<?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-33519187</id><updated>2012-01-15T08:18:44.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me and my thoughts...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-9102574012400440696</id><published>2012-01-15T07:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T08:18:44.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>few interesting things happened for the past few weeks.  One of the interesting thing happened is the opportunity to meet up with few parents (at Aimaan school) and exchange knowledge/view about their son.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the first day, I saw one of the parents who gave her business card to the class teacher and told the teacher that her son doesn't know to speak Malay at all. Well, I just smiled cause, Aimaan was like that before and only took him 1 year to learn Malay (After we send him to Islamic kindie) and Alhamdulillah..he coping well with the language. On the 2nd day, I went early for the recess time and got a chance to speak to her.Again, she told about her son. And told her not to worry since my son was like that. And somehow our conversations goes deeper into reading Quran, tafsir/solat etc. And truly I am amazed that she really loves to read Quran, and she make sure she read few surahs' like Yaasin, Waqiah etc everyday. She really believed that if we spend time to Allah (solar,read Quran, give charity -&amp;gt; Quran), everything is possible. She shared her experience where she have to close a big deal, and it was amazingly soo easy for her, she just find some time to read yassin and some other ayats (and of course solah) before the meeting, and she said the deal is closed within 5 minutes. And believe me, she can tell me, what the certain surah is for. And even she has a tool to listen to Quran. Well, one thing she is not in hijab. She said that her husband doesn't like her for her to wear hijab. Well, told her.. maybe it will take time &amp;amp; pray for her that her husband will terbuka hati for her to wear hijab. And another interesting thing..is when I open my Quran &amp;amp; read the tafsir of the ayah that I was reading- it was about 'Allah will give hidayah to whom he wants to give' -Surah Al-Anam.  Subhanallah. That really answers my hidden doubt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another friend of mine- she was telling that her husband was not an avid Quran reader. But everyday she make an effort to listen to Quran reading and improve his reading (he started off with Yassin). And now, he can read well and trying to improve for the other surahs as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my SIl...after she got back from Saudi-&amp;gt; we can see her looking more to ISlamic environment &amp;amp; education for her family. Again, it won't happen without Allah's hidayah.  And we are the one who have to seek for His hidayah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well. if they can do, why don't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-9102574012400440696?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/9102574012400440696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=9102574012400440696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/9102574012400440696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/9102574012400440696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2012/01/few-interesting-things-happened-for.html' title=''/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-1316587706538017768</id><published>2011-12-31T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T21:42:10.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8MfWY_F47uk/Tv8RDRB6GjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OreZDPKQkcc/s1600/IMG_2132.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8MfWY_F47uk/Tv8RDRB6GjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OreZDPKQkcc/s320/IMG_2132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692287201828280882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my lil one =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-1316587706538017768?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/1316587706538017768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=1316587706538017768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/1316587706538017768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/1316587706538017768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2011/12/lil-now.html' title='Lil one'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8MfWY_F47uk/Tv8RDRB6GjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OreZDPKQkcc/s72-c/IMG_2132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-3427512152595602019</id><published>2011-12-31T09:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T21:32:38.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I was pregnant with Ayesha... I had an ambition- to breastfeed my baby when she is born. Initially I targeted for 6 months (because I only managed to breastfeed Aimaan 2/12 months and already mixed formula powder when he is 1 month old-&amp;gt; feel very guilty about that!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read, make mental preparation on how to breastfeed baby, search, ask my good friend on how she did it, attend class, and yeah...the most important thing is mentally prepared! With the facility I had (which i store room in my office), I have exclusively breastfed Ayesha for 1 year-&amp;gt; without mixing any formula milk. I feel proud, syukur..despite some people still dont have knowledge about breastfeeding.  After one year, again, i want to stretch the period to 18 months, but the store room facility was taken, (they want to make way for renovation) and somehow it affected my schedule &amp;amp; and then I have start to give her goat milk-during day time and continue giving mommy's milk at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah, managed to give on that basis until she reached 2 years... And when turned two, I had a problem, to wean her. Some people will put few things in the nipple - so when the baby wants to drink the milk, they will taste funny and don't want to drink anymore. Somehow, I don't  feel comfortable doing that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i did: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) tell her that she's a big girl and 'amma's susu habis' ..but for 2 months she's refusing to accept that she can't drink the milk anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) tried to distract her form drinking milk- give her over stuff like vitamin, snacks &amp;amp; avoid to sit down with her (it worlds sometimes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) tried to give her fresh milk- mot of the time will give Aimaan, so she also wants to drink it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) get doctor's consultation- doctor said, we have to be firm with her, i.e. no means no. (well, i do sometimes, and it resulted tantrums-&amp;gt; very over acting tantrums, but it is cute anyway)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now..it shows some improvement.. she slowly start to understand that 'amma susu habis'  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but..the thing is...i missed the attachment feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyhow , just feel great that I managed to breastfed my daughter until she is 2 years old- despite that i am working mum. Alhamdulillah. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-3427512152595602019?