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baju raya ada tempah tapi tak complete. Baju melayu Shahmey and baju kurung Sumeyyah takde sebab tak sempat nak tempah. Tailor yang Neeza tempah baju sebelum datang sini tak berani nak buat baju budak kecil. Takpelah. Lagipun mood nak raya takde. So, baju raya takde pun tak terasa sangat kot. Hopefully! (denial ni sebenarnya...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau bagaimanapun, pada hari raya, kita disunatkan untuk memakai baju yang paling elok dan cantik kan. InsyaAllah, kami akan menunaikan sunnah tersebut. Kita juga patut bergembira. InsyaAllah, kami akan bergembira walaupun di satu sudut kecil didalam hati kami merindukan kaum keluarga di Malaysia... Tak akan sama berhari raya sendiri berbanding dengan berhari raya bersama kaum keluarga. It'll never be the same. Ini tahun pertama semenjak berumahtangga Neeza dan Abang serta anak-anak berada di perantauan. Kalau raya haji tak terasa sangat. Tapi bila raya puasa, perasaan tu lain sikit. Mungkin sebab adanya bulan Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau blog ni tak berupate sampai hari raya, Neeza sekeluarga mengambil kesempatan memohon maaf diatas segala salah silap, terlanjur kata atau perbuatan kepada semua sahabat yang membaca blog Neeza. Perlu diakui yang Neeza bukanlah manusia yang sempurna dan pasti seringkali melakukan kesilapan. Kesalahan kawan-kawan sekiranya ada (tapi rasa takde pun), Neeza dah lama pun maafkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juga, dikesempatan ini Neeza dah keluarga ingin mengucapkan Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Fitri buat semua. Maaf Zahir dan batin..&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/5112836239665095444-1795159477941129897?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/1795159477941129897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=1795159477941129897' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1795159477941129897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1795159477941129897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/09/syawal-hampir-tiba.html' title='Syawal hampir tiba..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-325376911020791624</id><published>2009-09-06T21:51:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T22:06:40.006+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad habit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farmville'/><title type='text'>Jadi petani lah pulakk..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SqQH9oGC2YI/AAAAAAAADEs/d9TN_YYYoBg/s1600-h/my+farm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378432610303400322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SqQH9oGC2YI/AAAAAAAADEs/d9TN_YYYoBg/s320/my+farm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hampir 4 hari Neeza tak update blog. Neeza berhibernasi di satu kampung yang sunyi dan terpencil tetapi meriah dengan bunyi-bunyian binatang ternakan. Suasana kampung yang damai dan kehijauan dengan pokok-pokok yang tumbuh segar memang menyamankan setiap mata yang memandang. Dimana tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di Farmville!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seronok pulak dapat bercucuk tanam dengan click click saja ;). Ada hasil tanaman yang dah boleh dikutip hasilnya dalam masa 2 jam saja. Pokok labunya pulak membuahkan hasil yang sangatlah digemari - besar sungguh labunya, kuning menyerlah lagi tu. Strawberrynya merah menyala, besar-besar. Kalau beli kat kedai, mahal tuuuuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kan, kalau lah betul benda tu terjadi di alam realiti, mahu tak tidur pakcik makcik petani. Bayangkanlah, nak kena kutip hasil tanaman setiap 2 jam. Kalau tak kutip, maka akan buruklah hasil tanaman berkenaan. Jadi, sia-sialah modal yang digunakan untuk menggembur tanah dan menyemai biji benih.. huhuuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak faham ke entry ni? Kalau tak faham tu maknanya anda bukan berada di horizon yang sama dengan Neeza. Takpelah. Tak masuk exam pun... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-325376911020791624?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/325376911020791624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=325376911020791624' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/325376911020791624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/325376911020791624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/09/jadi-petani-lah-pulakk.html' title='Jadi petani lah pulakk..'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SqQH9oGC2YI/AAAAAAAADEs/d9TN_YYYoBg/s72-c/my+farm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8199058766170987061</id><published>2009-09-03T13:57:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T14:04:57.717+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhan'/><title type='text'>Blog berhibernasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sp-iryrgCYI/AAAAAAAADEk/OTEa2jSmitI/s1600-h/hibernate.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sp-iryrgCYI/AAAAAAAADEk/OTEa2jSmitI/s320/hibernate.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377195353325963650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan beruang kutub je pandai berhibernasi.. blog pun pandai gak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOALAN: BILAKAH BLOG BERHIBERNASI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAWAPAN: BILA TUAN BLOG TAK MAKAN NASI!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog ni terabai semenjak tuan blog terlebih rajin melepak di muka buku atau dalam bahasa omputehnya facebook huhuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campur bulan puasa ni, banyak aktiviti fizikal dan mental.. bla bla bla.. jadi, masa sangat limited. Sape yang tak nak datang blog ni, takpe.. tak yah datang. Tuan blog tak marah sebab tuan blog pun tak banyak merayau-rayau sangat lately. Mintak maaf lah bebanyak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-8199058766170987061?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8199058766170987061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8199058766170987061' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8199058766170987061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8199058766170987061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-berhibernasi.html' title='Blog berhibernasi'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sp-iryrgCYI/AAAAAAAADEk/OTEa2jSmitI/s72-c/hibernate.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-2198268967814153702</id><published>2009-08-31T09:51:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T09:53:09.558+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudi life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Pantasnya masa berlalu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SptzOapJQmI/AAAAAAAADEc/jOsLbeF71PE/s1600-h/fast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376017271704076898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SptzOapJQmI/AAAAAAAADEc/jOsLbeF71PE/s320/fast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni dah pun 10 Ramadhan. Sekejap aje rasa. Sebelum masuk bulan puasa hari tu, ada jugak terdetik hati 'jahat' ni, alamak! puasa dah nak dekat.. Macam mana lah nanti. Neeza ni breastfeed 2 anak. Tahan ke nanti? Pasti melepek lah jawabnya. Kalau tak terjaga sahur lagilah parah. Takutnya la... Bisikan syaitan memang lah kuat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, apa yang hati 'jahat' tu fikir, belum lagi kesampaian. Memang lah letih sikit tapi under control. Cuma semalam, sebab leka tengok tv, terlupa nak habiskan air masak. Biasanya Neeza minum banyak air masak waktu sahur (biar segah badan). Pagi-pagi semalam dah terasa, aduh!! hausnya.. larat ke nak teruskan puasa ni. Nafsu nakal kata, batal puasa je lah.. sian kat anak-anak tu. Nafsu baik kata, puasa je lah. Sayang puasa tu. Awak tu bukannya budak kecil lagi. Alhamdulillah, bertahan jugak sampai berbuka.. hahaha!! macam budak kecik pulak bunyinya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam banyak-banyak bulan, bulan Ramadhan lah bulan yang paling tenang, especially di Jubail ni. Kalau keluar pagi-pagi, jalan raya sangat tenang. Ramai yang tidur lepas Subuh. Ramai juga yang ambik cuti sebulan atas alasan nak beribadah walaupun pada hakikatnya ibadah yang dibuat hanyalah bersantai di atas katil ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau di bulan Ramadhan, apa saja yang kita nak buat mesti teringat, eh! aku puasa ni. Tak boleh cakap benda tak elok. Tak boleh marah-marah. Tak boleh bazir masa dengan benda-benda tak berfaedah. Kalau bulan tak puasa, tak lah pulak terfikir macam tu walaupun sepatutnya kita kena berbuat baik setiap saat tak kira bulan kan. Jadi, itulah hikmahnya bulan Ramadhan. Eh! macam bagi tazkirah lah pulak. Tak kisahlah tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylah, hari ni tiada lagi gambar food. Malam ni, tuan besar berbuka di luar. Tapi Assistant Tuan besar ada. Anak tuan besar pun ada yang puasa. Nak masak apa lah hari ni ya? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-2198268967814153702?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/2198268967814153702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=2198268967814153702' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2198268967814153702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2198268967814153702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/pantasnya-masa-berlalu.html' title='Pantasnya masa berlalu'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SptzOapJQmI/AAAAAAAADEc/jOsLbeF71PE/s72-c/fast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8999793798835395017</id><published>2009-08-29T22:03:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:15:33.183+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramadhan'/><title type='text'>8 Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tak fair betul. Kita baca blog dia and comment tapi dia takde pun nak baca blog kita and comment. Teruk tau... Neeza tau, pasti ada yang terlintas macam tu. Kalau ada yang kata gitu bila masuk blog Neeza, Neeza minta maaf. Neeza nak update blog and visit blog kawan-kawan tapi ada constraint sikit (sila rujuk di entry sebelum ini ;)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah, bila semuanya okay, Neeza akan meronda seperti dulu - jalan-jalan &lt;del&gt;cari gossip&lt;/del&gt; baca cerita menarik sahabat cyber dan yang sudah tak cyber lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni, berbuka makan nasi air or nasi bubur or whatever you wanna call it :). Idea tu datang dari tuan besar tapi bila VP tuan besar dah setuju, dia pulak cakap tak nak. Since VP dah terbayangkan nasi air, VP nak jugak buat. Alhamdulillah, tuan besar suka, anak-anak mereka pun suka. Cuma... "Ummi... sup ni memang kena ada rasa tawar ke?". Hah??? Alamak! memang tawar la.. Dengan pantas kilat, ambik mangkuk besar tuang sup dalam periuk, tambah garam, pasang api. Tunggu kejap, angkat dan hidang semula. Puasa la katakan... Padahal dah banyak letak garam tu. Dah siap suruh cik Coan rasa. Coan kata, okay.. sedap! Sophea dah kata, Ummi takleh percaya sangat Coan tu.. semuanya dia kata sedap. Memang pun sebenarnya. Antara Coan dan Sophea, Sophea lebih particular bab &lt;del&gt;memecat&lt;/del&gt; merasa makanan ni, macam errrrr... bapak borek anak rintik!! Semalam Neeza suruh Coan rasa bubur keladi. Dia kata, sedap! Bila berbuka, Neeza rasa, tawar hebey!! Takde rasa langsung. Sabor je lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, no gambar for today. Takde snap any picture pun lagi. Kelam kabut di dapur. Tak ingat camera pun. Tengok lah, bila semuanya dah back to normal, ada lah kot gambar :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat berpuasa untuk semua... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-8999793798835395017?