<?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-22848195</id><updated>2011-11-08T10:39:43.915+08:00</updated><category term='Discovery Channel'/><category term='How to handle an angry bunny'/><category term='The Sirih (Sireh?) Junjung'/><category term='ABPBH 2006?'/><category term='Shall We?'/><category term='Sungai Buah'/><category term='rock-a-bye-baby'/><category term='Dengkil'/><category term='I am so Whatever'/><category term='Hyatt Saujana Kuantan'/><category term='Teluk Chempedak?'/><category term='In a jam'/><category term='Into the blue'/><category term='Sudut Bacaan - Pandangan Hadapan'/><category term='Seven Lemon Centerpiece'/><category term='The night the police came - Syawal 07'/><title type='text'>The Life Book</title><subtitle type='html'>What strange thing, life is. Will it be life worth living?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-1646104562087697093</id><published>2011-10-30T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T14:34:30.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday bloody Sunday</title><content type='html'>As I was sitting here, in my room on a balmy Sunday afternoon looking out the window, my mind was wandering up and over the canopy of trees. The light rain just stopped, showering the parched surrounding, making the trees and grass greener and more fragrant with a little wash... Nothing special was today, just a normal Sunday afternoon...abang is away in Kuala, anchaq is away at school, najiha is sleeping in the crib, the house is quiet. The INTAN bus just pulled up in front, trying to manouver around the annoyingly parked cars to enter the gates, the rain just started pouring again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is actually quite a rare Sunday, as it is a peaceful one. My Sundays are usually packed with stuffs to do, so, to be able to sit in a quiet house is actually something of a luxury. Next week is the Eid Al Adha, on a Sunday and Najiha's aqiqah event, so that is a busy Sunday right there. The week after is my nephew's wedding in Kuala, on a Sunday following the Nikah ceremony on the subsequent Friday...looking forward to that, its been awhile since I've attended a wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the rain pours, becoming heavier this time round, I am reminded of the fact that what luxury Sundays have become, a day usually reserved for rest and regenerate to prepare for the coming working week. The same goes to my life as well, there is no rest for the weary, or so the say. I thought with no thesis to write, my life would return to its normal pace again but what is normal? My life is fervently changed, I may never be able to reclaim that life back, but question is, do I want my old life back? On the other hand, I am rather looking forward to live a new life ahead of me, together with the rest of my family, a new beginning..I am supposed to move to my new room at the new office building, actually looking forward to redecorate that room! Yeay! So that is it people, enjoy this Sunday, while we still can.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-1646104562087697093?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/1646104562087697093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=1646104562087697093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/1646104562087697093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/1646104562087697093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2011/10/sunday-bloody-sunday.html' title='Sunday bloody Sunday'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-2597771939584907042</id><published>2011-09-28T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T15:05:15.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class of 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's that time of the year again, convo time for many IPTs. Last week UKM had their's. Next week UM pulak. To my dearest cousin &lt;a href="http://mami-oh-mummy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chiyan&lt;/a&gt;, congratulations atas kejayaan, the first (and certainly not the last) of the 6028ians to do so, with more to come. To sport science students...this is the beginning, never the end, congratulations to all of you!! Selamat menempuh alam pekerjaan pulak lepas nih...muahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As for meself, was inspired tgk Chiyan trying on the robes in her FB pics. My dearest friend, Dr. Fuadah pun dengan baik hatinye picked me (and the baby's bassinet) up smlm for our own robing process..still tak teruja lagi nak g convo, may be when the time nears nanti kot. Or maybe sebab kitorang (or is it just me) dah tak berapa nak muda dah baru settle study ni...tak taulah...all I know is it is a bit anti-climax. Don't get me wrong people...I am forever indebted to all my supporters, especially on their du'as for me without which I will never have made it through, but spending all those time, across two continents, with all the drama that a person could handle...just getting the letter saying that the "Senate agrees to award" moi pun dah cukup dah rasanya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So why am I doing the convo thingy again? you ask? Mostly to meraikan the effort and belief, the faith that my husband and parents had in me, to salute my fellow graduands, the academic fraternity, hopefully to motivate my sibs and inspire my children...education is a lifelong process, we are being educated still every second of our lives...choose education !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I always loved the movie "Gladiator", so to all the graduands of Class 2011 wherever you are, we salute you! To my own clan, Strength and Honour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-2597771939584907042?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/2597771939584907042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=2597771939584907042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/2597771939584907042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/2597771939584907042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2011/09/class-of-2011.html' title='Class of 2011'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-3034231931717316315</id><published>2011-08-12T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T21:48:17.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Comeback</title><content type='html'>There seems to be a pattern here. I only update my blog once a year, and always near the Fasting month..why? Well, maybe because Ramadhan IS the month to reflect. Fact is, I almost forgot about this blog...was browsing through opot's blog and saw my own listed as blogs she followed..was surprised at the blog myself...how crazy is that? If I use the perennial "busy" word to explain my absence, it would be an understatement..so I won't do that...but I will try to be more "active" in months to come....or so I thought...;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am in the "reflection" mode, I supposed the reason why we blog (or at least why I blog) is to reflect on the changes that happened within my own life, things have been pretty mundane for the good part of 2009/2010. There was a wedding, and two arrivals of babies in 6028, so that was something! Beginning 2011, life seems to pick up a pace for me, I was finishing with my thesis and after 13 years, I was pregnant again...so that is pretty life changing matters right there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, am back at 6028, in my 30th day of confinement, trying to rearrange my life around these changes and am looking forward to new challenges in life...am happy that it is Ramadhan again, my favourite month of the year....see you guys around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Congrats to M-O-M who's my confinement mate next door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-3034231931717316315?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3034231931717316315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=3034231931717316315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3034231931717316315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3034231931717316315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2011/08/comeback.html' title='The Comeback'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-357227893556737174</id><published>2010-02-25T12:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T12:46:05.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections of a Pencil</title><content type='html'>My last entry was August 2009, it's close to March 2010 and we even ushered in the Year of the Tiger in between. So many things had happened, all things good and bad. I was touched by &lt;a href="http://mami-oh-mummy.blogspot.com/2010/02/story-of-pencil.html"&gt;chiYan's story of the pencil&lt;/a&gt;. As I was reading it, could not help but reflect my own fortunes as well as misgivings. Regrets I have many, but I hope I learnt my lessons. I want to be a good pencil, but sometimes there are many obstacles that a pencil must face. I suppose we don't have to wait for a new year to start erasing our misdeeds or sharpening our points. Every day is life lessons' learnt. Thank you chiYan..for a truly inspiring anecdote&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-357227893556737174?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/357227893556737174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=357227893556737174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/357227893556737174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/357227893556737174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2010/02/reflections-of-pencil.html' title='Reflections of a Pencil'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-6295927537239225885</id><published>2009-08-04T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T15:47:44.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dah sebulan kelas start, next week dah convo. Kejar puasa lah tu... Some students dropped by the office after picking up their academic robes. Felt very old, when your students are graduating..*sigh*.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This session is also a close friend's PhD graduation...me and tuty are planning to suprise her with some killer pollens!! and started me thinking of my own graduation..biler lah agaknyer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abis tu biler la nak boleh buat..all these admin work yang due..terkejar2 nak siapkan..semalam baru abbis antar file kursus for audit, itupun ade satu lagi file due..do not even go there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Semalam my supervisor reminded me on the edited chapters, which are due, as usual. By Khamis I have to finish reading and commenting the PhD thesis of my student..I mean how sick is that? My student is graduating way ahead of me..I mean kudos to my student but boo-hoo to me..aww life sucks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So again, another note-to-self, must cleanup room (after the juggernaut that is "Audit File Kursus") so that I can start (or re start) reorganizing my thoughts towards my unfinished chapters... fin...(God!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On a more private note, we are happy to announce the arrival of the baby girl by Awang &amp;amp; Co. For now I call her Jidan the sequel, sbb kakak die Wijdan..look forward to call her proper name... now let me check my diary, I should be making that visit to my gynae anytime soon..(God!!)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-6295927537239225885?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/6295927537239225885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=6295927537239225885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/6295927537239225885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/6295927537239225885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2009/08/re-start.html' title='Re Start'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-8514164341259125229</id><published>2009-07-15T09:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:15:02.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Worry List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Sl04GyZTa6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/1N5r-4jE9_8/s1600-h/P1000606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358500820899031970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Sl04GyZTa6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/1N5r-4jE9_8/s200/P1000606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The semester starts on the 6th of July. Some classes were cancelled for the new undergraduates, like my Edu Law class. It's the H1N1 scare thingy. Now kena ganti lagi the missing 5 hours tu, kat ner nak carik tatau lah (My first worry).