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/3427512152595602019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=3427512152595602019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/3427512152595602019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/3427512152595602019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-i-was-pregnant-with-ayesha.html' title=''/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-3443267456677252699</id><published>2011-12-27T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T12:01:59.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011....2012</title><content type='html'>2011 coming to its end!! and people start talking about 2012 resolution... and personally..i dont beleive in having a long term resolution...because i have never achieve it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow..for my personaldevelopment this is what I want to achieve in year 2012, insya Allah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) go to gym at least twice a month&lt;br /&gt;2) to memorize short surahs from juz 30&lt;br /&gt;3) to train Aimaan to love solat- not to feel that its a hard thing to do&lt;br /&gt;4) to read at least a book&lt;br /&gt;5) to get my ideal weight- yes i was underweght&lt;br /&gt;6) to be more healthy- mind &amp;amp; body&lt;br /&gt;7) to attend educational program which they have muslims scholars around&lt;br /&gt;8) to improve my cooking&lt;br /&gt;9) to get good standing in my work&lt;br /&gt;10) to improve myself-in the eye of Allah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-3443267456677252699?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/3443267456677252699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=3443267456677252699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/3443267456677252699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/3443267456677252699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2011/12/20112012.html' title='2011....2012'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-5243535391101148488</id><published>2011-12-20T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T00:27:18.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in 2011..</title><content type='html'>I keep thinking what to write to make sure I can actively blog..until I read someone's blog what she did for this year 2011.&lt;div&gt;Well,thanks to her idea... for me to start of, this is some of what happened this year.. let me list 10...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) We enrolled our son into Islamic kindergarden (after 2 years in normal kindie). When we enrolled him, there was some dissatisfaction from some family members on why we want to send him there..and not why to other conventional kindie. Syukur to Allah, my hubby didn't object my intention, well he also agreed that our son also need education in Islam. Well, what I must say, Alhamdulillah.. after a year, he knows rukun solat, can recite 3 Quls, Alfatihah, few doas (before &amp;amp; after eat, before &amp;amp; after entering toilet, etc) few short surahs, and he fasted for 17 days in Ramdahan! The outcome - Alhamdulillah.. hope he will be given hidayah to ease his learning in Islamic values and other subjects as well. And we feel that we did a right decision to send him there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)  We had a splendid holiday- an east coast tour from KL-&amp;gt; Pahang-&amp;gt;Terengganu-&amp;gt; Kelantan&amp;gt;Perak and back to KL. It was tiring, but it was fun. The thing that we did enjoy is the scenery along the way, kids tantrum, food, meet up with my cousin, beach holiday. Conclusion: It was awesome! Kids &amp;amp; us enjoyed it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) A test for our family. Hubby, Aimaan &amp;amp; Ayesha was infected with dengue fever. Thank God I was not infected. It was really mentally &amp;amp; physically tough. And really, it was a challenging time for us, my parents. With Aimaan crying for the itchiness the whole night, he couldn't sleep &amp;amp; we couldn't sleep. It was really a tense moment. Ya Allah..only Allah knows how we feel. Stayed in hospital for 8 days.. (Hubby warded for 3 days, Aimaan 5 days &amp;amp; Ayesha 8 days). Pity little girl also don't know what's going on. Before they were admitted, we went to the emergency twice- the fever didn't subsided at all, and kids were send back home. Alhamdulillah- all of them recovered and may Allah protect us from this calamity again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) I tried my luck for a job (no, i didn't job hunt) - didn't really expect it, but I got the job. I tendered, again, I didn't expect my bosses will do the counter offer me. And I accept the counter offer. Maybe its written that I should work for few more years here, I suppose. Well, coincidently, another colleague of mine got job offer &amp;amp; he was also countered- offered.  This lead to what i call- the worst experience in my working life. I cried and had a very bad headache because of this. Think its not worth writing about it. Let it flow out from my memories. But now, i am not talking to this person who scratched my working record. Don't.Care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) My hubby and I registered for hajj this year. Given date is 2040. Hope Allah ease our intention to perform hajj at young age. and this give me an idea..that we should save up money for our children so that the can perform hajj when they are young. Few of my friends performed hajj this year and this really inspires me to save more for hajj. Insya Allah... Harap dipermudahkan untuk menunaikan haji.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) I was fortunate to know a well known Muslim family from USA. maybe blessed. Learned a lot from them and hope Allah give my family chance to get know more Muslim scholar families and be close to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) My lil cutie pie is such a cutie. She can talk, can read, recognize letters (alphabets &amp;amp; hija'yah), colors, sing &amp;amp; dance. (also scream, showing creative tantrums , and a trickster) Masha Allah...Thank you Allah for the wonderful gifts- Aimaan &amp;amp; Ayesha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) I want to learn something.. I've registered for Arabic class, but till now there's no call from the centre, for a class group. I've surveyed the masters class, but can't decided what I want to take. I just need to learn something- my BFF is gonna obtain her PHD soon, insya Allah. It inspire me a lot. I just need to learn something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) I start to enjoy cooking. Especially when my kids &amp;amp; hubby love it, made me to cook at home more frequent- with love. Secret for a good food, cook with love &amp;amp; without anger &amp;amp; ikhlas . and besides that, if possible take wudu', cover your hair &amp;amp;  do zikr while cooking. As for me, i will also make sure my nails are short. Cleanliness is the most importance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) I learned not to accept every knowledge/stories blindly. I also in learning process, not to entertain gossips, and I also learning to be more patience with my kids!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-5243535391101148488?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/5243535391101148488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=5243535391101148488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/5243535391101148488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/5243535391101148488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-2011.html' title='in 2011..'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-8471714286915279491</id><published>2011-12-11T08:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T08:39:15.