<?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-3122515549049596944</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:56:51.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a piece of a puzzle from my world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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and start their preparation for professional exam. there is nothing more important than u know u will serve to people with the safe knowledge and the world are better with u inside..2,3 of my friends start to ask for my advice and honestly i dont know what to say but i have something for u all to remember:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in medical life..when u choose to be part of it, remember it is a lifelong learning journey so u will learnt for the rest of ur life. learn for used not only for exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-7720337190251385981?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7720337190251385981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2103564501182640346</id><published>2012-01-21T17:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T17:30:57.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my last posting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;about 3 weeks without any post..whoa, quite busy life i have...been in o&amp;amp;g making u like that...yeah, for others, o&amp;amp;g mean obstetric and gynaecology...it mean this is the department only involve a women patient..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this is my last posting...at first i am quite unhappy becoz i know o&amp;amp;g is quite busy and believe me, i am not a time management-wise person...but maybe this is a faith...i started this posting 3 weeks ago after i been assigned to be in the most busiest ward...red ward..yeah forgot to mention, for us in the dept, we name all 4 wards based on the colour of wall; red, yellow, green and orange...in my 3rd year i been in green ward, during reseat posting, i been in yellow ward and now im in red ward....a ward that everyday has ward round...hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;at first i hate it, time after time, i love it, because ward round everyday make me kinda need to be in ward early then after round, i start to find patient for short and long case..see, it is not all bad..then after quite time, i manage to be in ward as early as 6 am in the morning and trust me, the adrenaline rush during morning is the best especially when u have 2,3 patient admitted at 5 am...whoo...i am loving this...haha...after been in peads, i tolerate angry and scary lecturer so much..people start telling me that i am seeing cool during ward round..yeah because that is nothing u need to scare off..just relax..abis2 pun kene marah je..haha...tired now, i cont my story for past 3 weeks, later ok.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-2103564501182640346?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2103564501182640346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-last-posting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2103564501182640346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2103564501182640346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-last-posting.html' title='my last posting'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-1097513139246810579</id><published>2011-12-30T12:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T02:03:56.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prof Bil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;haha..today is the last day of my peadiatrics posting. im gonna miss be in this posting because one day i really want to be peadiatrician or if not peads surgeon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as usual, i would like to tell all of u about my supervisor that inspire me, that give me strength, give me hope and dream that one day i will be like them..and the funny thing, this is the first time i wrote here about 'she' supervisor'..all my supervisor which i wrote here was a guy. because usually i got a guy supervisor but this is not the first time i got a woman supervisor but she is the only one that really catch my heart to ever dream to be better doctor in future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;her name is Prof Madya (klinikal) Dr Bilkis Banu Abd Aziz. she is one of the best peadiatric cardiologist in malaysia. she is ex head of peads dept and now she is the new head module for 5th year medical student. a week before i entered peads posting, the name list been pasted on the wall, i read it and breath in deeply...i know, can i manage to be a good student of her..im a reseater and most of us know that she is one of the scariest and well respected lecturer in UKM medicine faculty. those whole week everyone keep 'congrats' me about the news...haha...see how concern fifth year student to prof bil student...the news spread easily...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;fisrt 2 week i been in hosp telok intan then i came back at 3rd week and i been assigned as PRHO that week (PRHO= Pre-Registered House Office). even im not scare easily, but im a little bit scare the first morning to present new cases. then dr azlin came said that she will be with us this whole week during round..fuhh...then in afternoon, about 3.30pm, prof bil came for our first teaching...that is the scariest moment in my life...like faced a PRO Exam in march..then she explained her rules, the 'do' and  'dont'..then for the whole 2 week, we keep presenting only histroy taking part..i know it sound easy but trust me, history taking with her is difficult part. she very particular in every inch details, she want evidence and not opinion. sometimes even i keep gave up but somehow i am enjoying the teaching session. she manage make me look history taking part as the important part in managing patient. and trust me, when u are 2 weeks with her, u will manage to take history taking fluently. after a week, i already has a way in taking history. i grateful because her advice, anger, pushing and particular type make me a good history taker...thanks prof...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then when in clinic, even i only manage to be with her once during clinic but it is priceless experience. she not only teach in clinic but she also give many advice and tips about examination particularly in cardiovascular examination. then after 2 weeks with history taking, she asked me to do physical examination on 4 years old girl came with dengue. she asked to do abdomen examination. magically, i became very calm and manage to do almost all, then after presentation, she actually did said excellent. i dont care even it is spontaneous or not from her but the word actually made my day. everyday i practising physical examination. my group members also telling me that i particularly calm during that examination. the way she teach kinda make me pushed myself harder. thanks prof. and for the last session with her, she asked me to do respiratory examination, after keep practising i manage to do all necessary examination, just a little bit more improvement needed in presenting case and discussion. the best thing was she said she passed me satisfactorily. i am the only one in my group that she said that. i know it sounds lame but for a average student like me, it make me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the interesting thing about her is the way she interact with patient and patient's parent. trust me, all the kids like her. she has her own way in interaction with patient and giving advice to parent. she is one of the rare doctor that have passion in her work. believe me, if u son or daughter sick, you want her as ur doctor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;among her advices:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. you must get the right history and physical examination, then u get the right diagnosis, then right treatment. wrong history made wrong diagnosis then cause harm on patient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. sometimes u not treat the patient only. u treat their parent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. when working, patient is the important aspect in ur management.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and many more. but i think better for me to keep for me because most her advise is especially to me and my group members...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anyway, thanks prof to keep enthusiast teaching us everyday even we keep disappoint u. i kinda hope i become like u..thanks for every advise, knowledge and experience sharing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: the best thing teaching with her, after the session, she make a Q&amp;amp;A session. she will answer all ur question without hesitate and perkecilkan ur question. thanks prof. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-1097513139246810579?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1097513139246810579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/12/prof-bil.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1097513139246810579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1097513139246810579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/12/prof-bil.html' title='Prof Bil'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-7599887983165980778</id><published>2011-12-26T10:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T11:05:47.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there is no one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTLf0P7Gf78/TvfhVQMP_lI/AAAAAAAAAsg/HBfnZIFYzQQ/s1600/376211_2451681965930_1068449095_32776141_1935514952_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hehehe...a 6 weeks of peadiatric already gone..a week left before i enter my new and last posting for 5-years course..just got back from home..it is fun to be home, only tv and me..haha..sometimes i hope i get to be home without overthinking about my medical course and my homework, oncall, and books..it is good to spend time talking to my mother even at first i thought i will talk a lot, but at last my mom take most of time talking..maybe because i already too long spend time at KL instead of home..i know u miss me mom, me too but this is the path i choose..just wait 3 more months ok...hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTLf0P7Gf78/TvfhVQMP_lI/AAAAAAAAAsg/HBfnZIFYzQQ/s400/376211_2451681965930_1068449095_32776141_1935514952_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690264409445760594" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then i told mom about trip to penang..Chupa's wedding will be in a week..i pray for her and her husband to be together forever..remember a wedding is just a remark but a marriage is a journey between 2 people where they choose to share their life..it is not easy and it is not difficult but remember, nothing in a life doesnt need sacrifice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6QLCJLrUW8g/TvfhVb3y6jI/AAAAAAAAAsU/-POEwgEyCaE/s400/46748_1544400964472_1068449095_31571198_6468315_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690264412581194290" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;selamat pengantin baru buat Chupa and suami&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bout that, this week been a hectic for me. one of my friend, shockingly, talking about planning a marriage with his-will-be wife. then most of weekday, when they talking bout this thing, a question pop out for me, when i am gonna be a husband..haha...a same answer again and again, i dont have anyone in my life right now, how can i be marrying someone soon if i didnt think about that now..when they heard my answer, everyone become cynical and skeptical. trust me if i have someone i will tell everyone but right now, i have nobody. the scar is still there..she just gone for almost 4 years and i still cant forget her..i will be marrying someone, someday but not in 3-4 years. i like to have a stable life and make sure my mom can stop working first then i think bout me ok...hehe...just be patience with me. someday i will find her, or maybe i already found her but that is not the path now, i have a journey and a new one will come soon enough in 3 months time..dont worry when the time has come, everyone will know it..i will not spare the news to anyone ok..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just heard a new song from kelly clarkson that has meaningful meanings...take a look &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bdaf6c066e14181c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-7599887983165980778?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7599887983165980778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/12/there-is-no-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/7599887983165980778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/7599887983165980778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/12/there-is-no-one.html' title='there is no one'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zU9KtEpyTYE/TvHTf0IuB6I/AAAAAAAAAsE/H1_vdf1m1SY/s400/mother-and-son.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688560347870267298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hf49-MoN2R0/TvHTfpnXwOI/AAAAAAAAAr8/dvC8P8zJbXk/s1600/400_F_994990_bOu4E2YLeo67maF2CVsqMfoL89ATdn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hf49-MoN2R0/TvHTfpnXwOI/AAAAAAAAAr8/dvC8P8zJbXk/s400/400_F_994990_bOu4E2YLeo67maF2CVsqMfoL89ATdn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688560345046040802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;only a week and a half left before i end my pediatric posting. it is a 4th posting before i faced an exam which i waited for 5 year. ready or not, the time will keep rolling and either way, i still have to face it to make sure that i been qualified theoretical, but physically and emotionally i let my future judge it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been in peads kinda make me act like kids...do peek a boo, jumping around, talking alone, and everything. yeah it sounds like fun but it teach me the most valuable lesson, no one can compare the love of a mother. a mother which waited at the side of table everyday, clueless but still waiting everyday... a mother who deprive for sleep because the child unable to sleep..a mother who did not eat because the child did not want to eat...a mother that keep praying everyday to make sure the child will be healthier even though she is sick..that is the mother's love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i been clerking one mother..her son been admitted about 2 months in hospital since birth and the thing that make me touch, she spend most of maternal leave been in ward because her son not well enough. everyday i keep seeing her and her son just for asking about her son. i dont no what to do other than asking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one of the thing that i learnt and gain new experience is been under my supervisor, Prof B..i will not shared the story here but maybe in future ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-4804598539159672603?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4804598539159672603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/12/week-before-it-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/4804598539159672603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/4804598539159672603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/12/week-before-it-end.html' title='a week before it end'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zU9KtEpyTYE/TvHTf0IuB6I/AAAAAAAAAsE/H1_vdf1m1SY/s72-c/mother-and-son.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-294034726474317528</id><published>2011-12-15T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T01:06:02.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>antara cinta dan cita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a nice shockingly title....a long and busy time this week make me kinda forgot about everything. be in prof B group kinda push me in the edge...everything need to be read, every patient need to be clerk and every examination should be done but at the end of the day, everything is for me...thanks prof...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i know, everyone must been heard this sentence..'antara cinta dan cita' a little bit catchy for me but kinda true..be in medical field need a sacrifice especially our time, energy, sleep but the important, we kinda sacrifice feeling and emotion. yeah we are human but after i thought deep enough, be a medical student, we need to sacrifice our emotion or feeling..been scold or mad everyday. been push out from ward is just an ordinary situation. nothing special. for sure everyone past it once in a lifetime..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but we need to remember not everybody got an opportunity to be where we be right now..even a glamorous title, an 'expensive' salary, it doesnt mean everything seen wonderful. maybe from outside but not inside..so sometimes, we need to sacrifice everything including love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;for me, right now, i am confortable to be where i be now. it doesnt mean i like to be alone but lonely make me kinda focus to myself and my needs right now. i'm not heartless person but be in medical field kinda make me heartless...i'm sorry if i choose cita from cinta but it is what i am know. i sacrifice a lot to be where i am now, so if i need to sacrifice love for it, i sorry if i hurt you...one day will come, dont worry, Allah already plan everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-370225059721689311</id><published>2011-12-09T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T20:11:46.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bad day for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i just end my seminar this morning...quite erratic seminar and i felt a little bit stupid..i thought the seminar will make me become more better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;is actually not the seminar but i'm actually felt deeply anger because one of my group member did not send the slide show to me..i need to compile it before show it to Prof B...then when i asking her, she said she has the wrong email..the thing that i am mad is when i give the email yesterday, she did not copy it, then when she send it she did not bother to ask did i get it or not...i am not that mad usually but it irritate me because if we not finished than prof will be mad and the one that gonna be the 'wall' is me..so please, dont make something that one day someone pay for ur fault..it is not fair..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then in tutorial room, i discuss it with somebody about 2nd seminar. i ask her and him nicely to divide the job. i know i can do it myself but i also has other work to do...then both of them just like "tak naklah. kaulah buat"...what stupid they are...i ask them because i know i could not make it..everything must be me..i thought i want to spend more my time for study by resign as ketua posting for 3 posting but no..i am the one become small group leader, then i be assign to be the one incharge for drama...come on lah...i know i can do it, so do them....please dont make me do everything...im not angel. i also want to spend my time for study...please dont make me hate u becoz i promise if i hate u once, i hate u for the rest of my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: with all the workload, i need to sacrifice my sleep to make sure im study to impressed prof B and to make sure im not be scolded but for them, it is funny to see me get scolded everyday....thanks guy, u all just 'great'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-370225059721689311?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-4423980955130835339</id><published>2011-12-02T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T20:21:18.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bad news for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i thought i will never told these story here...i thought this story will automatically disappear during my 3rd year but what happened today, it looks like not....so i decide to tell it here..even i am sure that not many people will read it but im somehow want the people that read it know that i am not that cheap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started today...during talking nonsense with each other, hahaha...waiting the time goes by till 5pm then suddenly a question pop out to me.. "apis, bukan kau dulu suka kat $%^&amp;amp; ke?"...what?? why all people keep asking me this question...and the bad thing is, i am the one that liking her, which i am not....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell u something, u the one started to msg me day and night..then u start calling me at night...then somehow when story got out, which i dont know how, i the one that 'liking' u so much...that i the one 'admire' u so much....what is the hell wrong with u....then when gossip starting to occur, which i dont know how, u pretend like i am the one chasing u so much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for ur infomation, i am liking to make a friend but i never like to be ur 'boyfriend' so dont sell a story that i am liking u too much and i hope u happy with what u do, because of u, i am the one embarrased ashamed and the chaser even i am never be the one..so today i am announcing, go to hell..im done liking u and i am sure never try to be ur friend again...so hope u will get a better life in future and please done create a story about every man that u msging and calling, pretended that they really like and fall in love with you ok...please dont ruin other people life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-4423980955130835339?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4423980955130835339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/12/bad-news-for-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/4423980955130835339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/4423980955130835339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/12/bad-news-for-me.html' title='a bad news for me'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-6641943202251057649</id><published>2011-11-20T10:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T19:12:11.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kanak-kanak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8X9q4J1eFE/Ttdfs6HdmcI/AAAAAAAAArw/a33uCwCgNZc/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8X9q4J1eFE/Ttdfs6HdmcI/AAAAAAAAArw/a33uCwCgNZc/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681114680070609346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week in pediatric....i already feel the feeling about my PRO exam....its about 3 months from now...but now i like to tell a story about peads....as u all dont know, i actually fall in love with peads since 4th year...even i'm keep telling myself i have a worse night mare in peads but my heart keep telling this is my path, my passion and Alhamdulillah even i go trough a bad peads posting i still in love with it...why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer still keep bugging me...nope because we deal with tiny cute human..yeah thats true but thats not why i really in love with peads...i just love to be in peads..i guess after thinking, the answer is only occur at me during my ward round everyday...i have ward round everyday, and everyday we see the same patient, yesterday we see patient in sick, not active and not eating then after we treat them, somehow with Allah power, they become healthier, happier and then become more active...they smile, laugh and it make my world better...and thats the reason i choose to be in peads...not because of what, but being a part to get them healthier just make me happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be in peads at HUKM soon..i will tell more story there but honestly im scared...im scared mythat when  im there my spirit will crushed burn but then i remember, 'when the world stop moving, dont u dare to stop with it...u just to keep moving and try hard to make sure the world will moving again'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-6641943202251057649?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/6641943202251057649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/11/kanak-kanak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/6641943202251057649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/6641943202251057649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/11/kanak-kanak.html' title='kanak-kanak'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8X9q4J1eFE/Ttdfs6HdmcI/AAAAAAAAArw/a33uCwCgNZc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-1435336582372617086</id><published>2011-11-18T10:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T10:24:45.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPSR...it is the first not the finale!</title><content type='html'>It been quite a while for me to write in this blog...i didn t have much time lately with exchange posting, exam around the corner and study group, jobs and everything..right now, Im in telok in tan for my first week of pediatric posting and honestly, I fall in love with it...one of my dreams is to become a pediatrician and hopefully one day I will....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, all primary school in whole Malaysia busy because result of upsr been announced and I can see from the news, it been quite emotional for them...it make me wonder, ' why they become emotional, is it because they think upsr everything? Or because they faced with many obstacle before they can get the price'.....I don't know why, but I felt nothing and it make me thinking, what are my feeling duringnthat time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened in felda Cherul about 11 years ago...I can't remember the day but I am surenit happen after recess period...they called every standard 6 student to library to announce it...at that time, I am very proud person, a little bit arrogant because my trial I got 4A and 1B...they announce the list of best student and for that year, there is no one get 5A, only 4 peson got 4A1B and I am not one of them...I become disappointed and sad...my parents keep asking me why and my neighbor keep showing off his daughter result which better than me....from that day I changed. No more arrogant or proud...everyday I keep telling myself, I can do better next time....yup, UPSR really been a nightmare for me....I always hope it never happens to me, but it give me most valuable lesson for thenres of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the result, I decide to stay in daily school near my house...no MRSM or sekolah berasrama penuh...I still been disturbed by my neighbor about how wonderful his daughter in UPSR...I decide to prove to myself, not to him, not to may parents and not to anyone...I just want to show everyone, UPSR not everything....I study alone, don't bother about anything and look at me now, even I'm not as intelligent or most clever people but I manage to be in UKM medical school...in a way to become a doctor one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is not to kutuk sape2..but I want to anyone that did not get good result in UPSR to keep trying and studying because UPSR is nothing and u can change everything if u change urself...and for those who got excellent result, keep a good work and work harder because UPSR is the first exam not the finale..it didn't decide ur future ok....hopefully one day my story give a lesson to somebody..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: only 3 months left before I finished my 5 year course in medical training. Hope everything turn out good..Amin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-1435336582372617086?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1435336582372617086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/11/upsrit-is-first-not-finale.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1435336582372617086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1435336582372617086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/11/upsrit-is-first-not-finale.html' title='UPSR...it is the first not the finale!'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-1108510214202470403</id><published>2011-10-30T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T11:23:30.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our new family members...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this week been really chaotic with case write up need to be done, my mind have a terrible block thought almost a week, i mean this is the worst i have for the almost 5 years in medical school...i mean i never experienced a long thought block before. i always experience only 2-3 days only...then i got to clinic as my routine check up..yeah, i made some progress, but my stress killing me and a little bit changes been made by my doctor...hehe..hopefully everything turn out ok..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but, today i would like to tell another story, just last thursday, i been told that our friend, syuk welcoming a new member in their family, a son..can't u believe it, syuk already a father and that make me an uncle..hehe..and make my friends and i welcoming a new member of our big batch family....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;suprisingly, the time fly so fast...i still remember our trip to perlis to syuk wedding and now he already has a son. Alhamdulillah, it mean a new chapter of syuk diary life begin...now he is not only a servant to Allas, a son, a husband and a student but he is a father. there is nothing more important than u know that u have a family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my pray, i hope his son will get better and syuk congratulations... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-1108510214202470403?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1108510214202470403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/our-new-family-members.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1108510214202470403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1108510214202470403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/our-new-family-members.html' title='our new family members...'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-5298119285393737780</id><published>2011-10-26T12:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T12:41:45.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a cocky person</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hurm, only 2 days in surgery department at UKM medical centre, i already missed Hosp Teluk Intan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i want to tell u a story, which i hope give u a lesson to be a better person...it started like this, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it is a monday morning, a first day for me and my friends in M** team..it started with ward round in the morning, i came early because i know most of surgical team started ward round early in a day. then i found my team which i recognize based on my specialist. then i approach him and introduce ourselves as a new student team under him. he look cool and very nice which he recognize us and we go on with the round afterward. hehe, my story did not start it yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then after round ends in the male ward, one of medical officer ask us, for me rudely, that we are rude not to introduce ourselves to him. by mean, i think he want each of us introduce to him specifically. but we just do nothing because i dont know about others but i know that they all will ignore us for the rest of the posting and we only depend on our specialist. the funny thing is, our specialist, Mr R***** did not ask us to introduce ourselves specifically. wow, first day on my first impression, with the facial expression that he has, i already know he is a cocky and arrogant doctor..nope, nope, i dont want  to use term doctor, he is a cocky and arrogant person..he act like he is so talented, talk like he is the world class surgeon. talk like houseman like they are his slaves. he even talk about his tiredness doing a surgery that like he is so important in that particularly surgery during round..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then the next day i got opportunity to observe a 'lap chole' procedure. i really hope he not there but unfortunately he is there..my leader introduce us and ask permission to observe..then they started the surgery, the funny thing happen when he try to make a hole without test first (i cant explain it thoroughly here) then suddenly the hole he make is not suitable and it end up to stitch the hole back..i smile inside and remind me of Mr Pani, he is a specialist in surg dept in HTI but still he test first before he make a hole..then it set in my mind, what on earth that he want to rely on to be cocky when he didnt even talented to do procedure..and i keep telling myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; 'Hafiz one day u will be MO but remember no one like a arrogant, cocky, stubborn, poyo person. Allah makes and does everything and we only a servant to Him, so be a good person, a humble doctor so that one day, the world become a better place with u in it'&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/3122515549049596944-5298119285393737780?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5298119285393737780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/cocky-person.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5298119285393737780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5298119285393737780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/cocky-person.html' title='a cocky person'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-5151149100342877658</id><published>2011-10-22T16:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T17:16:55.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last step of stairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;every now and then, i am grateful to be where i am now..in final year...mean a final step before i will be a doctor....finally, i take a deep breath and Alhamdulillah because i am still i am, the old hafizzudin that clueless when entering a medical school..but now i am clueless thinking of the life after this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;final year mean no more playing around and act stupid when been asked a question...i dont know why but i regret a lot when my supervisors asking me a question and i am clueless about the answer when all of my friends know the answer...in about 5 months, i will be taking an exam that will change my future, and at this end i realize study is not anymore only for an exam but also for the future...i will be a doctor until the last of my breath, so i better be a good damn doctor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moreover, nowadays it is not only about the theory but the practical side of it...holding a MD UKM is not easy thing when each time i seen a senior that already working told us about how specialist all over country admire and put a high expectation on MD UKM, it mean i cant mess up and of course i need to ensure that i am not the one who end up put a mug on UKM name...hopefully i can do it..amin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LK5uc90WV5I/TqKJWwuD2fI/AAAAAAAAArQ/AlljmWptGIM/s400/316584_302199626473292_100000497703175_1277085_348956175_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666242305313724914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;with mr stephen, a head of surgery department and one of our supervisor in Teluk Intan Hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JYkOaaHbXL8/TqKJXLIr-mI/AAAAAAAAArY/E7qDtDp-CKQ/s400/317302_302746283085293_100000497703175_1279453_1212491234_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666242312404728418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;with mr pani, one of our supervisor in teluk intan hospital and dt tay, MD UKM that make me proud to be one of them&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/3122515549049596944-5151149100342877658?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5151149100342877658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-step-of-stairs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5151149100342877658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5151149100342877658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-step-of-stairs.html' title='the last step of stairs'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LK5uc90WV5I/TqKJWwuD2fI/AAAAAAAAArQ/AlljmWptGIM/s72-c/316584_302199626473292_100000497703175_1277085_348956175_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-3156720477305836661</id><published>2011-10-15T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T21:06:47.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the surgeon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;long week...now i am still in KTDI, back to KL to got some works done before i go back to Teluk Intan tomorrow (sunday)...even now, my heart still missing Teluk Intan...i dont know, maybe not bad to be in rural are, eventhough teluk intan is not rural...haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My mom called yeterday night because she is missing me, hurm,maybe i am too long be in KL...i thought maybe raya haji i will be in Kuantan..fun to talking my mom, release all my tension and my problems...she is good listener and excellent adviser and motivator...after talking to her, make me become more happy and excited to continue for 5 more months...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;watching greys anatomy episode today...i starting watching this series when i was in 1st year in medical school...it kinda make me realize that i would love to be one of them, a surgeon...even the best thing is not to only be a surgeon but be The Surgeon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;moreover, knowing Mr Stephen, Mr Pani and Dr Tay make me kinda feel good being surgeon..that make a surgeon not only a job but it is a serve for humanity and responsibilities to human being...maybe i know them only for 2 weeks, but if in 2 weeks, they can make myself thing that a doctor career is not only about glamorous, money and title, i think it paid off...even my heart keep beating and my 'inner' self keep whispering for me to pursue in this field..not only be a doctor, not only be a surgeon but be a good Muslim and person to serve for human kind...there is nothing more important than to do more good....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i still dont know what will be my options are...i think better for me to be a doctor first..pass my PRO exam and be an excellent as i can...then i let the time decide...hurm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-3156720477305836661?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/3156720477305836661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/surgeon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3156720477305836661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3156720477305836661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/surgeon.html' title='the surgeon'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-7823344840483680364</id><published>2011-10-15T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T17:18:32.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pesanan dariku untukmu 8</title><content type='html'>" apabila kita membantu orang lain, kita tak perlu harapkan semoga satu hari nanti kita juga boleh dibantunnya. apa yang perlu kita ingat dan tahu, Allah sentiasa akan menolong kita"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- by MTS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-7823344840483680364?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7823344840483680364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/pesanan-dariku-untukmu-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/7823344840483680364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/7823344840483680364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/pesanan-dariku-untukmu-8.html' title='pesanan dariku untukmu 8'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2284068132233782513</id><published>2011-10-09T12:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T12:30:23.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pesanan dariku untukmu 7</title><content type='html'>"even there is slight chance that u have to make yourself better, it worth than whole money in the world. but to get that chance u need to keep trying to find it, it will not come across at shop that u can buy anytime but it need to be deserve and earn it, so find it and u will become a better person"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-2284068132233782513?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2284068132233782513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/pesanan-dariku-untukmu-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2284068132233782513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2284068132233782513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/pesanan-dariku-untukmu-7.html' title='pesanan dariku untukmu 7'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2146576437097185674</id><published>2011-10-09T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T12:25:59.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HTI posting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CifB1-sSJcs/TpEhisGCI1I/AAAAAAAAArI/wHJVNjg8dcw/s1600/290620103641.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CifB1-sSJcs/TpEhisGCI1I/AAAAAAAAArI/wHJVNjg8dcw/s400/290620103641.