<?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-6332989</id><updated>2012-01-01T20:45:26.916+08:00</updated><category term='holiday'/><title type='text'>[my mind ramblings]</title><subtitle type='html'>=a peek into my mind and life=</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-4618590653880117871</id><published>2009-03-23T22:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:33:48.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get well soon</title><summary type='text'>While I was on the phone, talking to my mom tonite; I got a call from an unknown number. Decided not to answer, as my mom was talking excitedly about the renovation to our house in JB.20 mins later, still on the phone; the same number called. And my hunch told me to answer it, as I felt weird the first time not answering it. Turned out, it was Am, my best friend's bro who called. What he told me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/4618590653880117871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=4618590653880117871' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/4618590653880117871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/4618590653880117871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2009/03/get-well-soon.html' title='Get well soon'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-5016000559760097812</id><published>2009-03-22T10:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:22:47.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Along!</title><summary type='text'>"A sister is one of the nicest things you can have,and one of the best things you can be"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/5016000559760097812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=5016000559760097812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/5016000559760097812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/5016000559760097812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-along.html' title='Happy Birthday Along!'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-4071899033755490528</id><published>2009-01-04T19:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:17:45.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>... and the holiday ends</title><summary type='text'>Ahh, last day of long holiday and tomorrow back to the dreaded office. Not saying I don't like my work, it's just that the atmosphere (literally) of the office kinda make one nausea.Didn't really go anywhere for the so called long holiday. Went back to JB, spent all the days there without really doing anything significant. Met Yunos, he's back for a while from Jeddah. And also chaffeuring my mom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/4071899033755490528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=4071899033755490528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/4071899033755490528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/4071899033755490528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-holiday-ends.html' title='... and the holiday ends'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-3889159237877631892</id><published>2009-01-01T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T17:52:12.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year?</title><summary type='text'>new year is today? for me, it's just another day. the real new year was 4 days ago (29th dec).it's been 2 year since i last updated this blog. well, maybe this time i'll update more often. new year resolution? nope ... maybe i just have nothing else better to do. ahahaanyway, happy new year to those who are celebrating it. and salam maal hijrah to all muslim, not too late i hope.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/3889159237877631892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=3889159237877631892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/3889159237877631892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/3889159237877631892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='new year?'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-116666374813688396</id><published>2006-12-21T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T09:15:48.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Adik</title><summary type='text'>On your birthday I wish you much pleasure and joy,I hope all of your wishes come true,May each hour and minute be filled with delight,And your birthday be perfect for you!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/116666374813688396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=116666374813688396' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/116666374813688396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/116666374813688396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-adik.html' title='Happy Birthday Adik'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-116044804340258941</id><published>2006-10-10T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T10:40:43.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mama</title><summary type='text'>It’s your birthday, Mom.So I will raise a cheer.For without you, wondrous person,I would not be here.   Yes, I owe it all to you, Mom.From the time that I was small,You encouraged me in everything,And tried not to let me fall.   Throughout my life your caring,Brightened each and every minute.You loved me and enriched my life,And I’m so glad to have you in it!Happy Birthday Mama, love you!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/116044804340258941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=116044804340258941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/116044804340258941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/116044804340258941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-mama.html' title='Happy Birthday Mama'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-115439417709875147</id><published>2006-08-01T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T09:03:03.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♪ the gathering - travel</title><summary type='text'>Melodic stanzasare symphonizing their waythrough your weary headTo feed your distrustAnd fill it's mouth with the desireto soulfully be one with your creationNot a subject to controlyou call upon a higher powerfor help and inspirationThe crowd waitsand turns their facestowards you expectantlyyou give them what they needBut their useless criticismmakes you diea bit more insideNot a subject to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/115439417709875147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=115439417709875147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/115439417709875147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/115439417709875147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/08/gathering-travel.html' title='♪ the gathering - travel'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-115387396821499903</id><published>2006-07-26T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T08:32:48.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ami+zihah</title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/115387396821499903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=115387396821499903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/115387396821499903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/115387396821499903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/07/amizihah.html' title='ami+zihah'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-115387385585909280</id><published>2006-07-26T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T08:30:55.