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Update :)</title><content type='html'>it's been quite sometime :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohh.. how i need some consistency in doing something! Istiqamah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just khatan Aimaan last week. Alhamdulilllah.. all went well and he's 85% healed..and he started running around. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had some small doa selamat the night before, and poor boy he doesn't know what is 'sunat/khatan' is.. Told him the next morning- what is khatan and why boys need to do it, he started to feel scared. (And actually I felt that was the hardest thing I have ever done being a mom). Consoled him..tell him that he must do it when he is small so that when he row up, he won't feel pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubby followed Aimaan into the OT room. The procedure supposed to be a quick one. But we waited for more than an hour! It seems the surgeon arrived late. But overall, everything went well, Alhamdulillah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 7 days,  he is already running, jumping and screaming.. (back to normal).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, my next task is to ask him to be firm in Solat..I need the consistency performing solat..and hope the same for my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;h5 style="line-height: 14.25pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; "&gt;DOA AGAR ANAK2 MENGERJAKAN SOLAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURAH IBRAHIM (14) AYAT 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 align="right" style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 20pt; color: black; "&gt;رَبِّ اجْعَلْنِى مُقِيمَ الصَّلوةِ وَمِن ذُرِّيَتِى رَبَّنَا وَتَقَبَّلْ دُعَآءِ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: justify; line-height: 14.25pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; "&gt;“O my Lord! Make me one who performs Salah, and (also) from my offspring, our Lord! And accept my invocation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; "&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 style="text-align: justify; line-height: 14.25pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; "&gt;Wahai Tuhanku! Jadikanlah daku orang yang mendirikan sembahyang dan demikianlah juga zuriat keturunanku. Wahai Tuhan kami, perkenankanlah doa permohonanku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-8471714286915279491?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/8471714286915279491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=8471714286915279491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/8471714286915279491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/8471714286915279491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-update.html' title='Another Update :)'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-4133536344096563282</id><published>2011-02-18T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T10:14:13.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>while on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-4133536344096563282?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/4133536344096563282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=4133536344096563282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/4133536344096563282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/4133536344096563282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2011/02/while-on.html' title='while on'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-3532808935327639011</id><published>2011-01-23T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T23:40:42.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm</title><content type='html'>I love twitter..how lah yea... deactivated from FB, since i'm spending too much time there,, but again..twitter..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello twitter =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-3532808935327639011?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/3532808935327639011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=3532808935327639011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/3532808935327639011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/3532808935327639011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2011/01/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-457037465147814376</id><published>2011-01-23T05:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T23:39:30.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another Updates</title><content type='html'>Am up and active since 4 a.m. just now..with suppose to do work but until now, was surfing the net.. (not good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the updates&lt;br /&gt;1) Currently staying @ parents place, since hubby is out of country for 3 weeks! (yes, 3 weeks!)&lt;br /&gt;2) Feel like want a change in job.. =). Although my ultimate aim is to be a housewife.&lt;br /&gt;3) I hate using other laptop after using Apple. Now besides eating apple, I love Apple!&lt;br /&gt;4) I will update later, since I hate to use this laptop (not Apple laptop)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-457037465147814376?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/457037465147814376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=457037465147814376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/457037465147814376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/457037465147814376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-udpates.html' title='another Updates'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-8714187080409860301</id><published>2011-01-16T19:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:18:48.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates after 3 yrs.. =)</title><content type='html'>Oh wow... its been more than 2 years since I last update this blog! Now i feel like to start again! Blogging.. yes, blogging.. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i'm updating my cooking recipe blog, i think might as well i update this blog. Some of the things I cant recall at all, but I read back the old post, i can  recall..and imagine how's the situation was then.. its either I am a forgetful person or I need to write somewhere to remember what I'm been doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..some of the updates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Now i'm blessed with a pair of beautiful and adorable kids. Aimaan is now 6 years old and Ayesha, our latest addition, is now 1 year 3 months old. &lt;br /&gt;2) We have moved to our home, which is at KD since late 2008. Alhamdulillah.. we have a place called home. &lt;br /&gt;3) Am still working at the same company since 2006. &lt;br /&gt;4) Parents went for Haj in year 2007, and Alhamdulillah.. Aimaan behaved well and i took very little of my annual leave. My MIL was came down to KL at my SIL's place to help to take care of Aimaan. I will drop Aimaan and my maid in the morning and pick them up in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;5)  My SIL and her family migrated to Saudi. ITs a very good move for them. Its a hijrah for good. Wish Allah give us the opportunity to Hijrah somewhere else,t o make us a better person.&lt;br /&gt;6) One of my dearest cousin, suddenly passed away in late 2009, during my confinement (which was 38th or 39th day), leaving 2 adorable kids..which was 3 yrs, and 2 yrs then. It was a sudden shock to everyone. May Allah bless her and keeps her dengan orang2 yang beriman. &lt;br /&gt;7) My BIL got married in year 2008 and we have a niece who was born in April 2009. Ayesha was born in November same year. &lt;br /&gt;8) Talking about marriage, my bro and sis have not tied their knot yet, but Insya Allah..they will one day. &lt;br /&gt;9) My son will be going to Standard 1 next year, Insya Allah.. another phase.. and how he has grown up and how we are getting old!