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661343086417158994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;there is gonna be 2 more weeks there...for the first time i think time move faster when i am there...truthfully, during medicine posting, my head just keep thinking when this posting going to be ended in teluk intan but now, i feel enjoyable and have fun during my first week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;moreover, i got companies that help me through this posting even make me interested in practice medicine...they keep telling me that nothing can be impossible if u trying and keep trying....i even have my own group there practicing clinical examination..thanks for them..i need this, because there is no magic spell can undo the time that i already wasted and one spell can turn me into some kind of geniuses for my pro-exam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;last night, 2 am, i have a fresh air just outside my hostel in KTDI....i just need a clean fresh air after my head is spinning reading gynecology book....then i keep remembering all those night i keep telling myself to push harder...i even remember the night i got my text that telling me that i am going to do medicine in UKM...why all the sudden came to my mind, i have no idea but thanks for it, i know what my destiny is, my path and even i now know that what is the right choice for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;do you know, out of all field in education, medicine is the only field that never have genius mind...i mean we have many successful doctor in the field but never a genius one, and u know why, because human is the best creator from Allah, even every day there is something new to learn about it and it never stop...i keep my mind about it, to make myself enjoy in medicine....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;'HUMAN IS THE BEST CREATOR OF ALLAH, EVERYDAY IS ALWAYS A NEW DAY FOR SOMETHING'&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/3122515549049596944-2146576437097185674?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2146576437097185674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/hti-posting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2146576437097185674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2146576437097185674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/hti-posting.html' title='HTI posting'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CifB1-sSJcs/TpEhisGCI1I/AAAAAAAAArI/wHJVNjg8dcw/s72-c/290620103641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2119540183483622814</id><published>2011-10-08T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T21:36:13.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my teddy bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UeXKWTOlRuY/TpBRZJIfqHI/AAAAAAAAArA/pMj4mCLDtJg/s1600/IMG_8142.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just got back for the weekend..i feel happy and excited for next week..i finally found my tune in surgery department..maybe i'm belong here...haha...whatever happen, i know can surely said that i fall in love again with medicine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;back to story, today i keep asking myself, what actually that i missing out..i dont remember anything but i keep telling myself that i forgot something, then i look out my diary then heheh, i forgot 3rd october is my lil bro birthday...how i can totally forgot about him, it just this year, i forgot about him...what an earth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then, tonight, it kinda coincidence thing happen to me....while i'm on my way back from pasar malam, 2 brothers just arrived there...then his lil bro telling him repeatedly 'abang, kalau x jumpa adik, adik ada kat motor eh'...hehe, it actually the same words that my brother telling mealmost a decade ago, maybe 15 years ago....i miss old day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UeXKWTOlRuY/TpBRZJIfqHI/AAAAAAAAArA/pMj4mCLDtJg/s400/IMG_8142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661114223994841202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i rarely share about my bro....his name is mohamad ridzuan bin mohame tahir, he is 4 years old younger than me...he is the one and only brother that i have...we actually very close together...he is my company, we play together since kid, because both of us dont like to play outside, we end up together..moreover, my sis stay with my grandma and both my parents is working so most of the time is only us...he is a sweet chubby brother...he usually scare of a dark and ghost and usually he end up ask me to hug him during sleep because he scare...haha...i kinda miss my little brother...wish he never grown up...nowadays, he is so 'macho' that i cant hug him and like other teenagers, no more stay home..hurm, i wish the past stay forever...hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: happy birthday adik wan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-2119540183483622814?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2119540183483622814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-teddy-bear.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2119540183483622814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2119540183483622814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-teddy-bear.html' title='my teddy bear'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UeXKWTOlRuY/TpBRZJIfqHI/AAAAAAAAArA/pMj4mCLDtJg/s72-c/IMG_8142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8076447258591544682</id><published>2011-09-27T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T19:17:39.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last 'adik'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this week been a very busy week..my whole week is full with seminar and lecture that i need to attend for the whole week....for ur info, i have been change to new posting..i am now posted in surgery depart for 7 weeks...its gonna be good because i always love been in surgery posting and 1 day i am gonna be one of them, a surgeon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;last week, we welcoming a new batch of medical student...a first year freshman...hahaha...a new batch UKM student for 2011/2012....as usual, annually, we, i mean my malay boys batch and i going to meet all the new junior as part of our routine...it happen every year...it is not a bully session but here in UKM medical school, we been teach to respect and know each other, so as the 'oldest' brother for this year, this is our last chance before we going to graduate and posted everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;like usual, the meeting done at surau blok d, KTSN, my old hostel in KL...it located oppose to taman tasik titiwangsa....i handle the arrangement as usual, and it set to go at 8.30pm or in the other words, after isya'....we actually have modified a little bit of this meeting bussiness compare to what my senior done to us when we in 1st yr..during that time, we actually need to introduce ourselves but we need to find out our seniors and buddy name by our own...time after time, we change it because we know it is not easy to fulfill it, when preclinical year is busy with PBL, lecture and all those things...so we take the opportunity to introduce ourselves after they introduce themselves..so it save everyone's time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it so good to meet all the new batches...to see their new face with excitement, enjoyment and fresh from matriculation....and it is sad to know that this is the last time we gonna able to do this...next year, at this time, we been working hard all over malaysia and we do not know either we able to see each other again...hurrm,....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so for our new junior...welcome to medical school of UKM, the best medical school in country....and enjoy your 5 years in this school....hehhe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: going to be in telok intan for 3 weeks...posted at surgery department..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-8076447258591544682?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8076447258591544682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-adik.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8076447258591544682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8076447258591544682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-adik.html' title='the last &apos;adik&apos;'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-376731093236945840</id><published>2011-09-25T11:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:42:39.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pesanan dariku untukmu 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"most of the new doctors scare and afraid to do procedure and to manage patient..it is not because they dont know how to do it but because of scare of the complications that arise from it....people, in live everything has consequences and complication from every action and mistake we make..it does not make us weak but make us even more careful and clever in handling it in the future...the important thing is to know how to manage the complications arise, when u know it nothing can stop you from moving forward and become a better person in your life...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-376731093236945840?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/376731093236945840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/09/pesanan-dariku-untukmu-6.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/376731093236945840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/376731093236945840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/09/pesanan-dariku-untukmu-6.html' title='pesanan dariku untukmu 6'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8445593075867825200</id><published>2011-09-21T12:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:32:42.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singers that draw thousand lessons.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;interesting topic to discuss..just now i heard about canadian tennors which a new group that have an excellent voice with combination different key of voice...a good thing to know that they actually admire a same singer with me...Celine Dion...so this topic came around...i not usually told people why my choice of songs usually different from others..i also do not have a specific genre that goes with my heart...i like a song and a singer usually at the same time..by mean if i like the song, i will like the singer but it not goes other way...because for me, the important thing is the song, doesnt care who sing it...so today i would like to put a list a singer that i usually like to hear they sing because their voice suits every song they sing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Celine Dion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i like her very much since high school...does not matter which song she sing.....the first song that i fall in love with her voice is 'Because U Love Me'..her voice is such enthusiastic. the thing is even almost entire life she sing, her voice never change..the voice is still the same even she sing live or in recording....she is one for the clean singer..never had any gossip or does not need any rumors to be popular..she already attract everyone attention with her voice...she is canadian so she started singing in her language first (i dont know what it is)..she become popular when one of her song, 'My Heart Will Go On' be a original soundtrack theme song for titanic...one of the great movie alive...her voice can make people cry...she put an emotion in her song, she can stand in a centre of  a stage alone and she still is the best..she married to a man that discover her and also her manager...she is happy wife with 3 children...no one can ever replace her..she is one of a kind...she is celine dion....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VM04vWTYLM/TnnkIK5t3HI/AAAAAAAAAp4/wsEo5SSmGj8/s400/celine-dion-world-tour-2008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654801636156890226" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tR1mV00ccwQ/TnnkH1JYa_I/AAAAAAAAApw/RoN_PF6Tvq4/s400/celine-dion_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654801630317014002" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. adele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i just heard she sang for the past few months but she already become one of my favorite singer...she is younger than me by 2 days only...she from britain and first time i heard she sang during britain music award 2011...superb....the best song ever 'Someone Like You'...the song and lyric written by her own...she is one of the best singer-song writer alive....the best thing is how she manage to put a little bit soul in ballads song...she sing beautifully and honestly she can make someone cry only by the song...every song she sang, she put enough emotion without being to be overcook....she doesnt have a sweet women voice...a 'hard' in a soft voice that she has make she is one in a million..i like almost all song that she sing...'Rolling In The Deep', 'Hometown Glory', 'Chassing Pavement' , 'Make U Feel My Love', 'Dont U Remember', 'Turning Table'. mostly i like her song because the story she told sounded like me...it felt relieve to actually know that someone also share the same stories..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzzW6bZl35U/TnnkYBqbHmI/AAAAAAAAAqA/eiXXwspo7Mk/s400/adele_280x390_449082a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654801908554735202" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 390px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X0DvW6DlW-0/TnnkYeuoowI/AAAAAAAAAqI/kbHf62BEd4Y/s400/Adele-wins-two-Grammys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654801916357026562" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 396px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. maher zain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;he is a muslim singer but he is very good..he doesnt need a popular clothes, a glamorous name and he only need his passion and everything change magically...he just become a singer last year and he is a great singer...he sing a song about faith and believe in Allah and Islam...he did not need anything from this metropolitan/fake world to be popular..he just need a song with a passion and his voice is perfect...i try once to sing his song because he seems easy when sing it but it did not...he is one of a kind, he sing it well without any difficulty..i heard 'InsyaAllah' and it make me cry for the first time..her voice touch my heart without even know me..he give advises through his song...he got many song that i love but the one that i always love to heard is 'Open Ur Eyes'..even without anything, ya Allah he can sing each song mystically.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4B4ZKZf34k/TnnknlTj8SI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/UgvJIJuC-mE/s400/maher-zain4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654802175820558626" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 331px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yk0xC4ib1eM/Tnnkn6Q7lSI/AAAAAAAAAqY/hiGJgkjpcrk/s400/Maher-Zain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654802181446669602" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. bruno mars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;he is a new singer and he already done well..he sing each song with a good control and nice falsetto..nothing can comment much about his way because he is one of the kind person that sing without copying any other singer...he sing 'Grenade' with his soul and mind...it is mind blowing...the lyrics and the song is good but combine it with his voice it is perfect...i thought that maybe he is a type of singer that have own unique voice that goes with certain song type but he prove me wrong when he sing in mTv award 'valeria' a song that originally sang by amy winehouse...he change jazz song to him and combine it with a little bit tempo...it was good....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C3DIgx5_fwE/Tnnlb9ES4YI/AAAAAAAAAqg/yIRjP1-eEdU/s400/BrunoMarssongPics1UjEywkLCp66EnM.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654803075552174466" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EyJeiuXVvmw/TnnlcH39UJI/AAAAAAAAAqo/V_Nh0mNcxWM/s400/Bruno-Mars.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654803078453219474" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. yuna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she is a malaysian singer..she wearing tudung and she is a good singer and song-writer...the first song i listen to her is 'Dan Sebenarnya'..it is a simple song and even that simple which i mean by everyone can sing it well, nobody can sing it like her...she also, like adele, doesnt have a sweet soft lady voice...her voice is a rasp crisp with a little bit sweet and nothing can change and copy her....her song is good and even better she sing it like telling everyone about her story...she is not so beautiful but she doesnt need it with a voice like that..and she is Yuna...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QWHslYNatFc/TnnmP4fIz3I/AAAAAAAAAqw/rRLQ43-HFJQ/s400/yuna-singer-dan-sebenarnya-from-malaysia-cool-creative-talented-hijabers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654803967675780978" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i54yLPZb7UA/TnnmP9oDFQI/AAAAAAAAAq4/6Pv2TJQJRx4/s400/yuna-metadome_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654803969055331586" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;p/s: these are the top 5 my favorite singer..hehe&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/3122515549049596944-8445593075867825200?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8445593075867825200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/09/singers-that-draw-thousand-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8445593075867825200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8445593075867825200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/09/singers-that-draw-thousand-lessons.html' title='singers that draw thousand lessons.....'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0VM04vWTYLM/TnnkIK5t3HI/AAAAAAAAAp4/wsEo5SSmGj8/s72-c/celine-dion-world-tour-2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-4499945115226533676</id><published>2011-09-20T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T09:10:02.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pesanan dariku untukmu 5</title><content type='html'>" you know, in life, if you let it, you can always come up with reasons to give up. but if you dont, you might just find love in places you never imagined"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-4499945115226533676?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4499945115226533676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/09/pesanan-dariku-untukmu-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/4499945115226533676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/4499945115226533676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/09/pesanan-dariku-untukmu-5.html' title='pesanan dariku untukmu 5'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2312755088229911813</id><published>2011-09-19T08:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T08:17:35.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happily ever after</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;its quite a week...i got a little bit busy and my migraine got me almost every night...but i need to keep stronger becoz no one can does it for me...but it is a good thing to know that somehow i still a human being; able to feel pain and ease.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i keep wondering what happen to the world these days...everyday, people fighting, killing, and all of the bad thing happen....it make me wonder, why a world become like this day after day...its there in half of their life people forgot their humanity and sanity or people just like to keep been reminding they human being time to time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i am sitting in my table, early in morning because i could not sleep yesterday...it happen 2 times this week and it happen every sunday night...does it mean something??? my headache is killing me but i could not sleep...i took PCMs but nothing change....wondering at the end of the day i might be need to do scope because of gastritis due to took too many PCMs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;last week, i met my old friend....already working and married and i could not be happier for him but after talking to him i keep wondering is that all life meaning...people only end up by themselves and nothing can do for the rest of the world...when i ask him about it, the answers draw everything....his life busier with working and all the problems and responsibilities with his wife...yeah i know that is meaning of happily ever after..but i dont want to believe that...i want to change something for the world..i want to make it better place...i want to feel the humanity back..i want to see something in newspaper other than a bad news about killing, murdering, fighting...or anything....yet we are still reading it everyday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;maybe thats why people watching movies or tv series...because they lost their believe about the world...they want to believe in something but the world cant give it that to them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nothing much i can say other than hoping that someday i will be a part of world that change something...the happily ever after does not mean i get married and have kids..yeah thats true but i also would like to change the world...i want to see the world become a better place to not only me but everyone....i hope so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-2312755088229911813?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2312755088229911813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/09/happily-ever-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2312755088229911813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2312755088229911813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/09/happily-ever-after.html' title='happily ever after'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8199416598794137625</id><published>2011-09-15T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T19:44:43.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bertuah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9AYlHoeeoY/TnHlDpbG77I/AAAAAAAAApo/MJJfbC14fX0/s1600/article-page-main-ehow-images-a07-q6-gj-medical-exam-tools-800x800.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9AYlHoeeoY/TnHlDpbG77I/AAAAAAAAApo/MJJfbC14fX0/s400/article-page-main-ehow-images-a07-q6-gj-medical-exam-tools-800x800.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652550858148605874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hkOEhCDNF18/TnHlDSPPZOI/AAAAAAAAApg/hZWLKWj2HvU/s1600/cza0683l.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hkOEhCDNF18/TnHlDSPPZOI/AAAAAAAAApg/hZWLKWj2HvU/s400/cza0683l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652550851924813026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that has been along week..even this week only have 4 days of weekdays but nothing can stop me from thinking..there is been 6 week journey with medical posting and i still doing the same....its that make me think that is that i am lucky to pass my 3 years of clinical year? or i somehow manage to keep work hard in the past 2 years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i am still keep juggling about my choice..everyday, every hour, every second...nothing can stop me from thinking that even i am lucky, i dont want to be that lucky..i somehow want to work hard to deserve a place here not because everytime i get lucky but because everytime i doing something i know that i am pretty sure about it....medical posting make me weigh in all my possibility even slight chance that i can turn the time back, am i can pretty sure i change...am i pretty sure i grateful to be one of the final year now.....even that, am i will remember to make myself harworking so that i will be safe somehow to be put anywhere in any place...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7th week will come..like in surah Al-Asri " for the time, every man is loss except for those who believe"..i know, every day i keep telling myself i need to improve..but still i am not....yesterday, i done a short case...yup i get the physical examination done nicely but when the time for presentation, it is messy and i am lucky that is not my exam..if not, i dont know what to say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i need to change...there is no more thinking about to change is about do the changes...no more waiting for others to ask me to work hard..it is up to me now..am i want to left behind or i want to be in a same line with everybody...the key point it now, i will not thinking anymore..it is a do time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: please let me be someone that i know before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-8199416598794137625?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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choice everyday and u keep telling urself that tomorrow is gonna be a better day...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i more afraid to what i will face in future..it is not an exam or works but i afraid that i will lose when i fight a battle with myself which i fight with my own choice..i did not know why..but day after day i pretty clear that i do not have a clear thinking and i keep pretending in front of all that everything gonna be ok with me...i'm sorry guys but i'm not that strong either ready to talk about that with anyone..i just need somebody that really know me that i can tell everything bout my feeling and my fear...hopefully i will..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i hope someday i will not regret with my choice and i will win this battle....there is nothing more important to me now other than make my mom proud....so pray for me everyone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-1325297654778592283</id><published>2011-09-07T16:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T00:01:15.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oprah winfrey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oeXbs75HncY/TmcuvRHPnUI/AAAAAAAAApY/Xu702z6N-AM/s1600/TIME-FOR-OPRAH-WINFREY-52666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oeXbs75HncY/TmcuvRHPnUI/AAAAAAAAApY/Xu702z6N-AM/s320/TIME-FOR-OPRAH-WINFREY-52666.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a story that i would like to tell all of u...i always been laughed because i'm admiring of this woman...i dont know why but maybe because usually a man do not watch her show..it called 'The Oprah Winfrey Show'..i always watch it since my grandma use an astro..always on Hallmark channel everyday at 8 till 9 pm...and the shocking sensation news is she gonna retired for doing a talk show and this year is her last year for her to host a show after 25 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i usually use her advice to motivate myself...haha..my roomate, owen and tawi usually laughed at me because getting too interested with this tv show...and you know why?? it is because she is doing something ordinary with a excellent work until her show become something extraordinary..do you ever see her on show..she is very good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the example that any malaysian host can take from her is she not only focused in music industry alone but all the topics..she done family issues, child abuse, health, and all topics...she never boring me with her topic..she actually open my mind about the world...she also teach me to be stronger and better person everyday...even she is not muslim but i still believe that her good attitude and excellent achievement should be an example to everyone...hopefully i can be like her one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She is doing something ordinary and change it to look extraordinary"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: she remind me of Prof Harlina.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-1325297654778592283?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1325297654778592283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-7125427407497966143</id><published>2011-08-27T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T13:43:36.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aidilfitri terakhir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the last aidilfitri for me..hehe..do not mean i am going away or what..just this is last raya for me as student..especially as medical student..next year insyaAllah, i will celebrate it as houseman..hehe..my world gonna change soon...i am not the one gonna receive duit raya anymore but i am the one who gonna give it..haha..time do move fast...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i am going home at 3 pm with my auntie, Maklang and cik Ipin....the plan is to go home tonite change because cik Ipin actually get let go by his superior early...when i am still sleeping, my aunt call...then with a laziness i grab the phone and my auntie said, we going back at 3 pm...haha..funny, i actually get to break fast at home...i suddenly woke up and start packing and first thing i do is call mak and ask what she plan for cooking today..hehe..yum yum..yum...curry chicken with nasi and roti canai....gonna love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i will spend  7 days at home..it actually the longest holiday for raya i got since SPM which happen 6 years ago....i gonna use it with happily eating and eating..haha...since next year, i might end up beraya in ward...hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so, SELAMAT HARI RAYA to everyone..and for those who want to come to my house just give me a call..i will be home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s; gonna try eat ketupat pulut with susu..ijat suggestion...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-7125427407497966143?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7125427407497966143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/aidilfitri-terakhir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/7125427407497966143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/7125427407497966143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/aidilfitri-terakhir.html' title='aidilfitri terakhir'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-1856951668130325581</id><published>2011-08-27T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T01:40:44.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pesanan dariku untukmu 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"i do not fall in love with her on the condition that she would live longer than me..there are no conditions in love so there should not be any regrets..so what if today she is not with me, i still love her the same way, not because i can not find someone else to love but loving her makes me happy..whenever i miss her, i close my eyes and she is with me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you did not fall in love with someone on the condition that she will love you too, so just because she loves someone else you want to forget her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;love is just like life..its not always easy, and it does not always bring happiness..but when we do not stop living, why we should stop loving"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-1856951668130325581?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-695854022946766645</id><published>2011-08-26T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T22:45:22.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>handphone..oh..handphone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just came back from teluk intan..a week there is punishing when my heart and mind already at home...did not know why, but this syawal make me kinda miss home so much...miss my mother homemade dishes that will give happiness to my gastric mucosal layer and my tongue sensation...hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just wanna talk about my phone...hehe..just before ramadhan, i kinda lost my phone...my nokia N8 and really make me feel nothing..did not know why but i think maybe because I kinda set in my mind that all the thing is a part of rezeki dari Allah...so even that i still kinda mad because the phone was stolen from my room...its kinda sad to know maybe one of student here is be a better thief compare to doctor...huhu...its ok...i already halalkan..semoga that person know to answer it in front of Allah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kinda funny though, in 3 years i lost 3 phone..first phone is nokia E65...i miss it during rehearsal of world health day..kinda mad because it also stolen from me...then sony ericsson during my fourth year..which i kinda lost it during sukan liga antara tahun...then this year, which nokia N8, kinda only a year old...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QTaISOne0NA/Tlewv2Yc6VI/AAAAAAAAApE/3fI7_uMVssQ/s400/nokia-e65-cellphone-slider-eseries-fron-open.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645174994030618962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;my first phone that i buy in my first year..lost during 3rd year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnDRtpC6YwI/Tlew9HNswmI/AAAAAAAAApM/LFLBRUQz7Sk/s400/Sony_Ericsson_W380_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645175221887222370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;my second phone lost during 4th year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zVVL0X3wRDc/TlexM6oCO7I/AAAAAAAAApU/0EZTxNiUNBk/s400/nokia-n8-launch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645175493385927602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;the latest phone that i lost...it was stolen from my room..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: is there any apps to detect where the location ur phone is.?kinda needed for future safety..hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-695854022946766645?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/695854022946766645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/handphoneohhandphone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2362990354554227801</id><published>2011-08-19T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T20:29:37.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kembara berjalan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;its a good week but it already ended and for sure i'm gonna miss my time at ward 5...especially with housemans, MO and registra there...even it happen 2 weeks but its a good 2 week..i learn to be more pro active even...it has a up and down moment but i need to remember it because next time i'm down, i know how to climb up again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this morning, i wake up early and be at ward at 7 am..hehe..for this week, these is the first time ever i been in the ward that early but i can't help it..tazkirah prof har remind me medicine its not a destination, it is a journey...yeah, Allah decide everything but we as hambaNya need to try to be a better person and has a better life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, i started my day by doing clerking my new case....its get better i think because i get most of the history while presenting to my registra..but still need an improvement so i bear it in my mind that during my teluk intan posting, i need to practice my clerking and physical examination...yeah, i need to know the right question to get the right answer..i need to know each question im going to ask is mean something and not a stupid old joke or something that i dont know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i get the blue form (assessment form) from prof L today...she's kind still give me a pass mark even i dont think i deserve it based on my performance last wednesday...but it also give me a rough idea that prof still give me a chance for improve myself...i need to improve (wondering my posts this week about improvement)...hehe...i really need to improve..i dont want to be someones joke and borderline to passed my pro exam..i want passed because i deserve it...i want the M.D because i deserve it, i want the DR title in front of my name because i deserve it....so, Hafiz there is no time for playing around anymore..yeah, i mean, study time is for study and playing time for enjoy..hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MyGjudcsJ0/Tk5WPBhCLaI/AAAAAAAAAo0/sW4-ZLOlNAQ/s1600/247310_2031215587413_1454827394_2276414_1953973_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vt1x6g-92zI/Tk5WOph-gtI/AAAAAAAAAok/i5c_xs8cRCc/s400/13833_232909714668_620269668_4182859_7383259_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642542192808329938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the doctor of tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vWNz4HgMD0I/Tk5WPJs_cdI/AAAAAAAAAo8/lHiKwvVeIek/s1600/168467_1537956329831_1262562355_31164657_4633985_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: pray for everyone pass PRO-EXAM march 2012..and no one left behind...we are the future of medicine..lets make sure its worth....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-2362990354554227801?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2362990354554227801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/kembara-berjalan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2362990354554227801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2362990354554227801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/kembara-berjalan.html' title='kembara berjalan'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MyGjudcsJ0/Tk5WPBhCLaI/AAAAAAAAAo0/sW4-ZLOlNAQ/s72-c/247310_2031215587413_1454827394_2276414_1953973_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-4363713210856219937</id><published>2011-08-18T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T23:18:20.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keikhlasan dan self esteem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QHpyiwQtlm8/Tk0s7f_prKI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Zh9UrFvFG6M/s1600/270120_249667938386103_100000286954844_995356_791170_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QHpyiwQtlm8/Tk0s7f_prKI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Zh9UrFvFG6M/s400/270120_249667938386103_100000286954844_995356_791170_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642215308877474978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from prof har house...thanks to ustaz zul and prof har family for the juadah berbuka puasa that very delicious...there is very nice to actually feel the 'moms' cooking even not at home..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after maghrib, prof har take about 25 minutes as tazkirah..it is very interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" kebanyakan pelajar sekarang mempunyai self esteem yang rendah..maksudnya apabila semasa ward round ataupun teaching, mereka tidak participate sepenuhnya dan sistem semester yang diadakan, maksudnya, setiap kali lepas abis posting ada exam membuatkan medical student lalai dan leka..kebanyakan nya tidak menumpukan sepenuh perhatian di permulaan dan berkejaran apabila masa makin menghampiri...teringat saya dalam kuliah subuh ustaz zul, beliau ada memetik yang apabila melakukan sesuatu, keikhlasan itu penting..maksudnya apabila belajar itu, belajar lah kerana Allah dan sebagai satu ibadah dan tanggungjawab seorang muslim...apabila kita sedar itu kita akan mendapat self esteem atau keyakinan dalam menuntut ilmu pengetahuan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ingat semua bakal2 doktor, pesakit meletakkan kepercayaan yang tinggi, which they give their trust and life for us..so, we can not only hope that we only can pass exam and excellent in academic but we need to prepare ourselves to make sure our patients get the best care..Allah created human life and our responsible as hamba Allah untuk menjadi perantara Nya...so find a knowledge and courage to explore more and be good in what you been doing...kejarlah ilmu itu dengan penuh keikhlasan"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mungkin kata2 prof har sedikit diubah tetapi isinya sama....terima kasih prof har di atas ingatan bekalan di masa sekarang dan akan datang..semoga saya menjadi seorang doktor mukmin yang berjaya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-4363713210856219937?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4363713210856219937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/keikhlasan-dan-self-esteem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-529671787226896290</id><published>2011-08-18T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T00:41:45.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>putus asa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4i0FZq0f8B4/TkvvF0hK75I/AAAAAAAAAoU/Nwf__i0EXWE/s1600/mban1260l.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4i0FZq0f8B4/TkvvF0hK75I/AAAAAAAAAoU/Nwf__i0EXWE/s400/mban1260l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641865841487835026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlS_wRIpx0Q/TkvvFxwaThI/AAAAAAAAAoM/JiBcaGvF0l8/s1600/doctor_cartoon-13174.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HlS_wRIpx0Q/TkvvFxwaThI/AAAAAAAAAoM/JiBcaGvF0l8/s400/doctor_cartoon-13174.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641865840746450450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1uKBfkKd2o/TkvvFkGOYDI/AAAAAAAAAoE/8krPKs7iCkQ/s1600/2007-10-04.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1uKBfkKd2o/TkvvFkGOYDI/AAAAAAAAAoE/8krPKs7iCkQ/s400/2007-10-04.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641865837079846962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hehe...tonite i keep thinking about this...what happen to me?? it this medical field really meant for me or i actually destined for another path..i dont know...everytime, i keep thinking, when all my friends seen to have a lot of knowledge and ability, i only an average student without any special ability....