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As it were, jumpa my supervisor semalam, handed her my progress report (or pro-stress report as i'd like to call it!). She envisioned that everything would be ready for submission in the next few months, of which I concurred. It is a do-able thing, I said to myself....(My second)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next in my worry list is the research write up, and some of the underutilized research funding, still sitting pretty while the clock is ticking. All reports are due September/October 2009. Pose dah dekat, which would slow down some of the research thingy..which is worrisome. This weekend is already fully booked as were the last weekend. G PD lagi, kena wat module for some IPTS, the organizer kata ada saguhati, which is nice...one less thing to worry about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-8514164341259125229?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/8514164341259125229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=8514164341259125229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/8514164341259125229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/8514164341259125229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-worry-list.html' title='My Worry List'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Sl04GyZTa6I/AAAAAAAAAIU/1N5r-4jE9_8/s72-c/P1000606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-4625159723854066425</id><published>2009-05-20T14:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T15:24:17.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Post Scripts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/ShOqPkuL2JI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OopLHmfgBQ4/s1600-h/IMG095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337797167896320146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/ShOqPkuL2JI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OopLHmfgBQ4/s200/IMG095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The last week was a blur... semuanye nak cepat and nak sekarang. Managed to hantar all the results and answer scripts to both faculties, not exactly on time, but more importantly it's off my table now. I thought I was not going to make it.. but somehow, I found out that we will always find a way. By hook or by crook..they say lah kan.. I'm just glad I'm out of the woods.. now looking at the aftermath..all those assignments bertaburan, nak kene clearkan..so that  life could move on. I do this every semester, always making note to self that I will do better next semester, in terms of organizing all these tasks. .but just when I am all prep up to do it the organized way, there will always be a glitch, of human kind, mind. Tak leh sangat nak plan2 ni, tu yang I ended up with the motto 'go wit the flow' tapi kalau flow die tsunami caner? kan? so how, you ask? I really don't have the answer. All I know is, I have deadlines, and I try sticking to it (underline TRY). There are times yang I was dangerously close to not accomplishing it. Tell me about THAT! I had my fair share of dissapointments, all life's lessons learnt..but as I have said in my last post..nothing is without value, your winnings as well as your losses, in my case especially my loss..now as I was blissfully unhampered by the thougts of massive mountains of answer scripts to attend to, my attention is turned to my other commitments. Which is equally massive in volume, and requires my thinking cap again. The campus is becoming less populated now, with the semester holidays on, everything calm and quiet..the best time for me to finish my writing up, get that book(s) out, finalise the draft articles, send the research reports, apply for more research grants, google that article up, help a friend with the proposal, help myself to my oen proposal......etc..etc...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/ShOqBifu2TI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Dk9CRkXN4LQ/s1600-h/IMG095.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-4625159723854066425?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4625159723854066425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=4625159723854066425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4625159723854066425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4625159723854066425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-post-scripts.html' title='Life Post Scripts'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/ShOqPkuL2JI/AAAAAAAAAIM/OopLHmfgBQ4/s72-c/IMG095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-5360522889702594579</id><published>2009-05-14T11:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:59:24.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Organization</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I look at organization as the skills needed to actually go through my life on a daily basis..Macam semalam, hubby nak kene pegi KB on work-related matters, flight at 1830. At 12.30 found out that semua seluar dia dah past due..dan tak sesuai nak pakai..now no time to sew on the buttons or whatever lah kan..at 1330 moi ader meetg kat fakulti but hubby nak bawak seluar jugak .. so the solution is for moi g cari seluar die while hubby g amik anak kat sekolah and antar balik..so with 15 minutes to spare, raced to the nearest carrefour (mujur duit beli seluar die bagi ok?), buat supermarket sweep-like action and out of the carrefour in record time, of course I was still late to the Ijazah Dasar meeting by now, not with the absolutely torrential rain pulak yang turun after weeks of dry spell the moment I cleared off the parking bays..not amused... So balik office called hubby, who said he's on the way and was wondering (out loud) if I am able to drop him off kat Station University? A quick glance at the car clock... I'm late by 45 minutes now..what did I say to my hubby? What could I say is the question..so, yes, I'll send him off, come whatever...and was back at the office exactly an hour into the meeting...sampai bilik meeting, soaking wet, kak siti cakap "meeting dah abbis la puan"...! Such is life.. I plonked down one of the seats after helping myself to a heaping bowl of soto ayam, suddenly remembered that I hadn't eaten anything since morning...so time wasted you say..I don't think so..I had long ago accepted that we can never please EVERYBODY all at the SAME time...so there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-5360522889702594579?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/5360522889702594579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=5360522889702594579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/5360522889702594579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/5360522889702594579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2009/05/organization.html' title='Organization'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-9190854988364455928</id><published>2009-05-08T13:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:05:01.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No man is an island?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was thinking of keeping more regular tabs on my blog, found out that that is not so realistic. am so busy like nobody's business! balik rumah ambah pun kadang tak sempat..apa yang busy sangat u ask? That is actually a tricky question. I was on a whirlwind tour of Perlis last Labour Day, more of a tsunami than anything else. Yang's daughter punya wedding. Penat tak abbis lagi pegi Bogor pulak..Bogor is not under the Malaysian Flag..of course! Pun ribut jugak yang tu, pegi pagi balik malam hari yang sama ok? Not amused, like at all!! All this for what? Pleasing other people? Do we really need to please other people THAT much? Surprisingly, the answer you might find is, YES we do? I read somewhere that man is a social animal, and that man = island not the same..what we do has a lot to do with what others' do, otherwise jadi hermit la somewhere or a recluse ingenue or whatever you call them..that's why telco providers are charging us like tonnes of Ringgit like each time we try to connect to others, and because it is our own innate reaction, well all the more reason for the telcos to smile all the way to the bank..I am thinking of something that involve only me, no one else, just a me thing..  found out that there is NO such thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-9190854988364455928?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/9190854988364455928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=9190854988364455928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/9190854988364455928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/9190854988364455928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-man-is-island.html' title='No man is an island?'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-2559894373378600830</id><published>2009-03-11T10:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:04:45.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to basics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Salam, peeps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's March already, and I've just come up for air!! tak sempat langsung nak mem'blog' sekian lamer..the start of the year is so hectic, it took me almost three months to finally settle down. As usual so many things happened, some of which was chronicled kat dalam my facebook. Yup, just found out the joy of FB tu yang sampai blogspot ini seperti di'anak tiri'kan..today, nothing much, work as usual..I'm starting my journey to JB right after this blog, nak visit my students kat the Southern State ade tiga tempat, BP, JB and Muo. Will update as soon..in the mean time, carpe diem!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-2559894373378600830?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/2559894373378600830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=2559894373378600830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/2559894373378600830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/2559894373378600830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-basics.html' title='Back to basics'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-7520199388583329560</id><published>2008-11-03T14:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:44:07.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't feel much like posting...in a very, very low-batt mode.. Yesterday was the day me and the associates would always remember. A little personal tragedy. The Wall has been encroached.. I'm not particularly inclined to divulge as to what is the problem with me..suffice to say that the clan and I would presevere. Yes, moving on and facing this life in the face of another..Having the strength to carry on..mountains still to climb..you know the works..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To anchaq and associates, as per General of the Felix Region in Gladiator ; Strength and Honour! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-7520199388583329560?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/7520199388583329560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=7520199388583329560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/7520199388583329560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/7520199388583329560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2008/11/wall.html' title='The Wall'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-187300392241353876</id><published>2008-10-22T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:02:55.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Occupational Hazard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a Wednesday. I am supposed to wrap-up all my classes by this week. Yup, it's week 14 in the course outline people, and many uni students are nervously waiting for exam week to begin. To me, what the week signify is that time sure zooms past! Tonnes (that's British metric system) of work are still left idle, serenely untouched, propped up at various corners in my office. the office is not as dingy as maktam's, it must be said, but all sorts of work-related papers are lying around miserably still. This week I was confronted with a few issues, like trying to decide whether to go to Bangkok or Penang for urgent meetings (of course work-related! I mean, hello...). For some the choice is rather obvious. I checked the valid date on my passport. Yup, we're good. Then again, Bangkok is currently bedlam, at least in some parts of the city. Protesters are taking to the streets, proof that democracy is alive and well but since I don't speak Thai, I am thinking..hmm..maybe NOW is not such a good time? So, that leave the option to drive up to Penang open...