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8999793798835395017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8999793798835395017' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8999793798835395017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8999793798835395017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/8-ramadhan.html' title='8 Ramadhan'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-6891864704656972020</id><published>2009-08-28T20:08:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:09:12.742+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudi life'/><title type='text'>Ramadhan yang mulia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alhamdulillah, sempurna sudah 7 hari berpuasa buat tahun kedua Neeza dan anak-anak di bumi Jubail ni. Kali ni agak berbeza daripada tahun lepas sebab kami berpuasa di rumah baru (nama je baru tapi dah di'lamakan' oleh tenant sebelum ni). Penat jugak sebenarnya berpuasa musim summer ni. Cuaca panas kat luar. Tekak kering. Kadang-kadang ada sand storm. Neeza ambil ianya sebagai dugaan bagi kami. Terima seadanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet connection pulak sangat mengecewakan. Walaupun dah 2 minggu kami pindah, pihak yang sepatutnya buat kerja tak jugak buat kerja mereka. Bukannya susah pun. Rumah baru ni memang dah ada line. Cuma switch tukar ke number kami saja (ye ke?? pepandai je hahaha!!). Tapi, disebabkan bulan puasa, kerja pun turut puasa. Bulan puasa bagi orang yang bekerja disini (tak termasuk yang datang dari negara tanah air ku) sama macam bulan bertidur-tiduran. Sangat lembab macam cuaca baru ni... panas lembab yang melampau. Itu pun tiap-tiap hari follow up. Dah lah nak dapat cakap dengan operator tu satu hal. Bila dah dapat cakap, balik-balik dia kata "ini problem teknikal. Kami minta maaf. Kami baru saja betulkan problem ni". Pelik kan, setiap kali call, itulah dialog dia. Memang diorang dah ada dialog untuk cover line lah agaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi satu perkataan InsyaAllah sukalah disalah gunakan. Apa-apa sikit, InsyaAllah. Memang lah bagus guna word tu tapi kalau dah setiap kali kita call, macam tu je, sape lah yang tak panas telinga dengar. Sabaaaaarrrrr je lah kan... :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day Ramadhan hari tu juga ialah 1st of school bagi 2 anak dara Neeza. Kesian mereka. 1st day sekolah kena puasa. Disekolah okay lagi. Admin sekolah asingkan budak-budak yang puasa dengan yang tak puasa. Jadi takdelah terliur anak-anak yang puasa ni tengok kawan-kawan yang tak puasa tu. Tapi, on the way balik, kawan Coan offer dia cookies dan dengan selambanya dia ambik makan. Dia boleh offer Kakak makan pulak tu dan Kakak pun makan. Bila Kakak teringat dia puasa, dia stop makan tapi si Coan insist nak makan. Kakak tak bagi. Balik sekolah, Ummi dengan kuasa veto, paksa suruh teruskan puasa. Bukan zalim tapi nak mendidik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari-hari berikutnya, Coan asyik lah 'terlupa' dan makan bila balik rumah. Then Abah kata, tak payah lah Coan tu puasa. Kawan-kawan sebaya dia ramai yang tak puasa. So, tak puasalah Coan. Sahur pun tak bangun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, cerita internet tak habis lagi sebenarnya. Since lama sangat tunggu telecom, ada seorang encik tu dah tak sabar lagi. Dia pergi beli prepaid and pinjam modem dari En. Wenk. Tapi since prepaid, Neeza tak berapa ada mood nak mengadap computer sebab macam kena catu pulak. Bosan. Kalau tidak, boleh guna 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada yang tanya, mana gambar-gambar juadah buka puasa kami sekeluarga? Neeza jawab kat sini, takde sebab internet takde, Neeza pun tak ambik gambar. Kami makan juadah biasa-biasa saja. Takde yang extra special pun. Cuma semalam, kami berbuka di luar. Saja nak tukar selera sikit :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-6891864704656972020?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/6891864704656972020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=6891864704656972020' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6891864704656972020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6891864704656972020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadhan-yang-mulia.html' title='Ramadhan yang mulia'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8222609462648796321</id><published>2009-08-17T02:32:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T02:32:00.766+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>33 ke Pak Ngah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoP_7_Nf3aI/AAAAAAAADEU/F0cspIqibDs/s1600-h/jersey8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoP_7_Nf3aI/AAAAAAAADEU/F0cspIqibDs/s320/jersey8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369416586801175970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;17 August 1976 ialah hari bersejarah buat Ma dan Ayah sebab hari itu telah lahir anak lelaki sulung Ma dan Ayah. Fuad (Mohd Nazri Fuad Bin Ramli) ialah anak kedua tetapi anak lelaki sulung adik beradik kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini genap 33 tahun umur Ad. Kakak doakan Ad akan berbahagia selalu disamping isteri tercinta, Ayu. Semoga Ad dikurniakan Allah umur yang panjang dengan kesihatan yang cemerlang. Kakak juga berdoa agar kejayaan bakal menjadi bilik Ad dalam apa jua bidang yang Ad ceburi. Ameen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nota: entry in telah dischedulekan. Tiada gambar sebab entry ini ditaip menggunakan computer orang ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-8222609462648796321?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8222609462648796321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8222609462648796321' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8222609462648796321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8222609462648796321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/33-ke-pak-ngah.html' title='33 ke Pak Ngah?'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoP_7_Nf3aI/AAAAAAAADEU/F0cspIqibDs/s72-c/jersey8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-4628901187949269416</id><published>2009-08-14T05:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T05:40:00.598+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>9 tahun penuh syukur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoP-BBVtSAI/AAAAAAAADEE/sYo3iSCXoIk/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369414474248570882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoP-BBVtSAI/AAAAAAAADEE/sYo3iSCXoIk/s320/cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, hari ni genap 9 tahun umur Ainaa. Ummi masih ingat lagi seorang bayi comel tiba di rumah Atok semasa Ummi masih dalam pantang selepas melahirkan Kakak Sophea. Ainaa yang bermata kecil dan berkulit merah menyala. Bila saja ada kesempatan, pasti Ummi snap gambar Ainaa dan Kakak Sophea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainaa dah besar sekarang. Hari ini, Ummi berdoa agar Ainaa dikurniakan Allah kebahagian berpanjangan, kesihatan yang sentiasa baik, kejayaan yang berlipat ganda dalam apa jua bidang yang Ainaa ceburi. Ummi juga berdoa agar Ainaa membesar sebagai anak yang solehah buat ibu dan daddy. Happy Birthday Ainaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nota: entry ini telah dischedule. Tiada gambar Ainaa sebab entry ini bukan ditaip dirumah sendiri... Takde gambar dalam lappy ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-4628901187949269416?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/4628901187949269416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=4628901187949269416' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4628901187949269416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4628901187949269416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/9-tahun-penuh-syukur.html' title='9 tahun penuh syukur'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoP-BBVtSAI/AAAAAAAADEE/sYo3iSCXoIk/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-5562786044261136959</id><published>2009-08-13T14:03:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T14:21:15.041+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciation'/><title type='text'>I like, you hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoP25UQ9NGI/AAAAAAAADD8/YqpgiM25dco/s1600-h/Rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369406645308568674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoP25UQ9NGI/AAAAAAAADD8/YqpgiM25dco/s320/Rainbow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I like it, you hate it&lt;br /&gt;I admire them, you feel nothing about them&lt;br /&gt;I prefer it that way, you want it your way&lt;br /&gt;I find it nice, you don't&lt;br /&gt;I think we should do it this way, you say this way is old fashioned&lt;br /&gt;I want 'em, you want to get rid of 'em&lt;br /&gt;I said it's okay, you said it's not okay&lt;br /&gt;I say let's go shopping, you say don't waste money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will never agree to each other&lt;br /&gt;Yet we can live together&lt;br /&gt;as a husband and wife&lt;br /&gt;with so many hurdles, obstacles, argument and miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should say&lt;br /&gt;without having disagreement with each other&lt;br /&gt;Our life will be boring&lt;br /&gt;The colors of our life will be only one - either black or white&lt;br /&gt;These differences make our life colorful with attractive patterns..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Am I writing this with my conscious mind?&lt;br /&gt;I guess not!&lt;br /&gt;heheee... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-5562786044261136959?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/5562786044261136959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=5562786044261136959' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5562786044261136959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5562786044261136959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-like-you-hate.html' title='I like, you hate'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoP25UQ9NGI/AAAAAAAADD8/YqpgiM25dco/s72-c/Rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-2876306326224058619</id><published>2009-08-12T09:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:56:23.136+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Sesekali Ummi happy ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoJmL1lnf4I/AAAAAAAADD0/eI1lvLNm-zw/s1600-h/smile.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoJmL1lnf4I/AAAAAAAADD0/eI1lvLNm-zw/s320/smile.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368966059328503682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang dalam rumah ni (re:my kids and their abah) memang tahu Neeza ni tak pandai masak sangat. Apa yang Neeza masak memang sangat simple dan berulang-ulang benda yang sama. Kalau ada bende remeh yang Neeza masak pun, ianya sangatlah biasa bagi kebanyakan orang. Beberapa hari ni, mood masak bende remeh hilang melayang. Macam mana nak masak kalau bahan-bahannya limited. Peti ais dah banyak hari takde binatang ternakan (ayam, lembu atau binatang laut dalam :P). Memang sengaja tak nak beli disebabkan nak pindah punya pasal lah. Malas nak mengangkut barang-barang basah tu kehulu kehilir kalau tak habis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam, Neeza masak simple sangat - nasi goreng letak ikan masin sikit. Walaupun nasi goreng tu dipecat oleh seseorang (busuk katanya sebab ada ikan masin), anak-anak Neeza makan dengan penuh selera. At first, Kakak kata dia tak suka nasi goreng (kakak ni memang selalu gitu, dia suka reject dulu). Bila makan, dia bertambah-tambah lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila Neeza tanya, "sedap ke?", Kakak dan Coan cakap, "sedap!!!". Tapi ada orang tu cakap, "sedap apa, busuk je..". Busuk tapi rasanya 3 kali lebih kot bertambah. Busuk pun busuk la... asalkan anak-anak kita suka. Sidia tak suka sudah... Masaklah sendiri nasi goreng wangi sembur perfume :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi ni, Coan request lagi - "nak nasi goreng macam semalam!". So, pagi-pagi Ummi dah masak nasi. Kejap lagi nak kena masak nasi goreng pulak. Jangan tak jadi cam semalam dah. Since Neeza ni tak pandai masak, my cooking takde quality standard. Kejap jadi, kejap tak jadi. Tawakkal aje lah kan.. :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-2876306326224058619?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/2876306326224058619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=2876306326224058619' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2876306326224058619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2876306326224058619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/sesekali-ummi-happy.html' title='Sesekali Ummi happy ;)'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoJmL1lnf4I/AAAAAAAADD0/eI1lvLNm-zw/s72-c/smile.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-6959723005291864694</id><published>2009-08-11T07:43:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T07:46:10.251+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my health'/><title type='text'>Lip blisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoD2pcoQh7I/AAAAAAAADDs/ghHBBE7QuZs/s1600-h/blister.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoD2pcoQh7I/AAAAAAAADDs/ghHBBE7QuZs/s400/blister.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368561947745748914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've heard about it before but never know what it was. This morning, upon having a few days of some kind of illness on my lower lip, it strucked me, it could be lip blisters. I g00gled for lip blisters and was so d*mn happy to know it is indeed lip blisters that I'm suffering (ada ke orang suka dapat sakit ish ish...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article about it can be read &lt;a href="http://www.treatblisters.com/lipblisters.