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yeah, i know, i already five years in medical school but what happen in the past 2 weeks make me thinking back about my choice...i dont like to thinking about finding another option or path and i really enjoy in medical field but did i really cut for it...huhuhu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;today prof mention about 'dont be a medical doctor that end up killing a patient and your responsibility not only in human but also for Allah because HE is the One that create us and make us alive...i really want to be a good doctor even not the best but at least a safe doctor which i treat people and do no harm to anybody...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i hope my future become better and no one can change it unless i trying and work to change it...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Allah tidak mengubah nasib sesuatu kaum itu melainkan mereka berusaha mengubahnya"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-529671787226896290?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/529671787226896290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/putus-asa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/529671787226896290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/529671787226896290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/putus-asa.html' title='putus asa'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4i0FZq0f8B4/TkvvF0hK75I/AAAAAAAAAoU/Nwf__i0EXWE/s72-c/mban1260l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2750943283574281751</id><published>2011-08-17T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T20:50:00.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long case in medical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;today, i have been assessed by my supervisor in my long case...we been asked to do clerking and done all physical examination and present to her as a part of our assessment..i never decided which patient that im gonna present to her until last night..then i choose to present one of the patient in my cubicle for my assessment..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;after my session, i learnt something:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. need to improve more in my clerking history..even done alot history taking but still my clerking has alot of window to be improve...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. need to learn to present to others...i learn that by doing that i will know my mistake and can discuss it better..also, i can practice so that my presentation will be fluent..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. management of the patient need to be learn more..this area for sure i need to improve..not only ordering the investigation but justification doing that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. physical examination also need to improve...as prof L said, treat patient as whole, not examine only one system but done every necessary examination...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and lastly thanks prof for remind me my mistake and ask me to improve more...i need this to keep learning...hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: not satisfy with my performance today..hope there is still time for me to improve... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-2750943283574281751?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2750943283574281751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/long-case-in-medical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2750943283574281751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2750943283574281751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/long-case-in-medical.html' title='long case in medical'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-5288768627149112441</id><published>2011-08-14T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T22:11:39.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st week in medical 5..</title><content type='html'>its a busy week...im not get used to this chaotic life...most probably because my life is very simple and not chaotic but now i need to learned new life and i need to adapt fast because i dont have much time..this week actually give me a picture what kind of doctor and life i will faced in future...moreover, there a lot of things need to be learn..yeah, truth, i already face medical in my 3rd year but final year medical posting is totally different...doctor expected more from us and we have ward round which they include us in management team..yeah, in 8 months, i will be one of the (houseman) and i need to learn to manage patient...i choose this path and i need to stand up for it..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, i like to say that i experience many interesting knowledge and have a good time this past a week..maybe it kinda short period of time but totally give a different picture of me..i kinda seeing many type of patient..besides that, i learn to manage patient (diagnostic and therapeutic)..i got a very kind and good registra, MO and houseman that help me along the way..also thanks to my group members that teach me alot...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is some improvement i need to make..last week i only done respiratory and cardiovascular examination..by this week i need to focus more on clerking and physical examination..now i know how important history and physical examination..maybe PPUKM has alot of up to date investigation but how can i survive in district hospital that only have x ray..last week, my registra also ask me to improve more in clerking history...so, this week is last week at PPUKM, medical 5..need to improve..at least i done all the physical examination in a correct way...nothing can stop me now...hehe..ok..chow....need to study...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: everyday is a new day..and a new day is a good day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-5288768627149112441?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5288768627149112441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/1st-week-in-medical-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5288768627149112441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5288768627149112441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/1st-week-in-medical-5.html' title='1st week in medical 5..'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-5740913564793924361</id><published>2011-08-13T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T00:45:12.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 ogos.....</title><content type='html'>hari nie 13 ogos 2011....7 tahun selepas pemergian abah ke pangkuanNYA..semoga abah bahagia di sana....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;ku titip kan rasa rindu,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;pada hujung kalam, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;hanya bayangan yang mampu menemani,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;di kala hati penuh keresahan,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;semoga satu hari nanti,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;kita ketemu lagi....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;angah sayang abah buat selama-lamanya.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALFATIHAH buat insan tersayang...MOHAME TAHIR BIN SAFIE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-5740913564793924361?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5740913564793924361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/13-ogos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5740913564793924361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5740913564793924361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/13-ogos.html' title='13 ogos.....'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-3765258143197888902</id><published>2011-08-06T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T21:48:28.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a philophobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kGqDeh9k5vg/Tj1GICxAbJI/AAAAAAAAAnk/pIZ2bMyD-G8/s1600/love16.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kGqDeh9k5vg/Tj1GICxAbJI/AAAAAAAAAnk/pIZ2bMyD-G8/s400/love16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637739412533046418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IllZ9Xccpc4/Tj1GHydYDRI/AAAAAAAAAnc/fTmpFKJZsV0/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IllZ9Xccpc4/Tj1GHydYDRI/AAAAAAAAAnc/fTmpFKJZsV0/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637739408155741458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hehe...saje je nak berciter..bukan apa pun..maksud perkataan di atas sedikit kontroversi..hehe..bgi yang x tahu dan malas nak google translate maksud dia, maksud dia adalah 'fear to be in love and fall in love'...menarik kan..bukan maksudnya menolak fitrah manusia yang dilahirkan dengan perasaan cinta dan kasih sayang tapi sebenarnya maksud perkataan nie lebih mendalam..bukannya aku buat research ke ape, nie cuma dari perspektif aku..hehe..kalau nak comment, xde msalah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aku memang dilahirkan dengan penuh kasih sayang..hehe..malah bila aku bersekolah, aku seronok melihat kisah cinta monyet kawan2...dulu kat sekolah bnyaklah kisah cinta monyet nie..aku selalu terpikir gak apa rasanya bercinta tue sampai kawan2 aku mcm giler je bercinta, suka sorang, menangis, bergaduh..hahah..lawak lah budak sekolah nie...lagi2 kawan sekelas aku...aku pun teringin jugak nak rasa tapi tgok dah macm tue x ingin plak aku..hahah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;masuk je ELC, something change..hehe..baru aku faham maksud perkataan tue..namun hampir 2 tahun kemudian, semuanya berlalu...malah tiada lagi perkataan tue dalam kamus hidup aku..bidang perubatan yang sangat2 mencabar nie membuatkan aku takut untuk main2...malah dengan pelbagai program2 yang aku sertai membuatkan aku lupa sementara dia...tapi perasaan tue x pernah padam..malah perasaan tue aku buang jauh2...sakit untuk merasainya kembali...biar je perasaan nie datang bila aku sudah mula matang dalam hidup nie..malah bila ada perasaan tue dtg balik, aku start menulis..menulis dan menulis..supaya aku x perlu merasainya..aku pun x tahu kenapa tapi yang pasti aku x nak melaluinya sekali lgi sebab aku belum bersedia melaluinya sekali lgi...bila folder jurnal tue dah penuh aku delete dan buat yang baru...tapi perasaan tue x hilang2...sehingga sekrng...banyak kali merasai kehilangan buatkan melaluinya satu kepritan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;semoga satu hari nanti aku mampu meluahkan apa yang aku pendamkan selama 3 tahun nie...semoga satu hari nanti aku punya keberanian dan kekuatan untuk meluahkannya..tapi buat masa sekarang..aku rasa aku sesuai untuk terus kata  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"i am a philophobia"&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/3122515549049596944-3765258143197888902?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/3765258143197888902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-philophobia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3765258143197888902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3765258143197888902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-philophobia.html' title='i&apos;m a philophobia'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kGqDeh9k5vg/Tj1GICxAbJI/AAAAAAAAAnk/pIZ2bMyD-G8/s72-c/love16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-1884246102659954273</id><published>2011-08-04T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T01:03:35.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pesanan dariku untukmu 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vkTyKrPdQac/Tjl_YA1gZOI/AAAAAAAAAnU/C9ZDRRfNJgQ/s1600/human%2Bcloning.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vkTyKrPdQac/Tjl_YA1gZOI/AAAAAAAAAnU/C9ZDRRfNJgQ/s400/human%2Bcloning.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636676459148895458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' tiada manusia yang dilahirkan sempurna, baik dari akal, fizikal ataupun emosi...namun jangan salahkan ia jika anda punya kekurangan kerana manusia yang sempurna adalah manusia yang memperbaiki dirinya untuk menjadi manusia yang lebih baik'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-1884246102659954273?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1884246102659954273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/pesanan-dariku-untukmu-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1884246102659954273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1884246102659954273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/08/pesanan-dariku-untukmu-3.html' title='pesanan dariku untukmu 3'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vkTyKrPdQac/Tjl_YA1gZOI/AAAAAAAAAnU/C9ZDRRfNJgQ/s72-c/human%2Bcloning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-1399145914271932570</id><published>2011-07-31T22:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T22:38:40.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 minggu di emergency dept</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTzbIYeopOQ/TjldBCWjV2I/AAAAAAAAAnM/o4DqwQZAasU/s1600/226010_10150266167962708_833627707_7479470_6852685_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTzbIYeopOQ/TjldBCWjV2I/AAAAAAAAAnM/o4DqwQZAasU/s400/226010_10150266167962708_833627707_7479470_6852685_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636638681023600482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;abislah 2 posting pertama aku...posting kedua aku adalah emergency dept posting...sangat menarik dan menyeronokkan...posting nie sangat menarik perhatian aku sejak tngok citer greys anatomy yang mana salah seorang surgeonnya 'owen hunt' adalah trauma surgeon...yang aku paling suka adalah emergency means you got to do everything fast and right at the moment.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mula2 dulu memang tringin gile nak jadi trauma surgeon..dia punye rush tue yang sngt menarik..macam motto emergency dept..hehe..save most patient at most time..hehehe...kali nie aku diberi pendedahan tentang ACLS, ATLS dan pelbagai kes2 di jabatan emergency..malah yang menarik adalah simulasi lab dan moulage disaster yang wajib dilaksanakan oleh setiap pelajar  yang mengikuti emergency dept......aku belajar tentang to do fast and right..hehehe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;minggu kedua, kami ada assessment oleh dr supervisor kami bagi advanced cardiac life support and moulage disaster..hehe...mula2 aku diassignkan untuk jadi victim untuk moulage tpi switch dengan ecah, dia x nak jadi team leader..hehe..aku pun x nak jadi team leader tpi aku nak sangat experience as pre-hospital care team...jadi pada hari rabu, kami pun ada moulage disaster..alhamdulillah, dr nik azlan yang assess team aku dan dia cakp team aku good..hehe..walaupun sedikit kelam kabut tapi alhamdulillah apa yang belajar dapat diaplikasikan sebaik mungkin..but there is still window to improve in future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCnX7ExWCvY/TjlZqmwwbwI/AAAAAAAAAmU/tBAiBET1MMw/s400/262901_10150266186642708_833627707_7479674_6321586_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634997125312258" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O1nO6RFjng4/TjlZdcLSZ_I/AAAAAAAAAlM/umsKboNF0jw/s400/216759_10150266186952708_833627707_7479675_5193074_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634770945501170" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt; moulage team: pre hospital and hospital care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03Pyr7Qd-4E/TjlZ03voEHI/AAAAAAAAAmc/FOGe-591Jyk/s400/270187_10150330159538413_652998412_9500349_7950687_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636635173482664050" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YVIkAjK8HFQ/TjlZRxXFfcI/AAAAAAAAAlE/LFeXv6ULXNU/s400/216717_10150330159278413_652998412_9500346_6578685_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634570473700802" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;briefing oleh aku (team leader pre-hospital care) sebelum kitorang start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nrX2pcw7DBc/TjlZ1Rpi_EI/AAAAAAAAAms/kAH18W0jQww/s400/281378_10150330172858413_652998412_9500704_7300615_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636635180436487234" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;sampai di scene..apa2 pun bincang dengan pihak polis dan pakai PPE (personal protective equipment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lwnuz_daXw0/TjlZRlITzEI/AAAAAAAAAk0/j92RXWbqSik/s400/189331_10150330172438413_652998412_9500695_5388170_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634567190498370" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;tunggu prema buat triage to all patient and assess scene and build up codon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gzSiZHiY_04/TjlZRtDxZcI/AAAAAAAAAks/mr1sAsXKuk0/s400/183977_10150330173108413_652998412_9500710_5954775_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634569318950338" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;discuss again apa yang kene buat: ABCDE then another patient..bahagikan tugas untuk green, yellow and red code patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PKp4EKdt0RY/TjlZeAWF2JI/AAAAAAAAAls/GFALqYEwKZk/s400/224483_10150330175733413_652998412_9500755_7009915_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634780654491794" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4lJQyVEgBmU/TjlZdoSbodI/AAAAAAAAAlU/eXNIXIeuC1Y/s400/216937_10150330177868413_652998412_9500799_5638373_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634774196691410" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PHpVRCmuQUo/TjlZqCqclLI/AAAAAAAAAl8/cPEe_S6rl8E/s400/250162_10150330180703413_652998412_9500836_5356556_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634987435168946" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;team up dengan izzat for first patient..secure airway and immobilize suspected fracture..sian tan wei hwo (berlakon je patient tue, budak batch aku jugak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7LgUsvj3mkk/TjlZ1k_ZCVI/AAAAAAAAAm8/JRSKazlFqiA/s400/283499_10150330181608413_652998412_9500853_1603663_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636635185628383570" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;hazman act as reporter...sibuk betul kat scene..mengacau aku bak buat kerja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EZOaw63UnT8/TjlZd-6wUHI/AAAAAAAAAlk/LdINJr22xeQ/s400/223955_10150266175267708_833627707_7479569_7655956_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634780271399026" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;adibah act as burn victim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eSBm6Z5yB50/TjlZ5-mc2uI/AAAAAAAAAnE/91636xo1XA8/s400/284354_10150330182863413_652998412_9500879_6259525_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636635261222574818" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;victims with green code (T3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iV3dpKVXSjU/TjlZqS7yr7I/AAAAAAAAAmM/70yFnYxOL70/s400/253310_10150330181783413_652998412_9500858_4650791_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634991802888114" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;ready for transport to hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F8b9FBFEjI4/TjlZ1d64t8I/AAAAAAAAAm0/iFHus46IpkQ/s400/281987_10150266166837708_833627707_7479460_6614257_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636635183730440130" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;aina ditugaskan for emergency specialist of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nJikPyimrq0/TjlZqCKdFvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/upFenuERNpY/s400/250256_10150266171157708_833627707_7479515_467757_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634987300984562" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our mini hospital..with all hospital ER equipment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOnry2mSa2E/TjlZd49HLAI/AAAAAAAAAlc/3c7B6m44j98/s400/223125_10150266205722708_833627707_7479769_1295277_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634778670672898" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my supervisor, dr hashim act as penilai markah for hospital care team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vvxUe6ZIBWI/TjlZp64W27I/AAAAAAAAAl0/j6fsrfLeEsA/s400/226183_10150330197078413_652998412_9501144_4626187_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634985346030514" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;discuss with syahmi (director hospital) about the case scenario)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgxaLvzaeR4/TjlZ1GhlmmI/AAAAAAAAAmk/yVe4NB4TdJo/s400/281225_10150266184387708_833627707_7479656_2772020_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636635177450314338" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csRua7832a0/TjlZR5qjC8I/AAAAAAAAAk8/YB5lHsNuVXE/s400/205862_10150330197538413_652998412_9501159_2613420_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636634572702813122" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;end of the day...penat gile...tngok baju aku basah semua kot... (aku paramedik, palem ER MO and joshua nurse)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pada hari yang sama, aku mendapat valuable experience that i will never ever forget in my entire life... ceritanya bermula mcm nie, lepas je aku abis moulage, dengn baju yang bsah dan hati yang gmbira dpt pengalaman baru, aku pun balik and terus tido sbb mlm nie aku punya shift pukul 7..so tidur, relax and lepas je maghrib aku bergerak ke ER...then sampai sana mcm biasalah, rutinnya pergi clerk or at least examine patient at every cubicle...then lepas tue tngok procedure and discuss dengan mimi (klate) psal management...lepas xde kerja, aku pun pergi green zone...tetiba speaker berbunyi 'team rhesus, ETA (estimated time arrival) 5 min' aku pun terus laju bergerak ke rhesus bed...smpai2 tngok ada patient baru masuk...umur muda (elok aku rahsiakan berapa umurnya) dlam cyanosis and pallor whole body...lepas tue diorng run cardiac rhesus...budak tue dah asystole 1 hour...aku pun nampak MA yang tngah buat CPR trus je aku ambik mask and glove and dok belakang dia...tetiba dengar "change compression", aku pun terus laju je mnyusup...mengaplikasikan apa yang aku belajar..memang menarik apabila kitadapat apply apa yng kita belajar tpi tetiba perasaan aku berubah dalam tngok budak tue,..hati aku sedih and pilu....dalam hati aku berulang2 ayat sama je 'adik, bukak lah mata, cepat bernafas for me'..ulang2 ayat tue...smpai dekat 5 minit doc suruh change sbb tngok aku penat...tapi aku rsa mcm nak trus je compression smpai dia bernafas balik...epi dah bgi, atropine dah bgi....tetap asystole...lepas je aku di 'take over' cpr oleh bear, aku x smpai hati nak dok situ...aku lari keluar cari semangat and kekuatan...dalam 10-15 min aku masuk balik, aku dengar suara akak dia meraung, mak and abang dia dah pengsan...innalillah hi wainnaillahirrajiun.....kembali dia ke Allah pencipta sekalian alam...aku terus je blah lepas tue..x sanggup nak tnggu..sepanjang jalan aku fikirkan abah...ya Allah, harap2 aku kuat menempuhi masa depan yang penuh dengan perit getirnya...amin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: akan memasuki internal medicine dan kemungkinan masa untuk memblog tidak banyak..hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-1399145914271932570?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1399145914271932570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/2-minggu-di-emergency-dept.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1399145914271932570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1399145914271932570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/2-minggu-di-emergency-dept.html' title='2 minggu di emergency dept'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTzbIYeopOQ/TjldBCWjV2I/AAAAAAAAAnM/o4DqwQZAasU/s72-c/226010_10150266167962708_833627707_7479470_6852685_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-4781476351789286066</id><published>2011-07-30T21:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T22:23:29.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>medical future: on call or shift call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2U8_fP5RifM/TjVk5X01I3I/AAAAAAAAAkc/ci-7thzydcI/s1600/Iryu_Team_Medical_Dragon_.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2U8_fP5RifM/TjVk5X01I3I/AAAAAAAAAkc/ci-7thzydcI/s400/Iryu_Team_Medical_Dragon_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635521445534966642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Alhamdulillah..weekend kali nie diberi peluang untuk menulis lgi..hehe..weekend kali ini aku ada program MeCCa which is medical career carnival yang especially been organized for final year mdical student of ukm nedical faculty..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning topic is very interesting which a talk been given by datuk dr hisham, deputy DG of MOH.. for those who dont know him, can google him haha..he is one of my super-super-super senior, he is alumni of ukm and one of world known endocrine surgeon and still is at hospital putrajaya and at the same time working at front liner in ministry of health...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;back to the topic, it is about MOH and the future of medical student in future of medical profession..topik yang menarik perhatian adalh topik goreng pisang panas sekrng dalam bidang kedoktoran iaitu sistem kerja shift yang akan menggantikan sistem sistem on call..sistem ini akan diperkenalkan pda september tahun nie jadi aku antara doktor yang akan mengharungi sistem ini..sebelum ini kebanyakan akhbar menyuarakan yang kononnya houseman terpaksa.berkorban masa dan tenaga melampau disebabkan sistem oncall jadi MOH mengambil inisiatif untuk memenuhkan kehendak houseman2 yang tidak sanggup berdepan dengan cabaran on call ini..jadi shift call akan diperkenalkan dan menimbulkan banyak isu2 lain. MOH mengambil langkah memperkenal sistem ini kerana berpendapat sistem ini akan lebih memberi peluang kepada houseman untuk berehat namun pada mulanya sistem shift ini yang akan dilaksanakan ini terdapat beberapa kelemahan yang nyata...sistem shift mengandungi 3 shift yang mana akan menyebabkan hanya seorang houseman sahaja bekerja di waktu ward round, CME dan banyak lagi teaching time from consultant and senior specialist yang tidak akan dinikmati oleh 2 lagi houseman...as you all know, houseman is the time for them to learn more in term of disease and management of patient, but if this shift system continue we not only do not solve the problem in term producing competent medical officer but it will increase the burden which specialist and consultant will 'terpaksa' accept burden to teach more medical officer in which they do it during they houseman..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but the fortunately we got our datuk hisham with a new solution that i think much2 better...the shift call will still be continue, but the new schedule will be all houseman should be in the ward from 8 am to 5 pm and the shift call will continue from 5 pm till 12 mid nite and the next shift will continue from 12 mid nite till 6 am..so it will be ensure that all houseman will be in ward for ward round, teaching session, CME and everything...after i heard this system, i surprisingly relieve because i think this system much2 better and i think the best solution at the moment...so i hope this system will be continue and success and a big thanks to datuk hisham to have a better solution for us..new generation of  houseman...hope everything gonna be fine and this system will success to produce more competent medical officer in future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: a journey begin and i suddenly wake up and realize that this is the last ramadhan as medical student..insyaAllah, gonna be houseman next ramadhan...amin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-4781476351789286066?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4781476351789286066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/medical-future-ob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/4781476351789286066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/4781476351789286066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/medical-future-ob.html' title='medical future: on call or shift call'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2U8_fP5RifM/TjVk5X01I3I/AAAAAAAAAkc/ci-7thzydcI/s72-c/Iryu_Team_Medical_Dragon_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-6847076510306645507</id><published>2011-07-28T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T01:40:35.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first life experience...</title><content type='html'>tiada apa yang dpt aku gambarkan perasaan malam nie..wajah dia masih lgi terbayang...setelah semua bertungkus lumus cuba melakukan segalanya...cpr for almost 20 minutes but Allah sayangkan dia....setelah aku abis turn cpr, aku terus kuar...x nak mnangis depan kwan2...x snggup rasanya...aku byangkan abah dlu...setiap kali aku compression, hanya doa aku smpaikan semoga dia terjaga dan bangun... "bngun lah adik, bukak mata tue..denyutlah jantung" berulang2 aku berdetik dalam hati....even, doc ckp tiada harapan, namun aku dan kwan2 teruskan....x mampu nak buat apa2.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-6847076510306645507?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/6847076510306645507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/first-life-experience.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/6847076510306645507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/6847076510306645507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/first-life-experience.html' title='first life experience...'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8627281790718945131</id><published>2011-07-24T09:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T19:39:31.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lambakan houseman; satu masalah atau penyelesaian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfE5n7zJvro/TiwETuGFy6I/AAAAAAAAAkU/KmAya3wGfAM/s1600/282440_137264043022047_100002153564246_242444_6241967_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfE5n7zJvro/TiwETuGFy6I/AAAAAAAAAkU/KmAya3wGfAM/s400/282440_137264043022047_100002153564246_242444_6241967_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632881970771250082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alhamdulillah, baru-baru ini diberi kesempatan untuk ke forum oleh MPP fakulti perubatan...setelah berada di Emergency dept, baru tahu betapa penat dan sibuknya alam pekerjaan nanti... tapi nasib baik waktu shift call tidak bertindan dengan forum ini...forum yang bertajuk 'dilema kebanjiran houseman'....mungkin tajuk ini dipilih setelah, beberapa ketika pelajar tahun 4 dimaklumkan dengan berita mengejutkan itu oleh dekan fak perubatan UKM..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kAGxt6Zse6U/TiwEEtrUvsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/wEHnqEe2Yyo/s400/19072011835.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632881712960945858" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;panel-panel yang dijemput bukan calang-calang orangnya....timb dekan pengajian prasiswazah, prof zaleha abdullah mahdy yang tidak asing lagi dengan aku..dah beberapa kali aku dipanggil oleh dia berkaitan akademik dan kerja...orangnya bersuara lantang dan bagi aku, prof za seorang yang berfikiran terbuka dan kritis dalam menangani masalah...malah idea-idea lemparannya juga menunjukkan bertapa dia menyayangi pelajar-pelajarnya....panel kedua, prof harlina atau lebih mudah dikenali dengan prof har...orang yang tidak asing lgi dalam bidang perubatan...seorang yang amat dikenali di malaysia..merupakan ketua unit ppd dan agak rapat denganku...wanita bersuara emas ini sering dipanggil untuk memberikan talk dan motivasi dalam banyak event...rancangan tv atau radio tidak asing lagi buatnya...malah dia merupakan ketua unit PPD fakulti perubatan UKM..dan baru2 ini, PPD (professional and personal development) telah memenangi `The Best Jury Award for Innovation in Vocational Education and Skills Training' at the World Education Summit 2011...tapi malangnya, prof har tidak dapat menghadirkan diri disebabkan beberapa maslah...dan ahli panel yang ketiga juga tidak asing orangnya dalam hidup aku..manusia yang mempercayai aku untuk meneruskan tampuk pemerintahannya, orang yang banyak membantu di kala aku susah dan banyak menasihati aku dalam menangani masalah sebagai pemimpin, dr afiq bin mohamed fuad atau lebih dikenali sbgai apek, senior dan kira macam abng lah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;setelah balik je dari shift call, aku terus bersiap sbb nak pergi ke auditorium...balik dlam 8.30 mlm dan terus bersiap nak pergi..dah lama fakulti tak mengadakan apa2 forum atau talk..atau mungkin kesibukan final year memadamkan hasrat untuk mengikuti apa2 aktiviti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kembali kepada tajuk forum itu...sangat menarik memandangkan tidak smpai sethun lgi aku dan kekwan satu batch akan bergelar houseman..dunia baru yng akan ditempuhi setelah 5 tahun di med school....baru2 nie, gejala lambakan houseman nie menjadi hangat terutama di akhbar2 yang mana memandang ia sebgai stu gejalan tidak sihat baru...malah ada pendapat mengatakan bhawasanya kerjaya doktor tidak lgi selamat (maksudnya belum tentu ada kerja) jadi dalam mendengar forum malam itu, ada beberapa tips dan pesanan yang aku typekan dlm phone untuk peringatan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. lambakan ini disebabkan poor planning oleh kementerian di atas kekurangan dan kelemahan berkaitan limitation to enter med school...seperti yang kita maklum, dulu kemasukan ke med school adalah sesuatu yang sukar..berpndangan dri sudut positif, ia membentuk peljar yang betul2 komited dan dedikasi untuk meneruskan kerjaya dalam bidang ini..malah kemasukan ke fakulti perubatan boleh dibanggakan..jika terdapat seorng pun dalam sebuah kampung memasuki fakulti perubatan, ia sudah dibanggakan sekampung...tetapi mslah yang timbul apabila penubuhan bnyak fakulti2 perubatan oleh ipts yang secara mendadak....mulanya adalah disebabkan kekurangan doktor di Malaysia...tetapi disebabkan tiada pengawasan yang betul dan kriteria kemasukan yang tidak masuk akal (bagi akulah) menyebabkan sesiapa yang berduit sja mampu memasuki med school...tidak perlu belajar tinggi atau betul2, parents berduit, bila2 boleh masuk..bukan aku nk kata budak medic rajin belajar..tapi desakan kerjaya yang mana melibatkan nyawa dan kehidupan manusia membuatkan ia kerjaya yang memerlukan komitmen yang tinggi bukan sekadar melepaskan batuk di tangga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. peningkatan graduan dari luar negara yang tidak berkemampuan dri bidang klinikal...mengejutkan, malah membuatkan aku sedikit berbangga diberi peluang belajar di Malaysia...peningkatan ini menyebabkan ia menjadi beban kepda pakar2 perubatan untuk mengulang 'academic year' kepada graduan2 ini. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. tiada penurunan pengambilan pelajar perubtan di IPTA menyebabkan lambakan ini..malah peningkatan oleh ipts menyebabkan lambakan houseman inie mnejadi stu beban baru sedangkan malaysia kekurangan pakar2 perubatan yang lebih diperlukan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;banyak lagi kalau nak dikupaskan cuma 3 isu utama ini menarik perhatian aku...dilema ini boleh diselesaikan oleh pihak atasan yang diterajui bukan di kalangan dr..tuelah msalahnya..mereka memandang dr sebagai 'nerd' yang tidak tahu bt kerja lain sdngkan aku tahu kebnyakan mereka, kerja mereka sndiri pun buat tak betul...harpan cuma satu hri nnti isu ini dipandang berat oleh pihak atasan dan penyelesaiannya melibatkan wakil dri bidang perubatan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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penyelesaian'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JfE5n7zJvro/TiwETuGFy6I/AAAAAAAAAkU/KmAya3wGfAM/s72-c/282440_137264043022047_100002153564246_242444_6241967_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8514118302039386456</id><published>2011-07-18T20:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T20:13:02.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pesanan dariku untukmu 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03P4Pj9l9ps/TiQiLcx-MGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FZ47VgE7Qcc/s1600/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03P4Pj9l9ps/TiQiLcx-MGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FZ47VgE7Qcc/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630663014219657314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" a good doctor become better and a better doctor become the best......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;it is not what they do to keep them in a safe box but what risks and sacrifices they take to keep and make them a better in future. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-8514118302039386456?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8514118302039386456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/pesanan-dariku-untukmu-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8514118302039386456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8514118302039386456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/pesanan-dariku-untukmu-2.html' title='pesanan dariku untukmu 2'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03P4Pj9l9ps/TiQiLcx-MGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/FZ47VgE7Qcc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-4950907293121002191</id><published>2011-07-17T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T16:03:02.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pesanan dariku untukmu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); 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height: 194px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--TPzRLcuJ6U/TiKXCLxY9RI/AAAAAAAAAj8/6jKAtrhKb4c/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630228547942020370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRYgK2od1Zo/TiKXBe5-mwI/AAAAAAAAAj0/sLr3A1ja9Cc/s1600/sup.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;" kegagalan dan ujian itu ibarat bunga cengkih di dalam nasi minyak, biarpun ia pahit digigit namun aroma dan haruman baunya yang mempersonakan menaikkan kesedapan nasi minyak"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-4950907293121002191?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/4950907293121002191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/pesanan-dariku-untukmu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/4950907293121002191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/4950907293121002191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/pesanan-dariku-untukmu.html' title='pesanan dariku untukmu'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRYgK2od1Zo/TiKXBe5-mwI/AAAAAAAAAj0/sLr3A1ja9Cc/s72-c/sup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-5301079011693198761</id><published>2011-07-17T01:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T03:02:39.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my two teachers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aMhKcjwYREs/TiHeuxU1o9I/AAAAAAAAAjk/IoRMcBNksDc/s1600/17072011829.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcSadAWkLps/TiHeeVgITVI/AAAAAAAAAjc/GJnVBYou8F4/s1600/17072011827.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcSadAWkLps/TiHeeVgITVI/AAAAAAAAAjc/GJnVBYou8F4/s400/17072011827.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630025621939178834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...x boleh tidur malam nie...ingat pesanan ini 'jangan minum caffeine too much if u want to sleep'..heheh..a week without caffeine make me kinda addictive to it, so i kinda buy 2 times a nescafe, not regular but a 'pekat' one....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, i actually kinda open-closed facebook page a thousand times....make me wonder what happen right now to all my school mate...some of them already married and have a children, some of them already working and some of them still studying, just like me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a quite peace night kinda make me reflect back about myself...a long journey before entering one of the finest medical school in Malaysia..UKM...i am, sort of, thinking how actually i ended here instead of anywhere else..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i entered my kindergarten at felda cherul...this is a first place i know..it kinda rural area which surrounded by a heavy forest and palm oil plantation..my father works with felda and my mother just a housewife..i really happy actually when i got to tadika..(that is a shorten version of taman didikan kanak-kanak)..my mom also tell me the same..when a lot of my friends crying because their parents leave them there, i actually singing happily..nothing can described my feeling that time..hehe..actually i also cant because i already forget about it...hahaha...i learn alot at tadika but the real thing is i learn reading, spelling, counting, or any basic thing from my mother and father...actually both of them are good teachers. my father is really good with mathematics and my mother is very good with writing and reading....so i learn from them a lot...both of them are really disciplined. i and my sister have a very tight schedule everyday, after school, we go 'mengaji' Quran then back from that we need to finishing our homework..we allowed to play outside after 5.30pm and back before 7pm...trust me..i actually did try to bend that rule and my father lock me outside until 8 pm in the dark..i am very scared and never try it again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;during my school holiday, before i enter my standard 2, i actually been forced to hafal all sifir from 2 till 12 every night and not allowed to watch TV...i kinda mad to my parents about it... "kawan angah xde pun kene hafal sifir nie" said me sadly because i want to watch tv..i actually kene hafal with loud voice from my room so my father outside watching news can hear it...