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;All this made me think. I thought being in the teaching profession is a relatively mild sort of job, you know. the type of work people won't die in...but I am looking at things a little differently, now. We teachers are exposed to all kinds of occupational hazard. Well, I suppose all professions have their own sort of inherent or in-built risk factors but don't you go write us teachers off just yet. It's a no brainer that stress is a major cause for all sorts of diseases. In my line, we have stress for breakfast!! I mean, try teaching your child something good for them? Tricky? Well, now try teaching other people's child?  Education is hard work. Then somebody said, teachers have all these spare time and holidays they could take. Itu pun hazardous. Don't get me started on travelling on local roads. Nk g meeting abroad pun, cam nak g Bangkok misalnya...susah jugak bila ada internal issues cam tu..so you see...life is hard. For everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tapi, really.Don't get me wrong. I am forever thankful for everything that I have. Syukur Alhamdulillah. We tend to only look inwardly kalau ada masalah. Trying comparing yourself to mereka yang lebih memerlukan. Muhasabah diri sikit. Memanglah manusia, mana ada yang cukup. I want to be mereka yang dah merasa cukup. Very tricky. Jangan stress out too much. Stress boleh, cikit2. Just know your limits lah kot...senyum, be brave and the rest, they say is &lt;em&gt;biology&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-187300392241353876?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/187300392241353876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=187300392241353876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/187300392241353876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/187300392241353876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2008/10/occupational-hazard.html' title='Occupational Hazard'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-533482013140170144</id><published>2008-10-08T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:53:53.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Syawal 1429</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;It is actually the 8th of Syawal. Moi is back at work after a lo-o-ong raya break (at least it felt like it). Feeling moody and cranky today, the flu is setting in I think..been reading the sibling's postings and felt like a new post is called for. As per maktam's and maksu's postings, raya in my household is all about food, drink and be merry. And fireworks on the takbir night (where we do not have any tarawikh to perform). We have more ammo than we usually do the last two years. No 'KLCC" type extravaganza, but fun all the same. No police this year peeps, so that's an improvement! Were waiting for hadi the bilal to finish his rounds of takbir so we started quite late. The encore was almost midnight, I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the first year of raya without my late mother-in-law for my hubby. After much discussion, it is decided that he would spend two days of ramadhan and two days of syawal at Talang. He was accompanied by Afiq and Achap so Anchaq and I will spend raya in Sungai Ramal Dalam. Maybe this week Anchaq and I will go back to Talang pulak. Tukor shift gitu. More importantly, tengok my dearest father-in-law and everybody back at Talang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pagi Syawal, the usual drill. Masjid Hasanah is THE place to go. Baba went to pray somewhere else, Desa Surada and ended up jadi Imam (hmmm?). Back at home after prayers, start balik with the food. This year is a tad different. No nasi2, it's laksa time..scrumptious as usual maktam...hurrah!! the gateau du jour is sponsored by mak ngah. Secret Recipe's of course - chocolate strawberry (pls refer to maktam's blog for pix) - yes, start drooling!! And then off to umah Paman sebelah makan soto lak..kak mal and kak ipah's family on tow. I think we are seeing a pattern here people! Pastu g SA umah bangmim tgk my aunty. She looked well. Another round of assault on the ketupat-rendang. yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;The next day, for lack of nothing better to do, I just casually cook for the household. Nothing fancy (really maktam! especially if it comes out of the packet)..just leftover urat yang we braised for hours and turn it into 'gulai ceghoi'. No pix of it which is sad, but it sure taste nice!! My hubby said so!! Oh speaking of which, die balik on the eve of the second raya to pick us up at my mom's. Lepas makan the biryani-wannabe, we head home. Anchaq tinggal umah ambah. Malam tu, Kema lak sampai dari KK, dengan Yong and hubby. All in all, that is Syawal this year. A time for family. It has been been a subtle one for me, but it did not lose any of the excitement. So, here's wishing everybody "alfun mubarrak, kullu 'am wa antum bikhair" from anchaq dan co ! I miss Ramadhan though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-533482013140170144?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/533482013140170144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=533482013140170144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/533482013140170144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/533482013140170144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-syawal-1429.html' title='1 Syawal 1429'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-6248851889935301620</id><published>2008-09-16T15:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:33:44.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 days to Syawal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Salam Ramadhan people. Semalam on the way to Batu Uban, Penang, Radio Sinar (my tuned-in channel) pasang lagu raya. Lagu Sudirman lak tu, sayuu tak ingat. I was driving (well, my hubby sebenarnya) along the old trunk road from Kuala Kangsar and start revisiting the times in my memory bank of balik kampung raya (or balik raya kampung). Teringat masa balik kampung with my then very noisy siblings. Sume dengan perangai masing-masing naik the mitsubishi galant estate BBW 4473, sopi mesti dok belakang wit all the lugagges and foodstuff. we brought tonnes of stuffs. Baba mesti pasang tape Quraan by Sheikh Mahmud Khalil all the way (sampai pening kapla dibuatnya). Masa tu belum ada PLUS lagi, so kena lah lalu dari Kuala Selangor. My happiest memory was when travelling through the villages, tengok persiapan raya depa. pasang panjut ke tak. Lalu all the three states (Selangor, Perak, Penang) sebelum sampai Kulim. I hate the stretch from Bota to Changkat Jering sebab lalu Beruas, jalan cam ular kene palu. Doesn't sit well with my stomach. Pastu pasar Changkat Jering is a sight for sore eyes. Mama mesti nak singgah, beli 'choq penigham' either on the way pegi or balik, ngan some ikan wadi' (pekasam). The Pasar is an indication that the end of the destination is near and that we could stop and catch a breather sebab dah berjam2 dok dalam kereta. Semalam I saw the Pasar, and smiled inwardly. Some things change very slowly, but eventually all will change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyhow, Siti's singing next door is my favourite raya song by Siti. Banyak lagi yang belum buat for Raya at no. 18 and 6028. Foodwise, household issues...baju hubby and child (arggh). Pelita belum keluar lagi, tunggu Mak Su from Alai? Mak tam refuses to do any cookies this raya, only popcorns and some bread and butter mushroom cheese thingy? Mak Lang have not given any feedback on the broken brand-new oven? Mak Ndak..well mak ndak tengah sort out some old stuffs to give away as per ambah's instructions last I check. The tension is building, but it's the tension we don't mind having. After all Aidil Fitri is setahun sekali. Cheers peeps, till the next posting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-6248851889935301620?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/6248851889935301620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=6248851889935301620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/6248851889935301620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/6248851889935301620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2008/09/14-days-to-syawal.html' title='14 days to Syawal'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-303396418567606374</id><published>2008-09-10T17:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:08:11.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings of a Travel Bug...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/SMeaJi6w9fI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zuk9l4LRfd4/s1600-h/IXUSAugust2008+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244329779879015922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/SMeaJi6w9fI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zuk9l4LRfd4/s200/IXUSAugust2008+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Baru dapat balik the camera from P.Ngah and uploaded the pictures to the PC. Ada gambo M.Su and P.Ngah's graduation (which I attended) in two different states. Ada gambo mase supervise my 'children' kat Tawau n Ranau. I quite like Sabah actually, travelled from KK to Ranau, which was very interesting, went pass the Tamparuli Bridge, u know as in the song? went up to Kundasang, ade vistapoint from which to see the peak of Kinabalu (which was awesome, I might add). People are growing shiitake mushrooms by the roadside, that was how 'nyaman' the environment. The sight of the peak was another matter..it was so massive, no wonder the bobohizan (Kadazandusun female shaman) believed that it was the dwelling place of all souls once departed from their earthly bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244330056432214242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/SMeaZpKL4OI/AAAAAAAAAFM/duVNWQbw5MY/s200/IXUSAugust2008+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next stop is Tawau. This is the second time we went. I was planning nak beli ikan fresh and airpacked it to semenanjung sebab ikan sangat fresh and relatively cheaper. Tapi a source told us that ini musin bulan gelap, so fish is not as abundant. Takdelah this time around. As usual we went to the dry market and stocked up on ikan masin/kering. Ikan keropok is a big hit in my household..make mental note to self..beli lagi bebanyak next time, very useful kalau dah bosan tak tau nak makan apa, especially time sahur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244331299972482418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="196" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/SMebiBtShXI/AAAAAAAAAFU/c_JBfZjfmic/s200/IXUSAugust2008+055.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of the catch from Tawau Market. This time around tak nampak exotic fish sangat, like last time. Mmg betul ikan takde. Sotong pun tak banyak dan mahal sikit aroung RM8.00 a kilo, in March, ada yang RM2.50 a kilo... I mean compare to semenanjung? Sob...sob... So that's it from your correspondent. See you next time, take care y'all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-303396418567606374?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/303396418567606374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=303396418567606374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/303396418567606374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/303396418567606374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2008/09/ramblings-of-travel-bug.html' title='Ramblings of a Travel Bug...'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/SMeaJi6w9fI/AAAAAAAAAFE/zuk9l4LRfd4/s72-c/IXUSAugust2008+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-4418979860607216126</id><published>2008-09-02T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:34:38.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Ramadhan 1429 H</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know why, but I am so looking forward to this year's Ramadhan. The surau is 1/3 siap so by mum's standard dah boleh pakai. I joined the Tarawikh on the second night, hoping that I'll be able to join as frequently as I could. Ancaq is also looking forward to pray ngan ambah, which is cool. My nieces had iftar with me, we had pomfret curry (who called bawal pomfret anymore, anyway?) and sambal tumis sotong kering from Tawau... I thot it was yummy, but my pomfret was upstaged by mak tam's seafood krabu? (wha?). In any event, lest we forget, which we often do...Ramadhan is the month not about food, it's about total submission to God. A hadith of the prophet mentioned that whoever fasts during Ramadhan, hoping for rewards from Allah, Allah the Merciful will surely grant it. Nak top-up iman bulan nie...better do it peeps, and soon...next ramadhan we could only hope to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-4418979860607216126?