&lt;br /&gt;10) I am very proud to say that I have successfully breastfed my daughter for 1 year, without giving any other milk. Yes, I am proud.. =) I will write another post on this later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..this is what i can think of now.  Of course when there's a thought.. I will definitely pencil in my thoughts..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-8714187080409860301?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/8714187080409860301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=8714187080409860301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/8714187080409860301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/8714187080409860301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2011/01/updates-after-3-yrs.html' title='Updates after 3 yrs.. =)'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-5031989970474043128</id><published>2009-02-09T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:38:56.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How..</title><content type='html'>I need tips..on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How to teach you kid(s) to behave when bringing to someone's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How to encourage to share belongings with other kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How to ensure that kid(s) does not accept anything from a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How to embed sifat 'malu' in your kid(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. To embed them with Islamic value..as these days are getting very challenging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-5031989970474043128?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/5031989970474043128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=5031989970474043128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/5031989970474043128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/5031989970474043128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2009/02/how.html' title='How..'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-4747241694445693363</id><published>2008-11-10T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:36:46.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Charmer</title><content type='html'>Lately, my son has this one habit. If he is playing with his toys, and suddenly an insect (such as ants, flying ant) came nearby, he will pick it up and give it to us.&lt;br /&gt;He'll just say that "ma, look at this" and he'll put on our palm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being me, most of the time i'll just frightened, but i wont freak out, like melatah, pukul or others... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But last saturday, as usual he was playing and i'm watching tv. Calling me, he said ' ma, caterpillar'. Never thought of anything, i just used my hand, and do gestures like caterpillar, u know the like the cacing type. Then he repeated again, ' ma, caterpillar'. and I said 'ok, come let's play ur train'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, he's showing me, "ma' look!" and he's not showing ant or flying ant or others!. Its a centipede!! Ya Allah! the centipede is trying to escape itself from my son's finger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was freak out, and ask my son to give it to my husband. My husband quickly killed the centipede. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought him to wash his hands and while that... i was very grateful that&lt;br /&gt;- its a small centipede&lt;br /&gt;- my son was holding on its bottom part&lt;br /&gt;- he didn't get any itchiness at his fingers&lt;br /&gt;- Nothing harmed my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little charmer does not know what these little dangerous creatures can harm. May Allah protect him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-4747241694445693363?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/4747241694445693363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=4747241694445693363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/4747241694445693363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/4747241694445693363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-charmer.html' title='Little Charmer'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-3353560462631404085</id><published>2008-09-04T14:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:13:23.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been</title><content type='html'>Its been months i didn't update this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy reading other peoples blog, but to update mine... that's the tough part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Ramadhan al-Kareem to everyone. Hope this fasting month will be blessed by Allah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-3353560462631404085?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/3353560462631404085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=3353560462631404085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/3353560462631404085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/3353560462631404085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been.html' title='It&apos;s been'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-7968592093294889507</id><published>2007-11-15T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T16:01:45.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exaggerate</title><content type='html'>People do exaggerate… really. Me myself do this some times.. but usually by telling stories to my hubby and siblings je la… hmmm…why do I pick this topic today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a round of meeting with representative from few divisions in my company before today, had meeting again with them together with my boss. During ‘only me and rep from divisions meeting’ I had informed them that we had one type testing within our division and this take us 1hr 41 mins. (which is actual fact) And today, had meeting with them…and when my boss informs them that we had more than 2 hours to do the test. and adding on some few stories which is a tokok tambah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not being skeptical…but sometime I am a bit particular on certain thing…and I don’t like to ‘tokok tambah’ especially on the office matters and of course if we ‘tokok tambah’ the storyline will be more interesting, doesn’t it? Even the ‘tambah’nya is only 20 minutes..but I really bothered about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a someone who is ‘tak pandai buat cerita yg sedap didengar’ I realized today ( I might be late (slow) person to realized some things) that this era, in this corporate world you need to have some side ingredients to make your story or presentation more interesting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…bilalah nk pandai buat presentation ni…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-7968592093294889507?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/7968592093294889507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=7968592093294889507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/7968592093294889507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/7968592093294889507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2007/11/exaggerate.html' title='Exaggerate'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-7948484380660391426</id><published>2007-09-05T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:26:59.