(there where i train to have a loud voice actually)..every night through holiday until i can hafal everything without problem....then i entered my standard 2, everyday anyone can hafal sifir when my mathematics teacher ask, can sit down from stand up on chair..and i the only one can sit down and copy all the questions from the blackboard while others need to copy it and stand up at the same time...hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aMhKcjwYREs/TiHeuxU1o9I/AAAAAAAAAjk/IoRMcBNksDc/s400/17072011829.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630025904285918162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i started to have bicycle and go to school with it, they assume me a big boy..hehe..for others information, my mother and father is very strict about cleanliness..so i think my age at that time is around 9, 10 years old...i have been put on clean the toilet and bathroom duty...because of it, i learn the important of cleanliness and up until now i still clean my bathroom and toilet anywhere i go; my house, my grandma house, my KTDI house..hehe..kinda habit to clean if i seeing any dirty toilet..hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, as of course i like to cook because i like to eat...when i am tall enough and my mother trust me, i actually allowed to cook by my own...when i have their trust, they always put a responsibility..my father always said to me "kerja rumah bukan kerja suri rumah je tapi untuk semua isi dalam rumah, tak kira laki perempuan, semua kene buat keje"..hehe, i been put on washing dishes duty...at first i really annoyed by that but time to time i am enjoyed it...moreover it kinda a therapy for me...i always washing dishes when i am angry, sad, tension or in a bad mood...but the thing is i like to wash dishes alone..because i like to think while doing it..weird ha...but i dont know...once time, my grandma thought i am thief because of heard sound of plate clicking together..hehe..so every raya or ramadhan, i always washing dishes..my sis always weird at what time i doing it..usually at 10pm after tarawih, the pinggan is based on my sis word 'setambung' but when my mother woke up to cook sahur, everyhting clean and clear..hehe..they dont know i usually washing dishes at 1-2 am..hehe..i kinda like it because that time, it quite and peace time and that is the best time when i reflecting myself....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgiCW3juqc4/TiHe1LsShAI/AAAAAAAAAjs/IWbDRksFgHQ/s400/17072011833.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630026014442816514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my father is very fierce and garang giler...i always been told that i am too garang but trust me, my father more than that...one time, my father brought me to mosque for sembahyang jumaat when i am 10yo..he already told me dont talk or chatting in mosque..but i kinda excited when met my friends so we talk, i saw my father gave my an uncomfortable and angry eyes of him, but i just ignored it..when we arrived at home, my father take a belt and hit me with it until i crying..it is too much pain and he never brought me again until im 12 yo...wonder that...but i learnt something, respect mosque and pay attention to kutbah...until now i kinda pay attention to khutbah while a lot of my friends sleep during it..thanks abah for that valuable lesson...khutbah is one of rukun solat jumaat, so if u kinda sleep during it, i leave it to you to decide about it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when my mother start working and my sister been school far for home...it left me and my lil bro...i been kinda put incharge of everything in the my house..cleaning clothes, dishes, bathroom, toilet, sweeping house, iron my clothes and my lil bro, siram pokok bunga, jemur baju...hehe..kinda funny because i always siram bunga at 6.45pm and i kinda skip early from my volleyball games cause of it..when friends asking about it, i told that i need to siram pokok bunga, evryday like that..until my friend usually shouted during game 'apis, dah 6.45, kau kene siram pkok bunga' funny right..hahhaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;through years, i kinda miss doing all that things..now i usually miss anything that happen at home..when i back home, somthing changing and i always been left behind..but i want to thank alot to my parents because teach everything about living..maybe seems remeh but that lesson can not and did not been teach at school or uni..hehe..with that lesson, i learn to be me right now..hehe...&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/3122515549049596944-5301079011693198761?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5301079011693198761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-two-teachers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5301079011693198761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5301079011693198761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-two-teachers.html' title='my two teachers'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tcSadAWkLps/TiHeeVgITVI/AAAAAAAAAjc/GJnVBYou8F4/s72-c/17072011827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8183809742390932727</id><published>2011-07-13T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T21:00:03.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pemergian mak cik norma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sekejap je masa berlalu..aku pun tergerak hati nak telefon mak malam nie..bukan apa, dah lama sngt x telefon..pesanan wafy tue kene ingt....dahlah semnggu nie duit topup kosong..so selepas menopup (teruknya bahasa aku), aku pun telefon lah mak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aku mula2 tanya kabar lah...sbb dekat 2 minggu jgak x tepon mak..then tetiba nada mak berubah..dia mintak aku tenang je..dia beritahu aku mak cik norma kembli ke rahmatullah pgi nie kerana kanser payudara grade 4...terkejut aku..mak cik norma aku dah pergi buat selama-lamanya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;makcik norma nie dah mcm mak aku sendri..dari kecik aku kenal..dia kwan baik mak aku and jiran kami masa kami tinggal di bukit goh...dia jugak jaga aku klau mak xde..so mmg aku rapat ngan dia...lepas abah mninggal, kami pindah blik ke kuantan, jdi keluarga kami and keluarga makcik norma rpat blik...seronok sngt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;makcik norma nie mmng baik gile..dia x pernah kutuk aku gemuk..dri kecik ayat dia cuma 'comel' and 'besar'...bila aku dah start msuk U nie dia asyik kata aku makin handsome..hehehe..seronok kan..aku tahu aku xdelah handsome sngt cuma mak cik norma nie snggup trima aku seadanya...dia masak pun sedap...klau gi umah dia x mkn bnyak abislah dia mrah...hehe..bnyak sngt nak citer kt sini tpi yang penting ialah aku memang sayang cik norma......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;semoga roh Mak Cik Norma ditempatkan bersama orang-orang soleh..amin... Al-fatihah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-8183809742390932727?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8183809742390932727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/pemergian-mak-cik-norma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8183809742390932727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8183809742390932727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/pemergian-mak-cik-norma.html' title='pemergian mak cik norma'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2167183368384637084</id><published>2011-07-06T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T09:32:42.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a month in family medicine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ip1Yr2cvpL8/ThkA5_-JK3I/AAAAAAAAAjU/3Vl_GtKyJ98/s1600/10072011823.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ip1Yr2cvpL8/ThkA5_-JK3I/AAAAAAAAAjU/3Vl_GtKyJ98/s400/10072011823.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627530205800770418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tetiba rasa nak menulis...seronok jugak nak cerita ttng family medicine or perubatan keluarga... mula2 dlu aku mmng x minat sngt, and agak kecewa kenapa dapat fam med dlu as first posting in final year..masa cuti beria aku dok baca o&amp;amp;g and medicine....rupanya ada hikmahnya jugak dapat first posting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;posting family med nie pendek berbanding major posting yang lain..kami posting selama 5 mnggu je...kumplan kami dibahagi kepda 3 kump kecil yang mana kami ditempatkan di 3 buah klinik kesihatan; pusat perubtan primer UKM, klinik keshtan batu 9 and batu 14....pengalaman yang menyeronokkan bila berhdapan dengan fresh patient yang mana dtg setiap hari sma ada kes 'walk-in' ataupun kes chronic yng dtg untk follow-up...first week agak patah smngat lah..sbb x tahu nak buat apa plus x tahu apa yng kene tahu and baca untk posting nie...posting nie bnyak berkisar ttng treat patient as a whole; in the other word is comprehensive and holistic approach....fam med treat bukan treat disease tpi treat patient...haha..mesti ingt mcm sma kan tpi sbnarnya beza...treat disease adalah kita bgi ubatan je tpi treat ptient nie kita treat diseases dia, emotional, finance, family, trust and everything lh...maksudnya, family med nie lebih patient approach...lagi stu, yng menarik sbb dia punya treatment is really basic, so doctor klau teaching mmg tnya sedetailnya smpai dosage skali..mula2 fikir cm x perlulh tahu detail tpi bila pkir blik in 9 months time, i will be one of them who prescribed the medication and i dont want to be one of the doctor that make a mistake by giving overdose drug to the patient....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mula2 mmng x nampak kepentingan dia...so ptang selasa, prof sharir ada buat seminar mcm biasa (dedicated prof nie), bincang ttng heart problem...acs (acute coronary syndrome)..prof mcm biasa lah bnyak buat soalan cepu mas and kebanyakkan soalan tue bdak fam med yang jwab....aku pun tahu jgaklah sikit2...smpai jenis ubat...silap dosage tulis pun kami tahu...barulah aku sedar kelebihan family medicne...nmpak macam cikai je tpi power beb...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cuma yang penatnya (penat ke..mcm happy je) sbb family medicine nie  kira kes ape...klau posting lain mcm bleh predict and practise the examination of the posting je kan...nie xde belas kasihan nye..semua dia sapu..first day aku, aku join klinik registra..kene buat examination neuro and knee for patient osteoarthritis..gile ape..haha..tpi baguslah sbb xde yang berkecuali...kan..klau x kita ambik remeh..kan nak jadi doc, so kenelah thu semua, ye dok....x kisah ape2 kes...masa teaching, kitrong dpt kes dermato, contact dermatitis then macm lah kene blajar..antenatal, postnatal, peaditrics, psychitry, orthopedic, medical, pergh...memang haru, tpi yang penting posting nie best....haha..tue je nk citer..lain kli ada msa aku citer lgi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: mini cex 1 aku failed..adoi, kene usaha bnyak lgi nie..ada lgi dua peluang nak baiki diri..come on hafiz...1 weeks left in family medicine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-2167183368384637084?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ip1Yr2cvpL8/ThkA5_-JK3I/AAAAAAAAAjU/3Vl_GtKyJ98/s72-c/10072011823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8494350521165627704</id><published>2011-07-03T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T21:45:16.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another 2nd july</title><content type='html'>semalam tahun ke-3 2nd july tanpa dia...hati ini tetap sedih..tapi Allah lebih menyayanginya...aku tahun nie hanya mampu berdoa dri jauh sbb aku di kampung tahun nie...diharapkan semoga dia ditempatkan bersama orang2 yang beriman...semoga satu hari, kami ketemu di sana....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bisikku pada bulan, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kembalikan kekasihku, temanku,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tanpanya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunyi menemaniku,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sepi memelukku.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bulan, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jangan biar dunia ini siang,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;biar ia terus malam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kelam, sunyi, sepi, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sepertiku..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-8494350521165627704?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8494350521165627704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-2nd-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8494350521165627704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8494350521165627704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-2nd-july.html' title='another 2nd july'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8450725182112028718</id><published>2011-06-28T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T19:46:40.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ingatan yang bertahan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;assalamualaikum,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;baru shja blik dri lecture prof har....sngat menarik dan terbaik..merungkai bnyak persoalan berkaitan perancang keluarga dan Islam..terima kasih prof atas ilmu pengetahuan dan masa yang dikorbankan..InsyaAllah sya cuba memanfaatkannya....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tertarik kepada cerita prof har..cerita setelah lecture tue dh hampir habis pun...prof har mulakan dengan nasihat supaya kami semua menjadi doktor Islam yang baik, merawat patient ibarat merawat keluarga sendiri....then prof har ceritakan sedikit kenangan manis berkaitan peringatan ini....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;petikan dari cerita prof har&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; " baru-baru ini, saya bersama wardina menjadi panel untuk kempen menutup aurat di kalangan wanita (minta maaf dh x ingat apa namanya), ada seorang wanita bangun lalu berkata 'saya tidak mahu bertanya soalan, cuma dr harlina' prof har menjawb 'ya puan' lalu wanita itu pun meneruskan kata-kata 'dr harlina mungkin dah lupa saya, saya salah seorang pesakit dr har pada tahun 15 tahun dlu, saya masuk HKL untuk bersalin dan dr harlina adalah doktor yang menjaga saya, saya tak sempat nak ucap terima kasih..anak saya sekarang nie dah 16 tahun, form 4..bila dr keluar kt tv selalu sya beritahu anak saya, aiman, nielah dr harlina yang jaga aiman dulu'..prof har meneruskan kata-kata terharu dengan ingatan pesakitnya tdi"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bayangkan selepas 16 tahun berlalu, pesakit tue masih mengingatinya....aku hampir menitiskan air mata...terharu dengan peristiwa tue...terus mengingatkan aku peristiwa yang berlaku hampir setahun lebih yang dulu....peristiwa tue berlaku semasa aku dan kawan2 lain ke tioman untuk program sanggar kerja selama seminggu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dalam perjalanan, kami menaiki feri, kami ditemani 2 orang pemandu pelancong yang disediakan pihak pengurusan resort itu...aku naik hairan juga, salah seorang tue asyik memandang aku dari mula perjalanan sampai ke pulau...aku diamkan je..terbiasa sbb slalunya aku memng orng tngok sbb besar sngat...then bila kami sampai ke pulau, kami ambik breakfast dulu..semasa tngah breakfast tue, tetiba lelaki tue pun memberitahu "awak pernah kerja (maksudnya posting) kat sakit puan x?"..hehe "pernah, tahun lepas"..."oh patutlah macam kenal..awak yang ada sekali dengan saya dan isteri masa isteri saya bersalin"...terus aku teringatkan wajahnya..aah, isterinya, melahirkan anak kedua jam 2.30pgi, trial of scar...isteri dia lahirkan anak kedua melalui SVD dan agak sukar sbb anak besar...jadi aku dan pulut (arif) masa tue datang membantu..masa tue krishna yng conduct....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lepas tue aku pun jwab "aah, anak encik yang lahir 3.6kg tue kan?"...haha, bukan nama ke apa yng aku ingt...berat bdak tue yang aku ingt..hahaha..."hehe, aah..ingat lagi ye" jawab encik tue...terharu kan..sebab aku ada kat situ cuma bantu pegang kaki isteri dia je..aku pun ada cakap kat dia masa tue...kene kuat semngat sbb isteri dia perlukan semangat dia..haha..tak sangka nasihat yang sedikit dan bantuan yang x seberapa tue masih diingati selepas sethun berlalu...haha....terima kasih banyak2 atas ingtan tue..hehe..semoga aku akan menjadi seorang doktor yang baik dan empathy...amin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: harap2 dapat dengar nasihat dan pesanan lecture prof har...she is one in a million..hehe..bukan one in billion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-8450725182112028718?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8450725182112028718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/06/ingatan-yang-bertahan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8450725182112028718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8450725182112028718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/06/ingatan-yang-bertahan.html' title='ingatan yang bertahan...'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-1968799299313169697</id><published>2011-06-19T12:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T12:56:23.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat hari bapa, abah</title><content type='html'>tiada perkataan mampu ku coretkan untuk menggambarkan rasa hati tatkala di saat aku masih budak hingusan berumur 16 tahun, hari jumaat tanggal 13 ogos 2004...perkhabaran yang ibarat sebuah halilintar memecah belahkan jantung dan hati aku...."abah dah xde angah" menangis teresak kuat kakak ku memberitahu perkhabaran itu..bagaikan tidak percaya dengan takdir, aku lelehkan air mata tanpa suara..bagaikan mahu berlari keluar dari dunia ini...tiada apa yang mampu aku lakukan melainkan mendiamkan diri tanpa berbuat apa2...sepanjang perjalanan ke rumah dari uitm shah alam aku senyap membisu...terdiam tanpa sepatah kata pun...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"angah, bangun ngah, dah nak kul 7 nie, bngun sembhyang, nnti nak gi sekolah" suara garau abah mengejutkan aku...setiap hari itulah rutinnya..sebelum ke pej, menyiapkan aku dan adik untuk ke sekolah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku jarang bercerita tentang ayahku..ye abah adalah lelaki yang mengajar aku erti manusia, sabar, jerit perit hidup..tiada kenal erti putus asa dan x pernah bersungut dengan suratan hidupnya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abah, mungkin angah x pernah mengungkapkan kata2 sayang...setiap hari dalam doa setelah 7 tahun abah meninggalkan angah, setiap saat tiada orng lain yang angah harapkan melainkan abah sentiasa di sisi angah...setiap kali masalh tiba, abahlah harapan angah untuk datang dalam mimpi..biarlah ianya sekadar ilusi tapi ckup untuk membuatkan hati ini gembira di kala sedih..membuatkan hati ini bangga kerana angah anak abah....biar apa orang kata, biar perit jerih angah lalui tanpa abah, angah tetap sayang abah sampai bila2....sekalipun abah pergi tinggalkan angah di kala angah masih meningkat dewasa..memerlukan seorang lelaki untuk memimpin hati ini...angah berdiri hari ini, tanpa segan dan malu menyatakan pada dunia 'ya, mohame tahir bin safie ayah saya..he is the one and only father i have'...angah gunakan 'i have' bukan 'i had' sbb sekalipun jasad abah kembali ke bumi, roh abah bersama Allah....kasih sayan, ketabahan, kesabaran, kekuatan abah sentiasa berada di hati angah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abah setiap kali ada kawan2 bercuti bersama ayah mereka, bercerita ttng ayah mereka...angah sedikit pun x sedih sbb di hati angah tetap ada abah selama-lamanya..sekalipun bumi bergoncang, sekalipun guruh berdentum tak pernah ia mengoncangkan sedikit pun kasih sayang angah pda abah...abahlah jiwa angah.....terima kasih abah kerana menyayangi dan menerima angah seadanya selama ini...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;satu hari nanti, di kala angah berkeluarga, angah akan pastikan isteri dan anak2 angah kenal siap mohame tahir bin safie di sebalik hafizzudin ini....selamat hari bapa abah..u are my hero..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;di sebalik nisan ini, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ku titipkan air mata kasih,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;menanti bila tiba masanya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kita bakal ketemu lagi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;biarpun dunia kini berbeza, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hati kita tetap sama,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kerana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kau ayahku.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-1968799299313169697?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1968799299313169697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/06/selamat-hari-bapa-abah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1968799299313169697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1968799299313169697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/06/selamat-hari-bapa-abah.html' title='selamat hari bapa, abah'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-249637502743107263</id><published>2011-06-18T07:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T09:58:40.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sis wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B87rOm9UTWk/Tfv_SfZ1XOI/AAAAAAAAAh8/6csSDVjJpFQ/s1600/IMG_8321.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B87rOm9UTWk/Tfv_SfZ1XOI/AAAAAAAAAh8/6csSDVjJpFQ/s400/IMG_8321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619365653207407842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hehehe, dah lama weddingnya tpi baru rasa nk menulis...ini citer psal wedding akak aku..the one and only maisharah binti mohame tahir...dah lama xde kenduri kat umah atok aku, last time is about 2 years ago when my auntie, mak ngah and pakcik guna, who i should call pakngah but instead still call him pak cik guna, kahwin...seronok jgak and this time aku ajak mmber2 aku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;klau ikutkan x naklah bwak sape2..bukan selesa klau kenduri kahwin..mula2 aku ajak shamil je..yelah, mak asyik ckp aku nie pelik mcm xde mmber, handphone matikan bile dok umah...kawan2 x pernah citer..so untk membuktikan aku nie bukannya kera sumbang, bwaklah kawan...then ntah cmne aku ajak owen and tawi...aku mmg ingt nak ajak mije tpi aku ingtkan dia cuti msa tue..sori mije, next time...boleh je dtg umah aku bila2...pintu umah aku terbuka bila2 masa...eh silap, pintu umah tok aku terbuka bila2 masa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mula2 plan nk balik hari rabu..yelah, mak bukannya larat nk angkt2 barng..nak harap kat adik aku tue...isy2..disuruh satu buat satu...then tetiba ada movie untuk kem ppd so aku tunda ke khamis...jdi pgi khamislah kitorng bertolak ke kuantan...pergh..mencabar sebnarnya...bukan apa, bnyak yang kekwan x tahu psl aku kat umah..aku bukannya mcm nie kat umah..mksud aku happy go lucky, perngai giler2, ckp x berhenti tpi xpelah, skali skala...then bertolak dlm kul 9 pgi..breakfast kt tmn melati smpai pkul 11 then bru kitorng gerak ke kuantan..shamil bwak kete, tpi kitorng naik kete owen..thanks to owen and shamil..hahaha...smpai dlm pkul 1 tngahri..semua dah ada...pak cik, makcik and family, maklang and pakcik ipin andmak ngah and pakcik guna...keluarga belah johor pun dh ada..aku mcm biasalah..haha..boleh plak gi bersembang kt dapor ngan makcik2 buat keje smpai lupa mmber2..dah terbiasa blik umah sorng2 lh..nak buat cmne..smpai tok aku ckp "angah, tue kawan2 kamu ke? nape tinggal kat ruang tamu"..haha..lwak kalu fkirkan blik..boleh plak aku jdi cmtue..dah lah tuan rumah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AmfDHOjzvpk/TfwDaDb7VJI/AAAAAAAAAi0/7IiC-J27ZMI/s400/IMG_8145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619370181185459346" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_xD0IU1sIbQ/TfwFpzBAVDI/AAAAAAAAAjM/qMCIq87919Q/s400/IMG_8351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619372650678735922" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dkyv6ELx-oY/TfwDZTsMRnI/AAAAAAAAAis/Q81nQio8HJ4/s400/IMG_8144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619370168368776818" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BCtz38pKRrY/TfwDZEpPgjI/AAAAAAAAAik/uWJVBlIe7h0/s400/IMG_8142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619370164329873970" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8y0k0FYJ2wU/TfwDYlvTy3I/AAAAAAAAAic/bT6sI7bQfsk/s400/IMG_8141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619370156033821554" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;sebahagian family aku (mak cik, mak lang, cik ipin, mak ngah, adik aku iwan, and anak2 buah nana, amir and adam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then bwak lah diorng lunch..mcm biasalah, aku mkn tpi x bnyak sbb family aku thu...aku suka mkan sesorng..haha..nie stu lgi perangai yng mmber2 aku x tahu...aku mmng mcm tue...aku x tahu knape..sbb aku bnyak sngt fkir time mkan, so aku lebih suka makan sorng2..compare tue hidup kt ktdi, aku berlakon lh skit2...hahaa...xdelah nmpak sngt..then aku ajak diorng tlong kemaskan laman rumah..bnyak meja and kerusi nak kene susun..sian plak aku tngok diorng..kene buat keje...hehe, sorilah geng..tpi anyway time kasih bebanyak..korang bnyak tlong..klau x aku sorng2 buat lgi mampos..ada gak baiknya bwak kekawan dtg umah nie..hahaha...lama x jmpe sedara mara..seronok plak dpt bersmbang dngn auntie2 aku..best giler..bukan senang nak berkumpul..last2,3 years aku asyik blik raya sekejap sbb raya dekat exam...hehe..malah dpt jmpe keluarga cik rahim lgi..dah dekat 6 thun x jmpe..mila pun dh ada anak, kak emi dah kahwin..hehe..kelakar plak..dulu kitorng kecik2 lgi, skrng msing2 dah ada fmily sendiri...dngan fadil and noli lgi..sronoknya rmai anak2 buah nie..haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dalam pada tue kene jgak aku..soalan favorite all the time..'kaklong dah, yang hak nie bile lagi'.. terdiam aku..nak ckp apa mampos kot klau jwab...hehe..klau jwab pun mestilah mana ada nak fkir lgi..blaja lama lgi..rilekslah dlu..hahaha..calon pun xde lgi...mula2 jiran tetangga, opah At pun tnya tue...adoi, opah lama lgi kut...then masa dok bersembang ngan mak, mak ada tanya "angah dah ada calon ke?"...glurp, nie silap jwab ada dpt lecture free.. "mana ada lgi mak, kan blaja lgi" hehe..jwapan biar selamat..aku thu mak x kisah sngt cuma dia takut aku terbwak2... "mak ingt dah ada, asyik dok belek handset je x berhenti..hehehe" mak boleh plak tergelak..haha..rindu plak sembang ngan mak..selalu blik mak sibuk kat kedai, tpi kli nie balik dpt jgak bersembang ngan mak... "xdelah, kwan2 msg psal medic, biasalah...kan angah dah janji nak studi dlu..blaja dlu, mak gak ckp, nak bela anak dara orng bukan senang..biar angah fikir msak2..ada jodoh tue adalah..hehe..kenapa nak carikan ke?".."isy, xde maknanya..saje tanya"..lepas tue sepanjang kenduri, aku kene panggil ngan mak, jdi mcm model plak..mak introduce kat kwan2 lama dia...hehe..dahlah rmai kwan2 mak ada anak dara ppuan, hai mak, ada makna ke?? hahah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;masa kenduri tue jgak jmpe kawan baik aku masa skolah..syam..gile dekat 6 thun x jmpe...asyik call n msg je mampu..akhirnya dpt jgak jmpe..dia dtg ngan anak dia..terkejut beruk aku..bdan dia naik mendadak kot..dah lebih kurang aku kot..haha..hyperbola yng agak melampau di situ..dia ada gak tnya aku bile lgi..haha...apa topik hangat betullah..tpi seronok gak tgok dia suapkan anak dia makn..siapa sngka kaki mcm syam nie boleh kahwin dan ada 2 anak..haha...dlu ada jgak dia nak kenalkan aku ngan member bini dia..tpi aku x nak..masa kenduri tue dia ada tnya, still same jawapn.."kau tunggu sape nie pis....jgn gok milih sngt"..haha..mana ada memilih...aku cuma x nak fkir lgi..haha..konon....then masa sama, aku ada special guest dtg..giler ape..klau tawi, owen and shamil nampk, confirm kecoh stu fakulti..so, bila aku tgok diorng sibuk aku gi ke jalan then smbang2 skit and mntak maaf kt dia..sbb xleh lah...hehe..tawi, owen and shamil ada kot..bahaya geng2 tue..nsib baik dia fhm..hahaha...hrap2 geng2 tue x nmpak..hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbWDszjR4gY/TfwA9B2ncOI/AAAAAAAAAiU/hoiwhOZ62TE/s400/IMG_8211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619367483521069282" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DFw5sWhh6AE/TfwA8ra7PmI/AAAAAAAAAiM/PiMqKDLmIFg/s400/IMG_8210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619367477499346530" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj6m9iTcYPA/TfwA72luGgI/AAAAAAAAAiE/kDCgiP_Fkkc/s400/IMG_8209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619367463317543426" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tue dia bekerja keras tue..penat kot angkat lauk, nasib baik ada diorng..hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ingatkan dah abis dah isu aku and kahwin nie..almaklumlah kendurinya dah abis, then esoknya, sabtu tue, aku bngun pgi lah..sume ada kt dapor dok mencuci.geng2 nie mak aku ckp bgilah diorng tido..penat dh kot sbb bnyak gile keje diorng buat...sian kt diorng..hahaha...tetiba tngh2 mncuci pinggan tue, mak ngah plak tnya..hai, apa semua orng curious nie..mak ngah ckp, aku slalu x gi umah dia klau weekend dia ajak..nie mesti kuar berdating..hai mak ngah, mana lh smpat..assigment bnyak gile nak mampos kot..bukan x nak pegi...hehe..then bila tukar posisi dri bsuh pinggan ke lap pinggan, maklang pulak dok menyoal aku..adoi..auntie aku yng nie lgi bhya..dahlah suka bca msg aku...bila aku ckp xde, dia kata aku tipu..adoi..sume orng dah kene percayalh..bila aku rasa dh smpai masanya, aku akan beritahu semua..haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;anyway, walaupun disoal mcm pesalah tpi seronok bila stu family berkumpul, bersembang and buat keje sama2..seronok gile...bila lah nak dpt duduk mcm nie lgi..hahaha...semoga ia berkekalan smpai bila2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0nXdHfCX5g/TfwEp9ZHaxI/AAAAAAAAAjE/MX61ohOwYIs/s400/02062011722.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619371553952590610" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AzbaX5klNkg/TfwEpTbKepI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ZW_vB0vXmZg/s400/02062011748.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619371542686890642" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;anak-anak buah aku (anak noli and anak milah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: dalam bincang raya thun nie kami di melaka then gerak ke ipoh and penang..kampung tok and mak..haha..klau cuti lama aku ikut, klau x, aku sorang lgilah kene tinggal cm biasa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-249637502743107263?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/249637502743107263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-sis-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/249637502743107263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/249637502743107263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-sis-wedding.html' title='my sis wedding'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B87rOm9UTWk/Tfv_SfZ1XOI/AAAAAAAAAh8/6csSDVjJpFQ/s72-c/IMG_8321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-639667197270978684</id><published>2011-06-13T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T20:08:36.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harga sebuah perjalanan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;akhirnya, perjalanan kian hampir ke penghujungnya....hampir 5 tahun aku menapak di universiti kebangsaan malaysia mencari buih-buih ilmu Allah...masa itu berharga, tanpa sedar 5 tahun berlalu sebegitu sahaja....hari ini hari pertama melangkah ke tahun 5, dengan white coat dan semngat berbeza dan sticker merah di name tag membuatkan diri ini sedar, waktu hampir mencecah dan tanggungjawab kian besar.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;takut, gembira, bangga, sedih, perit...tiada perasaan mampu digambarkan apabila melangkah ke tahun 5...bangga dan gembira menyusul dulu apabila nama aku tersenarai dalam senarai lulus tahun 5....setelah berhempas pulas hampir 2 bulan apabila aku terpaksa me're-seat' posting pediatric, akhirnya pengorbanan masa, tenaga, semangat itu, Allah kurniakan aku sedikit buah tangan....Alhamdulillah....tetapi sedih menyusul, mengharapkan setiap kawan dapat melangkah sama2, tapi apakan daya, perancangan Allah itu besar...tiada yang lebih mengetahui melainkan DIA pencipta alam....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hari ini memulakan hari dengan perasaan takut...semalaman memikirkan yang adakah aku hidup semata mengejar cita2 ataupun mengejar keberkatan dan kerahmatan Allah...jadi bila aku start mandi, dan melangkah keluar ke DK, hanya Allah menjadi tmpat aku melemparkan harpan...semoga 10 bulan yang berlalu akan dipermudahkan....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-639667197270978684?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/639667197270978684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/06/harga-sebuah-perjalanan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/639667197270978684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/639667197270978684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/06/harga-sebuah-perjalanan.html' title='harga sebuah perjalanan'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2030400633713256912</id><published>2011-05-27T15:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T23:58:13.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obstetrik and gynecology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hehehe...rmai pelajar junior baru masuk KTDI...maksud aku pelajar thun 3...baru2 nie aku pun terlibat dngan fasilitator untuk minggu pengenalan tahun klinikal..xdelah minat sngt nak joinnya..cuma nak bantu adik2 yang masuk..dlm program kali ini, aku diberi tugasan bwak bdak2 nie semua buat lawatan ke sekitar wad-wad yang berkenaan..dan pair dngn owen, housemate aku..hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;semasa aku bawak diorng ke O&amp;amp;G, bnyak soalan ditanyakan..mostly tentang perkara2 yang menakutkan semasa di O&amp;amp;G posting...soalan yng aku boleh predict adalah, garang x lecturer? susah x O&amp;amp;G?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aku bukan tidak mahu mendedahkan apa2...malah aku berpendapat perkara seperti ini lebih elok untuk diorng lalui sendiri..malah masa mula2 aku memulakan posting ini, bnyak senior meletakkan sesuatu mind set yang salah...kebanyakan lecturer di dept ini tidak garang sebenarnya..klau dilihat betul2, sebenarnya apa yang ditegur mereka adalah betul..tpi cara mereka yang garang membuatkan kita nampak yang buruk compare tue yang baik...jadi aku rasa, mereka menjalankan tugas mereka sebaik mungkin...pelajar2 prubatan kene ingt, peringatan dan amaran itu adalah untuk mendidik supaya bertanggunggjwab kerana selepas 5 tahun, pelajar perubatan, bersedia atau tidak, mesti menghadapi alam pekerjaan...berbanding bidang lain, doktor bukan pekerjaan mudah, setiap nyawa di tangan anda...malah nisbah doktor kpda orang awam adalah 1:600, jadi  600 nyawa di tangan setiap doktor, jdi jgan ingt ia mudah untuk menjadi pengajar yang bertnggungjwab untuk mendidik kita....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;malah, kalau kita perasan, malas dan kelalaian kita serta sifat ingin kerja yang mudah membuatkan kita manja dan menyalahkan orang lain di atas kelemahan kita, jadi saya ingatkan kepada diri sendiri dan kawan2 semua, title doktor bukan sekadar tanda nama yang seronok dipegang, tapi tanggungjwab dan amanah yang harus dipikul, jadi berusahalah untuk menjadi MD UKM terbaik di seluruh dunia....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: esok (13 jun 2011) memulakan hari pertama final year..doakan semoga 10 bulan ini fokus aku tidak berubah dan mencari ilmu terbaik untuk dunia dan akhirat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-2030400633713256912?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2030400633713256912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/obstetrik-and-gynecology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2030400633713256912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2030400633713256912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/obstetrik-and-gynecology.html' title='obstetrik and gynecology'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2826790793148994644</id><published>2011-05-22T23:05:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T08:30:04.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>riadah di hujung minggu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hWfXIBFwRJc/TdksXa00AHI/AAAAAAAAAhI/0yJDEsj9bvc/s1600/22052011675.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xxooF-1r_Ik/TdkrMWtRoPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/oxfGT8VFVPk/s1600/22052011670.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xxooF-1r_Ik/TdkrMWtRoPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/oxfGT8VFVPk/s400/22052011670.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609562302120567026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;alhamdulillah, berjaya jgak keluar dri ppukm/ktdi nie untuk weekend kli nie...hehe..sronok biarpun x lama...asalkan dpt kluar dri ktdi cukuplah...bukannya x suka cuma bermnggu2 x kluar langsung..weekdays sibuk dngn ssm dan hjung mnggu dok terperap dlm blik, boleh naik gila aku...hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kali ini riadah usrah aku ke serendah, dekat dngan umah apek (senior..dah dr pun)...ada air terjun kat umah dia tue...bertolak dlm pkul 7 pgi..xdelah pkul 7 tepat..dlm pukul 8 jugaklah...hehe...kami final year seramai 7,8 orng dan budak 3rd year dlm 4 orng..xpe, kli nie x rmai..lain kali kita bwak ramai lgi...hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;seronok jugak..jauh jgak rumah apek nie...dekat sejam jgaklah nk smpai...smpai kt umah je, dpt srpan nasi lemak..thanks apek and isteri..hahaha...lain kali boleh dtg lgi..hehe...lepas je srapan, kami trus ke air terjun..hehe..masing2 pun dah semngt..smpai2 aku ngan bear siap2kan untuk bbq...sbb kami ptutnya uruskan makanan..ayam bbq nie pun isteri apek yng uruskan..ya Allah, bnyaknya mnyusahkan apek sekeluarga..hehe..dlm dok buat2 tue..yang lain meneruskan dngn sesi takruf....smabil tue ada junior sorang yng tlong kami...firdaus namanya..dpt jgaklah berkenalan skit2..aku tahu bkan senang nak bersmbang ngan senior..lgi senior mcm aku yang muka sombong n garang nie..hahah...xpe, kita berkenalan skit..dpt jugaklah berkongsi ilmu sikit2 dn penglaman serta berkenlan dngn lebih rpat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hWfXIBFwRJc/TdksXa00AHI/AAAAAAAAAhI/0yJDEsj9bvc/s400/22052011675.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609563591716110450" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ynFZ60Psh4/TdmeQGB9REI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ap4QmkHnmoQ/s400/22052011676.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609688810200581186" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nUz8QOms84M/Tdmg7YqK93I/AAAAAAAAAhY/0_bXpcVhDqI/s400/22052011674.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609691752958719858" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lepas tue apa lgi acara main airlah smpai pukul 1 tngahri then lepas tue terus bungkus balik...tngok jelah gmbar nie senang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l5fepRAjwd8/TdmhLO6o6lI/AAAAAAAAAhg/2Hf8QN6-G8U/s400/22052011677.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609692025221343826" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzJ3WMi8H8I/Tdmn5GiCPII/AAAAAAAAAhw/Zkx4OR3qqeI/s400/22052011679.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609699410314411138" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8BFjnjJcepU/TdmhrQ2ssyI/AAAAAAAAAho/0DWX0nqJG0M/s400/22052011678.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609692575497499426" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;p/s: lain kali boleh pergi lgi....dlm on the way kemas nak blik...tetiba izmer hilang handset..adoi...&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/3122515549049596944-2826790793148994644?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2826790793148994644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/riadah-di-hujung-minggu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2826790793148994644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2826790793148994644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/riadah-di-hujung-minggu.html' title='riadah di hujung minggu'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xxooF-1r_Ik/TdkrMWtRoPI/AAAAAAAAAhA/oxfGT8VFVPk/s72-c/22052011670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2796184294138197844</id><published>2011-05-21T10:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T10:35:59.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rambut sama hitam, hati lain-lain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9vEGTikrfA/TdcjlVdWMOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Z6LEeDZ5yi4/s1600/debate.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9vEGTikrfA/TdcjlVdWMOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Z6LEeDZ5yi4/s400/debate.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608990985235607778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kali ini nak bercerita tntang perkara yang mnjadi perbualan hangt dlm kampus..ceh, mcm menulis untuk akhbar universiti plak...xdelah, aku dpt 8 email brkenaan perkara nie..dan rmai gila tnya pndapat aku..trima kasih krna masih menganggap pndapat aku berguna....kali ini menjadi isu hangat apabila salah seorang shbat batch tlah post note di fb yang sedikit, mungkin bkan sdikit tpi agak menyentuh hati orng lain...bukan menyentuh hati jdi sedih tpi jdi mrah pun ada, bengang pun ada...walaupun apa yang aku tulis post aku nie mungkin hanya dri pndapat hati aku, tpi aku hrapkan semoga apa yang aku tulis ini dpt mmbantu orng lain memahami mngapa aku berfkiran sedemikian rupa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;note ini berkisar ttg gap line atau garisan ilusi antra UKM 5 years system with twinning UKM-UNPAD..walaupun hmpir 3 thun bersama namun x disngka isu ini tiba2 timbul..yang pelik ia timbul di thun akhir yang mna semua sudh bersama slama 3 thun...ingtkan isu ini hnya hot msa thun 3 klinikal di mana UKM 5 Ysystem and twinning program start conjoint..dulu mmg agak tegang dngn isu ini...sya x berada di pihak mana tpi dlu aku msih mentah, yang aku fikir, diorng yang dtg sni tpi setelah berfikir lama x kisahlah siapa dtg dlu...kan matlamat kita sama..untuk menimba ilmu perubatan untuk bantu negara dan masyrakat, so bila apa2 isu orng tnya aku psal berkaitan perkara ini, aku diamkan je...sbb aku x nak pndapat aku dislah tafsirkan dan digunakan untuk menjadi isu pmbakar kpda maslah ini......