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me+mama+adik+zihah+ami</title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/115387385585909280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=115387385585909280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/115387385585909280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/115387385585909280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/07/memamaadikzihahami.html' title='me+mama+adik+zihah+ami'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-115387366931100656</id><published>2006-07-26T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T08:27:49.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging bridge langkawi</title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/115387366931100656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=115387366931100656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/115387366931100656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/115387366931100656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/07/hanging-bridge-langkawi.html' title='hanging bridge langkawi'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-115387339718082596</id><published>2006-07-26T08:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T08:23:17.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me little girl :P</title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/115387339718082596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=115387339718082596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/115387339718082596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/115387339718082596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/07/me-little-girl-p.html' title='me little girl :P'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114541155912813200</id><published>2006-04-19T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T09:52:39.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elucidate</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114541155912813200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114541155912813200' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114541155912813200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114541155912813200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/04/elucidate.html' title='elucidate'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114528939771796653</id><published>2006-04-18T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T12:42:52.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Isman</title><summary type='text'>  Happy Birthday IsmanMy wish is to get a birthday present this year. It's been quite some time since last received one ... pathetic! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114528939771796653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114528939771796653' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114528939771796653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114528939771796653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-birthday-isman.html' title='Happy Birthday Isman'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114520511519923675</id><published>2006-04-17T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:31:55.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeddah - Departure</title><summary type='text'>  Jeddah Airport - Haj Terminal, only operational during Haj season  With my newly bought jubah ... matrix!  Our merry troop waiting for our flight to Malaysia  My room mates, Farhan (left most) and Khairi (middle)  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114520511519923675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114520511519923675' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520511519923675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520511519923675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/04/jeddah-departure.html' title='Jeddah - Departure'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114520423691521906</id><published>2006-04-17T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:32:16.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madinah Munawwarah</title><summary type='text'>  Perkuburan Baqi' - Saidina Usman Al Affan, Saidatina Aishah and others Anbia'  Masjid Nabawi - Underneath the silver dome is the Raudhah, and underneath the green dome is maqam Rasulullah SAW, Saidina Abu Bakar As-Siddiq and Saidina Umar Al-Khattab  Me, freezing cold in front of Masjid Nabawi ... it's only 10AM  Me again, with my snow cap + big sweater + big pants ... just to keep warm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114520423691521906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114520423691521906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520423691521906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520423691521906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/04/madinah-munawwarah.html' title='Madinah Munawwarah'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114520375316304884</id><published>2006-04-17T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:09:13.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madinah Munawwarah - Ziarah</title><summary type='text'>  Masjid Quba' - "Barangsiapa yang berwudhu di rumahnya dan kemudian ia menuju ke masjid Quba' dan bersolat di dalamnya, pahalanya serupa dengan satu umrah yang sempurna"  Our little merry troop with the bus driver at a tamar plantation, eat all you can fresh tamar.  Jabal Uhud  Masjid Qiblatain - this is where the wahyu to change the qiblat (from Baitul Maqdis to Masjidil Haram) was sent to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114520375316304884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114520375316304884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520375316304884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520375316304884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/04/madinah-munawwarah-ziarah.html' title='Madinah Munawwarah - Ziarah'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114520339864621507</id><published>2006-04-17T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:03:18.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madinah Munawwarah - Masjid Nabawi</title><summary type='text'>  This was taken around 2AM and it was soooo cold, freezing!  Masjid Nabawi during the day ... I love Madinah!!!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114520339864621507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114520339864621507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520339864621507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520339864621507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/04/madinah-munawwarah-masjid-nabawi.html' title='Madinah Munawwarah - Masjid Nabawi'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114520323029937342</id><published>2006-04-16T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:00:30.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makkatul Mukarramah - Masjidil Haram</title><summary type='text'> My heart will go teary whenever I look at this pic, I miss this place so much ...  In front of Bab Al Fahd - one of the big entrance to Masjidil Haram. Just after this photo was taken, we're chased by a guard (no pics allowed!) ... so, larikkkkkkkkk!!!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114520323029937342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114520323029937342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520323029937342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520323029937342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/04/makkatul-mukarramah-masjidil-haram.html' title='Makkatul Mukarramah - Masjidil Haram'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114520293655981323</id><published>2006-04-16T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:55:36.