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. My lip is almost healed without applying those medication mentioned. But, it is still so really painful (macam kena mata ikan tu). So, before reading the article, I'd become a doctor to myself. I went to the kitchen, took a few pieces of table salt, went back to the room, looked at the mirror and carefully 'arranged' those salt on my lip. Adush!!! sakit banget tapi tahan je. Lama jugak pedih tu. Tapi after a while... and now... no more pain. The pain has gone! Bravo to my table salt!! hahahahaha!!! errr.. I should say Alhamdulillah.. it's Allah who cures :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspected, my lip is blistered due to my food intake. Well, I never care the kind of food that goes to my tummy until recently, when I realize that I'm getting older uhukss.. I'm a sinus sufferer for quite some time. It was pretty bad when I was teenager but Alhamdulillah, it is lessen now. Still, the germ (can we say sinus germ? you tell me ;)), is in me. So, whenever salah makan, akan rasa lah itchiness here and there on my skin walaupun tak severe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story is, kalau umur dah banyak tu, makan tu pantang lah sikit. Jangan semua nak dibedal.. hehehe.. (mesti ada orang gelak baca ni.. takpe, gelak la.. huhuu.. memang betul pun..) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-6959723005291864694?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/6959723005291864694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=6959723005291864694' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6959723005291864694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6959723005291864694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/lip-blisters.html' title='Lip blisters'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SoD2pcoQh7I/AAAAAAAADDs/ghHBBE7QuZs/s72-c/blister.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-1129936831529778178</id><published>2009-08-10T10:01:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:05:00.864+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts to ponder'/><title type='text'>Derma darah boleh gemuk ke?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sn_Fa5-hKCI/AAAAAAAADDk/04zFRrZG-uc/s1600-h/fat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 281px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368226346879232034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sn_Fa5-hKCI/AAAAAAAADDk/04zFRrZG-uc/s320/fat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tak pernah seumur hidup Neeza menderma darah. Derma darah kat nyamuk tu biasa dah la. Tapi, derma darah yang betul-betul darah mengalir keluar masuk dalam bag tu tak pernah. Takut? takut jugak. Ada yang kata, kalau kita selalu derma darah badan senang naik. Body conscious macam Neeza ni (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tak sedor diri tu memang gedebab&lt;/span&gt;) memang lah tak berani dengan benda-benda yang boleh menaikkan badan. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tapi makan tak pernah control pulak. Laju je masuk. Pergi makan rumah orang, tak reti-reti nak berenti hahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni Neeza terbaca berita &lt;a href="http://www.hmetro.com.my/Current_News/myMetro/Monday/Setempat/20090810002844/Article/index_html"&gt;ni kat Metro&lt;/a&gt;. Seorang pakcik ni menderma sebanyak 357 kali dalam masa 3 tahun. Wow!!! tabik spring lah kat pakcik ni. Tak sabar Neeza nak tengok rupa pakcik ni. Neeza dok bayangkan, betul lah orang yang selalu derma darah ni berisi (gemuk). Ternyata tidak. Dia kurus je. At least okaylah badan dia. Umur dah 70 tahun tapi nampak sihat lagi. Macam baru 50 tahun je.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sn_FazZgtJI/AAAAAAAADDc/UNaCL_McHbw/s1600-h/donate+blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368226345113400466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sn_FazZgtJI/AAAAAAAADDc/UNaCL_McHbw/s320/donate+blood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas baca berita tu, agak-agaknya lepas ni berani tak Neeza nak derma darah? hehehe.. kita tengok nanti. Kat Saudi ni takde pulak dengar hospital mintak derma darah. Dah banyak sangat kot darah kat tabung darah diorang ;). Ke ada tapi Neeza je yang tak tahu yek? Kena tanya Kak Aishah (nurse di RCH) or Ummi Aishah yang pernah jadi nurse di NBH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-1129936831529778178?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/1129936831529778178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=1129936831529778178' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1129936831529778178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1129936831529778178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/derma-darah-boleh-gemuk-ke.html' title='Derma darah boleh gemuk ke?'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sn_Fa5-hKCI/AAAAAAAADDk/04zFRrZG-uc/s72-c/fat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-7219276842850381439</id><published>2009-08-09T09:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T09:20:37.394+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Ummi marah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sn5qGRU4b-I/AAAAAAAADDU/n-2tv9Pf0uY/s1600-h/harumchempaka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sn5qGRU4b-I/AAAAAAAADDU/n-2tv9Pf0uY/s320/harumchempaka.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367844461834956770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila baca novel, tak dapat tidak, mesti Neeza hujan. Biasa dah macam tu. Banyak sangat empathy dalam diri Neeza kot ;). Semalam, masa baca 'Harum Chempaka' hasil karya &lt;a href="http://norhayatiberahim.blogspot.com/"&gt;Norhayati Berahim&lt;/a&gt;, hujan turun dengan lebatnya. Kebetulan Shahmey ada dalam bilik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hehehee.. Ummi... marah? Ummi marah? Kenapa... Ummi.. marah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selalunya kalau Shahmey nangis (kes kena marah dengan Abah), Neeza mesti tanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sapa buat? Abah marah ya.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia ingat kita refer kat dia kot marah tu. Walaupun dah dibetulkan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ummi nangis lah. Bukan marah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shahmey still cakap Ummi marah. Biarlah Shahmey. Besar sikit bijak lah nanti. Tapi novel tu memang syahdu (some parts la). Dah habis pun Neeza baca. Neeza suka novel tu sebab ending dia memang yang Neeza harapkan hahaha!!! Aci tak, belum habis baca, dah selak belakang sekali untuk tahu ending?? huhuuuu.. Ada a few novels lagi Neeza nak baca. Balik baru ni memang Neeza ada beli beberapa buah novel di Kuantan. Sambil-sambil tukar duit yang tak seberapa Neeza tu, sambil-sambil belek novel. Kedai buku tu ada satu corner untuk buat service tukar currency. Orang Kuantan memang tahu sangat kedai tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sn5p2_FbGEI/AAAAAAAADDM/6kpCJadLkFE/s1600-h/Seungu+Lavender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367844199240243266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sn5p2_FbGEI/AAAAAAAADDM/6kpCJadLkFE/s320/Seungu+Lavender.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hari ni nak baca 'Seungu Lavender' hasil karya &lt;a href="http://biasanembun.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kak Umi Kalthum &lt;/a&gt;pulak. Baru beberapa chapters. Best pulak membayangkan hidup Kak Umi dalam novel ni :). Novel Seungu Lavender ni bermula dengan kisah sedih. Neeza tak reti nak describe. Sape nak tahu, kena beli lah novel ni hehehe.. Sape yang duduk di Jubail rasa nak pinjam, boleh aje. Bagi tahu ya. Nanti Neeza letakkan kad pinjam macam kat library tu hahaha!! Gurau aje laaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idea nak masak dah merundum sebab barang dapur agak limited. Ni kes nak pindah lah ni. Tak boleh stock up peti to the maximum. Makan saja apa yang ada. Sebenarnya macam-macam boleh dimasak tapi biasalah kan, kalau dah vitamin M tu banyak sangat. Tak dapek den nak tolong.. hehehe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-7219276842850381439?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/7219276842850381439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=7219276842850381439' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7219276842850381439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7219276842850381439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/ummi-marah.html' title='Ummi marah?'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sn5qGRU4b-I/AAAAAAAADDU/n-2tv9Pf0uY/s72-c/harumchempaka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-2919753210890144081</id><published>2009-08-08T09:43:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:57:38.169+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudi life'/><title type='text'>Musim pindah randah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sn0hsuzYKNI/AAAAAAAADDE/IN1j_pwaDYQ/s1600-h/moving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sn0hsuzYKNI/AAAAAAAADDE/IN1j_pwaDYQ/s320/moving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367483383256983762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik rumah semalam, keadaan almost senyap sunyi. Neighbor sebelah rumah kami dah pindah (dekat area water tank - tapi diorang takleh jadi GWT sebab dia bukan orang mesia hehehee..). Yang herannya, lampu rumah dia terpasang seolah-olah ada orang. Kalau betul dia sengaja pasang, ish ish.. Kalau dia tak sengaja takpelah kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neighbor sebelah building pun katanya pindah jugak petang semalam. Yang tu orang tempatan sini. Neighbor bawah ni dah lama tak nampak. Pindah jugak ke? Tapi rumah dia gelap dan senyap. Satu kereta pun tak nampak. Biasanya mereka ni ada at least 3 kereta depan rumah. Maklumlah anak-anak dah besar dan bekerja. Semua ada kereta kecuali yang perempuan ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah, Thursday ni turn kami pulak. Harap-harap materialize lah. Kalau pindah on weekdays letih jugak sebab kena tunggu mister balik baru boleh pindah. Semalam tengok mover tu buat kerja, lama jugak. Dari 6 pagi mula, then 11 pagi sambung lagi for the 2nd trip. Wonder jugak, diorang tak pergi solat jumaat ke? Ke uzur?? huhuuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, kesimpulan yang dibuat ialah, orang-orang kat sini ramai yang pindah. Tak tahulah kenapa. Macam kami, kami tahulah the reason. Neighbor kami tu katanya tak sesuai dengan air paip. Entahlah. Macam-macam kan. Mungkin nak rasa suasana baru kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengar kata, ada kawan di area water tank nak pindah jugak. Dia dah duduk area sana tapi nak cari rumah lain yang lebih besar kot. Betul ke? hehehe.. gossip ke nih? Editor mana yek? Tak pergi terjah ke? Nanti kita korek cerita ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam sayang untuk semua. Bubur Meyyah dah nak masak tu. Masa untuk dia makan!! ;).&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/5112836239665095444-2919753210890144081?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/2919753210890144081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=2919753210890144081' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2919753210890144081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2919753210890144081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/musim-pindah-randah.html' title='Musim pindah randah?'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sn0hsuzYKNI/AAAAAAAADDE/IN1j_pwaDYQ/s72-c/moving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-3057722419863644687</id><published>2009-08-07T11:23:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T11:24:59.977+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Mood swings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnvkOCDAFFI/AAAAAAAADC8/7A11uTHWoPc/s1600-h/mood+swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367134310660838482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnvkOCDAFFI/AAAAAAAADC8/7A11uTHWoPc/s320/mood+swing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hormone is not stable. I have a mood swing. The result is, I am haywired. Kenapa? bendera jepun naik ke? Not exactly. Something wrong with my body now. To my close friends, they know the reasons. Af friend told me, sometimes it's gonna last for 6 months. What???? 6 months? Kesian la kat &lt;del&gt;suamiku&lt;/del&gt; anak-anak Neeza yang kena terima mood swing Ummi ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaahh?? Bukan!!! I'm not pregnant. Sumeyyah kecil sangat lagi. Kesian dia. Lagipun, 4 cukup kot. Sebab lain lah. Cumanya diharapkan seseorang itu memahami my condition at the moment *wink*. Kalau &lt;del&gt;kena jerit ke, kena marah ke&lt;/del&gt; tengok Neeza murung or tak ceria tu, sabar aje lah ya ;). I'll be back to normal, soon enough InsyaAllah :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-3057722419863644687?