&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;ote bru2 ini mengejutkan aku dri bermimpi yang mungkin semua isu ini dh terkubur..mungkin disebabkan hati ini kdg2 inginkan perkra ini berakhir, namun nmpaknya isu mnggu lepas ini buatkan aku terfikir, mungkin smpai msanya, stu jwtankuasa ditubuhkan atau mngkin stu talk diadakan untuk mendamaikan isu ini atau lebih tepat mnjelaskan supya kedua2 pihak berpuas hati dan isu ini tidak akan dikemukan atau dibangkitkan lgi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tentg apa note itu ditulis, aku x akn ceritakan di sini...sebb ia ditulis oleh slah sorng kwan aku tpi aku ingin dia thu yang aku sedkit terasa jga...aku anggap kami semua berkwan, tpi apa yang dia buat, mungkin aku shja yng berfkiran kami berkwan.....aku msa first baca, rasa sngt mrah..mlah klau ikutkan hti mahu shja aku pergi brjmpa dgn dia tnya kenapa? tpi aku ingt mak aku pesan, bila kita mrah, lari..lari dri tmpat tue spya api yng tengh mrak tue x akan terus mmbakar...jdi aku keluar dan melegakan hti aku dngn minum cappuccino and toasted bread..hahaha..sdap tue...jadi kpda kwan2 lain yang apabila mrah, lari dari tmpat tue atau keluar untuk legakan hati aku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aku ada dngr note itu telah diforwardkan kpda prof Z and prof H, aku x kisah...mungkin dh smpai masanya kita perlukan bantuan mereka untk menyelesaikan maslah ini..tpi kenapa aku x buat mcm tue? knpa orng lain yng forwardkan?? sbb aku x nak perkra yng dh regang, makin bertmbah teruk..so stiap perkra ada cons and pro...so aku hrap perkara ini akan selesai tnpa sebrang msalah..tpi ingt semua, perkra yang kita nak selesaikan ini mngkin perlukan pengorbanan, bukan seorang dua tpi dri semua pihak..so, bersedia untk berkorban&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: semoga selepas ini tiada lagi isu seperti ini...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-2796184294138197844?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2796184294138197844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/rambut-sama-hitam-hati-lain-lain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2796184294138197844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2796184294138197844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/rambut-sama-hitam-hati-lain-lain.html' title='rambut sama hitam, hati lain-lain'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9vEGTikrfA/TdcjlVdWMOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Z6LEeDZ5yi4/s72-c/debate.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2494230911857148284</id><published>2011-05-20T01:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T01:29:05.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>berpijak di bumi yang tanahnya merah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;begitu sibuk 2 mnggu nie..malah kesibukan bukan shja pda hari weekdays tpi weekend jga...kdang2 mengharpkan semoga kesibukan ini berakhir..hehehehe....seronoknya klau ia berakhir...x sbar nak tnggu abis ssm...jdi dpt balik hujung mnggu yang tidak diganggu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tajuk yang tetiba berfikir...bila bnyak sngt sibuk, kdg2 ada msa duduk sorang2, aku berfikir blik sejauh mana dah aku dtg dri seorang bdak kampung yang kejenya hanya dok umah dan keluar skali skala kpda bdak medic yng kdg2 tiap2 mnggu keluar...rindukan saat dlu dimana setiap masa x perlu berfikir bnyak.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;malah, peribahasa nie nak betulkan beberapa perkara yng rmai orng salah anggap..hehehe..aku bukan anak orng senang..baru2 nie ada dtng mntak bntuan dri aku... "kau bukan anak orng kaya ke?" alahai, mana ada aku anak orng kaya..aku anak orng biasa...anak ibu tunggal...aku xdelah senang, sederhana je..ada yng bila ditanya kenpa berfikiran sedemikian rupa beritahu aku, yang cara hidup aku dengn baju yang aku beli dan brangan yng aku beli...HAAAAA, yeke..mana ada brg mahal..semua brang murah yng orng x beli pun..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;jadi mungkin dah smpai masnya aku kembali reflect diri...kembli merenung ke bumi tmpat aku berpijak...mungkin belajar menilai diri..mungkin sngkaan orng tue disbbkan salah aku..jdi aku kene berubah...come on hafiz, kembali ke bumi yang kamu pijak, bukan menongkah awan tempat kau bermimpi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;malah, disebbkan terpengaruh jgak mngkin..rmai kwan dan senior kahwin..ada juga terikut2..bhaya tue...ok kembali kepda mind set yang sebetulnya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. hidup untuk Allah dan rasul. then mak dan keluarga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. belajar berjimat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. kembali bersemngat belajr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. tiada apa yang lebih penting melainkan berfikiran positif&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. boleh x, klau x nak ambik thu psal orng dah...aku bnyak sngt masuk cmpur smpai menyusahkan otak aku..dah smpai masanya aku berhenti ambik thu psal orng lain...hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok azam baru nie...insyaAllah, akan aku usahakan kelima2nya...amin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;p/s: renunglah tanah merah tempat kau berpijak, bukan menongkah awan tempat kau bermimpi..langit tidak selalu indah....&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/3122515549049596944-2494230911857148284?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2494230911857148284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/berpijak-di-bumi-yang-tanahnya-merah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2494230911857148284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2494230911857148284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/berpijak-di-bumi-yang-tanahnya-merah.html' title='berpijak di bumi yang tanahnya merah'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-5456551323791282922</id><published>2011-05-14T07:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T18:15:29.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>special study module</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;adoii..dengar je pun dah buat aku ngantok..hehe..bukan ngantok boring, ngantok penat ye kwan2...mana taknya, penat nye nak buat research 1 1/2 tahun nie....so, kali ini aku terasa nak bercerita psal ssm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ssm or special study module is a module that direkacipta khas untuk graduan perubatan UKM shja..nie yang aku diberitahulah..dulu aku tertanya gak..x ckup ke jurnal dlm dunia nie..dah berlambak sngt dah aku rasa...hahaha..tapi mengejutkan apabila ssm nie bermula...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;modul ssm nie bermula apabila semua pelajar perubatan dengn rasminya memasuki tahun 4. modul ini adalah modul terpanjang dalam 5-tahun sistem perubatan ukm iaitu selama 1 stgah thun..setiap pelajar dibahagikan kepda kumplan srmai 4-5 orang pelajar..dan setiap kumpl diallocatekan pda setiap dept yang terdapat di pre-clinical and clinical year..terdapat 4 theme untuk kajian; lab, klinikal, komuniti dan satu lgi aku x ingt...hahah...dan batch aku adalah tahun ke-3 dan konferense ini akan diadakan 31 mei ini..heheh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tuelah sejarah sikit latar belakang ssm nie..tapi yang menyeronokkan apabila aku bnyak belajar cmne nak cari jurnal and baca jurnal yang bnyak dalam masa yng singkt..mana x nya..aku kene baca 37 jurnal semalam untk literature review..but totally worthy..mula-mula aku rsa cam menyushkan jgak tpi lama2 seronok bila ada ahli group yang mcm2 ragam..hehe...ditambah doc supervisor dan co-supervisor yang bnyak mmbantu..hehhee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aku belajar blik tntang statistik..hehe..sorry dr azmi, tpi yang dr ajar dlu dah bnyak gile lupa..tpi bila start buat spss, the knowledge is still there cuma kene asahkan je lgi..hahaa...skrg tngah dlm proses buat poster and tnggu hari presntation..semoga tiada msalah ape2..ahahahah....klau boleh nk menang jgak..hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WL8UUUaPwx8/Tc5zL8nRR5I/AAAAAAAAAgw/YDTypQuVpL8/s400/09052011635.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606545235209439122" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;p/s: hrap2 lepas nie xde mslah ape2..sbb 2 jun kene balik my one only sister gonna be marry..heheh...bila lah turn aku&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/3122515549049596944-5456551323791282922?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5456551323791282922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/special-study-module.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5456551323791282922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5456551323791282922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/special-study-module.html' title='special study module'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WL8UUUaPwx8/Tc5zL8nRR5I/AAAAAAAAAgw/YDTypQuVpL8/s72-c/09052011635.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-5879859101698169487</id><published>2011-05-08T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T15:44:04.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she is my everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;plot demi plot, tahun demi tahun:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. "angah bangun angah, teman mak jap. abah tido esok nak gi ladang meracun. bawak bantal sekali" aku pun bngun ke dapur sambil tengok mak dah pantas membuat kuih. jam menunjukkan pukul 3.30 pagi. aku bawak bantal tue. then tido. mak kejut aku balik bila dah pukul 6.30 pagi untuk sembahyang subuh dan mak dah siap berbaju kurung untuk menghantar kuih-muih ke sekolah rendah aku. setiap hari dari aku darjah 3 sampai darjah 6. perkara sama untuk bantu abah mencari duit untuk kami sekeluarga. mak x pernah merungut biarpun kene bangun awal, kene buat sarapan pgi lgi...sebb tue dari kecik aku dah pandai masak sendiri, basuh pinggan, basuh baju and jemur baju, kemas rumah, siram bunga, gosok baju dan mcm lagi..bukan sbb aku rajin tpi kesian kat mak. at least aku nak tlong something...terima kasih mak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. "mak, angah dapat masuk pertandingan bercerita" "baguslah, meh mak dengar kamu berlatih" yeah...hehe..untuk pengetahuan semua, wanita inilah jurulatih aku..stiap kali aku bercerita, berpidato, berdebat. mak selalu betulkan aku, mak betulkan intonasi aku, betulkan cara aku bercakap, cara aku berdiri. aku selalu ingt pesanan mak "bila kamu takut, bayangkan mcm mak dok depan mcm skrng, dan angah citer kat mak"..hehe..sampai sekarang, aku sentiasa yakin bila bercakap di hdapan..semua disebabkan mak...bila semua orng puji keyakinan, keberanian aku..ingat itu hasil didikan seorang wanita yang sentiasa berdiri di belakang aku..terima kasih mak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. "mak, cikgu fidah cakap karangan angah macm keling (minta maaf x berniat nak sakitkan sesiapa..this actually the conversation)" "meh, mak tgok..isy2 bnyak kene betul nie, lepas nie setiap kali angah buat karangan tunjuk mak dlu lepas tue baru mak check ok"..then, aku terus buat, kdng2 smpai 5,6 krangan sama untuk betulkan ayat aku...sehinggalah cikgu fidah puji karangan aku..cikgu fidah kenal mak aku, then dia citerlah..mak senyum je..mak x ckp pun yang hasil tunjuk ajar maklah yang betulkan aku..then karangan aku jadi karangan contoh masa darjah 6, then masa ting 2,4 and 5....lepas tue aku pernah buat kerja kursus sejarah..rangka semua aku tnjuk kat mak..mak betulkan itu, mak betulkan ini..tension jgak tpi seronok..hehe..lepas tue dah siap..tetiba lepas 2,3 minggu kene hantar..then sebulan lepas tue, ramai puji aku kt skolah mnengah...rupanya cikgu sej aku jadikan contoh kerja kursus aku pda kelas junior and senior..bangga, cikgu aku puji aku tpi sebenarnya pujian itu untuk mak aku....terima kasih mak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. "abah dah takde ngah..macm mane nie ngah"..tangis mak makin kuat bila kami berjalan pulang dari kubur abah..jenazah baru shja dikebumikan..mak masih lagi menangis..dan aku peluk mak..x sanggup rasanya nak menangis sbb mak dah terlampau sedih...aku kuatkan hati aku...seminggu mak bersedih..tiap2 hari mak bukak album abah tgok gmbar diorng..then nangis...bukan aku x perasan.tpi mak pendamkan perasaan..mak kerja mcm biasa..ceriakan suasana keluarga kmi..mak x pernah mengalah..mcm2 orng ckp..almaklumlah dok kampung lepas tue jadi balu..tpi ada mak kisah..yang penting kami sekeluarga bahagia...mak aku paling takut bawak kereta...sbb abah driver jdi mak x pernah belajar..tpi disbbkan abah dah tiada and kami x ckup umur..mak gigihkan usaha belajar bwak kereta..jgn ingt senang untuk wanita berusia bru nak belajar kereta..tpi mak terrer skrng..semuanya demi kami..terima kasih mak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. "angah, isi borang nie.felda bagi free hantar anak felda belajar english" mak dtg naik mtor je (masa tue belum dpt lesen) "x nak lah mak, malas..lepas spm orng nak keje)"xpyh kerja..uni mesti nak orng pndai english..pergi nie free" aku isi jgak walaupun x suka..bukan senang bwak motor tmpat aku..nak smpai skolah dlm 16km...then lori sawit besar lagi..tpi mak gagahkan jua sbb nak tgok aku pandai...then aku dpt gi ELC tue..sampai skrg aku berterima kasih sbb mcm2 perkara terbaik berlaku spnjang di ELC..aku pun dah boleh ckp and bca and tulis english wlaupun x terrer mane tpi klau banding dlu..skrng bolehlah...tue pun sbb mak...terima kasih mak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. "anak puan nie banyak main2 dalam kelas, suka bersembang.x fokus..tgok result dia" kata cikgu asri, cikgu kaunseling aku...dia mmg dari dlu selalu push aku..first sbb aku tolak twaran KRK yng dia ckp keputusan bodoh aku...then skrng masa spm plak dia ckp msa mak aku dtg penilaian kat kelas aku.. "xpe cikgu, nnti saya beritahu dia..jgn risau saya thu dia boleh" yakin mak dengan aku...dlm sibuk kt kantin sekolah, mak smpat dtg nak sign report card aku tpi cikgu ckp mcm tue..mana x angin, tpi mak x mrah...mak ckp belajar betul2 sbb kita bkan orng senang...then hasilnya...aku pelajar terbaik spm sekolah aku..dlm xde orng sngka tue..terima kasih mak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. "mak, angah dpt ukm..doktor perubatan..hehehe" aku dpt surat twaran universiti...hehe..bangga mak aku "bagus2..nanti mak kene kerja kuat lgi nie" takutnya mak aku..sebb orng ckp bdak medic nak pakai bnyak duit..aku pula sekolah kampung je..mana thu psal jpa, scholarship ke ape ke...tapi mak x mengalah..masa aku kemas barang nak pergi mendaftar mak ckp kat aku..hehe..aku ingt sampai sekrng "kalau abah ada nie mesti dia bangga. nanti boleh mak tumpang sekaki..hehe" ketwa kecil mak aku..bukan shja abah ptut bangga, mak yang ptut sngt bangga..semuanya kerana mak...mak bukan tumpang sekaki tpi maklah yang ptut dpt semua kejayaan angah nie..x pernah sekali pun mak x yakin dngn angah walau apa orng ckp...terima kasih mak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;banyak kalau nak citer lgi..tpi aku cuma nak tunjukkan sesuatu pda korang..dialah mak aku, ros senah binti abu hassan..wanita di sebalik  mohamad hafizzudin mohame tahir..dialah ibu, ayah, kawan, cikgu, kaunselor, PA, tailor, penyokong, chef, pengkritik, menteri kewangan, pengurus, doktor dan segalanya buat aku...she is my mom..and never ever in one second i stop loving you mom..you are my everything..thanks for all those years that u had and still have my back..thanks for ur advices and support..thanks for ur love and passion..u make me going every second of my life trying to find a right path and choice so that one day, i will make u happy to know that every my success is because of you..happy mothers day mom..selamat hari ibu mak...terima kasih sbb menjadi mak angah...budi baik mak, angah x mampu balas dunia dan akhirat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ya Allah, aku memohon padamu lindungilah dia sebagaimana dia lindungi aku, ampunkan dosa-dosanya...murahkanlah rezekinya, permudahkan hidupnya, bahagiakan dirinya..amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: kata-katanya "jangan mengalah dalam hidup ini, setiap ujian adalah kasih sayang Allah. kan bagus tue Allah sayang kita"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-5879859101698169487?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5879859101698169487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/she-is-my-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5879859101698169487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5879859101698169487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/she-is-my-everything.html' title='she is my everything'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-295119955352105850</id><published>2011-05-04T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T10:29:35.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 tahun liku-liku hidup</title><content type='html'>alhamdulillah, semalam 3 may, aku masih smpat mnarik nafas untuk 23 tahun di muka bumi ini...segala puji bagi Allah, sentiasa memudahkan dan melancarkan perjalanan hidup aku nie...terima kasih pada semua kawan2 yng telah mngucapkn selmat hari lahir..thanks atas ingatan korang pda aku....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pukul 12.30 mlm, rutin biasa...mulakan tahun baru dengan solat taubat...memohon keampunan sepanjang aku hidup...then msg mak aku...even birthday aku...yng penting sbenarnya mak aku... "mak, terima kasih kerana menyayangi dan menjaga angah selama 23 tahun, budi mak x dpt angah balas"...kene msg je sbb klau call mesti x terckp..maslah skit aku nie, x pndai nak ckp syng kat orng even mak sndiri..truk btul...then pkul 6.30 pgi mak aku balas "selamat hari lahir angah. jangan risau mak akan jaga angah seumur hidup mak"..tetiba tue je air mata menitis...ya Allah besarnya ganjaran kau bgi kt hambamu nie...seorang wanita mithali yang x berhenti menyayangi dan menjaga aku...segala puji bagi Mu Ya Allah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then pukul 1 pagi dpt pnggilan dari auntie..thanks auntie sbb masih ingat sya walaupun hubungan kita terputus dah hampir 2 thun setengah...walau apapun saya anggap auntie tetap saudara saya....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;terasa sngt nak celebrate tpi xde duit jpa..mak and family plak jauh..hehehe...xpelah..later on..bnyak masa lgi..yang penting skrng kene plan untuk masa depan...hidup dah 23 tahun, dah lama hidup tpi still mak tnggung, so skrng kene belajar berdikari..kene juga mantapkan diri...teringin juga berumah tangga..kwan2 rmai dah buat laluan tue, tpi aku xnak lah bt keputusan kahwin sbb nak ikut orng..klau boleh sebb aku btul2 bersedia..hahah (klau bear bca habis aku kene kutuk)..oklah, doakan aku ye semua..semoga tahun nie aku dirahmati dan diberkati Allah dan supaya semua masalah dan dugaan hidup dpt aku selesaikan..amin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: hari nie jpa masuk..apa plan aku?? haha..xpe, aku dah ada senarai untk dibuat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-295119955352105850?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/295119955352105850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/23-tahun-liku-liku-hidup.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/295119955352105850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/295119955352105850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/23-tahun-liku-liku-hidup.html' title='23 tahun liku-liku hidup'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-7329730894329647428</id><published>2011-05-02T14:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T14:56:54.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is me....</title><content type='html'>hehe..tajuk yang agak lama aku fikirkan..cmne nak letak tjuk nie...hehe..saje je nak bercerita ttng diri ini...kenape?? why?? suddenly i have an urge to tell a story about myself..not because promoting myself or what..just suddenly in this 2,3 months..so many people tell me that im always keep myself to me only..haha..mcm x btul je english aku nie..lantaklah...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did I??did I??..haha..aku nie dah mcm 7E kot...24 hours x berhenti brckp..boleh plak ckp aku suka simpan rahsia diri sndiri..aku rasa mcm bnyak giler dah aku bercerita..mula2 aku ingt housemate aku sje je ckp mcm tue untk elakkan soalan 'wartwan' aku..then, bdak group ssm aku ckp cmtue, then kawn2 aku yang lain..hehe..mungkin aku x cerita sngt psal dri sndiri sbb boringlah..xdelah mnarik sngt..heheh..lagi stu, mngkin sbb aku x berapa rapat kot..hehe..5 tahun mngkin tempoh yng lama tpi istilah rapat tue xleh nak disukat melalui tempoh berkwan..x ke begitu??hhehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so sekarang..aku nak citer sikit...aku mohamad hafizzudin bin mohame tahir, lahir di kuantan bulan mei tahun1988...ayah aku orang pahang dan mak aku orang penang..aku lahir dalam keluarga campur..datuk aku seorang india muslim dan nenek aku anak kacukan cina dan melayu..nie semua belah mak aku..belah ayah aku pulak mmng melayu..then aku tinggal kat trgganu 14 tahun and pindah ke kuantan lepas ayah aku meninggal dunia...ayah aku tinggalkan aku pada 13 ogos 2004.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cukuplah kot sampai sini..bnyak dah tue aku citer..hehehe...klau nak thu tnyalah..kdng2 ada mnde aku citer..then ada mnde i like to keep it to myself..hehee...jgn marah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: dah, jgn kata aku x citer psal diri sendiri..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-7329730894329647428?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7329730894329647428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/7329730894329647428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/7329730894329647428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-is-me.html' title='this is me....'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-5962444250312835593</id><published>2011-05-01T12:24:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T19:23:29.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>journey with love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zGPu9Qb4gv0/Tbz61Undr7I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Vk_EPva9YIU/s1600/226247_10150174525152708_833627707_6733610_2334830_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zGPu9Qb4gv0/Tbz61Undr7I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Vk_EPva9YIU/s400/226247_10150174525152708_833627707_6733610_2334830_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601627830516297650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hehehe..tajuk gempak semcm je...xdelah..post kali nie penuh kasih sayang sikit sbb aku nk citer perjlanan aku ke jengka bersma adik-beradik serumah aku ke perkahwinan of the year, redhuan and suhana...seronok jugak..malam tue, aku dok bersembang ngan mije and owen..ntah kenape xleh nak tido smpai dkat pkul 2...haha..klaka giler...chip yng nak nikah esok, aku plak yng excited..heheh..terkena plak 30 april tue hri lahir owen..pergh, bnyak acara tue..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pagi esoknya, terbngun lambat..dlam kul 9 aku bngun..nasib baik x naik bas, klau x confirm kene tinggal...bngun2 aku dok termenung dlu...apa agaknya akan jdi 5 thun lgi...sempat ke aku nk mendirikan rumah tngga jgak...teringin mmng tringin tpi x thu mampu ke x...ilmu agama dah ckup ke? duit dah ckup ke? leadership dh cukup ke? bukan senang nak bina masjid, nak bina keluarga..jauh kene fikir tue..susahnya tpi insyaAllah satu masa, ia akan tiba jua dan hrapannya agar aku dijodohkan dengan insan yang baik dan solehah, ibu yang mithali...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bangun2 gi mandi, tgok bilik mije dah cerah...pergh awal bngun gile..lgi smangat pda aku tue...owen tido lgi..tawi ckp pkul 10..then aku mandi lepas tue tgok fb..bnyak gile mmber dok chatting kt fb ngan tweet psal wedding nie..semoga chip dipermudahkan..hehe...kitorng bertolak dri ktdi dlm 10.30 pgi..tetiba mrr2 jammed plak..adoi...smpai kt tol gombak jammed jugak..ada ke orng x smart nk guna laluan smart tag, kan dh menyusahkan hidup orng lain..lepas tue perjalann berjlan lncar..aku msg kwan atas bas then diorng ckp diorng pun lmbat sbb bas lmbat..hehe..then dlm pkul 11, temoh tepon ckp chip ngan sue dah selamat ijab kabul..alhamdulillah..rasa gembira sngt..maksudnya satu lagi keluarga islam terbina mengharpkan melhirkan lebih ramai soleh solehah...dalam dok kt PLUS tue, xde keje..menyanyi lah semua..pas satu lagu smpai stu lagu..tetiba lepas lagu habis lagu hafiz, awan nano, tetiba diam kt belakang..tinggal aku ngan tawi je menjerit..hehe tawi x menjerit lah..aku je smngat nyanyi....rupa2nya..dua2 dah bntai tido...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LfLLkAupBo/Tb06sTDzz-I/AAAAAAAAAfY/BF6LxRgxRcY/s400/30042011585.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601698044223672290" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;masa nie diorng x sedar aku ambik gambar...tuelah smlam masing2 tido lmbat...tido tue penting ye kawan2..hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NBNjIfedGE8/Tb067Oq_jXI/AAAAAAAAAfg/A12goYP8Gl4/s400/30042011597.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601698300743880050" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sesmpainya kt jengka 23 tue..keje mencari rumah sue plak..adoi susah betul mncarinya..last2 jumpe jgak..nie sedikit gambar yang aku sempat ambik..hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U-Gi5dHChXY/Tb08FHuMr5I/AAAAAAAAAfo/waGyrMzUON8/s400/30042011598.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601699570188595090" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CFDAvfpxxBY/Tb08FUHp4fI/AAAAAAAAAfw/tpkP0I1rqIY/s400/30042011599.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601699573516591602" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;makanan yang sedap..dah lama x mkan kerabu perut dngan masak lemak nenas...haha..bubur beras hitam yang best smpai tmbah 3 kali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-agXlWbhbEmU/Tb08GGjSNHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/a-s7ISQhijQ/s400/30042011604.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601699587054253170" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pVaPwe3mmgQ/Tb08FnbSYmI/AAAAAAAAAf4/C2EQW8XLWuc/s400/30042011601.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601699578699211362" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;naqie sibok memanjang..tgh arrange nak kompang untuk pengantin lelaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yr5CN41VJJY/Tb09dAwfZxI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/fM0HyOey2qk/s400/30042011607.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601701080147650322" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;alhamdulillah, dah kahwin chip..senyum melebar je hari nie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vvQbqxTmK58/Tb09dQssAyI/AAAAAAAAAgY/fL0XHebxoZk/s400/30042011609.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601701084426666786" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;malay boys bergambar bersama pasngan pengantin..amboi sue sempat pndang chip lgi tue..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RjYz2TtIvDc/Tb09cnP79TI/AAAAAAAAAgI/UcxhKltJnq0/s400/30042011606.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601701073300223282" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;rombongan keluarga chip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;haha...tue je sebahagian gmbar aku ambik..xdelah bnyak sbb aku sure ramai lgi yang ambik dan boleh upload dlm fb..hehehe...ada seronok melihatkan telatah masing2 bila smpai kenduri kawen..pergh sume agaknya dah smpai seru...hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K5exfn4YNow/Tb09dvVG8mI/AAAAAAAAAgg/TwqogMGmaO8/s400/30042011610.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601701092649267810" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;last sebelum balik kami satu rumah ambik gambar dngan chip...hahah...agaknya siapa diantara bdak umah aku yng kahwin dlu..yang paling tua ke atau yang pling muda atau yang paling rendah atau yang paling besar..hehehe..yang paling besar xde calon lgi so lmbat skit..hehehe..sempat lgi nasihat sue suruh bgi makan bnyak sikit kt chip...hehe..aku siap suruh sedia ubat migrain..xde dah kot..chip dah ada ubat migrain terbaik, sue...hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsELIoAytUM/Tb09ePvAhPI/AAAAAAAAAgo/1nSO4pfzjOw/s400/30042011611.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601701101347833074" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sebelum balik kami singgah sg nerek, kampung tawi belah mak...hantar sejdah sbb ada kenduri arwah...sempat lgi makan kuih lopeh..sedap plak tue..nie confirm balik kuantan aku kene suruh mak buat..dh lama x rasa mak bt kuih...heheh..then kitorng gi umah faiz plak kt jengka 19...dalam dok brsmbang tue, mije ngan owen mainlah ngan anak buah faiz..haha...masing2 dah ada ciri kebapaan tue...nak cari mak je tinggal...hehehe....semoga bertemulah jodoh buat mereka dri golongan yang solehah...hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;p/s: lepas nie sape plak yang kahwin..adakah rombongan ke tgganu pulak..hehe..ataupun rombongan ke kelantan, ataupun ke penang ataupun hurrm..ntahlah tunggu jelah next kad kahwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/05/journey-with-love.html' title='journey with love'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zGPu9Qb4gv0/Tbz61Undr7I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Vk_EPva9YIU/s72-c/226247_10150174525152708_833627707_6733610_2334830_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-3933658019221194871</id><published>2011-04-29T07:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T12:22:36.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tribute untuk redhuan dan suhana</title><content type='html'>hehe...sebenarnya xdelah tribute cuma nak bercerita tentng perkahwinan pertama dalam batch aku..maksud aku bukan pertama yng kahwin tpi ini merupakan pasangan pertama yng kedua2nya dari batch aku akan kahwin..diorng pilih 30 april untuk membina mahligai masjid keluarga mereka..hehehe...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suhana, aku x berapa kenal sngt..cuma pernah berkerja bersama dalam persiap di thun 3....tapi sbgai stu batch, kami budak malay boys rapat jadi boleh diktakan aku agak kenal dengan chip..nie nama panggilan dia...ntah cmne ada nama camtue tpi dari aku first year, kitorng pnggil chip..so kekal cmtue lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chip nie orangnya kelakar..mat lawak lah..mcm2 jenis lwak yng dia mmpu buat..lelaki yang kurus..boleh dikatakan agak kurus...hehe...chip mmg dilahirkan dengan anugerah suara yang sedap dan sngat pndai menyanyi esp nasyid..memang sdap giler suara dia...setakat nie aku x pernah tgok chip sedih..serius mngkin ada tpi sedih x pernah dan aku hrapkan suhana akan terus dan tambahkan lgi kegembiraan di hati chip..hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku x berapa sure perkenalan diorng cmn..aku cuma dpt thu bila diorng dah bertunang..haha..sebenarnya dulu msa persiap aku ada perasan psal 2 orng nie (dua2 kerja ngan aku dlm persiap) tpi aku x syak apa2lah..alhamdulillah, mungkin jodoh diorng dah sampai...aku sngt gembira untuk mereka...they perfect for each other.....sudah tertulis suratan mereka dan semoga perkahwinan mereka kekal selamanya dan sentiasa di bwah lindungan Allah...amin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kepada chip dan suhana..tiada apa dpt aku berikan kecuali doa semoga korang sentiasa berbahgia dan dikurniakan anak2 lelaki dan permpuan soleh dan solehah..amin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: esok gi jengka makan kenduri..lepas nie giliran sape plak..haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-3933658019221194871?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/3933658019221194871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/tribute-untuk-redhuan-dan-suhana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3933658019221194871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3933658019221194871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/tribute-untuk-redhuan-dan-suhana.html' title='tribute untuk redhuan dan suhana'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8859804431535049261</id><published>2011-04-27T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T20:53:52.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new song</title><content type='html'>minggu nie bnyak benda aku kene buat...sngat2 busy..so, slalu klau aku busy, aku selalu dengar lagu yang best...dlam aku mncari tue, tetiba aku dengar lagu yang agak best..lagu nyanyian adele..penyanyi yang bersuara mcm ada ais dlm kerongkong..x bnyak penyanyi ada suara cmnie...bukan snang nak cari..malaysia nie ntah ada ke x....lagu yng aku dengar nie aku download dri you tube..lgu tjuk nye someone like you..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lagu nie berkisar mcm flash back..bila dia dah jmpe balik kekasih hatinya yang telah lama terpisah..kekasih yang punya kehidupan sendiri skrg....mngkin lirik dia biasa tpi masa adele nie nyanyi kt britain award..pergh, memukau...terpaku jap dngr suara dia....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevermind I'll find someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;     I wish nothing but the best for you too.&lt;br /&gt;     Don't forget me I beg&lt;br /&gt;     I remember you said:-&lt;br /&gt;     "Sometimes it lasts in love,&lt;br /&gt;     but sometimes it hurts instead"&lt;br /&gt;     Sometimes it lasts in love,&lt;br /&gt;     but sometimes it hurts instead yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perenggan yang mengingatkan aku pda seseorng...seseorang yng telah tinggalkan aku buat selama2nya...terima kasih kerana pernah menyayangi aku seadanya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sesungguhnya cinta manusia hanya sementara dan cinta Allah lah segalanya..terima kasih Allah kerana pernah menemukan aku dengan dia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: alfatihah untuknya..semoga dia ditempatkan bersama orang-orang yang soleh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-8859804431535049261?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8859804431535049261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-song.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8859804431535049261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8859804431535049261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-song.html' title='the new song'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-7477238031169127848</id><published>2011-04-23T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T20:20:09.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>low self esteem...</title><content type='html'>tajuk yang menarik..lama rasnya nak citer mende nie tpi x berani...mungkin luaran orng slalu nmpak "xpe hafiz, kau lain berani"..herm,...silaplah semua, mungkin aku berani sekrng..berani, yakin dengn diri, x kisah untk speak out dpan orng ramai.tapi ini kisahnya sbenarnya....hehehe...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;satu masa dulu, aku mmg dilahirkan besar..ye gemuk..tpi bukan shja gemuk malah tinggi...tinggi sngt...masa aku masuk tadika, aku paling tinggi antra kawan2 semua...bila masuk darjah stu aku paling berat..nak thu berapa??mana bolh berithu...tpi tinggi aku msa tue 130 cm...aku ingt sbb aku simpan buku rekod kesihtan aku..hha...susah sbenarnya mmbesar dalam kehidupan seorang budak gemuk..dulu msa tadika aku selalu blik nangis kat mak aku..kawan2 lain x tahu, tpi aku sedih bila orng selalu kutuk aku gemuk..selalu dulu aku fikir, nape orang lain lahir kurus tpi aku lahir gemuk..budak2 masa tue, permikiran aku pun cuma fikir mungkin sbb mak ayah aku besar kot..haha..tapi mak aku selalu ckp, xpelah gemuk asal kita pandai..bila masuk sekolah rendah lagilah..ada je orang ckp aku gemuk..klau x budak2, mak ayah yang dtg ambik anak diorng kt skolah..kdg2 aku pikir, klau kawan2 skolah dlu, ok jgaklah bdak2 mana nak thu mana betul ke mana slah...tpi klau mak bapak diorng pun ckp cmtue, cmne anak x perangai mcm tue...aku sedih..tpi mak ayah aku bukan orng senang, so diorng keje slalu, jdi selalunya aku tulis dalam diari je sbb bengang (sorilah, aku dah bakar semua diari aku.bahaya klau orng baca)...mak ngan abah je selalu ckp kat aku.."x pyah kisah kan orng ckp ngah, ngah bukan gemuk tpi besar"..aku pun angguk tpi aku thu mak ngan abah nak jaga hti aku..terima kasih kerana terima aku seadanya...aku pernah cuba nak masuk bola sepak..aku memang minat gile bola sepak dulu tpi aku ingat cikgu skolah aku (eloklah nama dirahsiakan)..masa tue aku darjah 4..memang aku minat gila main bola sepak...dulu aku tringin nak jadi mcm santokh singh...then petang rabu..aku mmg ingat sbb masa tue aku x ikut family aku gi pekan rabu kat cheneh (nama tmpat seblah kampung aku)...then mula2 cikgu tue mntak lari 5 round padang..hehe..aku mmg boleh lari tpi lambat..hehe..then dia suruh sepak bola masuk goal..then aku ingat, lepas sepak, x gol, aku sorang je cikgu minta x pyah dtg latihan dah..masalhnya semua orang x gol tpi aku sorang je kene kuar first day dtg latihan..it get worse, cikgu tue ckp "budak gemuk kene main lontar peluru..hehe" mungkin cikgu tue bergurau, tpi its very offensive..aku blik then menangis dalam blik air..then aku janji sejak hari tue, aku x minat main bola...bila aku citer kat ayah aku, abah aku ckp, "xpelah, nnti abah ajar main bola tampar"..mmng dari kecik abah aku ajar main bola tmpar, tpi aku kdng2 x minat...so lepas peristiwa tue aku hanya main bola tampar and badminton...sedih giler kan..dari aku darjah 4, 10 tahun aku mengalami diskriminasi manusia terhdap aku..bukan orng lain, cikgu sendiri..aku thu aku x pndai tpi at least x pyah lah nak kutuk aku depan member..semua orng gelak..aku senyum...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i get my turning point..my mother said to me "bile kita x selesa dengan diri kita, bila kita biarkan orng lain gelakkan kita, kita x perlu fikir semua benda tue..kita yakin dengan diri kita..biar apa pun orng fikir"..sejak hari tue, aku x kisah, aku join semua..masuk bola tampar, bola baling, lontar peluru, lompat tinggi, badminton, hoki..kecuali satu benda bola sepak...bila aku darjah 5 aku cuba masuk pertandingan bercerita...mula2 x yakin, tpi aku cuba jgak sbb mak sokong aku..then ustaz skolah aku suka bile aku bercerita..aku masuk pertandingan bercerita kisah2 nabi..then wakil sekolah and daerah..satu yang x berubah..bila akupergi dftar, cikgu2 skolah lain mesti ckp aku besarlah, aku gemuklah...pikirlah, adakah bakat aku dinilai darirupa paras aku...then bila aku di atas pentas, semuanya hilang..tiada seorang pun mampu mengutuk aku..sedihkan..aku selalu hidup 24 jam sehari berasaskan kata2 orang dn diskriminasi manusia....salahkan jadi orng gemuk....terima kasih mak, abah...diorng x pernah berhenti sokong..bila kawan2 diorng dtg umah, kutuk aku kata aku gemuk..diorng senyum je...tpi aku thu diorng sedih...aku lgi sedih..knape manusia nie kejam sngt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila aku masuk sekolah menengah pun sama..semua kene bermula dari bwah semula...tpi aku dah thu cara mcm mana..cuma msalahnya skolah aku nie skolah budak nakal..tiap2 bulan ada je orng gaduh....ada skali tue, orng gaduh depan aku kat surau skolah..masa tue sesi ptng...then, aku msa tue tngh bt kerja skolah sbelum hntr..habis terkoyak buku aku bdak tue jtuh then koyakkan buku aku...aku bengang...aku trik then tumbuk dia...berdarah gusi..semua orng diam masa tue tgok aku..sbelum tue semua orng kenal aku..diam, x kacau orng..manusia yng sopan..tpi tue dh melampaui btas...(mak aku x thu citer nie, so klau baca, mak jgn marah ek)..kene pnggil ngan cikgu displin...lepas tue selang beberpa hri ada senior nk jmpe aku kt surau..rupanya geng abg2 dia..aku tkut gak..tpi ingtkan besar..xdelh besar sngt...pastue nk tmbuk aku..skit gak rahang aku kene...then aku gaduhlah...nasib baik menang...hahaha..kene panggil lgi..ustaz dah tension dah..sejak tue bru lah orng hormat aku..aku x cri gaduh ngan orng..tpi tlong jngn cri gaduh ngan aku..sejak tue xde orng pnggil aku gemuk lgi..ada ke ptut aku kene bertumbuk , bergaduh dlu bru manusia nak trima aku seadanya..then aku cuba nasib dlm debat n pidato..mula2 ada cikgu x yakin ngan aku...tension gak sbb aku minat..jadi ada sekali aku nak jmpe cikgu tue suruh bagi peluang skali lgi..tetiba aku dngr cikgu tue bersembang "haha..dahlah gemuk, rasa boleh masuk debat.."..sedih gile..kenapa..soalan aku kenapa..kenapa perlu nak diskriminasi kan disebbkan badan aku...sejak tue aku join mana2 debat and pidato anjuran sekolah..akhirnya, orng gemuk nie menang pemindato terbaik daerah sekali dan pembahas terbaik negeri 2 tahun berturut2...sejak tue bru orng pndang aku sama ngan orng lain..bukan pndang tinggi..pndang sama ngan orang lain..bukan snng nak naikkan keyakinan diri aku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bila masuk medic, aku ingtkan xde mnde cmtue..mak aku ckp budak medic cerdik diorng x kutuk orng..hurm...kene pkir balik...cerita lepas nie xde niat aku nk mrah atau kutuk cuma aku nk luahkan je....bila aku main bola tampar, orng selalu tegur bju aku..memang malu beb..sebb lepas tue semua orng gelak skali..tpi diorng sedar x bju diorng cmtue, tpi aku senyum...sedih tpi teruskan snyum hafiz...bila aku kejar bola, biasa je oklah...tpi bila aku x kejar bola semua orng ckp aku malas, berat, lmbat bergerk..aku sakit hati, sedih tpi teruskan senyum tpi untuk pengethuan semua, kebnyakkan korang x kejar bola pun..kdng2 bola sbelah dn korang asyik slahkan orng lain..tpi ada korng ckp diri korang berat....knape aku kene usaha 2 kali gnda tpi korng pndang aku mcm tue tpi korang x bergerak, ada aku ckp apae2...lama2 aku ckp je..aku bosan manusia asyik nak menilai aku tpi x sedar menilai diri sndiri....then bila main, aku spike, orng x leh ambik aku diam je...aku puji diri sndiri tpi dlm hati...then bila aku x leh ambik bola, semua orng boo aku..semua orng gelakkan aku...kenpa, xleh ke aku untuk buat silap..manusia suka menilai aku..ada ke korang nmpak aku gelakkan korang bila x leh ambk bola...susahkan, bila besar aku ingt dah xde double standard..rmai ckp aku penuh yakin ngan diri sndiri...pernah aku kene kutuk sbb terlampau yakin dngn diri sndri, tpi helo, sedarlah manusia, orng lain x pernah yakin ngan diri aku, so aku yng kene yakinkan diri sndiri..berbelas thun aku bt mnde tue...tpi manusia x pernh nak belajar nilai diri sndiri...so, aku skrng dah x minat nak ambik thu,..bila diorng kutuk ke, ckp ape2 ke...aku masuk tlinga kanan, kluar blik sbelum masuk ke middle ear..klau korng nak thu sbb tue aku pkai mp3 main traw ke main bola tmpar, sbb lebih baik aku dngr lgu dri aku dngr jdgement orng pada aku......