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4418979860607216126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=4418979860607216126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4418979860607216126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4418979860607216126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-ramadhan-1429-h.html' title='I Ramadhan 1429 H'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-2740720433474372891</id><published>2008-08-20T12:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T12:18:16.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/SKuYUgX1agI/AAAAAAAAAE0/tYBX-p31W3g/s1600-h/IXUSApril-July2008+465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236446469803043330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/SKuYUgX1agI/AAAAAAAAAE0/tYBX-p31W3g/s320/IXUSApril-July2008+465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dah dekat sebulan tak post apa-apa. Have I been busy you asked? Probably..probably not. Stress level is quite high nowadays. Work load? Do not even go there mon ami.. many people annoy me, but do I annoy people back? Tak sure pulak. Maybe ada. Gawd, let's just try not to annoy too many people all at the same time shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hari ni tukar template, sebab dah bosan and trying to refresh my mind a bit, that's why pakai this template, minima ochre? what the..? is there no other? Any pointers? tak leh ke nak pakai background ultraman ke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;According to allthingsyun there are so many things that had happened post-party. Yup, went to Skudai for the graduation of PNgah, it rained in JB, so the mood is sombre a bit. G Alai dekat Kandang. Quite a nice neighbourhood. Quaint is the word I'll use. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okey...so this is the ikea sofa I bought to try inspire me to work more in my room...nothing fancy, tapi ade lah therapeutical effect jugak (as in plenty of uninterrupted Zzzzzs !) Planning to invest in a bowl of guppy fish...but not quite sure yet...we'll rethink about the plan...now gotto go...mak lang and mak tam nak ajak g some undisclosed location...will sambung balik, whenever I feel like it.. ciao baby! U take care now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-2740720433474372891?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/2740720433474372891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=2740720433474372891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/2740720433474372891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/2740720433474372891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2008/08/musings.html' title='Musings'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/SKuYUgX1agI/AAAAAAAAAE0/tYBX-p31W3g/s72-c/IXUSApril-July2008+465.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-4020373848027718638</id><published>2008-07-22T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T12:39:43.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Post-Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/SIVgUyC31YI/AAAAAAAAAEU/P3v3DElYgAo/s1600-h/IXUSApril-July2008+476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225688852780799362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/SIVgUyC31YI/AAAAAAAAAEU/P3v3DElYgAo/s200/IXUSApril-July2008+476.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ayat is soo bapak orang now..quite weird gak sbnarnya to think of ayat that way..anyhow, the wedding went on quite smoothly. It rained a bit pagi, but the sky cleared twrds lunch. I was very ecstatic bile my old, dear friend McZue from Besut singgah dengan anak nak masuk 6..she did not changed one bit! Anak dia yang sulung dah F1 kat Sri Puteri Cyberjaya, so she went down to pick her up for the monthly outing. So, reminisce some time sikit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/SIVkEF0pEgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cQH6vcU25jA/s1600-h/after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225692964078555650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/SIVkEF0pEgI/AAAAAAAAAEc/cQH6vcU25jA/s200/after.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This posting just nak citer pasal the pelamin tak mak lang n whipped up..yang ni yang gambar before. As u can tell, mak lang is being creative lah kan...pakai jer backdrop sedia ada..tambah beli kain purple ckit. Yang the white frame tu cik pipa punyer. Kursi, ttplah ambah punyer.. so yang ni is the finished product. Finish la kann...we are quite happy with the outcome..not too shabby for mak lang and mak long the fan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-4020373848027718638?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4020373848027718638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=4020373848027718638' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4020373848027718638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4020373848027718638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2008/07/post-party.html' title='The Post-Party'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/SIVgUyC31YI/AAAAAAAAAEU/P3v3DElYgAo/s72-c/IXUSApril-July2008+476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-3283310875532070834</id><published>2008-07-17T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:55:17.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bekwoh (Big Work)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Salam people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;This week has been abuzz with activities. Moi currently is struggling with a very cranky throat. Rumah Paman sebelah is having a kenduri sambut menantu for Pak Ngah Ayat, this saturday. So, as usual umah ustazah jer lah yang jadi point of reference nyer kan? Chi Yan and Unie are the wedding planners. As of semalam, about 40% of the wedding dais dah siap. Pix, will upload later lah yea? So..the problem that I have is this, I am so into the wedding planner thing, but could not commit to it because I have all these really stressful documentation to complete like by yesterday? MQA/MQF thingy... not a happy camper..ni pun, as we speak Tuty and Azlea is helping me, tak cokop tangan..tak tau la sempat ke tak nak buat by Friday...EUW...so, that is all for now...nanti sambung balik citer sbb nak sambung that darn forms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-3283310875532070834?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3283310875532070834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=3283310875532070834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3283310875532070834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3283310875532070834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2008/07/bekwoh-big-work.html' title='Bekwoh (Big Work)'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-3886666589327782697</id><published>2008-07-13T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T16:42:40.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PhD - The [Pre]quel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It has been awhile since my last post. Mak Tam was concerned about the lack of activity from this quarter. Rightly, I might add. Dah banyak sangat stuff that happened from the last post, my life's pretty much altered forever. Milestones, only a few but very significant few. The first week of April for instance, and then the trip to the North...sumenyer will be forever etched in my head. Betullah cam Mak Tam cakap...we need to update ourselves..we will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She was also right about some other things. I started another phd journey, convinced that the first one is not happening. Started class 'research methods' yesterday. The difference is, I felt a bit more confident this time around (it took me long enough, I should be!)...insyaALLAH kot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I also (finally) got around buying THAT sofa frm IKEA...and my office is now transformed! Just in time for the new semester...will try to upload the pix from my office just to spite all of ya! Till then, may the Force be with U!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-3886666589327782697?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3886666589327782697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=3886666589327782697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3886666589327782697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3886666589327782697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2008/07/phd-prequel.html' title='PhD - The [Pre]quel'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-5681578884577683763</id><published>2008-02-29T10:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:27:05.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al Fatihah II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday will always be the day I will never forget. The passing of  mother-in-law in KK. I went back to my husband's hometown, sampai around 10.30. The day reflect the somber mood that my husband and I was feeling. Even anchaq was quite, mirroring our thoughts. The fog is barely lifting as we wait for the traffic light to turn green. It was drizzling. My husband was sad, I could just feel it in him, although he put up a brave front. I could only guess what's playing in his mind and heart. My prayers to my dearly departed and thoughts to my dearest hubby.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yang and Lid's wife greeted my return. My heart gave out when Yang told me to calm down. All those feelings remained forever unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went into the house. It was drizzling still. Tah was lying there near the door. She looked small. Her face lined but she looked rested. Like she was glad to be able to leave all of her troubles behind. Dear Tah, I pray that your soul would be among those favoured by Allah. I thank you for the blessing that is my husband and how you had thought them well. Tah, may Allah forgives all our sins and may you rest in eternal peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I then went to see Bapak with anchaq, Lid led the way. He looked well, although bed-ridden, he can't hear me much. He looked very much like Abang. How he must have been hurting, knowing that his companion had left him, lying in the next room. I took his hand and kissed it, willing my sadness and my thoughts to flow from my heart to his. He is quite calm, saying thanks for visiting, always the proper gentleman. My dear father-in-law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The rest was quite a blur, I remember greeting Wah, who tried to take her hands away from me. I asked Yang for the Yaasin, my last gift for Tah. I read for her, asked anchaq to do the same. Afterwards I went to sit by Yang, I felt an immense burden was lifting, although somehow I just felt uneasy against the unwanted attention. I went and saw the preparations for the bathing ritual. The wash basin that Rahmat was preparing. I was aching to do some heavy work, just to stop my thoughts from going into an overdrive. It appears that there was none. Luckily my husband came to my rescue, relieving me. I asked to go to KK, some business to attend to I said. He looked into me and understand, as I understand his thoughts. Okay, he said and asked Yang to accompany me to the car. we said goodbyes. Anchaq asked when he would see his baba again. Baba said he'll call and let him know. I thought that was nice of anchaq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After filling up in KK, we drove back. I saw a familar Pajero negotiating the turn after the Menora Tunnel, en route to KK. The rain was intermittent. Stopped by the office, some unfinished matters. Still my thoughts are in KK, to my husband and his grieving family. From the Lord we came, on unto Him we will depart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-5681578884577683763?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/5681578884577683763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=5681578884577683763' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/5681578884577683763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/5681578884577683763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2008/02/al-fatihah-ii.html' title='Al Fatihah II'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-2085737533659454567</id><published>2008-01-15T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T11:00:56.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kerja, kerja, kerja..