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/3057722419863644687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=3057722419863644687' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/3057722419863644687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/3057722419863644687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/mood-swings.html' title='Mood swings'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnvkOCDAFFI/AAAAAAAADC8/7A11uTHWoPc/s72-c/mood+swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-5770939425092092587</id><published>2009-08-06T07:21:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T08:16:54.450+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life&apos;s like that'/><title type='text'>Kisah Pak Ngah, Pak Lang dan Pak Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnpnM3ioF3I/AAAAAAAADBE/macTHc1QHjc/s1600-h/duit.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnpnM3ioF3I/AAAAAAAADBE/macTHc1QHjc/s320/duit.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366715376730642290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Ngah dan Pak Lang adalah jiran sebelah rumah. Mereka hidup berjiran dah hampir 2 tahun. Satu hari Pak Long datang ke rumah Pak Ngah dan Pak Lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"aku nak sewa rumah ni.. anak aku nak kawin tak lama lagi. Aku nak bagi anak aku duduk. Siapa yang nak keluar dari sini dan kosongkan rumah untuk aku, aku bagi RM3000"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak jugak tu, kata hati Pak Ngah dan Pak Lang. Pak Ngah dengan lajunya berkata,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ooohhhh!!! aku memang nak pindah tapi lepas raya ni. Tak lah cepat sangat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aku nak pindah dalam masa berdekatan ni. Sebelum puasa aku pindah lah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Long pun balik ke rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Ngah dan Pak Lang membuat perancangan masing-masing untuk pindah rumah. Dalam hati Pak Lang berkata, kalau dia pindah dulu, duit RM3000 itu boleh lah dia mintak dengan Pak Long. Cerita itu disampaikan pada isterinya. Kata isteri Pak Lang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Jangan harap sangat. Bukan abang tak tahu mereka ni.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Takpelah. Kita tengok aje lah nanti"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selang beberapa hari, Pak Lang bertemu dengan Pak Ngah dimuka pintu rumah mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Apa khabar Ngah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Baik.. sihat.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jadi ke pindah? Dah dapat rumah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jadi!!! hari Jumaat ni aku pindah"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terkejut badak lah Pak Lang sebab tak lama sebelum itu Pak Ngah berkata yang dia nak pindah lagi 2 bulan. Kata hati Pak Lang, melepaslah 3 ribu untuknya. Takpelah, bukan rezeki aku. Tambah Pak Lang lagi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Engkau patut mintak dengan Long duit RM3000 yang dijanjikan dia hari tu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dah... aku dah pergi. Kata dia, dia nak bagi RM1000 saja"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Lang balik bercerita kepada isterinya. Gelak besar isterinya. Itulah. Cakap tak serupa bikin. Disebabkan nak sangat RM3000, sanggup dia pindah lebih awal daripada tu. Yang Pak Long tu pulak, memang lah lidah bercabang. Apa-apa pun, moral of the story is, rezeki tu datang dari Allah, bukan dari manusia :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat berhujung minggu. Sini Khamis weekend yuhuuu!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-5770939425092092587?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/5770939425092092587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=5770939425092092587' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5770939425092092587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5770939425092092587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/kisah-pak-ngah-pak-lang-dan-pak-long.html' title='Kisah Pak Ngah, Pak Lang dan Pak Long'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnpnM3ioF3I/AAAAAAAADBE/macTHc1QHjc/s72-c/duit.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-5483921651554040390</id><published>2009-08-05T06:48:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:43:28.938+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnkAzlOQGNI/AAAAAAAADA8/AnbkUOuufwk/s1600-h/cloud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnkAzlOQGNI/AAAAAAAADA8/AnbkUOuufwk/s320/cloud.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366321317153872082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday afternoon, I was poked by 'him'. I could hear 'his' voice. I woke up almost instantly. I opened my eyes, realizing that he has gone to work for more than an hour ago. My heart beat fast. I looked around. Who actually poked me just now? My 2 little kids were sleeping soundly. I saw my eldest in front of the lappie. I asked her whether she was the one who poked me. She denied. My heart beat even faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the phone and rang him. There was no coverage. I pretend to be calm but I failed. I rang again. Still, there was no coverage. I prayed and asked for the best from Him. After a while, I rang him again. He answered. Alhamdulillah, at least could listen to his voice though he was in a midst of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit down and thought back of 'the experience' I went through. Why did it happen the way it was? Did Someone tried to tell me something? Oh Dear... I was scared thinking of the worst situation. I remember story about similar experience by him. It made me really worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filling myself with prayer, I waited till evening. I rang him again. He was on the way back. Alhamdulillah, I could still listen to his voice. I looked at the clock. The time seem to move like a snail. When it reached 4, I rang him agaim. He was nearby. Alhamdulillah. But, my nervousness didn't stop until I saw him. When I heard ding! dong! on the door, I felt relief... at least for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood by the door. Though I showed no smile on my lips, I thank to Allah for his safe journey back home. I silently prayed for many others (also all) safe journey for him, where ever he will be. Dear God, if you wanna take him or them, please take me before. I couldn't imagine myself without him or them. You're the Most benefient and merciful. Ameen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note to the readers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect anyone to understand the above coz' it is meant for me, myself and I. No one else. Comments are welcome but I appreciate for no question ask. Thank you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-5483921651554040390?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/5483921651554040390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=5483921651554040390' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5483921651554040390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5483921651554040390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnkAzlOQGNI/AAAAAAAADA8/AnbkUOuufwk/s72-c/cloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-473959272594986504</id><published>2009-08-04T12:43:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T12:51:10.193+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my house'/><title type='text'>Kami akan pindah... rumah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SngEFAvsffI/AAAAAAAADA0/7TczoESZ088/s1600-h/moving-house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 370px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SngEFAvsffI/AAAAAAAADA0/7TczoESZ088/s400/moving-house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366043440157851122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami nak pindah ke rumah baru. Bukan rumah blog tapi rumah betul. Walaupun bukan rumah yang besar bak istana, rumah baru ni akan jadi rumah kami yang lebih selesa lah hendaknya. Jemputlah datang ya. Lokasinya ialah di Najd. Bagi yang duduk jauh tu, pandai-pandai lah beli tiket untuk datang hehee.. Gurau aje tau. Jangan lah pulak ada yang terasa. Tapi, manalah tau ada rezeki nak jumpa, sudi-sudikanlah ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kami nak pindah? Tak tahu lagi the exact date. InsyaAllah, sebelum Ramadhan. Sekarang ni tengah kemas sikit-sikit barang dalam rumah. Kemas masuk kotak. Nanti di rumah baru, kena lah kemas keluar kotak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylah. Sampai sini dulu. Doakan kami selamat pindah dan gembira di rumah baru. Ameen...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-473959272594986504?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/473959272594986504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=473959272594986504' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/473959272594986504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/473959272594986504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/kami-akan-pindah-rumah.html' title='Kami akan pindah... rumah!'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SngEFAvsffI/AAAAAAAADA0/7TczoESZ088/s72-c/moving-house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-7030956147763884456</id><published>2009-08-03T08:07:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T08:34:10.648+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudi life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my health'/><title type='text'>Seram sejuk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnZ2KhVxixI/AAAAAAAADAg/oTfpwArRD9o/s1600-h/sandstorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnZ2KhVxixI/AAAAAAAADAg/oTfpwArRD9o/s320/sandstorm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365605929178991378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi ni badan rasa seram sejuk. Kepala pun rasa berat sikit. Semalam keluar rumah. The weather tak ngam dengan badan nih. Adehhh!! nampak sangat dah tua.. :). Neeza tak pergi hospital pun. Sebenarnya takut nak pergi hospital. Bukan takut doctor dan bukan takut ubat tapi takut pada orang-orang yang sama-sama pergi jumpa doctor tu. Time macam ni hospital biasanya penuh. Nak menunggu tu satu hal. Virus lain yang terawang-awangan tu hal lain pulak. Kalau boleh dielak, Neeza cuba elak lah daripada hospital buat masa ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi-pagi lagi Sophea dah mintak "Ummi masak soup ABC ya...". Hehehee.. bukan lah soup Air Batu Campur tau. Dia mintak buatkan alphabet soup. Rasanya ibu-ibu dan bapak-bapak yang pernah masak tau kot apa maksud dia. Dia suka soup tu sebab rasanya ala ala chicken soup p1zza hut tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelumnya, Neeza tanya the big boss, "nak masak apa yek hari ni?". Diam kejap. Then dia sambung, "patutlah orang f1lipino tu makan orang kan.. sebab dia dah jemu makan ikan, ayam dan daging. Nak makan bab1 takde pulak kat sini". Heheheh... kisah orang makan orang pun nak tulis gak tu. Tak nak elaborate lah. Memang ada pun kat sini walaupun itu kes terpencil. Orang yang buat kerja tu ada yang dah dipancung pun. Hukum hudud. Full stop. Kalau Neeza sambung cerita, takut Neeza menambah perisa pulak. Biarlah wartawan je yang bercerita :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylah, nak layan little one pulak. Take care everyone :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-7030956147763884456?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/7030956147763884456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=7030956147763884456' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7030956147763884456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/7030956147763884456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/seram-sejuk.html' title='Seram sejuk...'