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;klau korang nak thu..trima kasih..sbb korang semua..sbb cikgu2 lh menyebabkan bila aku bt apa2 aku buat sungguh2 sbb aku yakin ngan diri sndiri...sbb orng lain x pernah yakin ngan diri sndiri...terima kasih semua...semoga satu hari nnti, manusia tidak hanya memandng fizikal semata..tue shja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-7477238031169127848?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7477238031169127848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/low-self-esteem.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/7477238031169127848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/7477238031169127848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/low-self-esteem.html' title='low self esteem...'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-3650492053261655053</id><published>2011-04-16T08:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T09:25:10.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adik beradik 5 tahun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ja5Ny8_v5qQ/Tajt4Ke76oI/AAAAAAAAAfA/OcnnPjl86eM/s1600/10092008.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hehehe...semalam kuar makan ngan carls junior..dsebabkan tnggal aku ngan owen je (mije nie pantang cuti, hilang lesap je)...so aku pergi berdua jelah..tawi pulak selagi x bukak sem, dok melepak umah lah..heheh..silap plak...selagi x masuk JPA..almaklum lah semua dah kering poket..hehe..aku?? aku nasib baik ada mak sudi tanggung di kala xde duit..so JPA, cepat2lah menghulur bantuan di bank Islam..kami nie dah memang tdak berduit..dah naik malu nak mintak ngan mak sndiri nie..huhuh..isy, melalut plak....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;topik hari nie, ceh, mcm bagi forum motivasi plak rsanya...xdelah, topik hari nie adalah apa yang kitorng sembangkan masa mkn kt carls...xde mnde nak buat, sbgai seorang reporter x bergaji aku pun bertnya lah mcm2...dalam dok citer tue terpkir...x rmai mmber2 yang aku kenal sngt..hehe..maksud aku bkan x kenal diorng..tpi msalahnya kenal diorng je..knape ek?? kitorng pun bt pop kuiz plak tue..soalan simple je, apa keje ayah and mak member2 lain..nmpak senang tpi susah jgak beb...ada bnyak jgak unsure tue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dah dekat 5 thun kenal, teruknya aku...lepas nie kene cuba kenali diorng lebih rpat lagi...dah 5 thun kenal, ptutnya dia punya no ic pun hafal (hehe..fahmi je kot yang hafal semua no ic and no mtriks orng....bhaya tue)..kita asyik kenal mmber secara superficial atau maksud aku, aku kenal melalui pemerhatian je..hehe...seronok jgak pop kuiz tue...at least kenal jgaklah mak bapak diorng keje ape...xpe2 lpas nie kita buat buku yearbook...untuk satu batch..at least, ukm ditinggalkan tapi kenangan tetap tersemat di kalbu..pergh...heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" 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style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4qHkW0cqOCw/TajrpFXZeOI/AAAAAAAAAeY/KX7lpDXMlFM/s400/DSC00057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595981628055320802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); 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style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N3qnqrDgl84/TajtQi1F9uI/AAAAAAAAAew/wGw3c4c1Uow/s400/11102008322.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595983405491025634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; 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underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ja5Ny8_v5qQ/Tajt4Ke76oI/AAAAAAAAAfA/OcnnPjl86eM/s400/10092008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595984086150408834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/3122515549049596944-3650492053261655053?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/3650492053261655053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/adik-beradik-5-tahun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3650492053261655053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3650492053261655053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/adik-beradik-5-tahun.html' title='adik beradik 5 tahun'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnzqfJ23ayU/TajqPP4jniI/AAAAAAAAAeI/ZZmJHPzS9QU/s72-c/19082008056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-6767910072910845284</id><published>2011-04-15T12:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T20:12:35.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>langkah terakhir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;alhamdulillah, kembali bersemangat.....hari rabu pukul 4.08 petang, aku dpt panggilan dari kwan yang ada di kolej..mmng menakutkan sbb hari inilah hari mesyuarat prof zaleha timb dekan aku di fakulti untuk pelajar reseat posting..ini bukan kali pertama tapi memikirkan ia adalah jalan ke tahun akhir aku jadi takut...aku x sanggup berdepan dngan kegagalan lagi..&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah apis, tahniah"..suara kegembiraan memecahkan gegendang telinga aku...di dalam kereta bersama mak dan kakak aku, aku menjerit dan mnyampaikan berita gembira tue. "akhirnya, dah xyah nak pikir2 lagi" bising kakak aku..memang sjak balik tiap2 hari mulut aku berbisik takut dngn result yang akan keluar...mata aku mngkin x mmpu nak nangis, tpi dalam hati bersyukur sngt2 akhirnya berjaya juga melangkah ke tahun5....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fub-0mUuDK4/Tag07un3mLI/AAAAAAAAAeA/hHncSwqEO2s/s400/14042011563.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 207px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595780737740019890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;result aku dan kekawan...Alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;diam, x diam..dah 5 tahun aku dalam fakulti perubatan...bila berjumpa kwan2 mak aku, semua ckp susahnya belajar medic..ntahlah..sebenarnya bidang mana2 pun susah aku rasa..tpi ini jlan yang aku pilih so aku kene trima lah seadanya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sepetang kegembiraan mendengar berita kwan2 lain yang lulus..tpi perasaan tue bertukar sedih bila ada 2 orang dripada kami gagal..aku cuma berharap sngt tiada yang failed dri reseat...bertambah sedih lagi sbab kedua2nya aku kenal dan agak rapt..mana x rapat, klau dah reseat semua akan rapat sbb masing2 paham perasaan member sbb mengalami nya juga...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;malam tue x boleh nak tido, bukan sbb gembira tapi takut...bila memasuki tahun 5 atau final year nie bermaksud, semakin hampir dalam bidang kedoktoran dan yang pastinya doktor/lecturer mngharapkan more....xleh dah mcm dlu...mcm 3rd year atau 4th year...kebanyakan teknik tue belajar bila nak exam..skrng kene praktik dri awal2 sbb ikthisas hanya penanda tpi kejayaan sbenar apabila berkhidmat dngan cmerlang pda masy...takutnya..selepas nie ilmu didada bukan  untk teori exam shaja tpi kena tahu semua sbb nyawa manusia di tangan kita....insyaAllah, doakan semoga kami semua berjaya dalam ikthisas pada mac 2012 dan berjaya menjadi doktor muslim yang berjaya.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: lepas nie dah x leh nak update blog selalu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-6767910072910845284?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/6767910072910845284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/langkah-terakhir.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/6767910072910845284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/6767910072910845284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/langkah-terakhir.html' title='langkah terakhir'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fub-0mUuDK4/Tag07un3mLI/AAAAAAAAAeA/hHncSwqEO2s/s72-c/14042011563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-5923378695943525246</id><published>2011-04-15T08:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T08:23:24.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>di mana silapnya</title><content type='html'>"sometimes people not blame you because of your fault, but if u keep it secret, people always try to interpret it in wrong way"......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tetiba terkesima aku..membca msg dari seorang shbat setelah aku luahkan peritnya memegang amanah nie..kalau ikut entry lepas, mmg terpikir kmbali, mungkin silap aku krana terlmpau ikutkan perasaan dan hati..ya, mmg aku betul tapi mereka tidak salah...mereka cuma bertnya di atas niat curiosity...kembali berfikir aku....cuti yang tinggal beberapa hari lagi mmbuatkan aku berfikir, mungkin ada silapnya aku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;setelah berfikir panjang, aku helakan nafas dan menetapkan niat dalam diri...HAFIZ, kemarahan adalah api dan sesungguhnya syaitan itu juga dari api...sesungguhnya orang yang kuat di antara kamu adalah orang yang menahan kemarahannya....aku tetiba terfikir balik ayat ustaz aku tue...beberapa hari yang lepas aku terlampau marah dan mngikut perasaan shinggakan aku terlupa orng lain juga punya perasaan..minta maaf semua, maafkan lah kesilapan yang aku lakukan, aku alpa dalam kemrahan dunia yang smentara....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku tetapkan hati, lupakan kemarahan...lakukan semua tanggungjawab dengan ikhlas dan baik dan jika ada teguran aku terima seadanya..buangkan api kemarahan itu jauh...aku tidak mahu menghuni api Allah bersama2 syaitan dan iblis yang sentiasa menggoda aku..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku minta maaf semua kawan2 jika terkasar bahasa dan budi bicara...maafkanlah aku..aku lebih rela malu di sini klau nak dibandingkan jika terpaksa menjwab di depan Allah nnti...maafkanlah aku sekiranya terdpat sebarang kekurangan dan kelemahan aku...sesungguhnya aku alpa dan lupa di bwa arus dunia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-5923378695943525246?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5923378695943525246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/di-mana-silapnya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5923378695943525246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5923378695943525246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/di-mana-silapnya.html' title='di mana silapnya'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8133388821054637897</id><published>2011-04-05T16:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T00:54:41.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rasa macam sampah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pagi2 nie tetiba dapat msg berbunyi macam nie "slm, td pej ktdi col (call) suh 0(kosong) kan kolej trmasuk pt sjuk+mesin basuh. bnda 2 utk nx junior.bole x suh ktdi reasonable skit??rmh msg2 jauh.nak angkut blik? baik jual kt junior. ap ni??"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;minta maaf kpda pnghantar msg nie..saya slin blik untk luahkan apa yng terbuku spnjang 4,5 bulan nie sehingga kdg2 sya bngun malam hnya termenung shja memikirkan yang sya mngkin tidak melakukan kerja sebaik mungkin.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;soalan pertama saya: apakah persaan awak semua andainya, anda sedang membaca buku untuk exam dan msg nie smpai..mungkin orng lain lebih tolerate tpi disebabkan aku agak stress aku cuba pendamklan jua sbb tkut, nie tnggungjawab aku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tapi cuba fikirkan..saya x pernah mndapat msg dri mereka yang ingin mengadu bertanyakan sama ada saya sihat atau pun adakah saya busy...pernah mereka consider yang saya juga manusia biasa...tgok dlm msg atas...xde pun perkataan yang boleh sya sejukkan mata membcanya..saya mmbalas.."minta maaf siapa nie" sbb no itu bukan dlam sya punya memory...dan dia mmbalas dan eloklah saya rahsiakn siapa dia sebenarnya...tpi mungkin bukan slah dia, mungkin dia juga tertekan setelah lulus dalam exam bru2 nie....tpi saya masih lgi dlam reseat mode...tetiba mndpat msg mcm nie..terus tutup buku...x jadi baca....hilang segala mood aku....tue bukan msg pertama yng saya dpt mcm tue.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ada jgak, msg2 mrah knape final year kene check out awal??jaksa xleh consider ke?? jaksa buat keje ape sbenarnya nye??msg2 yang awal2 saya blas..tapi apabila kebanyakan mereka tnyakan soalan jaksa buat ape keje sbnarnya sya diam...say buat keje..uruskan bersama prof zul dan prof zaleha untuk hubungi unit perumahan untuk pnjangkan...setelah itu keluar memo bru pelajar final year check out 1 april....xde satu pun msg ckp terima kasih...kesiankan....bukan menghrap tpi tetiba terasa diri mcm smpah...bila nak digunakan, ye orang akan menjerit, memaki dan mngutuk nama kita...apabila mereka mndapat apa yang mereka mahukn..bukan tegur, pndang kita kat surau pun mcam smpah...ingat aku mungkin senyum je, tapi hati nie kdng2 juga terhiris sbab kelakuan masing2...dah umur 24, 23, 22 thun masing2 tpi berlagak mcm bdak kecik...nak kahwin pun ada...dah kahwin pun ada kan...tpi bile bab tue semua rasa diri dah mtang..ingat, kemtangan bukan terletak pda umur atau status bujang atau x..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ada jugak memo pej ktdi keluarkan, tersalah typing, kta peljr thun 3...tpi sbnarnya thun 5..malam tue comment mcm2 pel thun 3..yang paling sedih sehinggakan ada yang ckp annoying...mintak maaf..peljar tue peljr permpuan thun 3 dari unpad-ukm...aku x slahkan dia, tpi dia thu x aku dan kwan2 korbankan cuti untuk pastikan diorng masuk awal ke kolej dlu sedangkan waktu pendftran sebenarnya lebih lambat dlam 3 minggu...ada kau fkir..xde...masa tue kau rasa besar sngtlah kau tue sbb bdak medic..ingatlah..at least kolej sumbangkan penemptan untk kau..kau ada bt ape?? "jaksa is so annoyyed" tue yang aku ingt...bukan dia nak tnya kenape..x..dia trus meletakkan statement mcm tue......tapi xpe...aku maafkan...hrap2 kwan2 jaksa lain pun maafkan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then ada pula isu baru, bile check out, pej x bgi duit kad access...aku mmg x tahu menahu hal nie...agknya pngurus baru pun x tahu hal nie..sebb msa tue, urusan tue diuruskan pentd lama....jadi berlaku lah slah pham..diorng ckp pej x pulangkan  rm20....aku x salahkan sesape...cuma kecewa, sbb msg ke hndset aku pun ada tnye psal hal nie...tetiba ada stu msg tue menyirap ke jantung aku.."aku x halalkan rm20 yang jaksa makan dari duit aku"..astgrafirullah al azim....kitorng x tahu pun duit tue...apatah lagi nak makan...sedih gile....mmg sedih pengorbanan masa sehinggakan waktu study terganggu..waktu tido xde...msg kredit abis...hilang semuanya...kenapa lah pelajar ktdi nie kejam sngt...ingatlah yang jaksa pun student jugak..aku nie lgi muda umurnya....jgnlah buat kami macm smpah dan x bermaruah...kami x makan harta anda semua....maafkanlah aku kalau aku ada buat silap...tapi aku harap jgnlah layan aku macm smpah..aku manusia biasa....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ya Allah, kuatkan lah semangat aku meneruskan kerja aku yang tinggal 3 bulan dan permudahkanlah urusan aku..luluskan aku dalam peperiksaan...tabahkan dan sabarkan lah hatiku setabah nabi daud ya Allah...andai aku buat silap..ampunkan aku ya Allah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: minta maaf klau ade pihak terasa..tapi aku terpaksa luahkan juga supaya aku x gila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-8133388821054637897?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8133388821054637897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/rasa-macam-sampah.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8133388821054637897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8133388821054637897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/rasa-macam-sampah.html' title='rasa macam sampah'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-3384446554977658152</id><published>2011-04-05T12:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T12:54:37.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teori exam dah habis..heheh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VyClWA6X1s/TZqgE8MObdI/AAAAAAAAAd4/WiZxJMr1CBs/s1600/05042011546.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baru beberapa jam exam teori abis..alhamdulillah, segala puji bagi Allah yang memudahkan aku dan kwan2 menjawabnya..sekarang aku serahkan pada kekuasaanNya untuk menetukan hala tuju kemana arah aku dan kawan2..semoga sinar mentari bahagia menanti...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gembira pun ada, sedih pun ada..gembira sebab soalan2 yang keluar adalah topik2 yang telah keluar pada exam sebelumnya..dan bntuan kawan2 juga bnyak sehinggakan bnyak ilmu yang digunakan itu adalah bntuan kawan2..ilmu tue mmng ilmu Allah. tidak terhingga rasa nikmatnya tue..terima kasih mendoakan aku...terutamanya mak..pukul 6.30 pgi telefon..nak beritau good luck..hehe..naik semangat aku...pembakar semngat tue..harap2 semuanya ok..sebab x termampu rasnya nak kecewakan mak...insyaAllah klau xde pape rintangan, result keluar minggu depan...tpi masih ada osce menanti..hehe...selalu jgak kwan2 tnye osce tue ape..osce tue klau x silap aku lah, objective structure clinical examintion..hehe..pnjang tue....hrap osce jumaat nie pun dipermudahkan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buat kwan2 terima kasih kerana memberi sokongan dan bnyak membantu..semoga kita semua berjaya...harap2 nie kali terkahir kita reseat dan thun depan kita baling topi kat dectar ok...insyaAllah...good luck jugak pda kawan2 posting lain...selasa: anaest, rabu dan khamis: psy..good luck semua...buat terbaik...semoga kita lulus dengan cemerlang...amin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VyClWA6X1s/TZqgE8MObdI/AAAAAAAAAd4/WiZxJMr1CBs/s400/05042011546.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591957894071217618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;p/s: gmbar kad matriks tue gmbar lama sbb tue nampak muda..haha&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/3122515549049596944-3384446554977658152?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/3384446554977658152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/teori-exam-dah-habisheheh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3384446554977658152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3384446554977658152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/04/teori-exam-dah-habisheheh.html' title='teori exam dah habis..heheh'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VyClWA6X1s/TZqgE8MObdI/AAAAAAAAAd4/WiZxJMr1CBs/s72-c/05042011546.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2107298808471248648</id><published>2011-03-29T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T19:40:12.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kawan2 sekolah....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;masih lagi hangat sekarang bercerita tntng result spm yang baru kuar minggu lepas...seronok pulak mengingatkan kenangan waktu sekolah2 dlu...dah hampir 5,6 tahun aku tinggalkan sekolah dlu...termasuklah kawan2 aku...teringat balik kenangan mula berkenalan dengn diorng...angah (nur hidayah bt hamzah), dolah (abdullah bin abd rahman), yaya (sitinurhidayah bt sulaiman), ita (nurmasyitah bt othman), mat je (mohd azam bin mamat)..tngok, rindu tue..nama penuh pun ingt lagi...bukan senang nak lupakan kenangan wktu kecik2...tmpat sama2 membesar...haha...maksud aku dri segi umur lah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sekrang hanya fb je penyambung..hehe....seronok nye kalau dapat jmpe balik diorng semua...masing2 mesti dah ada hidup sendiri..dah dkat 5 thun x jmpe, mesti bnyak mende yang nak diceritakan....hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;teringat dulu, waktu mula2 perkenalan..bermula di 1 ke 2....masa tue baru je mula mengenali yaya and dolah...kawan satu kelas....mat je masa tue masuk kelas KRK...tpi aku mmg dah kenal dia sejak dripada kecik lgi....kami sekampung dlu...hehehe...lepas tue, bila naik ting 2 KE 1, brulah ita dan angah menyusul....mengenali diorng nie bnyak mengajar aku erti kehidupan, pershabatan..bukan senang nak cari kawan2 yang snggup berkorban untuk kita....tup tap tup tap, sampai ke form 5 pengenalan kitorng....seronok pun ada sbb masing2 menghrpkan dapat menyambung pelajran di peringkt yng lebih tinggi...tapi sedih pun ada, sebb masing2 mungkin akan terpisah...diharapkan persahabatn ini tidak akan terputus.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sekrng dah hampir 5 thun tidak berjumpa...diorng selalu je berjumpa tpi aku, memandangkan waktu cuti yang pendek dan tidak sama dngn orang lain...jarang sekali dapat ke temu...malah kenduri2 kahwin kwan2 pun bnyak yng aku x dpt join skali...sedih kan....tapi kdg2 aku cuba juga hubungi diorng semua...dihrapkan tiada yng berkecil hati dengan kesepian aku membwa diri....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;merindukan saat2 dimana sama2 belajar, bercerita berseronok dan bergurau senda...baru sekrang menghargai waktu2 macm tue...huhuhu....terima kasih semua kerana menerima aku seadanya...kasih sayang dan persahabatan korang akan tetap tersemat dalam hati aku smpai bila-bila......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D3keV209Mgw/TZMWfVlbRWI/AAAAAAAAAdw/3c97j57Kz58/s400/30032011536.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589836290122794338" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: harap sangat dapat jumpa korang semua...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-2107298808471248648?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2107298808471248648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/03/kawan2-sekolah.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2107298808471248648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2107298808471248648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/03/kawan2-sekolah.html' title='kawan2 sekolah....'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D3keV209Mgw/TZMWfVlbRWI/AAAAAAAAAdw/3c97j57Kz58/s72-c/30032011536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-5301503110236031183</id><published>2011-03-28T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T20:30:12.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>minggu peperiksaan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WmcNfId4RG4/TZB_TNMnZpI/AAAAAAAAAdo/XMr0r3Jd_Zo/s1600/ist2_2493748-final-exam-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 380px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WmcNfId4RG4/TZB_TNMnZpI/AAAAAAAAAdo/XMr0r3Jd_Zo/s400/ist2_2493748-final-exam-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589107105503602322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WEB7PMZr-c4/TZB_HQazvLI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Q4QTFmj4KcQ/s1600/exam_scram.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WEB7PMZr-c4/TZB_HQazvLI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Q4QTFmj4KcQ/s400/exam_scram.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589106900210007218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;menakutkan apabila mengingatkan peperiksaan...yelah, memang sbhgian hidup student lah kan peperiksaan..sehinggakan, apabila ada kenalan, saudara-mara bertnya je..."belajar lagi ke?"..bila dijawab ya, mesti dah boleh agak apa soalan seterusnya..soalannya mungkin bnyak versi tpi yang pasti ia bertujuan/bermaksud stu je "bila final?"..hahah..pelikkan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;minggu lepas, pelajar tahun 5 baru sahaja habis peperiksaan ikhtisas..peperiksaan terakhir untuk course 5 tahun di fakulti perubatan ukm...dimana meliputi teori exam, long case, short case, osce...nielah klau x silap aku...peperiksaan yang menentukan seseorng student itu layak x bergelar doktor..M.D UKM..huisy..insyaAllah, sethun lgi giliran aku pulak...cuma sekrang, aku kene melalui exam reseat..exam reseat nie adalah exam kali ke-2 selepas gagl final exam...aku nie antra muka2 selalu reseat..haha....menakutkan sbb ia bgaikan perjudian mahal...satu langkah ke tahun seterusnya, stu langkah tersilap, mengulang tahun lgi...itu yang sangat menakutkan...aku mmng x sanggup dan sngat berharap dpt masuk ke tahun 5 bersama-sama kwan2 lain...lgi x snggup klau memikirkan mak di rumah, bekerja....minggu nie minggu terakhir..minggu depan aku akan exam reseat..hanya mngharapkan yang terbaik...aku dah berusaha sedaya upaya...semoga semuanya berjalan lancar...terima kasih kawan2 yang mmbantu....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: 18hb april 2011 akan tiba sebagai hari permulaan yang gembira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-5301503110236031183?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5301503110236031183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/03/minggu-peperiksaan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5301503110236031183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5301503110236031183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/03/minggu-peperiksaan.html' title='minggu peperiksaan'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WmcNfId4RG4/TZB_TNMnZpI/AAAAAAAAAdo/XMr0r3Jd_Zo/s72-c/ist2_2493748-final-exam-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8920532554495130744</id><published>2011-03-22T15:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T00:03:24.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cuti-cuti di kuantan</title><content type='html'>hahah..bunyi tjuk mcm pergi bercuti tpi bukan...aku ada cuti seminggu so blik umahlah kan..dah dekat 6 bulan x blik umah..mak pun aku tepon je...rindu benar nak jmpe mak depan mta..hehe..tpi blik kali nie aku betul2 ambik seminggu cuti..mak pun bunyi gembira je sbb aku cuti lama...aku tahu kdg2 mak risau aku kt tmpat orng..biarpun dh 23 thun...haha...dah 23thun rupanya...dah tua aku nie..hehehe..dah ptut ada anak nie..heheh...tpi itu semua citer lama...skrng aku nk citer psal cuti aku je...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuti kali nie, aku balik ingtkan nak tolong cuci pinggan ke, kemas rumah ke..almaklumlah, kakak aku kahwin bulan june..then mak aku decide yng mak aku nak msak sndiri, so as anak teruna yang x berkerja, aku ingt nak bantulah apa2 yng ptut plus mmg keje aku slalunya pun tiap kali kenduri kahwin..mak lang aku kahwin, aku jgak yang mencuci periuk belanga n semua keje berat2..hehe..seronok sbenarnya, sbb selalunya, masa nie lah aku bersembang dengan mak cik aku...cri pengalaman sedikit berdasarkan pengalaman dia...hhee..so kali nie mak cik aku decide dngn mak aku yng kitorng buat katering anak beranak je..jimat tenaga, masa dan duit..hehe..tpi confirmlah adik dngan aku yng penat..haha..nasib baik bdan besar dan mngandungi bnyak lemak2 terkumpul...hehehe...so, berbalik pda citer, rupanya mak ckp,pinggan dia pnjam dengan gpw, so pinggan smpai lmbatlah, nak dekt kenduri kot...rumah plak, adik aku dah kemaskan..nnti nak dekat kenduri baru kemas blik..jadi cuti kali nie mmg x bt keje langsung...cuti-secutinya..hahaha..seronok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam cuti tue..seronok bersembang dengan mak and kakak aku psal persiapan dia nak kahwin..pergh, susah jgak...duit bnyak jgak nak pkai...pergh, mmbuatkan aku terus berfikir pnjang..bukan senang rupanya nak mendirikan rumah tngga skrng nie...lagi2 yang nak menjamin kan sebuah rumah tangga yng bhagia dan melahirkan anak2 yang terdidik dengan akhlak yng mulia....bgus jugak..ia buat aku tersedar perkara nie bukan perkara mudah dan remeh..jadi x boleh pndang ringan..so aku ambik keputusan x nak pikir lg..hahah..lgipun mak aku ckp muda lgi..hehe..mak aku dah lupa agaknya anak teruna dia nie dah 23 thun..hheheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bercakap psal rumah...pling sronok adalah makanan lh...apa lgi kan...dok umah keje aku makan je....makan kt kedai makan mak aku kat depan rumah nenek aku..heheh..mcm2 aku makan..mau naik gile bdan aku..hehehe....srapan pgi...pastu makan petang (sebb x makan tngahari jdi aku sapu makan petang lah)..hahaha..bukan selalu blik umah...hehehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Il4X3jk1lqc/TYy1vNtiRfI/AAAAAAAAAdA/RY0b3ETr_eQ/s1600/15032011517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Il4X3jk1lqc/TYy1vNtiRfI/AAAAAAAAAdA/RY0b3ETr_eQ/s400/15032011517.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588041060399072754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2diIA7DY7aE/TYy7PeItr1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/5bh-9bRsMZg/s1600/15032011523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2diIA7DY7aE/TYy7PeItr1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/5bh-9bRsMZg/s400/15032011523.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588047112121986898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2IYYweJwx1U/TYy8l-ITOcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/lRUWjGYrwoI/s1600/15032011522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2IYYweJwx1U/TYy8l-ITOcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/lRUWjGYrwoI/s400/15032011522.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588048598178937282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari nak balik pulak..tetiba demam melanda...mak pulak ckp klau demam x yah blik lah..pergh..klau ikutkan hti memang x nak blik..tapi ada interview jaksa...so kene balik jugak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: nnti exam lgi 2 minggu...harap2 semuanya berjalan lancar...amin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-8920532554495130744?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8920532554495130744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/03/cuti-cuti-di-kuantan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8920532554495130744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8920532554495130744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/03/cuti-cuti-di-kuantan.html' title='cuti-cuti di kuantan'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Il4X3jk1lqc/TYy1vNtiRfI/AAAAAAAAAdA/RY0b3ETr_eQ/s72-c/15032011517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-865856293286719589</id><published>2011-03-11T19:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T23:48:29.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short case dah abis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-54FdJdXHlBM/TXpD3KSADZI/AAAAAAAAAco/mFtTRl4Or94/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-54FdJdXHlBM/TXpD3KSADZI/AAAAAAAAAco/mFtTRl4Or94/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582849303010872722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..gembira rasanya dah abis short case..baru nampak hikmahnya reseat kali nie...walaupn lmbat tetapi Alhamdulillah pengajaran yng lebih baik kali ini...tinggal teori exam pda 4 april dan osce pda 8 april sbelum melangkah ke thun 5 pda 18 april 2011.amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagi tadi short case bermula pukul 8 pgi...aku sejak smlam x leh tido..maksudnya bukan x tido cuma setiap jam aku terjaga..tido pukul 12..terjaga pukul 1, then tido balik, terjaga pukul 2, then tido balik..smpai pukul 5 mcm tue, aku bngun then terus x tido dah...takut sngat terlajak...bukan ape..exam kali nie penentu masa depan nie...dah 4 thun berjuang dalam bidang nie, x kan aku biarkan selangkah pun kaki ke belakang balik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah, short case kali nie aku bnyak dibantu kwan2...kwan2 yang sering ingtkan aku ke wad..ajak examine ptient then ajar teknik n ajar present...memang nampk bezanya..selalunya klau msa posting real, xde kwan2 sbenarnya nak hiraukan aku...eheheh..alsan aku jgak..slalu sngt mlas...tpi bila reseat sikap sling bantu membantu dan prihatin stu sama lain tue terserlah...kan bagus klau masa posting trus mcm tue....terima kasih kwan2 semua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kali nie aku dapat short case neonatal tpi prof minta aku examine head je..first time nie..trima kasih prof sbb bnyak mmbantu...tpi alhamdulillah sbb present kali nie aku rasa x mencaru jauh sngt...aku x tau prestasi aku tpi klau compare dengan dulu...prof ong pula bnyak bgi peluang untk aku perbetulkan diri...terima kasih prof...kes ke2 pulak aku dpt ngan prof rahmah...kecil molek je orangnya..aku dpt kes respi...alhamdulillah sbb bnyak kali berlatih jdi kebnyakan finding aku dpt..except recession..masa aku dh abis present...dia pun panggil aku "hafizzudin, came here, do you see this? what is this?"..hehe nmpak mcam recession and harisson sulci.."recession prof".."oh you know what is this. why do you tell me before".. " i tought, the abdomen distended cause the subcostal look like it"..hehe...try to cover my track.."no, this is subcostal recession, your abdomen is distended" sambil tepuk perut aku...haha..dia and aku pun tergelak..then aku jdi discuss dngn dia...enjoyable pulak aku sbb aku rasa gmbira sbb prasaan takut tue hilang..kan seronok klau short case slalu mcm tue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seronok sngt..aku rasa terhutang budi kepada aleya, aiman and farih yng selalu menjadi tmpat aku praktis...budak2 yang x jemu tgok aku...x menangis pulak tue..thanks sngt...tempat aku bersembang bila boring..haha..tpi bersembang sorng2 lah sebb diorang x boleh ckp lgi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0qUYrqkyx8/TXpEE6oVsxI/AAAAAAAAAc4/QMtTwMuqqdM/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L0qUYrqkyx8/TXpEE6oVsxI/AAAAAAAAAc4/QMtTwMuqqdM/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582849539327767314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NZ85c9rC0Xs/TXpEAXFf5DI/AAAAAAAAAcw/oDfxm7Xb_ho/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NZ85c9rC0Xs/TXpEAXFf5DI/AAAAAAAAAcw/oDfxm7Xb_ho/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582849461066916914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: esok start balik kuantan untuk seminggu sebelum kembali untuk teori exam..doakan aku semua&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-865856293286719589?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-54FdJdXHlBM/TXpD3KSADZI/AAAAAAAAAco/mFtTRl4Or94/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-1883545634812522980</id><published>2011-03-06T20:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T00:29:26.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peadiatrik lagi??heheh</title><content type='html'>tnggal seminggu lagi sebelum habis reseat posting..hati masih lagi takut dengan keadaan nie...dimana kaki berada di antara thun 5 dan 4...bukan senang rupanya menempuh bidang perubtan...bagaikan memperjudikan nasib setiap kali exam...yang x pham dengan diri sendiri..x pernah punya keyakinan dengan keputusan..maksudnya...ilmu di dada masih belum cukup untuk menempuh alam perubatan nie..memang lah galmour semata tapi tkut juga andai ad nyawa yang terkorban disebabkan kelekaan diri sndiri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paediatrik kali nie memng berbeza dengan sbelum ini..sebab sbelum nie posting aku di HKL tpi kali nie posting 3 minggu hanya di HUKM..seronok pun ada sbb dekat dngn hostel so, anytime free pergi je...lagi stu mungkin sbb reseat posting so, sngat bersemangat..yang sedihnya, aku selalu bersemangt bila reseat posting, klau bersemangat dri awal kan bagus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reseat posting ada kelebihannya juga...disebabkan risiko yng tinggi jdi selalunya kita akan baca lebih banyak...sama mcm msa posting kita baca superficial je, tpi reseat kita baca mndalam sbb takut gagl lgi...hehe..bukan kita..maksud nye akulah...cuma maslahnya kene reseat exam sekali lgi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad paediatrik di hukm juga ada menjaga kanak2 dari tunku budriah...sedih apabila tgok kanak2 nie snyum sronok dengan kehadiran kami tapi hakikatnya hidup yang panjang perlu ditempuhi tanpa ibu dan ayah...ada sesetengah itu, mereka dibuang...kejam manusia nie...tiada belas kasihan ke tgok diorng nie..ada beberapa orang yang telah menjadi rutin kami setiap hari menengok dan bermain dengan mereka...bayangkan, budak kecik kot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila reseat pun kene study group lgi..hehe...study group kali nie berkenalan dengan beberapa ahli baru...chupa, shamil, temoh ngan farah mohsin...hehe..sronok gak sbb selalunya disebabkan reseat kita rapat skit..sbb 24 jam tgok muka bosan tue je..heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9W8TXmo13Zw/TXUHtxGodqI/AAAAAAAAAcg/vUsdubF3afY/s1600/07032011509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9W8TXmo13Zw/TXUHtxGodqI/AAAAAAAAAcg/vUsdubF3afY/s400/07032011509.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581375796052260514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OycpQY81s50/TXUHpM8I5NI/AAAAAAAAAcY/S6E_uJNY9r0/s1600/07032011507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OycpQY81s50/TXUHpM8I5NI/AAAAAAAAAcY/S6E_uJNY9r0/s400/07032011507.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581375717625095378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T5t2yj7wxKU/TXUHixRvO8I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9Q16zRQaP9g/s1600/07032011506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T5t2yj7wxKU/TXUHixRvO8I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/9Q16zRQaP9g/s400/07032011506.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581375607120280514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-II68lqF8ZXY/TXUHCD6WI4I/AAAAAAAAAcI/ji55SjVQLGo/s1600/07032011505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-II68lqF8ZXY/TXUHCD6WI4I/AAAAAAAAAcI/ji55SjVQLGo/s400/07032011505.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581375045186757506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-44E2OzTGJIQ/TXUG6I83FsI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OR6dK4Sn4XQ/s1600/06032011503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-44E2OzTGJIQ/TXUG6I83FsI/AAAAAAAAAcA/OR6dK4Sn4XQ/s400/06032011503.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581374909100529346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--gfTPL12U24/TXUGykUoOHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/v8hxNzghEIo/s1600/06032011502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--gfTPL12U24/TXUGykUoOHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/v8hxNzghEIo/s400/06032011502.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581374779009022066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: ya Allah berkatilah perjuangan kami dalam mencari ilmu Mu..amin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-1883545634812522980?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1883545634812522980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/03/peadiatrik-lagiheheh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1883545634812522980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1883545634812522980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/03/peadiatrik-lagiheheh.html' title='peadiatrik lagi??heheh'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9W8TXmo13Zw/TXUHtxGodqI/AAAAAAAAAcg/vUsdubF3afY/s72-c/07032011509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8072470212776221726</id><published>2011-03-05T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T20:52:36.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>egokah aku??</title><content type='html'>mode reflection: baru2 nie aku disedarkan dari limunan...menyatakan bertapa egonya aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dibesarkan dengan pendidkan biasa di sekolah tidak ternama...menyertai debat sehingga dikenali..menjadi pendebat terbaik negeri untuk 2 tahun berturut-turut...membuatkan ego aku bertambah sedikit...keyakinan pada diri makin meningkat...melupakan dunia ku yang kecil sebenarnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mendapat biasiswa daripada jbtan pendidikan untuk mnyambung pelajaran dalam bidang guaman...namun menolaknya kerana merasakan diri yang tidak sesuai..sedikit lagi egoku makin meningkat..meninggalkan dir yang lama..yang takut pada dunia dengan keyakinan yang tinggi...menjadi ketua pelajar di sekolah, sedikit lagi ego aku bertambah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memasuki matrikulasi...mendapat 4.0 untuk kedua2 sem..mungkin bagi orng lain yang bersekolah asrama penuh atau mrsm, mungkin biasa..tapi ia luar biasa bagi orng sepertiku yang mendapat pendidikan di skolah biasa..makin bertambah egoku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memasuki fakulti perubatan untuk menjadi doktor di masa depan...kebanggaanku makin bertambah..keegoan yang berkumpul dulu makin meningkat tanpa rasa sedikit pun ia menurun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menjadi ydp jaksa di tahun 4...keegoanku makin bertambah dengan jawatan dunia...makin aku jauh dripada dri yang sebenar..terlena dalam buaian ego ku sendiri...semakin aku tidak sedar yang aku hidup dalam masy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minta maaf semua andai selama mengenali aku...aku dipenuhi dengan egoku sendiri...terima kasih kerana masih menerima aku....andai diri ini terlemas dalam ego sendiri tegurlah aku kerana aku masih lagi belajar mencari identiti sendiri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-8072470212776221726?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/8072470212776221726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/03/egokah-aku.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8072470212776221726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/8072470212776221726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/03/egokah-aku.html' title='egokah aku??'