(ala Kembara)</title><content type='html'>Supposed to finish a lot of work, but apparently that is not happening is it? Nanti ada kelas, so kene prepare tu dulu. Ada circular suruh tgk2 kan student bermasalah. Masa bile pulak la moi nak cari those students. Smlam siap migraine sbb depa tak buat the assignment. Was I like that before? During my school days? So smlm dapat kuliah senapas free jerlah bebudak ni. I was so mad my voice was shaking. tepikir pulak if I was camtu jugakmase student, could not care less bila cikgu suh baca..tapi mase kat UK dulu cam nak pengsan a night before to membaca sbb esok ada seminar yang cikgu nyer suke bertanye...students nowaday? could not care less, apa agaknya yang jadi the main occupation in their heads, I would really like to know...bukan senang nak idup sekarang, belum abbis U lagi dah incurr debt, keje belum tentu dapat spt yang dihajati...yang dikecohkan reality tv shows jer kan..yang menguntungkan certain quarters jer..wake up people, before its too late..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-2085737533659454567?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/2085737533659454567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=2085737533659454567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/2085737533659454567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/2085737533659454567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2008/01/kerja-kerja-kerjaala-kembara.html' title='Kerja, kerja, kerja..(ala Kembara)'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-5133978479791523847</id><published>2008-01-12T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T10:24:44.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The night the police came - Syawal 07'/><title type='text'>2007 has left the building...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/R4gjYb9h_3I/AAAAAAAAADw/YGTQj0RwHG0/s1600-h/PA120503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154408676255203186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/R4gjYb9h_3I/AAAAAAAAADw/YGTQj0RwHG0/s200/PA120503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went with a quiet poof that one. Yes, I am still here, not going anywhere just yet. In fact not going anywhere at all. No success with that stuff I promised my supervisor. So this year I am going to chnage the landscape a bit. Kenalah ada plan B plak kan..so far dah 12 hari into the new year, keje tetaplah betimbun, smpi mati pun belum tentu habbis so we will presevere. Got a meeting with somebody important at MSN in relation to my research yesterday. That felt good! Anchaq is not quite well today. In any event, I ma quite happy to be back blogging. Just go on to show that blogging will not harm you! To all the people out there...Rock on!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/22848195-5133978479791523847?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/5133978479791523847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=5133978479791523847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/5133978479791523847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/5133978479791523847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2008/01/2007-has-left-building.html' title='2007 has left the building...!'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/R4gjYb9h_3I/AAAAAAAAADw/YGTQj0RwHG0/s72-c/PA120503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-3723507042263206074</id><published>2007-04-23T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T13:06:04.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am so Whatever'/><title type='text'>Not a very happy camper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It has been awhile since my last post... maksu apparently dah clear one of the hurdles of her life, and now is so on holiday mode...as with the rest of her homies! YEAY for them dentists!!...So that left me in a stressed-out state sikit. See, I dh janji ngan my supervisor to send the chapters 2,3,4, to him. Heck I've promised to send him the ENTIRE thing by this Sunday but as you may have guessed, mestilahtak siap lagi...what's bugging me you ask? Nope, refused to go there...my problems are pretty much my problems...so I decided that I am not posting anything until I sent him at least, well, sum'thin...until then...hasta la vista bebeh... (padan muka moi? La Tortura...and Cap'n Jack is riding the waves just 'round da corner)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056485219280455746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Riw-hDs5iEI/AAAAAAAAADU/Sf-gy3RxJzQ/s200/sparrow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-3723507042263206074?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3723507042263206074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=3723507042263206074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3723507042263206074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3723507042263206074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/04/not-very-happy-camper.html' title='Not a very happy camper'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Riw-hDs5iEI/AAAAAAAAADU/Sf-gy3RxJzQ/s72-c/sparrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-4563140225148579185</id><published>2007-03-29T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T09:24:07.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Into the blue'/><title type='text'>Al Fatihah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RgsRlILdVbI/AAAAAAAAADI/SbkE7i4qboY/s1600-h/Blue+hills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047147136947148210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RgsRlILdVbI/AAAAAAAAADI/SbkE7i4qboY/s200/Blue+hills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday has been unbelievable. Unbelievably hot, unbelievably uplifting as well as unbelievably sad.  Pagi morning pg get the check, so finally it is here, uplifting a bit (what with all the 'commitments' an all) but still tak leh clearkan lagi...a bit sad. The saddest part of the day was the passing of my dearest cousin, Cik Asem as he was fondly called. He was the hubby of my own cousin, Kak Ipah. Kak Ipah saw all of us growing up, and we were very close as she lived with our family almost half of her adult life. When I got the call from Adi at 1330 yesterday, I was mildly surprised. I know all along that Cik Asem was warded kat HKL, so I thought that there are somethings that I could for them, from my end at least. I was not prepared however to hear that 'babah dah tak ada". How surreal is that? How sorry I was now that I had been putting off my visit to the hospital..? He has a heart condition, yes, but he was warded for an ortho complications. There are so many things....that we wish, but it does not matter now... He has got the long rest he so deserved at long last, no more pain. To Kak Ipah, Adi, Diyad, Raikhan, Kak Aini, &amp; Azian as well as the rest of us, the ones who were left behind are those hurting the most. Tiadalah yang lebih cantik kecuali sabar dan bertawakkal. This only reminds us that we have purposes to be fulfilled as best as we could before our own time comes. Al-Fatihah untuk Cik Asem. Semoga rohnya ditempatkan bersama roh orang-orang beriman yang lainnya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-4563140225148579185?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4563140225148579185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=4563140225148579185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4563140225148579185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4563140225148579185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/03/al-fatihah.html' title='Al Fatihah'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RgsRlILdVbI/AAAAAAAAADI/SbkE7i4qboY/s72-c/Blue+hills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-1243943179006896100</id><published>2007-03-26T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T15:59:07.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sudut Bacaan - Pandangan Hadapan'/><title type='text'>Now U See it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Rgd6KjfIF3I/AAAAAAAAADA/XS9-ZRFkYEM/s1600-h/P3160048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046136229235005298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Rgd6KjfIF3I/AAAAAAAAADA/XS9-ZRFkYEM/s200/P3160048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Minggu gaji biasanye ditunggu dengan penuh pengharapan...especially bile gaji bulan Febuari aritu bagi awal..mmg sonok dpt awal tapi ade side effectnye...the stretch is longer or so I thought... so with utmost happynesslah hari gaji disambut. Funnily, ade jugak yang dapat gaji bukan minggu ni, especially private sectors lh kot. Cam mak lang gaji die kalau x 31 aribulan jgn haraplah...evil people!! X baik tau buat orang cam tu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So ari ni, hari ke 4 gaji, suasana kembali suram, slps hutang 2 individu mahupun organisasi cuba dilangsaikan, harapan dilempar kembali kepada satu tarikh lain, yg mana pada hari itu, gaji bulan April pulak yang dirindui dan ditunggui. Gajilah pengubat luka, satu prasasti bahawa segala usahamu selama ini tidak akan pernah sia-sia. Gaji juga amanah, kayu ukur prestasi diri kita sendiri...are we worth what we are paid. Did you know the word 'salary' originates from when a long time ago, workers are paid in salt, the most valuable commodity masa tu... I can't remember exactly kat mane this tradition start but ...to all workers everywhere, whose faces I saw stuck in jams while driving to and from work...! I salute you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-1243943179006896100?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/1243943179006896100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=1243943179006896100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/1243943179006896100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/1243943179006896100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/03/now-u-see-it.html' title='Now U See it....'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Rgd6KjfIF3I/AAAAAAAAADA/XS9-ZRFkYEM/s72-c/P3160048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-7333697453400618598</id><published>2007-03-19T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T19:35:35.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock-a-bye-baby'/><title type='text'>Orang Baru Orang Lama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Minggu ni I am stuck here, in KL khususnye sbb I promised Soha that I'd do the explorace thingy. The result? Badan sakit, kaki blistered no hadiah mind, cos we came in after fifth so, there....tak masuk dah bende2 camnih. Would not want to go into the gory details of the tasks that we have to complete, a complete waste of time..Nope, I did not enjoy it, save for my lovely team members, sorry kita kalah...I was surprised (?) at how unfit I am...hmmm. Maybe tulah yang dikatakan Orang Lama...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043595467906616674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Rf5zWx9YDWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/TbrlkrrA4YI/s200/P3150043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pak Ngah nyer baby akhirnya decided yang dia nak tenguk the world, the latest edition (and addition) of the Radzi's; Nur Wijdan Ilhami is finally here...Congrats Pak Ngah &amp; Co. on a job well done! As u can see the baby is not at all bothered ngan paparazzi keliling diye, being already born a diva kan? So that's the orang baru part...the food was great jugak over the weekend at Pak Ngah's. Daging Black Pepper is ok. Balik dari Jalan Nong Chik g solat di Masjid depan KISAS tu, the one with very gothic/art-deco inspired archi, Masjid Sultan Suleiman. Mulalah mengimbau kenangan lama as a KIKian/KISASian, it was during my fifth form that KIK was renamed KISAS. It has been fun (although not all of it)...So that is also on the Orang Lama section. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-7333697453400618598?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/7333697453400618598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=7333697453400618598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/7333697453400618598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/7333697453400618598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/03/orang-baru-orang-lama.html' title='Orang Baru Orang Lama'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Rf5zWx9YDWI/AAAAAAAAAC4/TbrlkrrA4YI/s72-c/P3150043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-3155305607564852445</id><published>2007-03-12T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T17:07:58.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teluk Chempedak?'