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2FOtyV9qkM/Rt5algrsTRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Sy1O1G-KZR0/s1600-h/sleepy-lion-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2FOtyV9qkM/Rt5algrsTRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Sy1O1G-KZR0/s320/sleepy-lion-t.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106618627959573778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 1 week, i've been dozing off at my workplace very often! Lucky, till todate no one saw me tersengguk-sengguk. Plus, my place is located next to my Big Boss room and I am sitting behind our secretary. There's a high partition next to me where one the  manager sitting behind the partition. So from my place, I only can seen our secretary and my big boss through the window. A quite place, I would say. Didn't dare to put on music loud and dont like to put on head-phone since I'm wearing tudung.   Plus, the frequency of people passing by is very low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today seems quite worse. I've been sleepy since morning. Woke up at 4.45 a.m. because the little charmer waking up crying (slept pon at 12-ish)because he wanted to watch Mickey Mouse. Maybe he was dreaming about it and suddenly woke up. But, mana ada Mickey Mouse pagi2 buta..? So I let him watch his favourite 'Bob the Builder' and I did not sleep again after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I woke very early, I left for offfice earlier than usual. Reach about 8.10 a.m [Usually arrive around 8.30 - 8.45 a.m.] Lepas log in, I start to check my emails, and guess what, tetiba...tertidur! Then, went for breakfast and thought it will be ok after that, but unfortunately it was not! it gets worse. So i called Kak M complaining that i've been very sleepy since i came to work! and she suggest one thing....drink nescafe. Realizing I have an important dateline to do, so i decided to have a cup of coffee ignoring the headache's that I'll be having if I have tea/coffee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now (after like 5hours taking the coffee) I feel not sleepy at all, completed my work and feel great! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2FOtyV9qkM/Rt5bDwrsTSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Fpd7XRb_fQ4/s1600-h/nescafe_koffiebeker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2FOtyV9qkM/Rt5bDwrsTSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Fpd7XRb_fQ4/s320/nescafe_koffiebeker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106619147650616610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-7948484380660391426?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/7948484380660391426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=7948484380660391426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/7948484380660391426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/7948484380660391426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2007/09/sleepy-days.html' title='Sleepy Days!'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2FOtyV9qkM/Rt5algrsTRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Sy1O1G-KZR0/s72-c/sleepy-lion-t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-8977823407174985055</id><published>2007-08-14T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T15:36:00.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tgh Boring boring..</title><content type='html'>tgh boring boring...jom main game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you find the C?  (Good exercise for the eyes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice you've found the C..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now Find the 6!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9999999999999999999999999999999999&lt;br /&gt;9999999999999999999999999999999999&lt;br /&gt;9999999999999999999999999999999999&lt;br /&gt;9999999999999999999999999999999999&lt;br /&gt;9999999999999999999999999999999999&lt;br /&gt;9999999999999999999999999999999999&lt;br /&gt;9999699999999999999999999999999999&lt;br /&gt;9999999999999999999999999999999999&lt;br /&gt;9999999999999999999999999999999999&lt;br /&gt;9999999999999999999999999999999999&lt;br /&gt;9999999999999999999999999999999999&lt;br /&gt;9999999999999999999999999999999999&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've found the 6...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the N! (might be easy!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMNMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-8977823407174985055?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/8977823407174985055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=8977823407174985055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/8977823407174985055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/8977823407174985055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2007/08/tgh-boring-boring.html' title='Tgh Boring boring..'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-9144669722084434279</id><published>2007-08-01T15:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T12:06:51.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babbling of Little Charmer</title><content type='html'>My son has just started to talk recently ( he called 'ma ' after he reached 2 years!). His vocabs, Alhamdulillah is keep growing now.  And as at today ,and as i can think of it now, the words that he can say , com (come), mandi, elikop (helikopter), buk (book), ten (train), car, nod (nose), kakka (kakak-our maid), sinni (sini)-&gt; ade sabdu in this two words :)  , ceyyi (cherry), nanana (banana) &amp; papapa (papaya)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few things happen with this little musketeer start to talk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Every Monday my dad will fetch my brother from his tuition class. As usual our little charmer will follow his grandpa. And last week, as he was walking towards the door, out of suddent he walked back towards me and said " tayiiin...tayiiin.. com" meaning that "jarin....jarin...come with me" .  I was like...budak ni...sabojela!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I came back from office one late evening and was rushing to take my bath before night. So this little charmer wants to follow into the room and he take his book to read. okla, kesian kat dia, I decided to take my bath later and sit with him to read with him. Suddenly this little master telling me " ma, mandi " and pointing his finger to the toilet. I ignored and read to him and he said " Ma! mandi go!" -&gt; (ma, go and take your bath). Tergelak I. And he took my towel and give it to me. amboi dah pandai direct2 orang dah budak kecik ni! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. this part is how is calling my hubby i.e. his father. starting with 'sey' and now he's calling his father 'sayang' . Clearly. ish...ish..ish.. not even calling what he is suppose to call his father. I think my husband and I have to call each other by ma and ta kot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's a bit of update of our little charmer, and I feel that this is one of the pleasure and happiness that Allah gives through the toddlers who starts to talk. So innocent, so adorable, so cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-9144669722084434279?