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-5538651040710032028</id><published>2011-02-27T13:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T14:08:30.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pilihanraya kampus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6idyMSSOiDI/TWnpbYXWIMI/AAAAAAAAAbw/l79-ZjxAMIw/s1600/pilihanraya_kampus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6idyMSSOiDI/TWnpbYXWIMI/AAAAAAAAAbw/l79-ZjxAMIw/s400/pilihanraya_kampus1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578246270081179842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wStsN39bwB4/TWnpSworUzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/yWLaNjLUCno/s1600/iklan-prk6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wStsN39bwB4/TWnpSworUzI/AAAAAAAAAbo/yWLaNjLUCno/s400/iklan-prk6.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578246121977500466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demam pilihanraya kampus telah pun reda buat sesetengah pihak..bagi pilihan mahasiswa yang menang, inilah titik mula untuk berkhidmat pda universiti amnya dan mahasiswa khasnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menarik klau melihat sejarah titik mulanya pilihanraya kampus...dan buat sejarahnya, di ukm, kali ini gerakan mahasiswa yang memenanginya..mungkin di bangi kehangatannya lebih terasa namun di ppukm/ktdi, tiadalah terasa sangat bgi aku..lagi satu, mungkin ramai tahu, aku nie anti-pilihanraya...bukan sebb tak bagus..bagus sebenarnya cuma objektif penubuhannya tidak selari dan mkin jauh dari persimpangan sebenar...jadi dripada aku mengikuti apa yng aku rasakan salah, baik aku lari dri semua ini dan mengambil ia sebgai pengajaran di masa hdapan.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buat kali kedua, aku ditwarkan menjadi calon umum thun ini...tahun lepas aku ditawarkan untuk menjadi calon tpi aku menolak dengan alasan, aku ingin menyertai jaksa..minta maaf pda perwakilan mahasiswa, tapi aku rasa persatuan mahasiswa mcm persiap dan jaksa lebih signifikan dalam membantu mahasiswa....aku nyatakan sedemikian berdasarkan permerhatian selama 4 tahun tinggal di ukm nie....untuk tahun nie aku menolak disebabkan permintaan mak yng mhu thun 5 aku tidak dipenuhi dngan aktiviti kokurikulum..dan malah aku rasakan thun terakhir nie aku mahu menumpukan spenuhnya kepada akademik...dah 4 thun aku mngabdikan diri dengan aktiviti dan program..tiba masa buku mengambil sepenuhnya masa aku....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru2 nie, aku mndapat bertalu2 mesej bertanya itu, ini psal pilihanraya..minta maaf sngt, aku kdg2 tidak tahu jgak psal hal ini...mlah klau ikutkan aku x nak pihak jaksa cmpur tangan sbb aku x nak orang pndang jaksa favour pda pihak tertentu sedangkan pihak jaksa adalah pihak berkecuali...jadi bila ada pihak yng mnta adakan speaker zone, malah cdngan dri dua2 belah pihak yng bertanding, aku rasa mungkin perlu...biarpun honestly aku rasa x penting sbb aku tahu speaker zone nie mcm alat untuk pihak yang bertanding bercakap kosong dan mengutuk pihak lawan...pelikkan, apabila mahasiswa yang iq lebih dari 100 nie sronok apabila mngutuk pihak lawan dan mnipu kononya apabila mereka menang, janji atau manifesto mereka akan dilaksanakan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PENIPU&lt;/span&gt;...dah 4 tahun aku dok ukm, tiada satu pun perubahan yang dilakukan seumpama manifesto yang digembar-gemburkan...aku tak thu klau di bangi tpi untuk fakulti perubatan tiada perubahan...sbb tue aku rasa pensyarah2 ppukm aku tahu x minat nak tahu sbb kuasa wakil PMUKM di fakulti nie tiada apa sebenarnya..cuma dpt digantung gambarnya untuk semnggu dan selepas tue hilang ntah kemana....sedih pulak..mereka nie bakal2 bergelar doktor, tapi masa pelajar dah cuba menipu...minta maaf...aku tahu banyak masalahnya bile dah jadi wakil PMUKM, jadi bila bertanding tue ingat 'dimana bumi dipijak di situ langit dijunjung'...jangan buat manifesto yang idealistik tpi x realistik...cuba jadikan idea realistik tue lebih baik....bila nak bertanding habis kecoh sekampung diketuknya dengan idea2 diorang tpi lepas dah menang tiada apa lepas tue..then student pun tunggu next pilihanraya untuk dngar manifesto thun nie...hahaha...mcam raja lawak thun tak...setiap yng bertanding tue mcm peserta raja lawak..buat tipu bodoh supaya semua orng sukakan mereka dan undi.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disini juga nak ambil kesempatan...aku ada terbaca blog seorang shabat yang menyatakan ada pihak jaksa bersekongkol dengan pentadbiran untuk calon pilihanraya...aku selaku YDP jaksa mewakili jaksa semua menegaskan yang jaksa x terlibat dalam pemilihan calon..klau ade nmpak sesiapa terlibat..ia adalah hak individu itu sendiri...jgn rosakkan nama JAKSA hnya semata2 memuaskan hati anda...aku semasa meeting pertama dah memberitahu kepada semua jaksa...mereka semua adalah pihak berekcuali...jadi jika mahu terlibat dengan pilihanraya, itu adlah hak individu mereka...jdi jgn salahgunakan nama jaksa...tapi seperti biasalah, ada je pihak nak gunakan dan burukkan nama jaksa...klau berani, jumpa aku depan mata dan beritahu sendiri kat muka aku...tak adil apabila nama jaksa dirosakkan sbb aku tahu setiap exco aku memng tak tak terlibat dengan pilihanraya dan mereka bersungguh2 melakukan kerja mereka untuk penghuni kolej...jika mereka pergi untuk kursus latihan calon..tue sbb aku rasa ia bagus untuk pengalaman mereka as future jaksa...so jangan salah tafsir....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: menantikan perubahan yang akan dibuat atau semua itu akan lenyap ibarat buih di pesisir pantai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-5538651040710032028?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5538651040710032028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/02/pilihanraya-kampus.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5538651040710032028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5538651040710032028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/02/pilihanraya-kampus.html' title='pilihanraya kampus'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6idyMSSOiDI/TWnpbYXWIMI/AAAAAAAAAbw/l79-ZjxAMIw/s72-c/pilihanraya_kampus1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-6106487369555830735</id><published>2011-02-27T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T01:36:44.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 februari</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBBwwzUNdAM/TWk5619KeeI/AAAAAAAAAbg/MbnWkN-HFIg/s1600/27022011501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBBwwzUNdAM/TWk5619KeeI/AAAAAAAAAbg/MbnWkN-HFIg/s400/27022011501.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578053296553884130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55 tahun dahulu, tarikh nielah tarikh kelahiran mohame tahir bin safie......ayah, anak dan suami tercinta....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setiap tahun dari darjah 4 hingga tingkatan 4, aku bangun subuh dan senyap2 memasukkan hadiah dan sekeping nota dalam laci abah...laci kerja di almari hitam sebelah tv di rumah lama...setiap tahun hanya hadiah sama yang mampu berikan kerana tahu yang abah sukakan hadiah tu...sebatang pen yang tidak bernilai kalau nak dibandingkan dengan kasih sayang dan pengorbanan abah selama ini..nota berbunyi "abah, berhentilah merokok" sering membuatkan abah ketawa kecil...abah mencium kepalaku dan mengucapkan terima kasih...walau hanya sebatang pen, abah sudah cukup gembira dengan pemberian aku....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kali terakhir hadiah itu ku bagi tahun 2004...tahun terakhir abah bersama kami....pen itu masih tersimpan bersama ku..pemberi semngat di kala hati ini merindukan seorang ayah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terima kasih abah, angah sayang abah.....kasih sayang abah selamanya akan berada di dalam hati angah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-6106487369555830735?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/6106487369555830735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/02/23-februari.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/6106487369555830735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/6106487369555830735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/02/23-februari.html' title='23 februari'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rBBwwzUNdAM/TWk5619KeeI/AAAAAAAAAbg/MbnWkN-HFIg/s72-c/27022011501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8620407379892859868</id><published>2011-02-23T08:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T20:29:21.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coretan bruno</title><content type='html'>menarik pulak rasa nak menulis kali nie...bila semngat di paediatriks dah bertambah, cuma nak berkongsi lagu yang banyak membuatkan aku berfikir tntang kegaglan kali ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku mula2 dengar sbb minat lagu mamat nie 'just the way you are'..mmg tgah hitz lagu tue, tetiba tgok kat youtube lagu 'grenade' nie lagi bnyak orng tnton..dekat 92 mill.. mmg lyan lagu nie...cerita psl kisah jejaka yang bertepuk sblah tngan..aku bukan maksudkan aku sama dngan lelaki tue...cuma klau perhatikan betul2 lirik dia, ia kisah ttg perjuangan dan usaha yang dibuat untk mendpatkan sesuatu...dia thu dia belum pasti dpat cinta prempuan tue, tpi dia ttp usaha...sedikit coretan lirik lgu nie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I’d jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah , yeah)&lt;br /&gt;You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;I would go through all this pain,&lt;br /&gt;Take a bullet straight through my brain,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I would die for ya baby;&lt;br /&gt;But you won't do the same....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ia mcam nak tnjuk kehidupan nie ibarat sebuah perjudian...kita lakukan apa2 shja untk dpatkan apa yng kita mahukan...yang menyeronokkan adalah usaha apa yng kita buat...destinasi tue mmbuatkan kita lagi bersemngat untuk lakukan apa shja spnjang perjalanan tue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku suka lgu nie sbb dia relate dngan hidup medic nie..klau ingt balik..orang slalu nmpak manis je blaja medic kan....bila orng tanya "belajar ape skrg?" "saya ambik medic"."oh doctor lh nie".."insyaAllah"..pergh takutnye nak ngaku doc..bukan nak berlagak tpi msuk medic mcam perjudianlan...tak confirm lgi keluar jdi doc...dah keluar pun belum tntu hidup senang..cuti x sama ngan orng lain...dah lah skit...subject x yah terkira lah bnyaknya..tpi dari tahun ke tahun, aku tgok, rmai kawn2 dah mcm x kisah sbb dah lali..bila mmber2 buat reunion, kita kene ngadap buku nak exam..orng lain raya 5,6 hri..kita stengah hari je..raya kedua dah balik kolej nak exam...menakutkan x pyah kiralah..kene dpt supervisor suka maki abislah xleh nak ckp apa..so, kdg2 bila kuar rmai2 seronok sbb msa tue je enjoy btul2...sronok berkongsi mnde sama ngan orng lain..hahah...kan mcm lagu nie jgak....usaha sedaya mungkin tapi hasilnya belum pasti dan x kisah sbb yang pastinya ilmu pngetahuan yng dicari tue smata2 untk memstikan orng lain selamat dan sihat..heheh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-8994986094318728021</id><published>2011-02-21T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T00:03:54.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>semangat yang hilang</title><content type='html'>tetiba terdetik nak tulis kat blog..rasa cam tempat luahan perasaan pulak...sedih ntah kenapa?? mungkin sebab hampir 4 hari aku berlakon gembira di depan 2 orng housemate ku...bukan aku x gembira dengan kejayaan mereka...diorng berjaya lah membuatkan aku lebih semangat nak sama2 berjaya..cuma penat menahan kesedihan apabila melihat mereka melangkah ke tahun 5, dan kaki aku masih lagi setapak di tahun 4...meneruskan paediatric posting hari ni....makin menyedihkan lagi bila mmbaca status fb kwan2 yang dah berjaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terfikir aku, x cukupkah usaha aku atau medic memang bukan tempat aku...jauh sangat pemikiran untk aku pergi, membuatkan aku kembali kepada buku...sedih apabila result aku dan kegagalan itu hanya disebabkan penilaian daripada supervisor...adakah aku sebegitu teruk atau ia hanya biased..smpai membuatkan aku terfikir, perlukah aku berpura2 semasa posting kali ini hanya untk pastikan aku lulus...teruk sangat ke perangai aku...kdg2 aku terfikir, baik aku pergi jauh je..pergi ke tempat di mana manusia diterima atas dirinya, bukan kerana besarnya dirinya, bukan kerana kaumnya, bukan kerana akademiknya semata2...attitude aku dipandang berdsarkan beberapa soalan yang tidak mmpu aku jawab...membuatkan ia bagaikan ptsd..masih terngiang2 suara menyatakan bertapa bodohnya aku...makin jauh aku rasa apabila housemate aku semua berjaya....maaflah, bukan aku x gembira, aku happy sngat bila korang berjaya, cuma sedih kerana aku yang hanya selalu ditinggalkan di belakang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betul cakap mak, ujian datang pelbagai cara...aku cuma harapkan hati nie terima ujian Allah ini...penat berfikir apabila masa depan terletak di tangan manusia lain...ditambah lagi manusia yang menilai dari warna kulitku, bangsa keturunanku dan kekurangan diriku....sedih memikirkan dia mampu melakukan apa shja tanpa ada sesiapa yng mampu menegurnya dan aku disalahkan oleh semua pihak...aku pula bagai mengharpkan dia mampu meluluskan aku sdngkan pemikirannya dan sifatnya telah berat sebelah dariku...terima kasih di atas pengalaman itu..mengajarku erti sebuah erti diskriminasi dan pastinya, ujian kali ini aku akan buktikan yang aku mampu menjadi lebih baik, bagu tanpa kau...ingat satu hari nanti aku kembali dan tiada satu pun dari kejayaan itu daripada kau...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-8994986094318728021?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' 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/&gt;selepas je aku terima jwatan ini, perkara pertama yang aku buat adalah membca balik semua fail apek, bekas ydp aku..he done such a great job..abis je bca, mak aii, terfikir plak, bnyak rupanya kerja yng dilakukan klau dibandingkan kutukan2 orng pdanya...terima kasih apek sbb bnyak jasa kau pda kolej nie..x tau lah mmpu ke x aku nk pikul....then, ada seorang member aku berpesan..."kita lakukan sesuatu, biar dipandang buruk atau hodoh, tapi kita berikan kebaikan pda orang lain"..aku pegang kata2 itu...jadi aku mmg harapkan apa yang aku lakukan, aku pegang pda prinsip tue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcm2 teks tohmahan yang aku dapat...sedih jugak..ingtkan mcm skolah..tapi x sngka kolej uni pun ada politik tersendiri...sedih pun ada digelar pembantut pembangunan, pemakan duit student, penyusah rakyat..tpi bila aku fikir dan tgok blik msg tue, aku tergelak pun ada...yang bagusnya, student kita prihatin terhadap apa yng kita lkukan..bila jadi jaksa nie aku belajar satu perkara...jaksa nie mcm jdi mediator...kita berurusan dngn pihak fakulti, pihak kolej, pihak uni..dan kita juga berurusan dengn studnt..isy2 mcm2 kerenah..bnyak pengalaman jugak..sbb nnti jadi ayah, dah tau cmne nak handle remaja atau awal dewasa nie..hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sedih pun ada bila orng gunakan nama kita untuk kebaikan mereka..contohnya bila jaksa buat something, then dpt, diorng ckp diorng yang buat..aku perasan nie masa baca fail apek...bila aku tnya dia, dia ckp, "biarlah"...aku kagum dngn dia, sbb dia buat semua kerja keras dan sesetengah orng hanya nak famous dan ckp semua tue diorng yang buat..jadi apa yng aku belajar, bila buat sesuatu jgn nak sibok hebohkan pda orng..yang penting Allah tahu dan rakib dan atid sentiasa ada mencatit segala amalan kita...kdg2 dpt phone mrh2 sbb anak tak dpt masuk kolej, ckp aku nie gila kuasa nak tnjuk pndai kelakar jgak..hehehe..lebih2 lagi bila fkirkan yang aku nie sebenarnya budak, makcik tue dewasa, tunjukkanlah contoh baik skit..hehhe..tapi aku belajar jugk somthing, kemana tumpahnya kuah klau x ke nasi..jadi kwan2 semua klau nak anak jdi soleh dan solehah...kita kene set example yng baik lah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila ada kwan2 yang ckp, kita x buat keje ape2..sedih jugak sbb kdng orng x tau yng kita dh buat semua tpi kita senyapkan semua dunia nie mmg mcm tue...well, one thing i learn from school that people like to complaint rather than appreciate, so whatever, yng penting aku cuba semuanya untk kebaikan bersama....part nie aku belajar ngan prof zul jgak..kdng2 student bnyak x tau yng prof nie selalu lebihkan student pda diri sndiri dan orng atasan..bnyak kali bila meeting..prof akan tnya, apa kata student nnti hafiz...ya Allah, tpi bile bca kt fb ada je yng kata kat prof sedih btul..tpi tuelah sikap prof yng ptut dicontohi..humble orngnya..tak perlu tnjuk apa yng dia buat yang penting student selesa......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kdng2 bile ada loceng berbunyi, atau elektrik xde kt umah, atau orng lmbat baiki, telefon mlm2 tue bgilah salam ke atau greet skit..jgnlah mrh2..then bila setel, jmpe kita pun x ucap terima ksih..tpi x kisahlah asalkan dah setel...kepasa yang msg aku marah2 psal apa yng jaksa dah buat dan x buat...minta maaf sgt2..kami dah mencuba yng terbaik dan diharapkan semuanya telah berpuas hati...diharapkan barisan baru akan berkerja lebih bagus..dan terima kasih kepada semua barisan jaksa 2010/2011 kerana terpaksa menahan angin marah aku dan kerenah yang bnyak..heheh..mintak maaf semua pelajar kolej KTDI dan terima kasih atas sokongan pda jaksa 2010/2011..diharapkan semuanya akan berjaya memegang sebuah ijazah yang diidamkan dan bila satu hari nnti kembli atau lalu kt ppukm, jgn malu untuk berkata "saya dulu duduk kt ktdi"heheheh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-6579528244502624450?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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tjuk..saje, terpikir tjuk nie masa dlam bas gi kenduri umah syuk...ntah, bas tetiba bwak laju, smpai aku terjaga asyik terpelanting je dri kerusi bas...byangkan aku yang besar nie terpelanting..pergh...tetiba tgok semua orng tgah tido, buatkan aku termenung jap...dalam dok bergelap sorng2 tetiba tringat kenangan lama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..kenangan mula2 masuk fakulti perubatan ukm...dahlah aku mcm rusa msuk kampung..ukm pun aku x pernah dngr...heheh..actually aku pernah dgr tpi x tau sngt psal ukm nie..dahlah msa dpt twaran tue first time aku tau ukm ade medic..hahaha..trok...tringat lgi, first time aku smpai kt dewan gemilang tue...bangga gile, masuk as bdak medic..dahlah sbelum tue kene kutuk ngan bdak sekolah ngan bdak matrik aku...ada ke ptut diorng kata aku x sesuai masuk medic x skema...haha...aku ckp, aku akan tnjukkan yng bdak medic x perlu skema....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jangkaan meleset...aku dtg daftar dengan kemeja hitam n seluar jeans..tetiba tgh isi borng, aku dok sebelah mamat nie..mesti bdak medic kan, sbb tue kwasn pendftran bdak medic je...dia snyum kat aku, aku senyum je blik, tpi dalam hti aku tergelak..dia dtg pkai seluar slack hitam dngan kemeja putih..then siap baju msuk dlm lgi..dahlah tue dia pkai tie..hahaha...aku x taulah dia ingt x lgi..tpi aku ingt sape dia..dia tue syahmi syafiq...xdelah skema sngt pun, agknya dia ingt kene pkai msa tue kot..skrng ok je..hehehe..klakar kan...semua tue klau dpt ambik gmbr masa tue, klau tgok blik skrg, mesti klaka..lepas tue, kitorng dok kt keris mas..xdelah menarik sngt sbb aku sibuk ngan debat msa tue..cuma aku klaka ngan first roomate aku masa tue...dia anak pegwai felda gak..mcm aku..mak ngan famili aku hntar kat luar blok je..pastue aku buat sndiri...tpi dia smpai stu famili masuk blik..hahah..dah aku cop anak manje kot (jagn marh tuan empunya diri)...dahlah tue, tiap2 pgi aku bgun awal, sbb mak ayah dia tepon bgai nak rak...aku bngun kejutkan dia, angkat phone..tgok phone aku..mak aku x tepon pun...hahaha(nak jdi anak manje jgak..hahaha) tpi aku tau mak aku sibuk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makin lama makin kenal hmpir semua bdak lelaki medik melayu...x ramai jdi agak rpat lah dngn sume...kene plak mulut aku yang mcm 7E..so senang kenal orng...lama2 kenal, xdelah diorng nie semua bdak skema...cuma semua sma ngan aku...x tau cmne medic so diorng nie semua berlakon konon skema..dah lama msuk first year...dah xde skema dah..dah macm bdak ambik art...hahaha..seronok sngt klau teringt cerita dlu2..heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanpa disedari, kitorng dah tinggal sthun lgi as student..sekjap je msa berlalu...kwan pun dah ade yng kahwin..ada jgak yng bkal kahwin...isy2...agaknya kt mana diorng sume 5 thun lagi, 10 thunlgi...agknya bile jmpe balik cmnie ke diorng...mgkin msa tue dh matang..x mcm bdak2 lgi..masing2 dah ada family sndiri...anak2..tpi yang pastinya...kita bermula di tmpat yang sama dan berakhir di tempat yng sama...persahabtan yang terjalin x kan pernah putus...kami semua adik beradik..sehati sejiwa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-9037754653934222195?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/9037754653934222195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/01/siapakah-mereka.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/9037754653934222195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/9037754653934222195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/01/siapakah-mereka.html' title='siapakah mereka???'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GjMqds46Lns/TVZPocDCalI/AAAAAAAAAbY/0PgZbWacxdU/s72-c/179431_1537927369107_1262562355_31164536_4987003_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-1553276379804103494</id><published>2011-01-22T13:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T13:25:56.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 tahun perjalanan</title><content type='html'>semalam hari terakhir di anaest dept...meaning hari terakhir dalam kalendar thun 4..minggu depan bermulalah cabaran, 2 minggu study week dan seminggu exam....memikirkan yang aku nie dah 4 tahun di fakulti perubatan ukm nie, buatkan aku bersyukur....diberi peluang yang x semua orang dpt...bukan senang nak terpilih kesini..hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau ikutkan hati dulu, teringin sanggt ambik law, mmng minat gile jdi peguam tpi kan takdir tue sebenarnya yang terbaik, semuanya telah diaturkan tuhan mesti dengn sebabnya...skrng, hnya setkat mammpu tgok 'the good wife' je..(cite pasal peguam dan law)...ihahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau kira dah dekat 6 tahun tinggalkan sekolah, bila tgok fb balik, kawan2 semua dah kahwin, ada yang dh beranak pinak dah...hehe...xpe, aku sbenarnya x kisah pun...mungkin jodoh masing2 berbeza, biarlah aku cpai cita2 aku dlu...(pergh, bunyi x leh blah)...rindu pulak rasa nak jmpe kawan2 skolah....bile lah agknya berkesemptan...bukan diorng x bt reunion, tpi uti aku dahlah x sama dngn diorng, then cuti seminggu je...sabar je lah...nnti bila dah keje, aku cubalah dtg, tuepun klau aku dah ambik lesen keta..(malas betul nk ambik lesen).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sepanjang 4 tahun nie, terfikir, dah 4 tahun kenal kwan2 kat sni...dah mcm adik beradik dah aku rasa....dah tahu perangai diorng semua cmne...bila sorang keluar, yang lain tanya...hahah..almaklumlah, kat sini xde parents, so kwan2 nie kira macm abang atau adik lelaki yng ade...hehe...tnggal setahun lagi sebelum tmat pengajian...berharap sngt dpt menghabiskannya dengan jayanya...hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: minggu depan balik rumah, rindu gile nak balik...hahah..tapi 3 hari je kot, sbb takut nak exam....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-1553276379804103494?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1553276379804103494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/01/4-tahun-perjalanan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1553276379804103494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/1553276379804103494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/01/4-tahun-perjalanan.html' title='4 tahun perjalanan'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-5816387341622412337</id><published>2011-01-09T03:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T03:45:14.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pelajar cemerlang part 2</title><content type='html'>hehe..sori terlmbat post...sibuk sikit minggu nie...so, kita smbung dri plot lepas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah matlamat dan niat dah ditetapkan, jadi bermulalah sebuah perjalanan...kita ibaratkan setiap perkara yang kita lkukan ini sebgai sebuah perjalanan...perjalanan yang mana, perkara yang kita lakukan di tengah perjalanan yng akan menentukan destinasi kita....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. amalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bagi setiap pelajar, amalan itu bermaksud cara belajar. method pembelajaran banyak membezakan setiap pelajar...ada yang study hard shj, ada yng study smart shj, tapi sebenarnya yang penting adalah study hard tapi smart....apa maksudnya tue???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maksudnya, setiap apa yang kita pelajari tue mestilah kita belajar dengan bersungguh2..setiap pelajaran yang kita dapat mestilah diolah betul2 dan difahami betul2 supya kita paham, bukan ingat, tapi pham....tapi pelajar mesti smart, maksudnya jangan gunakan stiap masa yang ada hanya belajar semata2..ingat kita semua manusia, jadi bahagikan masa betul2 untuk semua perkara....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kebnyakan pelajar, menggunakan masa yng bnyak untuk belajar terutama di tahun peperiksaan tapi pelajar kene ingat, setiap pembelajaran mestilah ada timbang taranya...tetapkan masa untuk bermain, berehat dan jangan terlalu padatkan dengan belajr...otak dan fikiran yang rehat, memudahkan kita berfikir...dan ia, seperti organ lain, perlukan rehat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TSi-XEU6_yI/AAAAAAAAAa8/zRFUZEIEAIM/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TSi-XEU6_yI/AAAAAAAAAa8/zRFUZEIEAIM/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559903043496640290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mulakan dengan membuat jadual harian...tapi, cadangan saya, jadual harian jangan diletakkan masa, supaya is fleksibel....tetapkan 1 jam ke 1 jam setengah waktu siang untuk belajar dan 2 jam di waktu malam...jdi, kekangan masa itu tidaklah terlalu mendesak pelajar sehingga mereka terasa terseksa...ingt bila pelajar terasa beban, makin hilang tumpuan dalam belajar....petua yang lain, bnyakkan minum air kosong...ia bnyak mmbantu dalam sistem badan dan mngekalkan kecergasan minda....pelajar juga perlu kurangkan tidur...maksud saya bukan hingga tidur selama 2 jam..tapi tidur dalam 4 atau 5 jam....memang bunyinya mcam mustahil, tapi saya sudah amalkannya...jadi pasti semua orng boleh...tidur jam 12 mlm dan bngun di waktu 5...otak di awal pgi mempunyai kadar fungsi pling optimum, jadi belajar di waktu pagi sangat bagus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berbalik kepada masa, sekiranya 2 jam diperuntukkan, maka tidak perlulah 2 jam secara berterusan....gunakan sejam pertama dan ambil 15 minit rehat sebelum memulakan jam seterusnya supaya kadar tumpuan itu kekal....ingat otak adlah organ yang mngawal tubuh badan...jadi bila otak mengantuk, bdan akan merasai penat...jadi jangan paksa sekiranya hilang tumpuan...rehat seketika sebelum memulakan pembelajaran kembali ok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TSi-muxw9II/AAAAAAAAAbE/8P_mZywF3KQ/s1600/bola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TSi-muxw9II/AAAAAAAAAbE/8P_mZywF3KQ/s400/bola.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559903312589943938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masa yang lain gunakalah untuk mengaji Al-Quran atau beribadat.....bermain juga perlu supaya badan sihat...jangan setkan minda yang apabila bersenam atau bermain di waktu petang, badan akan penat....mind set sebenarnya yang mmbuatkan bdan penat...jadi cuba ubah mind set ok...so, smpai sini dulu untuk point ke-2...okok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-5816387341622412337?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5816387341622412337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/01/pelajar-cemerlang-part-2.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5816387341622412337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5816387341622412337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2011/01/pelajar-cemerlang-part-2.html' title='pelajar cemerlang part 2'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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teringin pula menamatkan zaman bujang nie..bukan apa, umur pun bukan nya makin lama makin muda...lainlah klau aku nie benjamin button...tapi ada maslah lah rupanya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. xde calon lagi...sapelah nak kat aku nie (tlong jngan jwab..hahha)&lt;br /&gt;2. xde duit, cmne nak tnggung anak orang...&lt;br /&gt;3. dah janji ngan diri sendiri nak blaja dlu then bru pkir psal mnde2 nie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, keputusannya, tahanlah dulu perasaan nie...lagipun biarlah masa itu memtangkan aku dlu...bile smpai masanya, InsyaAllah, 'khadijah' tue tetap akan ditemui..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kat bawah nie gambar2 senior aku yang still belajar tpi dah mendirikan rumah tngga dan kwan2 satu batch yang bakal menamatkan zaman bujang..(sori aku ambik gmbar jgn mrah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR4incghxJI/AAAAAAAAAac/_6NZnYgyQn4/s1600/61514_1384136480326_1139422875_30869721_7564247_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR4incghxJI/AAAAAAAAAac/_6NZnYgyQn4/s400/61514_1384136480326_1139422875_30869721_7564247_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556917051284636818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR4neMcpOGI/AAAAAAAAAak/6yR3EnkkW9M/s1600/167300_1754299418876_1280668530_2005033_1799655_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR4neMcpOGI/AAAAAAAAAak/6yR3EnkkW9M/s400/167300_1754299418876_1280668530_2005033_1799655_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556922389912696930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR4nokU1IXI/AAAAAAAAAas/orWEKyJaaYY/s1600/38682_150833378260674_100000020375931_473149_7868312_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR4nokU1IXI/AAAAAAAAAas/orWEKyJaaYY/s400/38682_150833378260674_100000020375931_473149_7868312_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556922568121065842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR4oSb3RkjI/AAAAAAAAAa0/bDch6DNih-A/s1600/11235_1270855444308_1017538152_811387_3371383_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR4oSb3RkjI/AAAAAAAAAa0/bDch6DNih-A/s400/11235_1270855444308_1017538152_811387_3371383_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556923287404122674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: jangan mrah aku ambik gmbar nie ye ehsan, apek, chip and syuk...semoga masjid terbina berkekalan selamanya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-2675553701264190712?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2675553701264190712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/12/mencari-khadijah.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2675553701264190712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2675553701264190712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/12/mencari-khadijah.html' title='mencari Khadijah'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR4incghxJI/AAAAAAAAAac/_6NZnYgyQn4/s72-c/61514_1384136480326_1139422875_30869721_7564247_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-3648831363347303326</id><published>2010-12-29T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T00:07:41.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jalan-jalan cari makan</title><content type='html'>hahah, malam nie kurang sikit rasa mengantuk, walau bagaimanupun, saya terasa ingin bercerita tntang keseronokan yang saya alami sepanjang weekend mnggu lepas...hahaha, apa lagi yang seronok klau x psal makanan...pergh, seronok kalau citer pasal nie je...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;episod makan-makan nie bermula hari jumaat malam, bersama dengan my big and little bros (housemate aku); owen and mije...malam tue kitorang pergi checkers beli food supply..then kitorng pun bincng2 nak gi makan mane...dah hmpir 2 thun dok cheras nie...susah betul nak cri tmpat makan yang best...then finally kitorng decide pergi mkn pizza..perghh agak lama jugak x gi mkan pizza...cri2 jmpe jgak pizza yng belakang jusco maluri...smpai je kitorng order pizza super cheese cream yng baru..then masing2 order add on sndiri...desert, kitorng makan sundae yng mije beli...hahah..lama x keluar dngn housemate2 ku.....seonok jugak tmpat nie...services bgus...mkanan siap pun laju......malam tue amatlah kenyang makan...hehe...seronok sbb mnggu kat ophthal kdng2 x smpat makan...sapu karipap je pgi..then makan roti je mlm...dpt mkan bnda sdap nie sronok jgak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3-CSz3B1I/AAAAAAAAAZk/zgy_sG7cYkw/s1600/24122010340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3-CSz3B1I/AAAAAAAAAZk/zgy_sG7cYkw/s400/24122010340.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556876830607607634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3-TJk22NI/AAAAAAAAAZs/zjx5V0saAKs/s1600/24122010342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3-TJk22NI/AAAAAAAAAZs/zjx5V0saAKs/s400/24122010342.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556877120186538194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3-tGP39sI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/SIT7sH4A8XY/s1600/24122010341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3-tGP39sI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/SIT7sH4A8XY/s400/24122010341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556877565969823426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esoknya pulak, pagi2 dpt msg dari prof zul, nak bncang untk meeting dngan Dato' norimi...haha..alhamdulillah, prof zul nie mmng murah hati orngnya...bnyak kali dah dia blanje aku...kdng2 naik segan pulak..pagi tue aku pergi dngn prof and naqie (exco kebajikan aku)..pagi tue kiranya pergi brunch lah...sbb kitorng dah pergi dekt tngahari...prof bwak pergi makan kat alexis, garden...sebelah mid valley...aku pun mmng dah kepingin nak mkan fish and chip...so ape lgi order tue lah...aku order caeser salad as appetizer, fish and chip as main dish...choc shake...then desert ambik lemon pie...pergh lama gile x mkan lemon pie....then minum cuppacino...alhamdulillah, murah rezeki ari tue...disbbkan malu nak ambik gmbar depan prof, gmbar bwah nie aku google je..hehe...yng penting sdap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3--xxvldI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bsNIr1066os/s1600/2516_MEDIUM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3--xxvldI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bsNIr1066os/s400/2516_MEDIUM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556877869712381394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3_Im3qa3I/AAAAAAAAAaE/ndHwfpV8EIo/s1600/fish-and-chips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3_Im3qa3I/AAAAAAAAAaE/ndHwfpV8EIo/s400/fish-and-chips.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556878038583110514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3_QfmDGYI/AAAAAAAAAaM/XKjw4LRQACE/s1600/lemon-meringue-pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3_QfmDGYI/AAAAAAAAAaM/XKjw4LRQACE/s400/lemon-meringue-pie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556878174069135746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tue balik kolej...terserempak pulak dengan owen and marwan nak gi makan..kafe tutp sebab cuti umum...so aku ikutlah sbb ingt nak beli mkanan bngkus for malam tue...then kitorng pergi makan nasi beriyani gam buatan johor kat dngn hospt serdang..pergh sedap gile nasi beriyani tue...pergh mmng best...hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3_tR7XftI/AAAAAAAAAaU/sRaLCe4pEeQ/s1600/3709128738_2155cea5be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3_tR7XftI/AAAAAAAAAaU/sRaLCe4pEeQ/s400/3709128738_2155cea5be.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556878668616662738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nielah kisah hujung mnggu yang aku makan bnyak2 gile...best boleh buat lgi lain kali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: akhirnya berjaya siapkan stu entry sebelum thun baru...hahah...happy new year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-3648831363347303326?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TR3-CSz3B1I/AAAAAAAAAZk/zgy_sG7cYkw/s72-c/24122010340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-7632527204317190073</id><published>2010-12-26T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T02:12:43.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>posting baru</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TRYzNzkxgzI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hBY4FTDwNOk/s1600/sibuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TRYzNzkxgzI/AAAAAAAAAZc/hBY4FTDwNOk/s400/sibuk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554683502683849522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...lepas seminggu baru boleh post...sibuk memanjang sejak akhir2 nie...dengan kerja2 jaksa, lepas tue kwan2 pulak asyik ajak kuar mlm2 buta, mesyuarat keliling pinggang...adoi, susahnya hidup..berbalik pada sibuk, nie dah abis seminggu aku memulakan posting baru, opthalmology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opthalmology nie bidang mata..hahaha, bunyi mcm senang kan...aku pun pkir mcm tue jugak mula2, then bile dah masuk bru tahu susah dan uniknya opthal nie....adoi, hai, x terkira putus asa aku mnggu nie (klau tawi bca nie, mesti dia kata aku depressed...x phm mamat sorng nie..x abis2 ckp aku depressed....hahaha..dah start melalut...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masuk first day, terus dpt jadual, fuuuuh..berderet2 penuhnya jadual tue..klinik tiap2 hari...then lecture dngn pbl lagi..mana nak berlatih fundoscpoy lagi..hai, pening kepala beb....nasib baiklah aku ade housemate yng bnyak mmbantu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TRYyscTe3fI/AAAAAAAAAZM/01tfIeaEHIY/s1600/opthalmoscope-dm6c300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 339px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TRYyscTe3fI/AAAAAAAAAZM/01tfIeaEHIY/s400/opthalmoscope-dm6c300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554682929501625842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mlm sebelum start posting tue mntaklah diorng mngajar...pergh, susah rupanya...nmpak cm senang...lgi lah tension bile diorng pegang and guna opthalmoscope, trus je nmpak optic disc...aku nie smpai pening mata pun x jmpe...tue trus mlm tue rasa give up...aku gi try kat rmai orng..abis satu umah tawi, owen ngan mije..aku cri mngsa kat blok aku...alhamdulillah, akhirnya, nmpak jugak...hehe..masya Allah, cantiknya mata...mcm tngok pokok di musim luruh..cantik gile....lepas dah dpt tgok trus tido....esok nak mulakan hari dengan semngt baru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TRYy19FyEkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Drz39PfO22g/s1600/normal-retina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TRYy19FyEkI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Drz39PfO22g/s400/normal-retina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554683092921356866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esoknya, lepas abis briefing trus tgok aku group mane...dapat dr Aida...aku x kisah, dah lama sngt kt klinikal year nie, mcm2 dr aku dpt, so x kisah mcm mane pun..tpi ari tue dia xde..so aku blik lah trus then bukak google, tgok semua jenis fundoscopy yng ade...esoknya, aku gi klinik..hahah, x sngka muka dia, suara n gelak iras mak cik aku...hahaha..kelakar pulak...dahlah dia sngt baik, pagi2 tue trus buat teaching ngan kitorng....seronok rasa....dpt belajar bnyak pgi tue..then masuk klinik dia..klinik dia mmg besarlah...dlm tue ada kubikel plak...sekali dlm dia dok briefing mcm mane klinik dia tue, lalulah seorng mamat nie...aku kenal tpi x ingt kat mane jmpe...then dia tegur aku, "budk main bola tmpar nie kan?"..hahahah, bru ingt mamat nie kdg2 main bola tmpar ptng...hahah, lgi kelakar, aku x sngka dia dr registra aku...heheh...apa lgi peluang lah, dah ade doc kenal, nama dia dr wan mohd hafidz..pergh nama plak lebih kurang...mmng seronoklah, sebab dia bnyak gile mngajar plus baik gile....terima kasih bnyak2...sebab dialah aku mkin ok dlm guna opthalmoscpoe then tahu nak diagnose various type of eye disease...gile sronoknya smpai dalam 3 hari klinik aku dah tgok 11 fundospopy...hehe..tima kasih lah doc bnyak ajar saya...then dr aida plak, bnyak tanya soalan and buat rapid teaching lah..sronok dapat dr yng teaching dia trus scara klinikal....hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, sekejap je masa berlalu dah hari jumaat...gila menakutkan, smnggu dah berlalu..tggal 2 mnggu lgi nak abis..kene mntapkan ilmu didada nie...cwu pun belum ada...hahaha...harap terus bersemngt untk 2 mnggu lgi...come on HAFIZ.....hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: bnyak nye keje weekend nie..so aku xleh tido lgi, sbb ada keje jaksa kene setelkan..heheh..semoga Allah terus kurniakan semngat kat aku..then by the way, apek dah kahwin hari nie...semoga apek bahagia sampai akhir hayat....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-7632527204317190073?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7632527204317190073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2514143363259417647</id><published>2010-12-20T12:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T01:25:11.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pelajar cemerlang part 1</title><content type='html'>alhamdullilah..baru2 nie dapat pnggilan daripda cikgu skolah untuk sesi motivasi untk 5 buah skolah kat trgganu...x sangka walaupun dah setahun x buat sesi tour, aku masih diingati...tapi nmpaknya rezeki tue terpaksa ditolak sebab programmnya awal januari dan disebabkan kerja jaksa dan triad posting yang tidak mengizinkan, terpaksalh menolak dengn baik...tapi InsyaAllah, klau ade kelapangan di waktu lain, aku terima....