/><title type='text'>What's weird about me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back from a short weekend break, went to Melaka as per opot's blog. I'm just the supir, but all in all a nice drive to and fro....quite relaxing, badan pun tak sakit as per the survey on chi-yan's blog about the level of comfort of carseats...back blogging t'day. Last week cam nak tecabut nyawa buat Chapter 1. Dh antor la dh kat Cikgu, tgh bedebar lak tunggu the reply...Euww!!! So next week akan stress out balik...so, back to the mind boggling thing of what is weird about meself. Not just one, but 6...lagilah susahkan...I'm just as plain as the next gurl..but, as promised here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Cannot tahan the smell of cempedak n nangka....takleh langsung...kalau simpan dalam fridge and all the other food and water beginning to smell of it? Absolute no-no !! Cempedak goreng? Even worse! So my hubby, the lover of all things chempedak, will have to goreng sendiri or get warong-bought, ain't getting it from moi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040959489223843826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RfUV8oJSX_I/AAAAAAAAACw/3f6yxOnYCVY/s200/chempedak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Share the same amazement with opot (can we share our weirdness? it's genetic apparently) about having a hard-boiled quail's egg in a laici-kang? Hello! Not masak lemak is it? It IS a refreshing drink? tsk tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Almost all my teeth is still milk teeth, except for some molars or something, and I am quite ancient by the Gregorian count. This one kene tanyer Mak Su (BTW, she hates my dentition) ... One dentist told me that this is 1:20, not really sure about that...but I suppose that is why I do not look ancient!!! NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. I do not do this as often now (because I usually stop at one, wow) but I used to wash my hands again before going for the second helping....is that supernatural? Mesti, kalau tak tak sedap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. I hate butterflies and big, giant moths!! They are so thin I could crush them, but I could not sbb geli...that is why I hate them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. I could not plant any trees to save my life... somebody kate (exactly whom, can't recall) tangan panas...nanti pegang pokok, pokok mati...so, although gardening is quite nice an idea...the best I could do is siram pokok, and beli pokok siap kot...BTW chiyan...nice looking orchidae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So there... I now tag anyone who read this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-3155305607564852445?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3155305607564852445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=3155305607564852445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3155305607564852445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3155305607564852445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-weird-about-me.html' title='What&apos;s weird about me?'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RfUV8oJSX_I/AAAAAAAAACw/3f6yxOnYCVY/s72-c/chempedak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-524218863620422943</id><published>2007-03-05T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T15:03:20.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sirih (Sireh?) Junjung'/><title type='text'>Ibarat sirih pulang ke gagang...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Reu-lT-mZZI/AAAAAAAAACo/SQrV50SEzSs/s1600-h/IMAGE_00074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038330156371305874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Reu-lT-mZZI/AAAAAAAAACo/SQrV50SEzSs/s200/IMAGE_00074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Minggu ni&lt;/span&gt; ade kejutan-kejutan kecil... mak ngah was supposed to deliver another addition to the family, apparently the person decided that now is not the time... 1 tekejut. I went to the office, by myself, trying to write the phd thingy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;on a Saturday!&lt;/span&gt; 2 tekejut. I was not able to do more than 3 pages due to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;my very rusty thinking machine&lt;/span&gt;! 3 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tekejut...and we went to the next door neighbour punyer engagement do.. 4 tekejut....yang ni, nothing major, it's just that it was quite a private affair, and we were quite honoured sbb dijemput, plus the fact that I hardly know anyone...but there is no better time to start silaturrahim than now...kan? How many times have we broken silaturrahim than renewing old ones or even build new ones? I know of a few broken silaturrahim, but in my defense only due to temporal and spatial difference...but that is too flimsy a defense, even by my very low standard....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-524218863620422943?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/524218863620422943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=524218863620422943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/524218863620422943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/524218863620422943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/03/ibarat-sirih-pulang-ke-gagang.html' title='Ibarat sirih pulang ke gagang...'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Reu-lT-mZZI/AAAAAAAAACo/SQrV50SEzSs/s72-c/IMAGE_00074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-4549996427716432105</id><published>2007-02-28T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T19:30:03.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shall We?'/><title type='text'>Tiada Esok Bagiku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/ReVkfQvaKvI/AAAAAAAAACc/wHMsYkieW6Q/s1600-h/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036542246516304626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/ReVkfQvaKvI/AAAAAAAAACc/wHMsYkieW6Q/s200/books.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Bad news people!!&lt;/span&gt; kene jugak buat phd tu sampai abbis. My &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wizarding professor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have sent me a very angry owl... not a holler yet, but &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;VERY &lt;/span&gt;close!! Jadi nampaknya terpaksalah jugak kite teruskan perjuangan ini. Good thing is, I must get this over and done with. Bad thing, I have absolutely NO idea camaner nak abbiskan.....berniat jugak di dalam hati biarlah raya tahun ni dah selesai everything to do with phd ni...no more worries and anguish. Siksa betul, especially bila dah balik dengan segala beban tugas kerjaya, keluarga. Histeris gue! Janji nk bagi the bulk next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;NEXT WEEK?&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; mmg la cam tak waras jee kan, but I have to push my sorry a** jugak, si pemalas ni kan? &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Let's do it then! To infinity and beyond!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-4549996427716432105?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4549996427716432105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=4549996427716432105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4549996427716432105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4549996427716432105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/02/tiada-esok-bagiku.html' title='Tiada Esok Bagiku'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/ReVkfQvaKvI/AAAAAAAAACc/wHMsYkieW6Q/s72-c/books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-4722696345348251475</id><published>2007-02-21T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T17:29:55.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In a jam'/><title type='text'>The Year of the Golden Pumbaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RdwM8QvaKuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qcDS07BS6qI/s1600-h/jam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033912712918870754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RdwM8QvaKuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qcDS07BS6qI/s200/jam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A long holiday gone, tak de rase pun holiday. I was in front of the idiot box sampai nak migrain. &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;why do I subject myself to such torture? Tak taulah eden...bosan kot, banyak khoje cam opot tapi idiot writer's bloc pulak, may b tak macam opot. Biasanya holidays kat Malaysia is always about people regrouping at home, so that also meant yang jalan akan sesak. i personally have a mixed feeling about traffic jam. On one hand, mmg la sakit every part of the body bila dikenangkan nak mengharung nye tuh...on the other hand, itulah tanda everyone of us is actually thinking about the same thing, to spend the holidays with the people we care about. So satu arah tujuan, at roughly the same time. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;does great minds think alike then? Apa pun it is still perlumbaan tetikus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...be safe y'all&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-4722696345348251475?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4722696345348251475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=4722696345348251475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4722696345348251475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4722696345348251475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/02/year-of-golden-pumbaa.html' title='The Year of the Golden Pumbaa'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RdwM8QvaKuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qcDS07BS6qI/s72-c/jam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-5543208205263349259</id><published>2007-02-07T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:59:53.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laptop oh laptop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baru tau frm my student, my laptop lepas &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt; baru pulih dari demam virus. Hidup takde laptop sekarang ni dah macam pelik. Many of us guna laptop like some kind of extended nyawa, especially students lah, duit &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;PTPTN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;la apa lagi...kan? Laptop lak kemain murah sekarang ni, compared to say 10 years ago. That time I remember, satu laptop siap ngan docking sekali tau baper adik-adik? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;RM10,000 maa&lt;/span&gt;! Sekarang 10 ribu dah boleh beli 8 laptop dah...OTT sikit. Anyway...my point really is about the interdependency ngan all things hi-tech ni. Dulu kita susah nk terima, but once dah terima dah rase tak boleh nak bercerai...cth cam hp la sekarang. Susahnya you commit your life to a machine... strange but that is how things are done now, ur responsibility in the hands of some entity... yang u can't see, feel, smell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;On that note, good luck y'all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-5543208205263349259?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/5543208205263349259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=5543208205263349259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/5543208205263349259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/5543208205263349259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/02/laptop-oh-laptop.html' title='Laptop oh laptop'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-3119053103004988592</id><published>2007-02-06T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T10:00:19.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How to handle an angry bunny'/><title type='text'>Lessons in Parenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RcffQeC56VI/AAAAAAAAACE/ypkfKth0SVk/s1600-h/bunny+sama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028232983018596690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RcffQeC56VI/AAAAAAAAACE/ypkfKth0SVk/s200/bunny+sama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Splitting headache today. Dissapointed about a lot of things, in particular myself. Mmg lah tak de any manual on how to be an excellent parent kan? Selalunya semua trial and error, dan doa dan tawakkal. Must do a lot more of the latter twos, and hoped for the best. Kalau tak de masalah life ni pelik pulak, kiter g cari masalah sendiri. Bila ada masalah pulak, kalau banyak sangat takut tak mampu. D cni inginlah kiranya saya mengucapkan ribuan terima kasih kepada semua yang telah hadir di dalam hidup saya memberi sokongan, terutama my immediate clan, my fwens, especially jugak to my husband, who had been quite a punching bag for me... I will try kurangkan the blow... someone said to me once, "life sucks n then u die"...not a nice thot. Semoga Allah merahmati perjuangan hidup kita umat Nabi Muhammad di mana jua anda berada....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-3119053103004988592?