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/9144669722084434279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=9144669722084434279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/9144669722084434279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/9144669722084434279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2007/08/babbling-of-little-charmer.html' title='Babbling of Little Charmer'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-7317535165603549666</id><published>2007-07-25T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T10:48:09.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something nice to share with</title><content type='html'>Got this from my friend who forwarded this to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You knew many things would change once you became a mother, but did you expect your vocabulary would be one of them? Here are some common words that may have taken (or will take) on new meaning thanks to your baby:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amnesia:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;The condition that enables a woman who has gone through labor to make love again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feedback:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;The inevitable result when your baby doesn't appreciate the pureed carrots.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full name:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;What you call your child when you're really mad at him. -&gt;&lt;/em&gt; frequently using this vocab now...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grandparents:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;The people who think your children are wonderful even though they're sure you're not raising them right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hearsay:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; What toddlers do when anyone mutters a dirty word.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Impregnable:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; A woman whose memory of labor is still vivid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Independent:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;How we want our children to be as long as they do everything we say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ow:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;The first word spoken by children with older siblings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puddle:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; A small body of water that draws other small bodies wearing dry shoes and socks into it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show off:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;A child who is more talented than yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sterilize: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What you do to your first baby's pacifier by boiling it and to your last baby's pacifier by blowing on it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two minute warning:&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When your baby's face turns red and he begins to make those familiar grunting noises.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-7317535165603549666?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/7317535165603549666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=7317535165603549666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/7317535165603549666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/7317535165603549666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2007/07/something-nice-to-share-with.html' title='Something nice to share with'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-4074145482234958471</id><published>2007-06-10T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:26:59.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2FOtyV9qkM/RmrrsRwwy8I/AAAAAAAAAAg/DGChTQ8NqYc/s1600-h/RB55320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074127076100983746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2FOtyV9qkM/RmrrsRwwy8I/AAAAAAAAAAg/DGChTQ8NqYc/s320/RB55320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after long time didn't update my blog, today..i'll try to blog something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I went to my company's annual dinner, and went without hubby because its only meant for the staff. The theme for the dinner is something to do with egypt. Being someone that who is not so enthuasism about following the theme for any dinner, i was taking it recklessly on the attire to wear until 1 hour before the dinner starts. Starting with 1 cloth, i changed to few other cloths ( changed cloth until 7 times!- this is really not me!!) and lastly i put on black jubah and black selendang, which has kias2 egypt/arab people. Being a new staff (7 months with new company) and hardly know staff from other division, and I sat with poeple that i dont know. Plus, my good friends did not attend this dinner and when i want to cancel my attendance, the committee said that if there's replacement, they'll allow me and if there's isn't i have to pay for the seat. so sapa yang nak bayar kan..terpaksala pergi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was different from the other dinners that i've attended before. The performance, the lucky draw ( didn't get any! iskk..iskk.. ) and performance by one of the local famous singer. Well, i say , the dinner is glamorous. The food was chinese 6 set-course dinner and i love the dessert! vanilla ice-cream in mango juice. . terliur sampai sekarang. and nasib baik my attire kena with the theme. stayed until 11 p.m and forgot to take the door gift, which is a thermos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funny thing is, there are few poeple asked me whether i'm from middle east...hehehe.. maybe sbb pakai celak kot...nampak cam arab kot...hehehe.. (nk perasan sikit). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and tomorrow (sunday), there's no plan to go anywhere yet. need to bring little charmer for outing..if not retort la budak kecik tu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now getting sleepy...and thats a bit of update for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;good nite ( or good morning? it's already 2.14 a.m.!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-4074145482234958471?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/4074145482234958471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=4074145482234958471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/4074145482234958471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/4074145482234958471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2007/06/well-after-long-time-didnt-update-my.html' title=''/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2FOtyV9qkM/RmrrsRwwy8I/AAAAAAAAAAg/DGChTQ8NqYc/s72-c/RB55320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-8667851928723519828</id><published>2007-03-08T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T12:50:10.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where you go?</title><content type='html'>Last night when come back home from one-utama with hubby,  our little charmer was waiting at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual when arrived home, the first thing i'll do is carry my son. but yesterday was soo different and happier because he talked!! and he asked a question! he uttered &lt;em&gt;'where you go&lt;/em&gt;' few times until i answered &lt;em&gt;'ma pegi one-utama, and ma didn't bring you today because its almost maghrib. we'll go next time,k&lt;/em&gt;.'  and then he start 'telling his stories', which is still in his baby language.  then he went to play with his toys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe until now i feel grateful and happy (..at last he is trying to talk! it was sooo difficult to see him talking to people...he was a bit shy to talk before...