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnZ2KhVxixI/AAAAAAAADAg/oTfpwArRD9o/s72-c/sandstorm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8182265286619212842</id><published>2009-08-02T07:52:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T08:04:56.224+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my health'/><title type='text'>Uhuk! Uhuk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnUeHzpkN8I/AAAAAAAADAY/_xOHnGNiOuQ/s1600-h/coughing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnUeHzpkN8I/AAAAAAAADAY/_xOHnGNiOuQ/s320/coughing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365227650554279874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekali sekala terdengar orang batuk sana sini dalam rumah ni. Sebelum ni takde pulak. Balik dari Malaysia baru ni, Alhamdulillah, semua sihat. Kalau tak, harus yang kena stranded di immigration ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Rabu lepas, sand storm melanda Jubail. Tak teruk at first. The next day tu, cloudy habis. Visibility almost 30% kot (pepandai bagi percentage je nih). Lepas pada tu Neeza mula sakit tekak. Perit betul rasanya. Bila dah sakit tekak, batuk pun start. Flu sikit-sikit sampai hari ni. Yang paling sedih is the little one, Sumeyyah. Flu dia agak severe. Dah lah dia tak reti nak blow her nose, bila Neeza lap hidung dia guna tissue, dia jerit bagai nak rak. Kesian tapi kalau tak buat macam tu lagi kesian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Coan pulak batuk. Hopefully setakat itu sajalah. Baru teringat, kami yang sakit ni mempunyai jenis darah yang sama. Ada kaitan ke? Entahlah.. Yupp.. I've been drinking lots of water. Pagi dah minum air madu campur sikit lemon. Shahmey pun minum sama. Lepas ni nak kena minum lagi lah. Semoga kami bertiga segera sembuh. Doakan kami ya. Thank you :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-8182265286619212842?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8182265286619212842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8182265286619212842' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8182265286619212842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8182265286619212842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/uhuk-uhuk.html' title='Uhuk! Uhuk!'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnUeHzpkN8I/AAAAAAAADAY/_xOHnGNiOuQ/s72-c/coughing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8566870742735280410</id><published>2009-08-01T08:26:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:26:41.721+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudi life'/><title type='text'>Belajar lagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnPRlvyeJiI/AAAAAAAADAQ/V06Jeuha5bo/s1600-h/classroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnPRlvyeJiI/AAAAAAAADAQ/V06Jeuha5bo/s320/classroom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364862027541915170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah hampir 2 bulan Neeza bercuti dari belajar, Neeza dah pun lepas kelas pertama (orang lain dah lama dah belajar), Ahad lepas. Alhamdulillah. Tapi belajar kali ni bukan di tempat yang sama (Da'wah Centre). Da'wah Centre cuma akan dibuka selepas Eid. Mereka ni bulan puasa kena duduk rumah, masak banyak-banyak penuh meja untuk iftar. Jadi tak boleh lah ada aktiviti lain. Ops! Jangan percaya.. Mungkin tak semualah kot, tapi ramai saudi yang macam tu. Kalau tak mereka sendiri, maid mereka yang duduk di dapur seawal 11 pagi sampailah waktu berbuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulan puasa bagi masyarakat mereka ialah bulan berehat dan makan banyak masa berbuka (bukan sepatutnya bulan ibadah ke?). Neeza menulis ni berdasarkan pengalaman kawan-kawan yang selalu dijemput berbuka rumah mereka dan juga pengalaman housemaid yang Neeza kenal. Memang itulah kerja mereka. Masak, masak dan masak lagi! Kadang-kadang tak cukup tidur sebab lepas tarawih, mereka ada aktiviti makan sampai 2 3 pagi. Lepas sahur mereka tidur tapi housemaid tak boleh lah tidur kan ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni nak cerita pasal orang saudi ke, pasal Neeza sambung belajar yek? Back to the topic. Guru baru Neeza ialah seorang warga Indonesia, isteri kepada Ustaz di Da'wah Centre lelaki. Setakat ni, jadualnya ialah seminggu sekali sahaja dan 3 jam sekali belajar (ye ke? almost lah kot). Memula hafazan (yuhuuu!! takleh lari tauuuuu. Alamak! Neeza belum hafaz suroh tu la). Lepas tu, belajar bahasa arab. Kami guna buku yang ditulis oleh seorang professor dari Islamic University of Madinah. Lain dari buku yang kami guna di Da'wah Centre An-nisa. Wordings nya ada yang sama, ada yang tak. Biasalah kan, belajar bahasa yang sama. Selain itu, ustazah juga bagi tazkirah. Last Sunday, Tauheed. Neeza dah belajar topic tu tapi in English. Ustazah ajar dalam bahasa Indonesia. Best sikit rasanya hehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salah seorang ustazah Neeza pernah cakap, menuntut ilmu biarlah berterusan. Lebih banyak cikgu lebih baik. Dia pernah belajar dengan 7 orang guru (sheikh) tentang subjek yang sama (Fiqh). Wow!!! respectlah dia kan. Semoga Neeza juga diberi kesempatan begitu olehNya. InsyaAllah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam ni, kelas kedua untuk Neeza. Lokasi belajar ialah dirumah pelajar sendiri. Ikut turn ke? Kena tanya class rep ni ;). Lepas maghrib, zauji masing-masing kenalah hantar zaujati terchenta huhuu.. Semoga che' abang yang menghantar zaujati masing-masing tu dikurniakan pahala yang besar oleh Allah. Amin.&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/5112836239665095444-8566870742735280410?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/8566870742735280410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=8566870742735280410' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8566870742735280410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/8566870742735280410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/08/belajar-lagi.html' title='Belajar lagi'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnPRlvyeJiI/AAAAAAAADAQ/V06Jeuha5bo/s72-c/classroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-5883760626154561874</id><published>2009-07-31T13:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:17:54.548+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='updates'/><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnLEtka4K3I/AAAAAAAADAI/UFDlMmeq2aE/s1600-h/mouth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnLEtka4K3I/AAAAAAAADAI/UFDlMmeq2aE/s320/mouth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364566393301248882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kadang-kadang tangan menulis (menaip) apa yang terlintas dalam minda tapi hati kata jangannnnn!!!! Tangan ni memang tak dengar kata sebab dia memang selalu tak geng dengan hati. Ada benda yang tak sepatutnya diluahkan tapi dah pun terluah. Kalau setakat tulis kat personal diary takpe lagi. Kalau tulis kat blog, ramaaaaiiii yang baca. Nak delete tak best lah pulak. Jadi, entry itu terpaksa di save as draft. Full stop. Tak nak cerita lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni hari Jumaat dan juga 2nd day of our weekend. Tapi, ada orang kena kerja. Pagi-pagi buta lagi colleague kawan tu yang sepatutnya on stand by mintak tolong orang tu ganti dia. To cut it short, orang tu sekarang ada kat tempat kerja. Kesian pulak dia takleh tidur berlama-lamaan on weekend hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuti sekolah tinggal lagi 22 hari lagi. On the 22nd August, anak-anak dah masuk sekolah semula. InsyaAllah, 22nd August tu jugak ialah the 1st day of Ramadhan. Harap-harap anak-anak Neeza dapatlah bertahan berpuasa. Banyak dugaan untuk diorang sebab kawan-kawan diorang ni ramai yang tak puasa (bukan agama Islam).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pindah rumah? Hmmm.. gelap gambo lagi (belum nampak bayang rumah pun lagi). Semoga kami dapat lah rumah yang sesuai dan memuaskan hati semua ahli keluarga kami dalam masa terdekat ni. Ameen....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-5883760626154561874?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/5883760626154561874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=5883760626154561874' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5883760626154561874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/5883760626154561874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/07/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SnLEtka4K3I/AAAAAAAADAI/UFDlMmeq2aE/s72-c/mouth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-2794929735001798981</id><published>2009-07-29T15:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:49:00.544+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Break for award ceremony ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerita cuti di Malaysia ada lagi sikit lagi rasanya tapi kita break lah kejap sebab Neeza nak buat acara penerimaan award dari &lt;a href="http://purpleheart-nj.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2009-07-08T12%3A43%3A00%2B03%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=7"&gt;Madam Purpleheart &lt;/a&gt;kejap. Lama dah dia bagi tapi masa acara tu dibuat, Neeza sedang coti coti Mesia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan ini, Neeza terima lah 2 award comel dari &lt;a href="http://purpleheart-nj.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2009-07-08T12%3A43%3A00%2B03%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=7"&gt;Madam Purpleheart &lt;/a&gt;ya. Time kasih daun keladi. Kalau ada lagi, bagi lah lagi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm7YXFTIitI/AAAAAAAAC_w/f_cjfF8eyPw/s1600-h/lovely+blog+award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363462097315859154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm7YXFTIitI/AAAAAAAAC_w/f_cjfF8eyPw/s400/lovely+blog+award.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm7YWw7jvSI/AAAAAAAAC_o/XezsNWUO5Jw/s1600-h/best+blog+award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363462091848269090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm7YWw7jvSI/AAAAAAAAC_o/XezsNWUO5Jw/s400/best+blog+award.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog Neeza biasa-biasa aje lah Madam Purpleheart. Tak layak terima award ni pun sebenarnya. Tapi, since orang dah bagi, kita kena ambik kan. Kalau tidak orang kata tak sudi. Neeza.... memang sudi.. hehehe.. Terima kasih once again :). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-2794929735001798981?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/2794929735001798981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=2794929735001798981' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2794929735001798981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2794929735001798981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/07/break-for-award-ceremony.html' title='Break for award ceremony ;)'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm7YXFTIitI/AAAAAAAAC_w/f_cjfF8eyPw/s72-c/lovely+blog+award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-91588527550152368</id><published>2009-07-29T08:44:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:51:22.132+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Brrrrrr....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm_jIus5FvI/AAAAAAAAC_4/B1dnUu4B1xY/s1600-h/sejuk.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm_jIus5FvI/AAAAAAAAC_4/B1dnUu4B1xY/s200/sejuk.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363755420336330482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is not right with the AC in the room. I feel really cold. Kalau pergi bilik budak-budak ni, tak lah sejuk sangat. Hang on. Kalau masuk TV room sejuk jugak. Tapi, orang lain rasa gitu jugak ke? The big boss takde pulak complain cam tu. Sophea did. Dia pun heran, bilik Ummi ni sejuk la. Punyalah panas kering kat luar tu, pagi tadi I could put a sweater on. Sabar aje lah... Kalau off AC, panas tahap gaban lah pulokkkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasanya I just put low cool at the minimal level. Kenapa sejuk sangat ya? Something wrong with me??? Tapi kan, siang-siang aje macam ni. Malam tak lah pulak. Agaknya siang-siang ada hantu sejuk tak? Hahahaha!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-91588527550152368?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/91588527550152368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=91588527550152368' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/91588527550152368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/91588527550152368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/07/brrrrrr.html' title='Brrrrrr....'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm_jIus5FvI/AAAAAAAAC_4/B1dnUu4B1xY/s72-c/sejuk.