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3119053103004988592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=3119053103004988592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3119053103004988592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3119053103004988592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/02/lessons-in-parenting.html' title='Lessons in Parenting'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RcffQeC56VI/AAAAAAAAACE/ypkfKth0SVk/s72-c/bunny+sama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-3142770719680304719</id><published>2007-02-05T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T15:53:12.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABPBH 2006?'/><title type='text'>Minggu ke 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RcbgnOC56UI/AAAAAAAAAB4/32MT08R_jgQ/s1600-h/siti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027952998395537730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RcbgnOC56UI/AAAAAAAAAB4/32MT08R_jgQ/s200/siti.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ada lagi 15 minit before kelas commence. So saja jalan2 tgk jedi masters yang lain di alam siber. Chi Yan g naik mata-mata during the weekend, hmm that wd be fun... dh lame x g jalan 2 kat kl or sumwhere yg dekat...x actually tgk surroundings n appreciate it, kalau ikut that definition ambah hari2 tgk very nice views kat kebun die kat bawah sana tuh.. We should actually, tgk dan selami persekitaran, sementara masih ada that is. Saja bubuh gambo ct, mlm tadi tgk sikit that Genting do, tekejut tgk ct dh gemuk but happy... semangat gitu.. Other than that, cbuk nk siapkan exam question, finally switch off the laptop kul 12.30, bangun balik pukul 4.30, so I am understandably cranky today...Nothing clever to say today...in my mind, the sheeps are preparing to jump over the white picket fence.., must....hold....on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-3142770719680304719?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3142770719680304719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=3142770719680304719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3142770719680304719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3142770719680304719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/02/minggu-ke-7.html' title='Minggu ke 7'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RcbgnOC56UI/AAAAAAAAAB4/32MT08R_jgQ/s72-c/siti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-4226218532902411280</id><published>2007-01-31T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T20:02:58.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovery Channel'/><title type='text'>The Last Day of the First Month of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RcB_DTcosUI/AAAAAAAAABs/H4fLuhaRTyU/s1600-h/PA300083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026156878882189634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RcB_DTcosUI/AAAAAAAAABs/H4fLuhaRTyU/s200/PA300083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hari yang penat, what day wasn't? Pagi pegi hantar some borang kat putrajaya for sumone, kelas at 2-5. 2 klas sebenarnya. I always promised myself yang I'd bawak a bottle of mineral water to class, tapi selalu lupa. My hubby just got interesting news, not that itu ada kaitan dengan my posts today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had an sms from an old, dear friend, Muria who is in SP right now. That was a pleasant surprise because the last I heard about her was that dia kat Sarawak, Kota Samarahan. Dah more than a decade tak jumpa...but at least SP is more manageable than KS, for me to drive that is. The point that I am trying to make is this, kita ni hidup by some sort of time-markers. Muria represented one time-mark. The time I had during Muria-time back in my college days was one of the most laid-back, stress-free, funny time in my life. I am old enough to remember it, compared to say events when I was in Standard 4? It was tough, life as a student...but it was more simple. My worries were how many classes I missed, where to get the notes from the classes I missed, what's for lunch...do I have money for lunch...or something similarly mundane. Now, well now is a different story. It has it's own perks but it has gotten more intricate...I am happy as it were, I do not want to turn back time. It is just nostalgia, I suppose..like when you chanced upon an old photo that brought smile to your heart, or a plaque that thanked you for your participation in an event that seemed so grand at that time but a little weird now...All in all, those were happy thots. I am blessed that I have all these memories with me..and I'd like to thank all my friends where ever you are...for helping me make all those memories. This one goes to you too Rezza in Kuala Selangor...see in my lower secondary school, a boarding type, they would have two people sharing a double-decker bed, Rezza was my double-decker bed pal.., my first encounter of lower secondary friendship. It has been fun.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-4226218532902411280?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/4226218532902411280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=4226218532902411280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4226218532902411280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/4226218532902411280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/01/last-day-of-first-month-of-year.html' title='The Last Day of the First Month of the Year'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RcB_DTcosUI/AAAAAAAAABs/H4fLuhaRTyU/s72-c/PA300083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-8483001061374590697</id><published>2007-01-23T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T08:56:57.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seven Lemon Centerpiece'/><title type='text'>The Great Depression - Episode II - A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RbVdGjcosTI/AAAAAAAAABg/2ZMLsETplL4/s1600-h/PC020207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023023326577602866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RbVdGjcosTI/AAAAAAAAABg/2ZMLsETplL4/s200/PC020207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Selamat Tahun Baru, ini yang sebetulnya tahun baru kan? So what happened yea on the weekend...g umah abang li kek Rombau, ada kenduri Aqiqah, quite fun sbb food is great... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;A pleasure indeed, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;pastu balik...malam antar opot balik kg. baru, the next day monday, ancaq tak sekolah...cuti awal muharram katanyer, but started early jugak, klas at 8.00? nk clock in lagi, let's not go there, for some reason terasa sangat penat. Ari ni was planning to abiskan that chapter I was well under way yesterday... still feel depressed, I know the reason, must do sumthing 'bout it...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;must...do...sum'n&lt;/span&gt;... Insya Allah, Tahun Baru akan membawa vista yang lebih segar, moga-moga dimudahkan oleh Allah s.w.t. segala urusan dunia &amp;amp; akhirat kami umat muslimin di Tanah Melayu ini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-8483001061374590697?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/8483001061374590697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=8483001061374590697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/8483001061374590697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/8483001061374590697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/01/great-depression-episode-ii-new.html' title='The Great Depression - Episode II - A New Beginning'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RbVdGjcosTI/AAAAAAAAABg/2ZMLsETplL4/s72-c/PC020207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-7016583572333087698</id><published>2007-01-18T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T15:53:33.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Ra8nYtmX6pI/AAAAAAAAABU/7onrt5445dw/s1600-h/IMAGE_00044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021275415052282514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Ra8nYtmX6pI/AAAAAAAAABU/7onrt5445dw/s200/IMAGE_00044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just got back from a bengkel kat Saujana Subang...am sorely reminded of the fact that I still have that very heavy axe hovering over my head...ya, benar u guessed it, my PhD. When, oh when...I whine yet again...no go there sista, not when u are being such a lazy a** and not producing, surely...to this yun will definitely add ' I don care mate!' ala - Catherine Tate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So caner nk buat I ask? ChiYan is on the right track there...I pray she will continue to be... as for myself, Patsy of AbFab would advise, sagely, 'you 'ave got to get your life back, dahling!'..is there any point at all of disagreeing wit her? None, absolutely...and none must I have... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-7016583572333087698?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/7016583572333087698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=7016583572333087698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/7016583572333087698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/7016583572333087698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2007/01/great-depression.html' title='The Great Depression'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/Ra8nYtmX6pI/AAAAAAAAABU/7onrt5445dw/s72-c/IMAGE_00044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-3001093282907901487</id><published>2006-12-26T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T09:38:23.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sungai Buah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dengkil'/><title type='text'>First Day, Semester 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RZB4G6pOx9I/AAAAAAAAABA/dELta1_PVPU/s1600-h/IMAGE_00060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012638445480101842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RZB4G6pOx9I/AAAAAAAAABA/dELta1_PVPU/s320/IMAGE_00060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First day of Semester 2, 2006/07, boxing day sale? not here...counting down to the last days of 2006. Kat ofis my hubby, die dah ade klas...I have got to check my own.. Pagi tadi tak sempat tengok abangchaq breakfast. I have an appointment kul 8.00...he is not a happy camper..will try to do better tomorrow, sian kat abangchaq, not very good mummy am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Christmas weekend came and left, a nice 'western lunch' rounded off with a strawberry cream cheese cake, courtesy of Tesco.. now that brought back memories...no brussel sprouts though...not that I'm a big fan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice glassy lake picture, masa pegi dengkil ambik kunci dalam keta NBF, long story...but nice view...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What is next, the year is changing as I hope my own life would...thanks 2006, dah makin older, should be more wiser...will try to be...not just for 2007, but for myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-3001093282907901487?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3001093282907901487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=3001093282907901487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3001093282907901487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3001093282907901487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2006/12/first-day-semester-2.html' title='First Day, Semester 2'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RZB4G6pOx9I/AAAAAAAAABA/dELta1_PVPU/s72-c/IMAGE_00060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-2035093963798602808</id><published>2006-12-22T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T12:13:01.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hyatt Saujana Kuantan'/><title type='text'>What date is it today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RYtaCapOx6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZaQI2K4ArzY/s1600-h/IMAGE_00032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011198007938303906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RYtaCapOx6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZaQI2K4ArzY/s320/IMAGE_00032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22 Disember 2006... dah dekat sangat nak abbis taun nie...ape asilnyer?...I refuse to comment on that...unie finally got round the blogging space...joy! Nice baby pictures though...love them...Proforma tak siap lagi...budak nak masuk sangat dah ari selasa ni...keje tak dek gak abbis2...sume orang jugak x kecukupan dari berbagai segi...Muhaimin buat onar mlm tadi, hubby g meeting sekang...and me? I have a feeling a migraine is coming on...may be next time...maybe next year... a serious possibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-2035093963798602808?