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one time about few months back, where we went to my sis-in-laws place. and when we went in to the house, he was saying ''kom" and repeating for few times and look at all people around there.  everyone is like puzzeled what la is my son saying, until i said 'i rasa boy bagi salam laa'. when my everyone replied 'waalaikumussalam' then only my son stop saying 'kom'..oohh..rupa-rupanya bagi salam...Alhamdulillah... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little charmer will be 2 next week! how time flies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-8667851928723519828?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/8667851928723519828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=8667851928723519828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/8667851928723519828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/8667851928723519828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2007/03/where-you-go.html' title='Where you go?'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-1340145521069432408</id><published>2007-03-07T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T14:49:25.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He he</title><content type='html'>i post this from my office today. amazingly, after few trials, i managed to log in to the blogger. no blocking detected... though i still need to be cautios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, more post to come if everything goes well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-1340145521069432408?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/1340145521069432408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=1340145521069432408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/1340145521069432408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/1340145521069432408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-post-this-from-my-office-today.html' title='He he'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-7461354149685691985</id><published>2007-02-03T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:26:59.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 years back... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2FOtyV9qkM/RcQ5itGeU7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/k0RcfRF81po/s1600-h/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027206352437400498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2FOtyV9qkM/RcQ5itGeU7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/k0RcfRF81po/s320/Slide1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;well, i dunno what to update too this blog, so i decided to play around with the photos... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-7461354149685691985?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/7461354149685691985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=7461354149685691985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/7461354149685691985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/7461354149685691985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2007/02/8-years-back.html' title='8 years back... :)'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2FOtyV9qkM/RcQ5itGeU7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/k0RcfRF81po/s72-c/Slide1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-8014762646316175282</id><published>2006-12-09T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T11:24:56.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job...</title><content type='html'>new job..new jobscope....new collegues..new environment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope its a place for me build up my skills and confidence.. insya Allah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-8014762646316175282?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/8014762646316175282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=8014762646316175282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/8014762646316175282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/8014762646316175282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-job.html' title='New Job...'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-116323208144203555</id><published>2006-11-11T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:52:36.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little charmer's first scribble</title><content type='html'>When I was watching TV few weeks ago, suddenly my son come and sit infront of me with a pen from somewhere and a piece of raya envelope. He start to scribble at the envelope while babbling 'A,B,C' on his own words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only taught him once using the pencil and paper and now, everytime when he sees the pen/pencil or paper he'll sit down and start to scribble. (plus, he always sees his grandpa using paper and pencil to play sudoku)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5715/4091/1600/SCRIBBLE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5715/4091/320/SCRIBBLE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;note: the 'A,B,C,D,E' is with the help of his 'ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, his development is really fascinating...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-116323208144203555?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/116323208144203555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=116323208144203555' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/116323208144203555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/116323208144203555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2006/11/little-charmers-first-scribble.html' title='little charmer&apos;s first scribble'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-116297651552032789</id><published>2006-11-08T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:26:20.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inai....at my hand..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Henna (Lawsonia inermis, syn. L. alba) is a flowering plant, the sole species in the genus Lawsonia in the family Lythraceae. It is native to tropical and subtropical regions of Africa, southern Asia and northern Australasia with an arid or at least seasonally dry climate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The application of henna is most popularly used on the body as a temporary tattoo. This usage is popular all over the world. It is usually drawn on the hands and feet, where the designs will last the longest&lt;/em&gt; text from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henna"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/1600/inai1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/320/inai1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for this raya, I nak buat henna at my hand. Half hand pon jadi la... The last time I did was during my wedding.And, used to do a lot while studying at UIA dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp, takde gambar result dia..tangan tak lawa... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-116297651552032789?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/116297651552032789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=116297651552032789' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/116297651552032789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/116297651552032789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2006/11/inaiat-my-hand.html' title='Inai....at my hand..'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-116193253517098021</id><published>2006-10-27T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:26:19.