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-1996458224186991077</id><published>2009-07-28T09:59:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T10:05:03.619+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuti cuti Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Safar (travel)'/><title type='text'>Kota Tinggi Waterfall Resort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau bab mandi-manda di luar, Neeza pilih waterfall atau sungai. Neeza tak suka pantai sebab airnya masin, melekit bila kering. Lepas tu, bila naik dari laut tu, kaki pijak pasir, penuh lah kaki berpasir. Kalau ada air nak cuci senang. Kalau takde, haru jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru-baru ni, semasa Neeza ke Kota Tinggi, kami berpicnic di Kota Tinggi Waterfall Resort. First time datang situ. sebelum masuk ke area waterfall, kami menikmati suasana kehijauan pokok-pokok getah dan kelapa sawit. Ada jugak pokok-pokok buah rambutan. Mak oii!!! banyaknya buah. Kalau pokok sendiri, dah lama dah Neeza panjat. Since itu pokok orang, tengok aje lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memula, acara makan. Ma masak mee goreng sebagai bekal. Then Lin, adik ipar Neeza ada bawak roti krim. Kalau kat rumah tak laku pun. Tapi bila picnic, semuanya laku. Ada jugak lemang and rendang yang kami bawa dari Kemaman, hari sebelumnya. Kami makan kenyang sebelum berendam. Cantik waterfall ni. Ada jugak di touch up sikit untuk kemudahan pengunjung. Nak masuk kena bayar. Kalau tak kena bayar, sure sarat waterfall tu rasanya. Ada juga chalet bagi yang nak menginap. Overall, memang puas hati lahh kami. Sapaikan Sumeyyah yang kecik tu pun mandi sama. Tak nangis langsung walaupun air tu sejuk jugak rasaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami bergegas untuk balik sebab ada orang tunggu di rumah adik Neeza. Malangnya, bila kami dah siap nak balik, orang yang tunggu kat rumah dah pun pergi. Nak sambung mandi dah takde feel sebab float semua dah return. Baju pun dah tukar. Malas lah nak tukar semula. Anyway, we enjoyed the time there. InsyaAllah, kalau ada kesempatan, kami akan kesana lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6gi5uxcfI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/7L1pYgAeKGM/s1600-h/picnic+-+the+signage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6gi5uxcfI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/7L1pYgAeKGM/s400/picnic+-+the+signage.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363400727717835250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6giukBX7I/AAAAAAAAC_Q/bj9co1-KSSY/s1600-h/picnic+-+waterfall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6giukBX7I/AAAAAAAAC_Q/bj9co1-KSSY/s400/picnic+-+waterfall.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363400724719951794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6gibtQxgI/AAAAAAAAC_I/XD63C03jr6c/s1600-h/picnic+-+meja.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6gibtQxgI/AAAAAAAAC_I/XD63C03jr6c/s400/picnic+-+meja.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363400719658436098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6giVAZMgI/AAAAAAAAC_A/zNu-KNqARNI/s1600-h/picnic+-+kakak+coan+makan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6giVAZMgI/AAAAAAAAC_A/zNu-KNqARNI/s400/picnic+-+kakak+coan+makan.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363400717859631618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6giJbRxoI/AAAAAAAAC-4/KMSuX53MJbg/s1600-h/picnic+-+ready+nak+mandi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6giJbRxoI/AAAAAAAAC-4/KMSuX53MJbg/s400/picnic+-+ready+nak+mandi.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363400714751166082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6hk5TlfxI/AAAAAAAAC_g/A0wFWcZl2K0/s1600-h/picnic+-+with+che%27+Lin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6hk5TlfxI/AAAAAAAAC_g/A0wFWcZl2K0/s400/picnic+-+with+che%27+Lin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363401861475172114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6fNQ5N_xI/AAAAAAAAC-w/H8g7PGlEBRs/s1600-h/picnic+-+float.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6fNQ5N_xI/AAAAAAAAC-w/H8g7PGlEBRs/s400/picnic+-+float.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363399256466915090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6fM6RYOFI/AAAAAAAAC-o/yDs_4af9PPM/s1600-h/picnic+-+shahmey+and+pak+lang.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6fM6RYOFI/AAAAAAAAC-o/yDs_4af9PPM/s400/picnic+-+shahmey+and+pak+lang.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363399250394232914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6fMvFgH5I/AAAAAAAAC-Y/NqcNEpIqzRg/s1600-h/picnic+-+berendam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6fMvFgH5I/AAAAAAAAC-Y/NqcNEpIqzRg/s400/picnic+-+berendam.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363399247391629202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6fMSjEMdI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/jzQKNgCGC5A/s1600-h/picnic+-+with+meyyah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6fMSjEMdI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/jzQKNgCGC5A/s400/picnic+-+with+meyyah.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363399239730999762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-1996458224186991077?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/1996458224186991077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=1996458224186991077' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1996458224186991077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1996458224186991077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/07/kota-tinggi-waterfall-resort.html' title='Kota Tinggi Waterfall Resort'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm6gi5uxcfI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/7L1pYgAeKGM/s72-c/picnic+-+the+signage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-2530030012814127204</id><published>2009-07-27T09:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T09:08:45.074+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuti cuti Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Jumpa kawan-kawan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salah satu aktiviti yang memang Neeza nak buat tapi tak berkesempatan untuk buat semua ialah jumpa kawan-kawan. Bila sebut kawan-kawan sekarang ni, ada 2 makna - kawan dunia realiti dan alam maya. Tapi, kawan di alam maya ni bila dah jumpa, makanya akan berubah title menjadi kawan dunia realiti lah pulak :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramai yang Neeza nak jumpa tapi tak dapat uhuks. InsyaAllah, di lain hari dan kesempatan, kita berjumpa ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm08iey6WII/AAAAAAAAC9w/eb1a4Zy5hjo/s1600-h/Friends+-+Rumah+Mak+Teh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363009294347950210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm08iey6WII/AAAAAAAAC9w/eb1a4Zy5hjo/s400/Friends+-+Rumah+Mak+Teh.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm08h_famZI/AAAAAAAAC9o/Rdq6RjVTqk8/s1600-h/Friends+-+Mulan+and+zharif.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363009285944678802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm08h_famZI/AAAAAAAAC9o/Rdq6RjVTqk8/s400/Friends+-+Mulan+and+zharif.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm08hBohBII/AAAAAAAAC9g/doNKcdKNjF8/s1600-h/Friends+-+Kak+Rina+and+kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363009269339849858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm08hBohBII/AAAAAAAAC9g/doNKcdKNjF8/s400/Friends+-+Kak+Rina+and+kids.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm1BD3CYgqI/AAAAAAAAC-A/0qHYZhsEYnE/s1600-h/Friends+-+buku+salmiah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363014265837486754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm1BD3CYgqI/AAAAAAAAC-A/0qHYZhsEYnE/s400/Friends+-+buku+salmiah.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm1BDrIt8nI/AAAAAAAAC94/pA0CfMJB3y0/s1600-h/Friends+-+brooch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363014262642831986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm1BDrIt8nI/AAAAAAAAC94/pA0CfMJB3y0/s400/Friends+-+brooch.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm08giaBtnI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/oxczPAb-KVU/s1600-h/Friends+-+bag+comel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363009260957578866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm08giaBtnI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/oxczPAb-KVU/s400/Friends+-+bag+comel.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm08gC6CPYI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/2SqwV2hpO2k/s1600-h/Friends+-+baby+gown.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363009252501896578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm08gC6CPYI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/2SqwV2hpO2k/s400/Friends+-+baby+gown.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm1BEPvwrOI/AAAAAAAAC-I/WGfgzVKtnUA/s1600-h/Friends+-+juz+amma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363014272470265058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm1BEPvwrOI/AAAAAAAAC-I/WGfgzVKtnUA/s400/Friends+-+juz+amma.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sengaja Neeza tak tulis dari siapa hadiah-hadiah berkenaan demi untuk menjaga hati pelbagai pihak :). Ada lagi hadiah tapi tak sempat nak snap gambar-gambarnya.. Anyway, perlu juga diingatkan, Neeza bukan berjumpa kawan-kawan untuk mendapatkan hadiah. Tidak sama sekali. Sesungguhnya persahabatan itu bukanlah dinilai daripada hadiah-hadiah tapi dari ketulusan hati dan jiwa kita. Semua setuju kan :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-2530030012814127204?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/2530030012814127204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=2530030012814127204' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2530030012814127204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/2530030012814127204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/07/jumpa-kawan-kawan.html' title='Jumpa kawan-kawan'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sm08iey6WII/AAAAAAAAC9w/eb1a4Zy5hjo/s72-c/Friends+-+Rumah+Mak+Teh.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-6175817044876732619</id><published>2009-07-25T15:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T15:33:00.248+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rare moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life&apos;s like that'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Mereka yang istimewa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti yang ada Neeza cerita dalam entry yang lepas, salah satu acara makan ialah meraikan anak-anak OKU. Ma memang selalu buat makan-makan untuk mereka ni. Cuma Neeza yang tak berkesempatan nak join sebab Neeza takde di kampung. Hari tu memang Neeza teruja sangat tengok kawan-kawan adik Neeza di sekolah istimewa tu. Macam-macam telatah mereka. Yang kesiannya, ada yang tak boleh berjalan. Ada yang tak boleh bercakap. Yang down syndrome paling ramai dan perangai mereka sama lah macam adik Neeza. Cuma satu saja, mereka jujur dan hati mereka ikhlas. Bahagianya mereka dapat hidup bahagia di dunia dan akhirat kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mereka penuh dengan kasih sayang. Keesokan harinya, adik Neeza dan kawan-kawan mereka ada jamuan harijadi dekat swimming pool Bukit Mentok (Kak Rina mesti tahu tempat ni heheh..). Neeza dan Ma pergi ke sana untuk jemput adik Neeza balik. Ada 2 orang antara mereka yang dah agak berumur (dalam linkungan 30an) bagi belon pada anak-anak Neeza walaupun anak-anak Neeza tak mintak pun. Langsung tak tahu erti kedekut mereka ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila tengok mereka yang berhati tulus ni, Neeza rasa sedih sebab ramai antara kita yang berakal dan boleh berfikir dengan waras tapi mempunyai hati yang tak baik dan busuk macam bangkai. Bagus juga kan kalau kita boleh jadi macam mereka. Sentiasa bahagia sebab takde masalah yang perlu difikirkan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr3Q4E_snI/AAAAAAAAC9I/zSe1HG8Yc5I/s1600-h/PDK+-+bahagia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362370175641301618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr3Q4E_snI/AAAAAAAAC9I/zSe1HG8Yc5I/s400/PDK+-+bahagia.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr2i7QqWRI/AAAAAAAAC9A/0tFm9cpkIyA/s1600-h/PDK+-+cikgu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362369386221558034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr2i7QqWRI/AAAAAAAAC9A/0tFm9cpkIyA/s400/PDK+-+cikgu.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr2inmxkbI/AAAAAAAAC84/_mj-MkXtxmM/s1600-h/PDK+-+cikgu+Haizam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362369380945596850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr2inmxkbI/AAAAAAAAC84/_mj-MkXtxmM/s400/PDK+-+cikgu+Haizam.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr2ALu10dI/AAAAAAAAC8w/JlcpFKRniao/s1600-h/PDK+-+Afir.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362368789347684818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr2ALu10dI/AAAAAAAAC8w/JlcpFKRniao/s400/PDK+-+Afir.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr1_5yM76I/AAAAAAAAC8o/nm1D4ceI4n8/s1600-h/PDK+-+telatah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362368784529944482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr1_5yM76I/AAAAAAAAC8o/nm1D4ceI4n8/s400/PDK+-+telatah.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr1_ixibLI/AAAAAAAAC8g/XEAUs30Z2mg/s1600-h/PDK+-+makan+sendiri.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362368778353142962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr1_ixibLI/AAAAAAAAC8g/XEAUs30Z2mg/s400/PDK+-+makan+sendiri.