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/2035093963798602808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=2035093963798602808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/2035093963798602808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/2035093963798602808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-date-is-it-today.html' title='What date is it today?'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RYtaCapOx6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZaQI2K4ArzY/s72-c/IMAGE_00032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-6334321354820831838</id><published>2006-12-04T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T11:38:41.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hujung minggu yang pendek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RXOR-RyIdAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ULJ2HjM0sJ0/s1600-h/PC020204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004504110050341890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RXOR-RyIdAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ULJ2HjM0sJ0/s320/PC020204.JPG" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;The earlier plan was nak cat dinding no 18? Mestilah tak!! Early saturday morning what happen yea? Let me recap, first opot balik, pastu to'ki dapat ayam utan pastu yun masak kurma pastu ambah nak g umah her fren nk gi haji dah, so decided to have lunch kat no 18. So we packed the lunch sume an call mak lang suh masak nasik...My hubby rupenye g nursery carik pokok x story awal2 dah besusun pokok kat porch...the problem is nak cari nice pots to put all of them in...lembaga hasil lah niii...&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RXOV1xyIdBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/N4uRsBc6f64/s1600-h/PC030210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004508362067964946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RXOV1xyIdBI/AAAAAAAAAAU/N4uRsBc6f64/s320/PC030210.JPG" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday morning, yop khoje ngan opah ajak g tgk tanah ambah kat segambut in the pretext of having a breakfast kat luar...so pegilah...ader lagi a patch of green kat dalam hutan konkrit yang namanya Ara Damansara or Casa Kiara or whateva...a group of Malaysian Bawean is actually sitting on a gold mine...surrounding area sume valued at 2-3 mil per acre..diorang selamber jer dok buat umah cam squatters padahal tanah sendiri tuh....huh kayo pakcik cam ni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways...that's adult stuff, I just shake my head in disbelief jer...pastu breakfast kat wak manjor kg. baru... pastu balik...so there goes my weekend and my dream of painting the exterior walls white! Taun dopan yolah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-6334321354820831838?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/6334321354820831838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=6334321354820831838' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/6334321354820831838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/6334321354820831838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2006/12/hujung-minggu-yang-pendek.html' title='Hujung minggu yang pendek'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9LfS3C_buTI/RXOR-RyIdAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ULJ2HjM0sJ0/s72-c/PC020204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-3255594916723754042</id><published>2006-12-01T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T14:07:44.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumaat, 1 Disember 2006</title><content type='html'>Salam everybody...Chiyan, Opot...I am back blogging. Kene carik balik momentum yang dah hilang. It has been quite some time since my last post...a lot has changed, myself, the world...my world at least. Do not want to go into details but will try to keep on blogging...Saje jer bosan, tengok Chiyan punye blog rase terujer.. especially the phd thingy part...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;inspirational..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;keep that up mummy...kalau ikutkan keje mmg x abbis mmg stressed out jer...so kene carik jugak avenue to let off steam..kalau boleh g jogging g. Orkid tu a good past time... anchaq is into turtle rearing now... do not even ask why! Ni sibuk nak completekan some articles ader orang mintak...and also &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;VOT F&lt;/span&gt; yang so due hari ni? Not a happy thot! Next week ade bengkel kat Kuantan...semalam jumpe my sister in law, social visit that kind of stuff...yeah...nice to touch base at times...aper project, now that weekend is looming! Ingat nak cat pagar n dinding external no 18...whaaaattt? I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;WISH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-3255594916723754042?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/3255594916723754042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=3255594916723754042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3255594916723754042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/3255594916723754042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2006/12/jumaat-1-disember-2006.html' title='Jumaat, 1 Disember 2006'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-114148696267827275</id><published>2006-03-04T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T23:42:42.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabtu yang sejuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1852/2330/1600/P2230005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1852/2330/320/P2230005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepatutnya dah bulan Mac salji dah tak turun, pokok kat belakang umah dah terasa berani nak menjengok kepala, tapi turun lagi salji, sikit jer, tapi still salji. Yang tak tahan sejuk dia lah..yes, I know, nanti kate tak bersyukur pulak kan? Esok sampai Malaya pening sbb panas sangat kan? Tak kisah sangat salji ni sebenarnya, yang malas kalau dah keras tu, nak scrape keta, kalau nak gi sekolah, letihhh!!! Beku tangan...on the subjek of beku, sume jejari kaki dah swollen tahap dewa, tupun lepas pakai stokin dua lapis yea....patut la mat salleh suke sgt kat si srengenge tuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabtu ni, no specific plan, ingat nak kemas barang balik lah cam biasa. Tinggal 2-3 hari je dah ni, dah boleh kira jam dah kot. Tadi pegi pekan, try dptkan statement bank Kak JayZ. bak kate nk hantar by this week. So settle lah masalah tu kot. Singgah Staples beli bubble wrap? Mahal cam cipan? Nak balut cik kak bodum tulah kan....masaelah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni barang-barang yang dah separuh kemas kat bilik yun, campur ngan beg-beg kak jay Z, tu tv kecik tu tak de plan lagi..nak kene balut lah tu, baru masuk kotak yang saiz. Boleh jugak buat gaming tv sok tu, sayang nak tinggal, kan 'Pot? Apa lagi nak pesan, sementara aku ade kat cni, kot ade lah tinggal sedikit hasil mahsul, kalau tak sandarkan pade kenangan jer lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1852/2330/320/P3010010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-114148696267827275?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/114148696267827275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=114148696267827275' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/114148696267827275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/114148696267827275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2006/03/sabtu-yang-sejuk.html' title='Sabtu yang sejuk'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-114121351696473489</id><published>2006-03-01T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T20:07:06.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiga minggu lagi...yeay..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1852/2330/1600/P3010008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1852/2330/320/P3010008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1852/2330/1600/P2200001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1852/2330/320/P2200001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1852/2330/1600/P2190042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1852/2330/320/P2190042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of March, tinggal lagi tiga minggu kurang lebih nak balik Malaya...seronok!! Like opot said start packing? Tulah tu, rasa cam jauh lagi tapi I should know better. Must get all the materials from the library. Tadi baru Emma e-mailed kate my registration is ok, so boleh go on with the materials acquisition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beg ni beli kat TK Maxx, no reason letak kat cni, just thought it looked nice...wc reminded me, kene cari kotak nak masuk sume ni..migrain terus!! Petang ni jumpa cikgu lagi, apa lagi dia nak komen chapter 3 tu, hanya Allah yang lebih mengetahui!! Travel cot graco tu pun dah sampai. Beli kat ebay, untuk maybe unie or kak Jay Z.&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni quite sunny, tapi still sejuk as in -3 C malam tadi, patut la beku air atas periuk kat luar! Ada matahari ni semangat lah sikit. Anyways, good luck untuk Opot n da crew for exam! Wau!! takutnyer...tapi kuatkan semangat! Apa jepun cakap tu Pot?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-114121351696473489?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/114121351696473489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=114121351696473489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/114121351696473489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/114121351696473489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2006/03/tiga-minggu-lagiyeay.html' title='Tiga minggu lagi...yeay..'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-114104046400119873</id><published>2006-02-27T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T19:48:49.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chronicles of Anchaq</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/157/9988/640/PC280019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/157/9988/320/PC280019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dah nak seminggu since the last posting. Still recovering from the trauma of 'jumpa cikgu'. Makin nak balik Malaya makin selalu pulak cikgu ni nak jumpa tau! Sungguh la tension. Gambar ini diambil mase anchaq kat sini lagi, sekarang dia dah balik duk ngan ambah, tinggallah mama kene abbiskan school. Wondering if opot ever get round of finding this blogspot...Potty? Can you hear me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, jumpa cikgu lagi. Bila nak siapkan packing kekotak tu? Dan tension berterusan... Maybe anchaq will start school sometime soon... Maybe he will like school...Harapnye he does...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-114104046400119873?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/114104046400119873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=114104046400119873' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/114104046400119873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/114104046400119873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2006/02/chronicles-of-anchaq.html' title='The Chronicles of Anchaq'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22848195.post-114062981603861223</id><published>2006-02-23T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T01:36:56.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What da blog-thing?</title><content type='html'>Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selalu 'ter' baca blog orang. It looked quite sophisticated for somebody yang IT-challenged like me. Is this a passing fad? Or the shape of things to come? Maybe kene citer kat opot. maybe tak lah teruk sangat, meaning even me could do it. So why I did it? Why indeed... I'll get back bile tau jawapan die. In any case, in this edition. I just want to see how these words look like up there kat my own blog-spot...;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, selamat maju jaya 2 all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22848195-114062981603861223?l=anchaqdanco.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/feeds/114062981603861223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22848195&amp;postID=114062981603861223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/114062981603861223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22848195/posts/default/114062981603861223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anchaqdanco.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-da-blog-thing.html' title='What da blog-thing?'/><author><name>Anchaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15967283241838675057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pbjb0S-TomI/TkUpLHN9rcI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1157uKW0XuA/s220/069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