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Look I See</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/1600/cd_audio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/400/cd_audio.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;Dunno if you guys heard of this latest cd( not so latest, was released in 2004)  by Yusuf Islam and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the cd early of this year, and we'll play the songs whenever we travel with our son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the reason I'm posting about this cd is just because the songs are beautifully composed and its just nice to listen and sing along with it. It's actually   inspirational songs for children but me as adult would just love to listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs contains the teaching on the Creator, morals, months on Islam [siapa yg tak leh hafal bulan-bulan Islam boleh hafal through lagu ni :) ].My favourite song is &lt;strong&gt;Your Mother&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to recommend to buy it. It will cost less than RM15 for the cassette and less RM25 for the cd. (Tak ingat harga dia actually). Kinda promoting this cd...hehe.. Its worth buying and hope it can instill good values for ourselves and our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Malaysia, you can get it from any Islamic bookstore ( I bought at Ummikusayang)like Saba Islamic Media , but am not sure whether other cd shops do sell this in Malaysia. Dunno how about it in overseas, but its quite popular in London, the birthplace of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat_Stevens"&gt;Yusuf Islam&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may listen to the preview soundtracks of this cd &lt;a href="http://www.islamicbookstore.com/a4530.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-116193253517098021?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/116193253517098021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=116193253517098021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/116193253517098021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/116193253517098021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-look-i-see.html' title='I Look I See'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-116191922669705144</id><published>2006-10-27T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:26:19.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Name is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/russiannamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manya Lyuha Lebedev&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in Russian.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/russiannamegenerator"&gt;what's ur's&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-116191922669705144?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/116191922669705144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=116191922669705144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/116191922669705144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/116191922669705144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-name-is.html' title='My Name is...'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-116063413983114728</id><published>2006-10-12T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:26:19.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview Blues</title><content type='html'>For the past 1 year, i've been attending lots of interviews.. yeah, for the new job, and for a better position.. What made me to write this entry is, after reading &lt;a href="http://edyan7.blogspot.com/2006/10/macammacam.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; i've experienced similiar situation that my friend had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of it is during my early pregnancy days. The interview went very well, and the interviewer, Mr C already gave me tips and what to do/read for the 2nd interview. Well, I was very excited, ye la.. tempat kerja dekat ngan rumah, not even 10 minutes.. Then he asked me whether do I have any questions, then the silly me ask, "Do you recruit pregnant woman?" . Mr C's face expression changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr C: Are you pregnant?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me : Yes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr C: owh...no no problem, we do, we will give them office work rather than travelling. We dont encourage them to travel during their pregnancy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: ok, nice to hear.. (releived)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days passed, when I try to follow up, the respond was that, they already found another candidate to the position. Kelakar kan.. If I tak mention I'm pregnant, the sooner or later they'll know kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After delivery, i've attended interviews, and where most of the questions will be based on my commitment and my family, willingness to leave my son for the long hours, what your son will do if you come back late.. Hmm... not worth it la kan tanya soalan2 camni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I suppose its not easy for working mom to look for a new job out there. Tapi ini takkan melunturkan semangat saya to look for something better for the future. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33519187-116063413983114728?l=etile1979.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/feeds/116063413983114728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33519187&amp;postID=116063413983114728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/116063413983114728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33519187/posts/default/116063413983114728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://etile1979.blogspot.com/2006/10/interview-blues.html' title='Interview Blues'/><author><name>etile</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33519187.post-116037376233769869</id><published>2006-10-09T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T16:26:18.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maggi Murtabak</title><content type='html'>Pictures of how to do maggi murtabak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officemate forward time bulan puasa pulak tu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/1600/canai2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/320/canai2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bahan-bahan : maggi, bawang, telur, roti yg telah di uli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/1600/canai3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/320/canai3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;letak telur atas tepung, and then letak bawang.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/1600/canai4.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/320/canai4.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; letak maggi pulak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/1600/canai4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/1600/canai5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/320/canai5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dah siap dibungkus..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/1600/canai6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/320/canai6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and ready to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/1600/canai2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6307/3681/1600/canai1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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