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr1_ivHqYI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/SpOKGCy5izg/s1600-h/PDK+-+cool+guys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362368778343000450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr1_ivHqYI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/SpOKGCy5izg/s400/PDK+-+cool+guys.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr1_Hlzx9I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/RacjIJTjsa0/s1600-h/PDK+-+cool+guy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362368771056191442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr1_Hlzx9I/AAAAAAAAC8Q/RacjIJTjsa0/s400/PDK+-+cool+guy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-6175817044876732619?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/6175817044876732619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=6175817044876732619' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6175817044876732619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/6175817044876732619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/07/mereka-yang-istimewa.html' title='Mereka yang istimewa'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smr3Q4E_snI/AAAAAAAAC9I/zSe1HG8Yc5I/s72-c/PDK+-+bahagia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-288250854344936160</id><published>2009-07-23T12:51:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:53:47.958+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuti cuti Malaysia'/><title type='text'>Great feast to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me quite a while to update on my vacation back home. Many things crowded my mind. Not to mention the housechores synically waits for me. Okay lah kain baju sebakul.. kejap lagi lah saya lipat awak.. nak rehat kejap nih.. hehehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been 3 vacations back home so far and my kind of entries were abut the same for the first 2. I think I wanna do something different for this one. I'm not gonna write them in chronological order. Instead, I'm gonna highlight things that I found interesting. Oh well, I like to be different, sometimes and in inexpensive ways :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tipu lah if I would say, I don't miss food back home. Though, I could eat the same kind of food, they are not the same. Eating a 4 kilo for RM10 mangoesteen is not the same as eating 4 pieces (biji) for SR10 right! Malaysian tomyam is so very different from thai ala-ala saudi kind of tomyam. Ikan masak 3 rasa?? Wow!!! I miss home.. uhuksss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, I enjoyed eating so much, especially the local fruits that are seasonal - Durian, rambutan, pulasan, mangoesteen and the list goes on. I didn't care about people's reminder - "jangan banyak makan durian... panas nanti menyusu anak..". Hehee.. being a quite a hard head person, do I care? Nope!! Alhamdulillah, my 2 breastfeeding babies didn't show any problem about that. In fact, Shahmey has started eating durian!! hehee.. like mother like son kan.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panjang sangat cerita pun bosan jugak. Jom layan gambar-gambar yang menggiurkan huhuuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmgtCC66P7I/AAAAAAAAC7g/Gwy4HSZ2uXM/s1600-h/food+-+aqiqah+amin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361584869551521714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmgtCC66P7I/AAAAAAAAC7g/Gwy4HSZ2uXM/s400/food+-+aqiqah+amin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majlis aqiqah ini diadakan di rumah Mak mertua Neeza di Tg. Sepat. Lauk utama sudah tentunya kambing masak errr.. kari lah kalau tak silap hehe.. Ada ikan tenggiri masak berlada dan sate kambing goreng. Dessert pulak ialah roti jala bersama serawa durian. Yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmgtB-1jqMI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/oApYluW2uf0/s1600-h/food+-+durian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361584868455327938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmgtB-1jqMI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/oApYluW2uf0/s400/food+-+durian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durian besar gedabak bersama-sama durian-durian sederhana yang sedap dan lazat. Semua isi durian kuning. Durian-durian ini datangnya dari Kuala Kubu Bharu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smgst-cf70I/AAAAAAAAC7Q/rHgADywEzB4/s1600-h/food+-+nasi+lemak+ayam+dara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361584524752842562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Smgst-cf70I/AAAAAAAAC7Q/rHgADywEzB4/s400/food+-+nasi+lemak+ayam+dara.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazat, garing dan berempah ayamnya. Ada pulak sambal belacan. Fooh!!! Memang sedap. Siap ada labu sayung disetiap meja. Trademark gerai ni agaknya. Kalau tak nak order air, boleh minum je air masak dalam labu sayung tu heheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmgstiuoiiI/AAAAAAAAC7I/32_qHYuuU9M/s1600-h/food+-+makan2+bersama+PDK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361584517312711202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmgstiuoiiI/AAAAAAAAC7I/32_qHYuuU9M/s400/food+-+makan2+bersama+PDK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamuan makan meraikan anak-anak kelainan upaya (dari umur 5 tahun hingga 38 tahun). Menarik tengok telatah diorang. Adik Neeza yang bongsu juga salah seorang dari mereka. Mereka memang istimewa. Neeza tanya jejaka OKU yang berumur 38 tahun tentang ketupat yang dia makan - "Sedap tak?" Dia kata, "Tak sedap! tawor!" Hahaha!!! Jangan ingat mereka takde taste tau.. Makanan yang terhidang di meja ialah Nasi Dagang (tempah), Mee Goreng (Ma yang goreng), Ketupat pulut (tempah), Cheesecake (buat sendiri), Karipap dan Temosa (tempah), nasi impit dan kuah kacang (buat sendiri) dan ada beberapa kuih lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmgstXsAxSI/AAAAAAAAC7A/RXnQ6gcvpqg/s1600-h/food+-+kota+tinggi+seafood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361584514348926242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmgstXsAxSI/AAAAAAAAC7A/RXnQ6gcvpqg/s400/food+-+kota+tinggi+seafood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami ke Kota Tinggi untuk ziarah adik dan adik ipar Neeza yang baru ditugaskan di sana. Bandar Kota Tinggi tak lah besar sangat. Jadi kedai makan pun boleh bilang dengan jari je.. eh! ye ke? Jangan marah ya orang Kota Tinggi.. hehehh.. Restorang ni ialah the only seafood restaurant di Kota Tinggi. Neeza tak pasti nama dia macam tu ke bukan. Lupa nak tengok nama kedai tapi restorang ni dimiliki oleh cina mualaf. Semua ahli keluarganya bernama Ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmgstbvO4FI/AAAAAAAAC64/_skOpDQ8-94/s1600-h/food++anwar+seafood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361584515436175442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmgstbvO4FI/AAAAAAAAC64/_skOpDQ8-94/s400/food++anwar+seafood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas bershopping di Sogok, kami singgah makan di sini. Tapi tak semua ahli keluarga ada. Cuma orang-orang yang bershopping saja makan. Orang-orang yang tak bershopping dah makan di tempat penginapan selepas sakan berendam ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmgstOk-1KI/AAAAAAAAC6w/BpDxt53hI3M/s1600-h/food+-+kedai+kak+muni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361584511903519906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmgstOk-1KI/AAAAAAAAC6w/BpDxt53hI3M/s400/food+-+kedai+kak+muni.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sekali, kami beramai-ramai makan disini!! Kedai makan ni dah berpuluh tahun bertapak di Kg Baru ni. Owner asal ialah kakak kepada Ayah Neeza. Masa zaman bujangnya, Ayah Neeza pun pernah membantu di sini. Tapi sekarang, Makcik Neeza dah tiada lagi. Anaknya yang meneruskan perniagaan di sini. Neeza suka food disini sebab memang kena dengan selera tekak Neeza... Kalu nok tera pelabagi ulae cicoh budu, ggi lah makae ssitu huhuuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian laporan kali ini. Salam....&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/5112836239665095444-288250854344936160?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/288250854344936160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=288250854344936160' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/288250854344936160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/288250854344936160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-feast-to-remember.html' title='Great feast to remember'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmgtCC66P7I/AAAAAAAAC7g/Gwy4HSZ2uXM/s72-c/food+-+aqiqah+amin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-9002877389585448035</id><published>2009-07-21T14:55:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:13:19.245+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Boleh kurus ni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ni dah masuk hari ke 4 kami berada di Saudi. Rutin Neeza dah berubah semenjak balik ni. Bibik takde lagi. Ada 3 option - ambik bibik lama, ambik bibik baru, tak yan bibik. Last option tu macam best sebab dapat jimat duit. First option entahlah, not so keen. 2nd option memang tak difikirkan pun. Saja je berangan sebab banyak benda yang Neeza realize tentang 1st option yang buatkan Neeza rasa takde bibik lagi baik. Pening? Takpelah. Blog Neeza, jadi Neeza je lah yang lebih faham. Hahaha!!! eksen lah pulak kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan 4 anak yang sedang membesar, rasa macam nak fengsan aje. Dari pagi non-stop buat kerja. Ini dapat duduk tulis entry pun sebab Neeza buat kerja yang memang kena duduk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak-anak tak school term lagi jadi mereka sentiasa lapar. Jadi, kena selalu sediakan food. Tak kisahlah food yang kena masak ataupun instant. Janji ada makan. 2 anak breastfeed. Gilir-gilir ambik turn. Sabar je lah. Rasa-rasanya, kalau sebulan macam ni, boleh kurus kot ya Neeza ni.. hehehehh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-9002877389585448035?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/9002877389585448035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=9002877389585448035' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/9002877389585448035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/9002877389585448035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/07/boleh-kurus-ni.html' title='Boleh kurus ni'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-4174815281346319014</id><published>2009-07-19T14:09:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:23:59.569+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuti cuti Malaysia'/><title type='text'>The longest journey ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back to our nest. We reached home at 3am on 18 July. It is good to be home but it was also good to get chances eating various kinds of local fruits. Arrghh!!! I missed them. I missed durian, rambutan, pulasan and mangoesteen. Not to forget cempedak. Dapat makan 2 ulas je hari tu. Tak puas.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey home was quite a horrible one though. Alhamdulillah, we arrived home safe and sound. Let me put it as - things happen for reasons or at least a reason (back to the fitrah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do much of blogging as the house or rather the kids need me more than everything else. I may bloghop when the time allows like when I'm doing something that require me to sit down (read: breastfeeding for example heheh..) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all friends who have left comments on my previous entries. I'm not able to reply those comments yet. I'm so really sorry. I'm sorry too for not being able to meet those friends whom I planned to meet. Kind of frustrated indeed. But, having too little time with too many things to be done, usually will give that kind of expected outcome :). I hope my dear friends would understand. InsyaAllah, next time ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-4174815281346319014?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/4174815281346319014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=4174815281346319014' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4174815281346319014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4174815281346319014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/07/longest-journey-ever.html' title='The longest journey ever'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-1187656454801275857</id><published>2009-07-18T21:50:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:02:37.436+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my kids'/><title type='text'>Nine / sembilan / Tis'ah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmIbvxol47I/AAAAAAAAC6o/hJilkbSzG14/s1600-h/sophea+kecik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmIbvxol47I/AAAAAAAAC6o/hJilkbSzG14/s320/sophea+kecik.