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disebabkan itu, aku dah janji nak postkan sedikit perkongsian yang boleh dikongsi bersama adik-adik yang aku kira senasib dengan aku...yang mana bersekolah harian biasa yang mempunyai banyak kelemahan dari sudut sistem dan keperluan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, mind set itu penting, kerana setinggi mana pun kita melompat, ke bumi yang sama juga kita jatuh..disebabkan itulah sir isaac newton terkenal dengn teori gravitinya...apa yang dimaksudkan dengan kata-kata di atas...disebabkan konsep pendidikan negara terdapat perbezaan dari sudut sistem sekolah berasrama penuh, mrsm, skolah primer, sekolah agama, dan sekolah harian, jadi seringkali ia dijadikan alasan oleh pelajar bgi ketidakpuasan atau ketidak-cemerlangan mereka di dalam peperiksaan....maksud 'setinggi mana pun kita melompat' itulah yang memberikan gambaran yang kita semua memng berbeza dari sistem persekolahan, tetapi ' ke bumi yang sama juga kita jatuh', maksudnya apapun kecermerlangan itu bergantung pelajar kerana setiap pelajar spm mengambil 10 subjek begitu juga dengan pelajar pmr mengambil 8 subjek, jdi tidak terdapat alasan yang boleh disalahkan sekiranya seseorang pelajar itu tidak cemerlang dalam peperiksaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TRYoA9YAJoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/WDL9tM9MI0Y/s1600/challenge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TRYoA9YAJoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/WDL9tM9MI0Y/s400/challenge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554671187348432514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1) tetapkan matlamat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setiap pelajar perlu ada matlamat. ya, memang bunyinya besar, jadi kita permudahkan skopnya...setiap pelajar mesti mempunyai niat untuk belajar....persoalannya adalah, kenapa kita kene belajar??? ada pelajar fikir belajar nie penting untuk masa depan yang terjamin..ada kerana mahu lulus dengan cemerlang..ada juga kerana mahukan kerja yang bagus dan yang menyedihkan kiranya ada pelajar yang belajar kerana paksaan ibu bapa...bagus kiranya ada yang berpendapat belajar untuk masa depan dan keputusan peperiksaan yang cemerlang tetapi bagi muslim, belajar itu satu fardhu ain, maksudnya ia ibadah yang diwajibkan..kerana apa, kerana dengan ilmulah manusia mampu melakukan segala-galanya...pernahkah setiap pelajar terfikir bagaimana ilmu sains itu dijumpai, ilmu matematik diterokai ataupun ilmu apa sekalipun ada sehingga masa kini...kerana para ilmuwan dahulu tidak memikirkan untuk pepriksaan atau masa depan yang cemerlang tetapi matlamat dan niat untuk mengetahui sebab di sebalik setiap kejadian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berbalik kepada matlamat, setiap dari pelajar mesti memulakan hidup dengan matlamat dan niat. jadi setkan niat anda apabila berada di dalam kelas..mulakan dengan bacaan doa untuk keberkatan dan teruskan dengan niat...memadai dengan niat untuk mempelajari ilmu baru, insyaAllah, anda akan mendapat banyak kelebihan...dengan niatlah, sekiranya seseorang pelajar itu 'confused' dengan sesuatu, dia akan terus bertanya kepada cikgunya...kerana ape??? kerana niatnya untuk belajar ilmu baru, jadi perasaan malu secara automatik akan hilang...ingat perasaan malu untuk bertnya itulah penghalang untuk seseorng untuk belajar....apabila itu setkan nia untuk seminggu, senaraikan topic2 yang ingin dipelajari, tidak perlulah seminggu itu diniatkan untuk mempelajari satu buku teks...memadai dengan 5 tajuk....ikut kepada keperluan..ingat belajar juga perlukan keperluan bukan kehendak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TRYoTLFi8bI/AAAAAAAAAZE/IcXnx380iHA/s1600/goal-objective-setting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TRYoTLFi8bI/AAAAAAAAAZE/IcXnx380iHA/s400/goal-objective-setting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554671500266762674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa ramai pelajar mudah putus asa??? kerana setiap kali mempelajari sesuatu mereka mudah meletakkan niat atau matlamat yang tinggi untuk mereka, jadi sekiranya mereka tidak berjaya mencapainya, mereka akan mudah kecundang dan kecewa...memang bagus untuk meletakkan niat yang tinggi tapi kan lebih elok kiranya, niat yang diletakkan itu biar bersederhana tetapi tercapai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selepasa itu, simpankan niat untuk jangka 2 tahun dari sekrang...sekiranya, pelajar pmr..apakah yang dimatlamatkan untuk spm??sekiranya pelajar spm, apakh jurusan atau universiti pilihan?? disini saya ingin nasihatkan, jangan biarkan ibu bapa atau guru yang memilih untuk anda..pilihan yang dibuat biarlah dibuat oleh anda sendiri tapi dibantu oleh mereka...disebabkan itu saya meletakkan tempoh 2 tahun, supaya penilaian itu dibuat bukan berdasarkan pengalaman sehari, semnggu tetapi berdasrkan penilaian yang lama supaya bersesuaian dengan individu....ingat matlamat ini akan mencorakkan siapa anda di masa depan...jadi ingt, setipa perkara itu bermula dengan niat dan matlamat...mmng ia boleh berubah tpi pastikan yang niat dan matlamat itu penting dan tetap supaya setiap dri kamu semua berusaha untuk mencapainya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: selepas nie akan sambung part 2.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-2514143363259417647?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2514143363259417647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/12/pelajar-cemerlang-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2514143363259417647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2514143363259417647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/12/pelajar-cemerlang-part-1.html' title='pelajar cemerlang part 1'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TRYoA9YAJoI/AAAAAAAAAY8/WDL9tM9MI0Y/s72-c/challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-5771697208252700613</id><published>2010-12-19T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T12:38:29.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another page of my supervisor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQ2L5D8M-9I/AAAAAAAAAYw/QJFDj93aM_k/s1600/17122010329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQ2L5D8M-9I/AAAAAAAAAYw/QJFDj93aM_k/s400/17122010329.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552247728044309458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti biasalah...selepas abis posting, aku selalu citer psal supervisor aku..kali nie lepas posting ent, aku diassigned kan kepada prof klinikal dr abdullah sani, seorang pakar ent dan head and neck surgery yang dikenali seluruh malaysia malah dunia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengenali prof sani (nama ringkasan yng med stud bgi) mmg menyeronokkan...lagi2 dia sedikit 'gila-gila' yang mana menyebabkan rmai student seronok bile bersama dia...dia salah seorang professor di ent department...menjadi ketua jabatan selama 8 thun sebelum berundur mnjadi prof dan pensyrah kanan...kepakaran dalam bhgian laryng dan OSA..dia seorang yang sangat dihormati bukan sahaja kerana pengalamnnya tpi juga kepakarannya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku beruntung sebenarnya, kerana sebelum nie, selalunya kumpulan bwah dia selalunya hanya ppuan...hahaha..kelakar....kerana dia lah, aku rasa seronok kat ent...dia bnyak mengajar bukan dalam bidang kepakaran dia..tapi juga tentang pngalaman hidup dan bgaimana nak jadi doktor yang baik...hahah..mcm moto yang dia slalu ckp...ent is 'easy no tension'..haha...seronok blaja anatomy daripda dia...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila bersama patient...memang sronok...prof sani bnyak memudahkan patient dan meletakkan patient priority sebgai yang pertama....dan tidak seperti kebnyakkan pensyarah, prof bnyak menyelitkan mini lecture di dalam clinic bersama kami, student2 yang ketndusan ilmu...sronok sngt sbab bukan senang nak cri prof yang snggup luangkan lebih masa dalam nak tgok patient sekaligus nak ajar kami...thanks prof, u r the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang paling menarik..semngat mengajarnya sehingga kedalam dewan bedah...kitorng terpksa bertukar jadual sbb kene ikut jadual ot prof..dalam ot pulak prof selalu ajar kami psal anatomy dan jenis2 surgery yang slalu dilakukan kt ppukm...tapi yang paling aku salut skali adalah, sebelum prof memulakan pembedahan, dia akan mengetuai bcaan doa...ya Allah, dsegala puji bagi Allah...terima kasih kerana masih ada ciri2 keislaman walaupun di dalam ot...thanks prof for peribadi yang baik lagi boleh dicontohi orng lain....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQ2KzXc94cI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Y48M0EoBrps/s1600/16122010325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQ2KzXc94cI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Y48M0EoBrps/s400/16122010325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552246530691162562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu sahaja kot..entry nie x termmpu nak cover ttng kesoronokan ent dan prof sani...hopefully dpt lagi prof mcm nie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-5771697208252700613?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/5771697208252700613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-page-of-my-supervisor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5771697208252700613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/5771697208252700613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-page-of-my-supervisor.html' title='another page of my supervisor'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQ2L5D8M-9I/AAAAAAAAAYw/QJFDj93aM_k/s72-c/17122010329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-697393395358327079</id><published>2010-12-17T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T00:55:37.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku terima nikahnya (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQznbJzq9uI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Ifjz7WFe7zQ/s1600/karikatur_famili1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQznbJzq9uI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Ifjz7WFe7zQ/s400/karikatur_famili1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552066894316107490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berasmbung dari post lepas....perkahwinan itu bermakna bermulalah sebuah perjalanan...dimana diketuai seorang ketua iaitu si suami tadi...kita dapat ambil pengajaran daripada sirah agung tentang keperibadian Rasullulah dan sahabat2 bukan sahaja terletak di medan perang malah kepimpinannya juga melalui pentadbiran sesebuah keluarga....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ekoran itu, suami atau ayah adalah ketua sebuah keluarga..bukan bermakna ia satu kuasa yang mutlak tetapi sebagai panduan dalam sesebuah keluarga...ibarat kompas dalam pelayaran..ibarat pelukis bersama kain putih....merekalah yang mencorakkan sesebuah keluarga....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si suami mestilah bertindak tegas dalam mendidik isteri dan anak2 dalam menjadi seorang muslim yang bertakwa...mereka mestilah bertindak dalam menasihati, mengajar malah menghukum sekiranya terdapat ahli keluarga yang melakukan kesalahan.....tapi pada zaman kini, kita dapat lihat yang mana suami tidak mengambil serius dalam mendidik keluarga mereka...si isteri dibiarkan keluar rumah tidak bertudung...anak lelaki dibiarkan hanyut dalam kehidupan 'remaja'nya yang tersendiri...anak perempuan pula tidak diendahkan kiranya di'usung' lelaki bukan muhrim....inikah contoh keluarga sempurna....??? persoalan ini timbul tatkala saya terbaca kembali sebuah novel lama karya penulis agung jordan yang dialih bahasakan "husband is a boundaries"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQznNTJJvfI/AAAAAAAAAYY/z3PE8omuTiQ/s1600/father-and-son-225x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQznNTJJvfI/AAAAAAAAAYY/z3PE8omuTiQ/s400/father-and-son-225x300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552066656303955442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa, bunyinya macam menakutkan tetapi tatkala sudah habis dibaca baru difahami apa yang ingin disampaikan oleh penulis...kerisauan yang berlaku apabila sesebuah keluarga dinakhodakan oleh si perempuan..saya di sini bukan ingin memprejudiskan kaum hawa, tetapi ada sebabnya kaum adam sahaja yang di angkat menjadi nabi dan rasul, ada sebabnya kaum adam sahaja yang diwajibkan berperang dan kaum adam yang perlu menjadi ketua keluarga....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kerana kaum adam itu dilahirkan dengan sembilan fikiran dan satu emosi..bermaksud dalam menegakkan sebuah kebenaran dan keadilan serta kewajipan Allah, kaum adam yang sebenarnya lebih layak....tetapi, kebanyakan keluarga kini diketuai oleh kaum hawa dlm diam...pendek kata, hasilnya kita dapat lihat dari keratan2 akhbar tentang keruntuhan akhlak, perkahwinan masa kini....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentadbir sesebuah keluarga ibarat memerintah negara....memang ia merdeka tetapi mempunyai garis hadnya...begitulah keluarga...apa maksudnya dengan negara yang merdeka tetapi mempunyai had?? bukankan merdeka itu bermaksud kita boleh melakukan apa sahaja??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tidak, sesbuah negara itu mempunyai had..undang2 lah hadnya...jika kita melakukan kesalahan, pihak berkuasa boleh menjatuhkan hukuman kepada kita...sebegitulah sebuah keluarga....si suami/ayah itulah yang perlu mengawal keluarganya..dalam erti kata lain mendidik keluarganya supaya hidup dalam dunia Islam yang berpegang kepada prinsip AlQuran dan Sunnah nabi....jika si isteri enggan memakai tudung, hukumilah dia...jika anak berkawan, pastikan kawannya itu adlah yang sesuai...bunyinya macam mengongkong tetapi itu sebenarnya yang perlu diamalkan untk melahirkan sebuah keluarga yang harmoni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi si suami pula jangan ambil mudah...penuhkan lah dada dengan ilmu pengetahuan supaya dapat mendidik keluarga...bukan senang nak membentuk keluarga yang beriman dan bertakwa tapi ia tidak mustahil...jangan pula kuasa disalahgunakan...gunalah keluarga sebagai medan kita belajar membentuk diri kita dan keluarga dalam menjadi Islam yang lebih bertakwa&lt;div 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hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQznbJzq9uI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Ifjz7WFe7zQ/s72-c/karikatur_famili1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-7117466750059549541</id><published>2010-12-12T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T16:34:33.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku terima nikahnya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQSIsqqFZoI/AAAAAAAAAYM/MZmnWlw3iUU/s1600/sarung-cincin-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQSIsqqFZoI/AAAAAAAAAYM/MZmnWlw3iUU/s400/sarung-cincin-.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549710941773719170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, tjuk yang menarik perhatian..kalau x silap tajuk buku pertama saiful islam pun nie kan..cuma kali ini rasa nak berkongsi sedikit tentang alam perkahwinan (otak dah terjebak dengan idea2 nie sejak akhir2 nie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aku terima nikahnya,......,dengan mas kahwinnya,......,tunai" maka termeterailah ikatan yang menghalalkan si adam dan hawa...bagi ibu bapa kedua belah pihak, hidup mereka seakan telah sempurna apabila si teruna dan dara dapat disatukan...malah kegembiraan mereka mungkin berpnjangan memandangkan segala yang mereka korbankan selama ini telah menunjukkan hasil....namun bagi si teruna dan dara, perjalanan baru sahaja bermula....andai, destinasi mereka adalah kematian, ia ibarat langkah pertama....tanpa disedari, kian masa berubah, kian berbeda corak perkhwinan diertikan.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perkahwinan bukanlah suatu kewajipan...ia hanyalah cara untuk mengumumkan kepada umum tentang si teruna dan dara telah disatukan...yang wajib adalah akad nikah..yang mana dalm Islam, ia merupakan kewajipan...seperti mana kita tahu, Islam agama yang bersih dan mementingkan kebersihan...akad nikah ibarat pembersihan dua jiwa dari sebrang kemaksiatan dan penzinaan yang mana boleh menarik mereka ke lembah neraka.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bak kata Datuk Fadzillah Kamsah, lelaki dan perempuan itu dilahirkan dan dijadikan tidak sempurna..ia bukan kerana Allah menjadikan ia sedemikian rupa tapi makna disebalik kejadian itu yang perlu difikirkan...lelaki dan perempuan dijadikan untuk kesempurnaan masing2..yang mana lelaki itu melengkapi perempuan dan perempuan itu melengkapi lelaki. ibarat Khadijah melengkapi Rasulullah S.A.W dan baginda melengkapi khadijah..begitu juga Ali dan Fatimah, Hajar dan Ibrahim, Nabi Daud dan isterinya malah Adam dan Hawa sekalipun dijadikan atas konsep ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malah menurut kejadian, Hawa dijadikan dari tulang rusuk Adam (kiri atau kanan, itu tidak pula diketahui).yang mana kalau dari sudut perubatannya, rusuk sebelah kanan dekat di hati dan sebelah kiri dekat di jantung..menunjukkan yang perempuan itu dijadikan untuk sentiasa menyokong dan mengasihi lelaki dan lelaki pula perlulah melindungi mereka, bukan dijunjung mereka di kepala bagai permaisuri dan bukan pula di kaki sebagai hamba......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQSITrjlp4I/AAAAAAAAAYE/CzSYBsm7aCI/s1600/perkahwinan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TQSITrjlp4I/AAAAAAAAAYE/CzSYBsm7aCI/s400/perkahwinan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549710512518178690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berbalik kepada masa kini, seurai sudah tali perkahwinan itu, maka bermulalah episod sebuah perjalanan..perkongsian hidup bukan bermaksud berkongsi baik dan buruk sahaja, malah sama2 cuba membantu pasangan masing2 berubah ke arah kebaikan...masa kini, kita lihat banyak penceraian yang terjadi..bukan alasan yang kononnya tiada jodoh, tetapi golongan zaman kini memandang perkahwinan itu ibarat sesuatu ilusi semata2...perkahwinan dicorakkan dengan kasturi supaya terus indah, tetapi maniskah hidup andai sedikit pengorbanan tidak diuji??? sebaliknya, zaman kini, mereka yang bercerai berai bertindak sedemikian rupa kerana mahu lari daripada masalah, lari dari tanggungjwab....tidakkan mereka sedar yang ijab dan kabul yang dilafazkan itu bukan lah tanda zahir semata2...tetapi sebagai tanda simbolik, yang mana..." ya Allah, aku terima perempuan ini untuk menjadi isteriku supaya aku dapat menjaganya dan menjadikan dia isteri, anak, dan ibu yang solehah dan supaya aku dapat dikasihi dan diubahnya menjadi suami, anak dan bapa yang soleh".....tidakkan itu sebenarnya hikmah dari ijab dan kabul....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kini, semua hanya pandai melafazkannya sahaja tanpa mengerti yang perkahwinan bukan sesuatu yang zahir sahaja, tetapi sesuatu yang mana ibarat kapal yang berlayar, tidakkah susah andai hanya kapten sahaja yang berlayar tanpa anak kapalnya......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lihat, yang mana Khadijah tinggalkan kekayaan dan kesenangan semata-mata untuk bersama suaminya tercinta...sangguo berlapar selama setahun hany kerana kerpercayaan yang utuh kepada suaminya...kini, bila suami balik lewat malam sikit, " haa, abang pergi mana lewat balik...ade perempuan lainlah tue??"...kan manis kiranya kalau suami yang baru balik seharian bekerja, disambut dengan senyuman manis, air yang menghilangkan dahaga....itulah sebuah perkahwinan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si suami pula, andai isteri baik, jangan pula diambil peluang...isteri juga manusia biasa, perlukan kasih sayang dan teman..apa salahnya ambil cuti untk bersama2 isteri...melayan kerenahnya walaupun seketika...ingatlah, dialah yang menyediakan makan, minum, pakaian dan membesar dan mangsuh anak2 kita.....andai dileterinya sekali sekala, anggap sahaja ia pahit dalam kemanisan sebuah perkahwinan..leteran tue sebenarnya tanda ingin bercerita...jadi bagilah senyuman..kerna pahit itulah manis dalam perkahwinan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: continue lain kali...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-7117466750059549541?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/7117466750059549541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/12/aku-terima-nikahnya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/7117466750059549541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/7117466750059549541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/12/aku-terima-nikahnya.html' title='aku terima nikahnya'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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ruangan nie...sibuk sikit sejak akhir2 nie..almaklumlah, semester semakin hmpir ke penghujungnya dan aku pulak banyak lagi yang x bca...ditambah lagi sem nie kene free from failed sbb dah ade satu beban peads kat bahu...nie dah minggu ke-2 aku kat ent...hhaha..saja nak introduce kesibukan aku walaupun xde kene mngena ngan tajuk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam 2-3 minggu nie, banyak betul undangan kahwin....kawan2 lama pun ade...kawan2 dari med school pun ade....x sangka kan..sekejap je, tetiba kwan2 dah pun memasuki alam atau fasa hidup baru....dan aku juga masih di sini..berperangai macam budak2 lgi...kalau difikir2 blik, mmg ptut pun aku dah start berperangai mcam orang dewasa...dah 22 thun kot bukannya budak kecik lagi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minggu lepas ada kwan telefon, dia nak kenalkan aku dngn kawan wife dia..seperti biasa lah, aku tolak  secara baik...bukan memilih tapi kadang2 sedar gak sape diri ni (chewah, humble rupanya aku nie)...dalam dok kitorng bersembang tue, dia x abis2 bercerita psal anak dia..dah 4 thun umurnya...alamak, aku dah ade anak buah kot..mmber yang dok gelak2 masa kt hostel, buat kerja2 bodoh dan gile (elok untuk umum, aku x citerkan) dah berumahtangga dan dah ada anak pun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, umi (mak angkat aku) ada called, katanya nak kenalkan aku dngn anak buah dia...doktor jugak...haha..alhamdulillah, murah rezeki aku...hahah..tapi ntahlah, kalau tgok kwan2 kahwin, mmg tergerak jugak hati nak cari dan memulakan langkah ke 'masjid' tue tapi kalau pikir balik, aku x nak lah kahwin sbb semua orng kahwin, mmg lah mati x tau bile, tpi aku hrap sngat biarlah dpt berbakti pda mak aku dlu...dari kecik kot, mak aku tue korbankan segala-galanya kat aku...thanks mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang kelakarnya, asyik orng lain je nak crikan jodoh untk aku, bila aku usik mak aku, dia xde pulak kata nak cri..dlu ade jugk dia tnya, anak2 kawan dia ada tnya....tapi aku tau, mak aku nie bukan jenis suka paksa2 aku...dia kata terpulanglah pda aku...so mungkin dah 22 thun hidup nie aku nak set mind yang insyaAllah, aku akan cari jodoh sebelum 26 thun dan klau ada izinnya sebelum tue lgi dah kahwin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, gile punya perancangan tpi mmg ptut pun dah plan....dah 22 thun..bukan waktu untk enjoy tpi wktu untk berfikir psal masa depan....so, nie mind set aku...hrap2 dapat kotakan...doakan aku semua...amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: semoga aku dikurniakan wanita sebaik fatimah, setabah siti hajar, sebijak siti aisyah dan yang penting sekuat dan penyayang bak khadijah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-1781064209058013505?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1781064209058013505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-3582688661127132485</id><published>2010-11-21T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T00:46:57.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pengajaran dari sebuah pengorbanan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TOf7Spcrd0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/P5RdaBb5I5s/s1600/61.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TOf7Spcrd0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/P5RdaBb5I5s/s400/61.2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541674164285044546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari raya aidil adha baru je berlalu...bila menjelangnya sambutan hari raya aidl adha...ramai daripada kita mengingati kisah penyembelihan nabi ibrahim ke atas anakandanya nabi ismail...namun tanpa disedari kita sering melupakan yang setiap daripada kejadian yang dirancang oleh Allah yang maha Esa mempunyai seribu isian tersirat untuk kita ungkai...bila mengingatkan hal seperti ini, menyebabkan aku berfikir dan teringat kembali huraian menarik sebuah buku semasa di sekolah menengah...buku kisah agung wanita Islam....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disebalik kisah pengorbanan Ismail dan Ibrahim..terselit kisah Siti hajar...isteri kedua nabi Ibrahim selepas Siti Sarah...perkahwinan mereka atas kehendak nabi Ibrahim untuk dikurniakn cahaya mata...setelah mengahwini Siti Hajar, nabi Ibrahim dikhabarkan dengan sebuah berita gembira apabila doanya untuk dikurniakan anak dimakbulkan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di sinilah bermulanya epilog sebuah pengorbanan wanita Islam....Siti Hajar dicemburui Siti Sarah disebabkan berita ini...jadi siti hajar dibawa Nabi Ibrahim ke sebuah tempat di tengah padang pasir dan ditinggalkan di sana...disinilah tapak Mekah sekrang (jika tidak silap..betulkan klau silap)....pengorbann pertama siti hajar apabila terpaksa ditinggalkan suami tercinta di tengah pdang tandus bersama anak kecil...tidak pernah dilawan pemergian Ibrahim walaupun sedih di atas pemergiannya...pengajaran pertamanya, tindakannya meredhai pemergian ini bukanlah menunjukkan kelemahannya....tapi menunjukkan betapa cekalnya hati seorang wanita...kekuatan hatinya dan jiwanya membesarkan seorang anak kecil di tengah2 padang pasir..betapa besar pengorbanannya kepada Ibrahim...mampukah wanita lain melakukannya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disebabkan desakan membesarkan anaknya, Ismail, Siti Hajar terpaksa mencari air untuk mengisi dahaga anaknya..maka berjalanlah Siti Hajar dari bukit Marwah dan safa...berulang alik sebanyak tujuh kali...itulah simbol keagungan cinta seorang ibu...tidak dihirau bahaya dan penat bagi memastikan anaknya membesar..signifikannya, Siti Hajar sanggup melakukan segala2nya untuk menjaga anaknya itu...namun persoalannya, apakah ada lagi wanita kini yang mampu untuk berkorban sedemikian rupa..mungkin bukanlah mencari air, namun melakukan apa sahaja supaya anak dibesarkan untuk menjadi Islam terbilang..jawapannya kita dapat lihat pada generasi masa kini...pembuangan anak, peningkatan masalah sosial...asuhan kini terletak kepada pengasuh..fizikalitinya....cuba bayangkan bertapa dalamnya cinta hajar kepada ismail..jika kini para jemaah haji melakukan perjalanan ini didalam tempat selesa dan ber'aircond'..hajar melakukannya di bwah tegak matahari..Masya Allah..besar pengorbanan wanita ini........mampukah wanita lain melakukannya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TOf7ZbtwdpI/AAAAAAAAAX0/QndFcY7oPRY/s1600/61.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TOf7ZbtwdpI/AAAAAAAAAX0/QndFcY7oPRY/s400/61.1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541674280857663122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekembalinya Ibrahim di samping mereka berdua, diturunkan perintah Allah supaya Ismail dikorbankan..pengorbanan fizikal ini memang menjadi sebutan umat Islam seluruh dunia..namun jangan dilupa jiwa seorang ibu dan isteri...perngorbanan emosi yang di alaminya tidak terbanding..namun dituruti tuntutan suami atas perintah Allah...jadi persoalannya sekrang berapa ramai wanita di luar sana menuruti perintah suami supaya mnutup aurat, menjaga perilaku, menuruti perintah Allah....tepuk dada, tanya diri masing2....Siti Hajar merelakan pengorbanan ini bukan tanda kekejamannya, namun tanda bertapa teguhnya kepercayaan dan kerendahan dirinya kepada Allah...mampukah wanita lain melakukannya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ulasan2 ini sedikit jika dibandingkan kisah sepanjang hidupnya...namun pengajarannya, belajarlah dari pengorbanan seorang wanita yang bergelar hamba Allah, isteri dan ibu darinya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: ulasan ini berdasarkan pembacaan dan jika terdapat kesilapan fakta, silalah betulkan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-3582688661127132485?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/3582688661127132485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/11/pengajaran-dari-sebuah-pengorbanan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3582688661127132485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3582688661127132485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/11/pengajaran-dari-sebuah-pengorbanan.html' title='pengajaran dari sebuah pengorbanan'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TOf7Spcrd0I/AAAAAAAAAXs/P5RdaBb5I5s/s72-c/61.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-2895347136009260212</id><published>2010-11-14T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T10:14:25.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cinta, remaja dan seks....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TN9C8n_P-eI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ig2fbRD2F7Q/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 161px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TN9C8n_P-eI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ig2fbRD2F7Q/s400/13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539219675982854626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kontroversi betul tajuknya..namun tanpa disedari...disebabkan perasaan malu untuk membincangkannya, remaja kita semakin hilang arah dalam mencari pengertian seks dan cinta...salah siapa?? disebabkan perasaan malu ini, kita membiarkan mereka mencari sendiri definisi dan tersilap langkah, kita lihat 'hasilnya' sekarang...seks rambang, pergaulan bebas, pembuangan bayi dan anak luar nikah...setiap pihak menunding jari menyalahkan remaja sedangkan kita tahu yang mereka adalah golongan yang masih lagi belajar mengenal kehidupan dan membesar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi salah siapa...ibu bapa?? kerajaan?? sistem pendidikan?? ustaz dan tok imam??...tiada siapa yang berani mengakuinya. namun sebenarnya ia bukanlah tugas 'satu tangan' untuk menanganinya...semua pihak perlu berganding bahu untuk mengatasi masalah ini dan tidak membiarkan remaja kita terus hanyut tanpa panduan...ingatlah remaja adalah tiang dan aset negara..mungkin sekarang kita tidak nampak kepentingannya...namun 20 tahun lagi, merekalah insan yang akan memimpin negara kita....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berbalik kepada persoalan kita, baru-baru ini pada hari selasa, 9hb 11 bertempat di CUCMS. satu talk telah disampaikan oleh, kalau tidak siapa lagi, prof harlina harlizah siraj..professor madya di jabatan obstretik dan ginekologi dan juga ketua jemaah wanita ikram malaysia..nama prof har bukanlah asing lagi kepada aku kerana dia merupakan ketua unit ppd dan merupakan salah seorang pensyarah di fakulti aku....kepetahan dan pengalaman yang bnyak membuatkan ceramah atau talk mahupun forum yang disampaikannya penuh berisi dan menarik..walaupun hari tue, aku baru balik dari hospital bahagia ulu kinta, aku tetap tidak mahu melepaskan peluang untuk mendengar ceramahnya. setibanya di ktdi pda jam 8.30 malam..dengan hanya sempat menukar baju, aku terus pergi ke cucms.. alhamdulillah, setiba di sana, talk baru bermula...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TN9DVagYzwI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CYFVpRuRNE8/s1600/prof%2Bhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TN9DVagYzwI/AAAAAAAAAXU/CYFVpRuRNE8/s400/prof%2Bhar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539220101860478722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof har memulakan talk dengan definisi remaja atau golongan awal dewasa...definisi ini perlu di'clarify'kan untuk memastikan kita tidak lari dari tajuk talk kita...malah lebih menarik apabila membincangkan isu kematangan, antara biologikal atau geometrikal waktu...setiap pada kita mungkin tahu yang kematangan manusia sering dilihat dari sudut berapa usianya..namun secara peribadi, aku drpd dulu menganggap, kematangan manusia bergantung kepada cara dia berfikir...cara dia membuat keputusan...cara dia belajar dari pengalaman hidup..salah satu sebab kenapa aku berfikir sedemikian kerana dari dulu kebanyakan kawan2 menganggap aku tidak matang kerana berperangai sprti kanak2...ingt kematangan cara berfikir bukan dipengaruhi oleh cara perwatakan mereka...dan dari thun ke thun..berkenalan dengan kawan2 baru menajdikan aku semakin yakin dengan pendapat aku...kebnyakan kawan2 aku beperangai seperti budak2 namun tiba masa bila mereka perlu membuat keputusan tentang hidup, diri, keluarga, pelajran, kerjaya..mereka berubah menjadi 'orang lain'..ini kerana corak pemikiran mereka adalah berdasarkan pengalaman hidup mereka....jadi secara definisinya, kematangan seseorang manusia sangat subjektif dan tidak dapat dibuat ukuran...malah, dari kupasan prof har..kebnyakan pihak melepaskan tangan dlam isu remaja dan pendidikan seks adalah keran mereka berpendapat remaja adalah golongan yang telah matang sedangkan kematangan seseorang tiada 'guide point' untuk ditentukan....sebagai buktinya, rmai remaja kita terlibat dengan seks rambang dan seks sebelum perkahwinan...ini adalah bukti kukuh menunjukkan mereka sebenrnya tidak matang dalam menentukan yang betul dan salah..yang hak dan batil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TN9DnufjfjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/NeCyDmeOhQ8/s1600/sex%2Beduxation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TN9DnufjfjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/NeCyDmeOhQ8/s400/sex%2Beduxation.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539220416463339058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam menyentuh topik ini lagi, prof har turut membincangkan isu pergaualan antara lelaki dan perempuan...sebagai seorang muslim, terdapat beberapa garis panduan dalam membataskan pergaulan antara lelaki dan perempuan...ia bukanlah menunjukkan konkongan dan kekejaman islam, tapi sebagai bukti islam sangat memelihara setiap insan...Allah menjadikan lelaki dan perempuan kerana sebab yang tersurat dan tersirat.....dan ia merupakan bukti bahawa Allah mengetahui bahawa kejadian manusia itu adalah secara berpasangan dan dalam membentuk sesebuah perhubungan, maruah dan harga diri amat penting......malah keterbatasan ini menjadikan seseorang itu lebih besar harga dirinya dan bermaruah hidupnya...dan sebagai manusia yang boleh berfikir, ia membolehkan kita mengetahui betapa berharganya diri mereka...tapi untuk meberi guide line ini, aku bukanlah orang terbaik untuk membincangkannya..jadi untuk mengetahui lebih lanjut, bolehlah dirujuk buku2 agama dan orng2 yang lebih pakar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TN9DgNJ0l_I/AAAAAAAAAXc/Qn6jeY2JvYs/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TN9DgNJ0l_I/AAAAAAAAAXc/Qn6jeY2JvYs/s400/12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539220287254730738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalam mengupas isu ini juga, prof har tidak lari dalam membincangkan isu couple yang semakin menjadi-jadi di negara kita terutamanya dalam masyarakat Islam yang mementingkan pergaulan dan keterbatasan...bagi menjawap persoalan ini, prof har berkata yang mereka ini adalah golongan yang emotional need fulfill...jadi as solution, the best time is in growing part to educate them and make sure mereka bersedia dari sutu emosinya....jadi tanggungjwab ini terletak kepada ibu bapa dan sistem pendidikan mereka...mereka tersesat bukan kerana mereka meminta sedemikian rupa tetapi mereka tidak mempunyai panduan yang betul dalam mencari erti perhubungan. jadi disebabkan tuntutan emosi yang tidak matang mereka terjebak dalam masalah sosial yang menjadikan mereka lebih jauh dari kawalan...lebih teruk lagi semua pihak menyalahkan mereka disebabkan masalah ini sedangkan golongan2 yang telah matang dan berpengalaman tidak mengambil inisiatif untuk membantu mereka dalam mencari pengertian ini....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof har sudahi talknya dengan pesanan ayahanda kesayangannya....pesanan yang disampaikan berdasarkan surah an-nur (kalau tak silap)...firman Allah yang mengatakan setiap lelaki yang baik untuk perempuan yang baik, dan perampuan yang baik adalah untuk lelaki yang baik, dan sebaliknya...jadi dalam usaha mencari penyeri hidup dan pelengkap jiwa yang baik, latihlah diri menjadi insan yang lebih baik...dan jangan takut dan risau kerana jodoh itu janji Allah dan tiada siapa yang lebih mengetahui dan berkuasa melainkan Allah dalam menentukan jodoh yang terbaik untuk kita.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: alhamdulillah, mengharapkan diri ini mendapat 'Siti Khadijah' sebagi makmum dalam melayari hidup...jadi perlu berusaha untuk menjadi sebaik 'Muhammad'..insyaallah...semoga sama2 kita renungkan dan terus belajar dalam melayari kehidupan....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-2895347136009260212?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/2895347136009260212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/11/cinta-remaja-dan-seks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2895347136009260212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/2895347136009260212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/11/cinta-remaja-dan-seks.html' title='cinta, remaja dan seks....'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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daripadanya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lahirnya diri di muka bumi ini dengan kalimah syahadah yang tertera di hati..berlaungkan azan di telinga kanan dan iqamah di telinga kiri......lahir dalam keluarga islam besar ganjarannya....itulah cinta pertama aku.....Allah kurniakan nikmat Islam kepada hamba yang lemah ini.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;membesar dengan ibu bapa yang berpendapatan sederhana, tinggal di kwasan yang agak hulu, sekolah biasa yang tidak dikenali namun masih lagi mampu makan, minum dan berpakaian seperti orang lain...mampu membaca mengira, menulis seperti orang lain....itulah cintaNYA, Allah kurniakannya tanpa mengira waktu......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saat aku susah, sedih, sendirian, sunyi...Allah kurniakan aku ibu dan ayah, adik dan kakak sebagai peneman.....sesungguhnya cinta Allah pda hambanya ini tidak berkesudahan....di saat genting, kehilangan ayah kerana dijemputnya, air mata ini menitis kegembiraan kerana Dia mematikan abah dalam keislamannya....Alhamdullilah, segala puji bagi Pencipta Yang Maha Esa, Maha Agung......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kehilangan ayah di usia muda, membuatkan kadang kala hati ini berbisik untuk berhenti mencuba dan berusaha...namun dibisikkan hatiku olehNya supaya terus mencari dan mencari kerna dunia ini sementara dan akhiratlah jawpannya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA ALLAH, terima kasih atas cintamu kepada hamba yang sering lupa dan alpa ini.....hidupkan dan matikanlah aku dalam rahmat dan berkatmu.....amin.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-1959102744744861933?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/1959102744744861933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;Across the water across the deep blue ocean&lt;br /&gt;Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I hear you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I feel your whisper across the sea&lt;br /&gt;I keep you with me in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You make it easier when life gets hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know how long it takes&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a love like this&lt;br /&gt;Every time we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had one more kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you I promise you, I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky we're in love in every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm sailing through the sea&lt;br /&gt;To an island where we'll meet&lt;br /&gt;You'll hear the music fill the air&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a flower in your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the breezes through trees&lt;br /&gt;Move so pretty you're all I see&lt;br /&gt;As the world keeps spinning 'round&lt;br /&gt;You hold me right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky we're in love in every way&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh, ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: im lucky to have you as my best friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3122515549049596944-3369238929725630766?l=izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/feeds/3369238929725630766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/10/lucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3369238929725630766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3122515549049596944/posts/default/3369238929725630766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzudinhafiz.blogspot.com/2010/10/lucky.html' title='lucky'/><author><name>izzudin hafiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16158287710763859832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/SgVsiZGxoyI/AAAAAAAAADA/zQD7OaMn9KE/S220/DSC00052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122515549049596944.post-3812112801894111499</id><published>2010-10-21T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T03:31:24.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kisah suami dan isteri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TMHmQnkj3AI/AAAAAAAAAW8/3wueGoFsA1s/s1600/3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TMHmQnkj3AI/AAAAAAAAAW8/3wueGoFsA1s/s400/3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530954990562302978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G82du-k1UuI/TMHmQdimJ1I/AAAAAAAAAW0/ucIqQ-jAF_Q/s1600/canvas.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10