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359877014115705778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 Julai 2000 dia lahir&lt;br /&gt;18 Julai 2009 - sembilan tahun umurnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Kakak membesar sebagai seorang anak yang solehah&lt;br /&gt;Ummi dan Abah doakan kebahagian da kejayaan dunia dan akhirat bakal menjadi milik Kakak, Ameen...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-1187656454801275857?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/1187656454801275857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=1187656454801275857' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1187656454801275857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/1187656454801275857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/07/nine-sembilan-tisah.html' title='Nine / sembilan / Tis&apos;ah'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SmIbvxol47I/AAAAAAAAC6o/hJilkbSzG14/s72-c/sophea+kecik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-4393990018525299853</id><published>2009-06-30T14:12:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:28:08.071+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuti cuti Malaysia'/><title type='text'>Seminggu sudah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hari ini dah masuk 8 hari Neeza dan keluarga berada di Malaysia. Alhamdulillah, cuaca panas dan lembab yang ketara ni masih mampu kami hadapi hehee (ayat penyejuk hati :)). Apa-apa pun memang best lah balik Malaysia. Boleh makan durian, makan manggis, makan rambutan huhuuu... (bagi orang jubail jeles skettt :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setakat ni impian untuk jumpa blogger tercapai sikit saja. Tadi, Neeza jumpa Mak Teh, Kak Pb dan Kak OO di rumah Mak Teh. Seronok tengok pelajar-pelajar Mak Teh dan Kak OO yang berseri-seri semua wajah mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang kami berada di Kuala Kubu Baru - rumah adik Neeza, Shima. Lepas tu kami akan beransur ke Kemaman, Insyaallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neeza takde internet access. Ni tumpang rumah Shima. Kejap lagi nak makan durian 101 dan durian kawin yang besauuu. Babaiiiii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: gambar tak upload lagi. Balik nanti la upload semua gambar :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-4393990018525299853?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/4393990018525299853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=4393990018525299853' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4393990018525299853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/4393990018525299853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/06/seminggu-sudah.html' title='Seminggu sudah'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-3572279168233422254</id><published>2009-06-21T10:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:26:48.372+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Safar (travel)'/><title type='text'>Doakan kami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sj3fzWgxJzI/AAAAAAAAC6g/sNlmUQAR_4k/s1600-h/saudi+airlines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sj3fzWgxJzI/AAAAAAAAC6g/sNlmUQAR_4k/s200/saudi+airlines.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349678005695358770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe.. sempat lagi tu nak update blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debaran semakin terasa. Macam ni lah Neeza. Bila nak travel naik flight or naik bas (any scheduled public transportation), mesti berdebar. Feels like I have a butterfly in my stomach! Kalau naik kereta sendiri tak kisah sangat sebab masa tu kita yang adjust. Bila naik kenderaan bertiket ni, jantung tu dup dap dup dap je. Dalam kepala macam-macam difikirkan. Dapat kejar flight tak? Semua benda penting dah dibawak ke. Ada tak barang tertinggal. Rumah dah kemas ke. Eh! rumah pun kena kemas jugak. At least tak lah sakit mata memandang bila balik semula kesini. Tadi plan nak basuh baju yang tinggal. Tengok lah kalau sempat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak! Chomey tak mandi lagi. Gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doakan kami selamat didalam perjalanan ya. Selamat pergi, selamat pulang. Come back in 1 piece each. Insya Allah... Ameen ya Rabbal Alamin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-3572279168233422254?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/3572279168233422254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=3572279168233422254' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/3572279168233422254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/3572279168233422254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/06/doakan-kami.html' title='Doakan kami'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/Sj3fzWgxJzI/AAAAAAAAC6g/sNlmUQAR_4k/s72-c/saudi+airlines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-308363099311611865</id><published>2009-06-19T14:11:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:20:32.546+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Suka hilang tauuu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjtzopwxMeI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/N1_hdiai2j8/s1600-h/seilent.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjtzopwxMeI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/N1_hdiai2j8/s200/seilent.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348996124674961890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suka sangat hilang-hilang Neeza ni tau. Kejap timbul, kejap tenggelam. Itu lah jadi kalau mood untuk duduk depan laptop ni kejap ada, kejap takde. Ke sebab lain nih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tahu lah orang tu nak balik negeri 2 hari lagi. Mesti sibuk kemas baju, susun beg dan beli kacang-kacang untuk adik beradik. Kesian kat I tau.. kena tinggal sini. Lambat lagi nak balik negeri.. err.. kirim tempoyak ya.. okay!! tempoyak on the way.. kirim budu ya.. okay!! budu pun masuk bag nanti.. belacan jangan lupa tau.. oraittt!!! belacan packing cantik-cantik gitu. Kalau tidak, habis lah baju bau belacan huhuuuu.. &lt;/em&gt;InsyaAllah, apa yang dikirim tu orang yang nak balik tu akan cuba usaha sedaya upaya. Kalau lupa, mintak ampun, mintak maaf ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di petang yang hening ini, ada 2 makhluk tengah syok tidur atas katil tu. Jelesnya la. Tapi, mata ini belum mengantuk lagi (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;weiii!!! bangun lewat pun ada hati nak tido lagi ke? adehhh!!&lt;/span&gt;). Sebenarnya hajat di hati nak ajak orang itu pergi &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG WORLD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hehehe.. (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mak oi! besaunyaa!!&lt;/span&gt;). Lepas tu nak pergi alter abayat yang labuh berjela-jela tu. Maklumlah kan, kita ni &lt;del&gt;kemetot&lt;/del&gt; pendek. Beli baju kat sini, mesti nak kena kerat. Pompuan saudi tak kisah baju labuh sebab memang diorang suka &lt;del&gt;sapu lantai&lt;/del&gt; kain labuh pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semalam kan, ada orang hadiahkan Neeza jubah egypt. Walau bagaimanapun, jubah tu tak dapat di pakai lagi atas sebab-sebab tertentu. Tunggu 2 tahun lagi boleh kot. Terima kasih ya orang itu. Ingatanmu terhadapku sentiasa kukenang sampai bila-bila. Hehehee.. tak yah tanya la sape bagi ya. Dia tahu siapa dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang jam 2.07 petang. Adakah patut Neeza meneruskan misi mengemas baju? Menarik juga kalau kita buat misi beradu kan. Kita lihat nanti.. ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5112836239665095444-308363099311611865?l=neezashahril.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/feeds/308363099311611865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5112836239665095444&amp;postID=308363099311611865' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/308363099311611865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5112836239665095444/posts/default/308363099311611865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neezashahril.blogspot.com/2009/06/suka-hilang-tauuu.html' title='Suka hilang tauuu...'/><author><name>Neeza Shahril</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07823061977201459895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/TF6Tr8KkcRI/AAAAAAAADMM/mGeBrRZfTMo/S220/IMG_5148.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjtzopwxMeI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/N1_hdiai2j8/s72-c/seilent.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5112836239665095444.post-8457906129484562749</id><published>2009-06-17T14:03:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:06:00.123+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my kids'/><title type='text'>Today in 2 years ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a teary late night and early morning. He left me with the 3 kids and a bibik who was fired about a month after that ;). Shahmey was exactly a month old on that day. He can't even recognize his Abah yet. After 30 days of my delivery to Shahmey, he went to KSA - a country with a full of promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time flies like a thunder. Now, it's already 2 years and Shahmey already has a sister :) (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;productivenyaaaa.. huhuuu&lt;/span&gt;..). It is exactly 2 years that Abang has served the company. I hope the 2 years will continue for many more years. Insya Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjJcGQp4iI/AAAAAAAAC5g/98JhHoBOn-M/s1600-h/the+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348246042056450594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjJcGQp4iI/AAAAAAAAC5g/98JhHoBOn-M/s320/the+family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjJb0eFVeI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/1hxGziPVjg4/s1600-h/the+family+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348246037280937442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjJb0eFVeI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/1hxGziPVjg4/s320/the+family+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjJbl5R9PI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/lXjiqTtFgG0/s1600-h/ummi+nangis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348246033368478962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjJbl5R9PI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/lXjiqTtFgG0/s320/ummi+nangis.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Shahmey is 2 years and 1 month old. Sumeyyah is 5 months and 2 days. I snapped a few pictures of these 2 little kiddos. Since they are small, whatever they did look cute. Imagine the acts that they did are done by adults... yikess!! tak dapat nak bayangkan.. huduh bebenorrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjL_b-ov_I/AAAAAAAAC6I/p2Tovcoi18s/s1600-h/panjat+abah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348248848205135858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjL_b-ov_I/AAAAAAAAC6I/p2Tovcoi18s/s320/panjat+abah.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjL_a14ZEI/AAAAAAAAC6A/sznCTPq-HQc/s1600-h/panjat+abah+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348248847899976770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjL_a14ZEI/AAAAAAAAC6A/sznCTPq-HQc/s320/panjat+abah+2.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumeyyah was posing with a pretty gown, a gift from Umi Aishah. Kasut tak muat lagi la Umi... Tunggu Sumeyyah besar sikit ya.. :). Gown tu memang cantik. Sayang Sumeyyah takde rambut. Kalau tidak, boleh jadi Cinderella ;). Nasib baik ada head band Aunt Elle bagi. Boleh cover kepala botak Sumeyyah.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjL_CLMy4I/AAAAAAAAC54/n_L3T8faYC8/s1600-h/gown+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348248841278507906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjL_CLMy4I/AAAAAAAAC54/n_L3T8faYC8/s320/gown+1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjL--GApiI/AAAAAAAAC5w/i95h6dKRsF8/s1600-h/gown+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348248840182998562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjL--GApiI/AAAAAAAAC5w/i95h6dKRsF8/s320/gown+3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjL-o3IEVI/AAAAAAAAC5o/kjJfvV-c5F8/s1600-h/gown+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348248834483425618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uBCo9sqNJqo/SjjL-o3IEVI/AAAAAAAAC5o/kjJfvV-c5F8/s320/gown+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam ni, nak pergi makan rumah Umi Aishah, Insya Allah. Jom kita terjah dapur pulak heheh.. 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