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeddah - Ziarah</title><summary type='text'>  At the Qisas Mosque  Floating Mosque at the shore of Red Sea - with me mom  Me + my mom + my aunties ... our little group for Haj 2006  The Floating Mosque by the Red Sea, full of Indons! I felt like visiting Jakarta.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114520293655981323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114520293655981323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520293655981323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520293655981323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/04/jeddah-ziarah.html' title='Jeddah - Ziarah'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114520265881958053</id><published>2006-04-16T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:50:58.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ja'ranah - Miqat Umrah</title><summary type='text'>  With me mom @ Ja'ranah mosque. Rasullah's did his first umrah miqat here, and we did likewise. The umrah was done after I'd finished all my haji ibadah.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114520265881958053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114520265881958053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520265881958053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520265881958053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/04/jaranah-miqat-umrah.html' title='Ja&apos;ranah - Miqat Umrah'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114520248184682014</id><published>2006-04-16T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:48:01.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeddah - Arrival</title><summary type='text'>  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114520248184682014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114520248184682014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520248184682014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114520248184682014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/04/jeddah-arrival.html' title='Jeddah - Arrival'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114382129016512561</id><published>2006-03-31T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T00:42:24.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mina - Jamrah</title><summary type='text'>What do you do in Mina? There are 3 wajib haji that you'll do while staying in Mina for four days. Before that, here are the wajib hajiNiat ihram di miqat (you do this while in the plane unless you're from Madinah)Meninggalkan perkara larangan dalam ihram (there are 13 of them and you must not break any of them or else you'll have to pay dam)Mabit di Muzdalifah (spend the night in Muzdalifah)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114382129016512561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114382129016512561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114382129016512561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114382129016512561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/03/mina-jamrah.html' title='Mina - Jamrah'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114373376302440175</id><published>2006-03-30T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:49:23.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arafah + Mina</title><summary type='text'>  With mama at Arafah while waiting for the bus to Muzdalifah - Mina  The famed Muasseim tunnel - on our way to throw the first jamrah, Aqabah/Qubra on the 10th Zulhijjah  Mina at night, our group on our way to jamrah. We have to walk for about 7km from our tent in Muhassir to reach the jamrah area  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114373376302440175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114373376302440175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114373376302440175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114373376302440175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/03/arafah-mina.html' title='Arafah + Mina'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114295565448975830</id><published>2006-03-22T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:43:37.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Along!</title><summary type='text'>To my Sis,  On her birthday far away:  Maybe life will separate us,  Yet we'll always be best friends.  So may love, until life ends,  In joy or sorrow not forsake us,  Sunshine on the darkest day.  Though there's a frequency I miss,  Each breath of peace that fortune sends  Recalls a bond time can't betray</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114295565448975830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114295565448975830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114295565448975830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114295565448975830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday-along_22.html' title='Happy Birthday Along!'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114265717656949531</id><published>2006-03-18T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T12:46:16.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arafah II</title><summary type='text'> Sunset in Arafah, just before Maghrib After Maghrib, waiting for the bus to Muzdalifah, and then Mina Inside the tent in Arafah, during wuquf time  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114265717656949531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114265717656949531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114265717656949531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114265717656949531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/03/arafah-ii.html' title='Arafah II'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114105630426740247</id><published>2006-02-28T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T00:27:13.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arafah - Without it, no haj</title><summary type='text'>Why did I say like that? For all the others rukun in Haji, if you can't do it you can let others do it for you. But, for wuquf in Arafah, you have to be there yourself; soul and body. What do you there? Anything, you can sleep the whole day if you want. But be known, wuquf time is when the "pintu rahmat" is wide open and it is the time Allah is nearest to us. So, think yourself what you should do</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114105630426740247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114105630426740247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114105630426740247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114105630426740247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/02/arafah-without-it-no-haj.html' title='Arafah - Without it, no haj'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-114094227256509303</id><published>2006-02-26T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T17:15:34.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday update</title><summary type='text'>It's been almost 2 weeks I'm back here. Thank you to those who'd given me their well wishes.  Appreciate that. Started work last week however couldn't last the whole week. Strucked with fever on Thursday but only MC on Friday and here I am on Sunday afternoon still having the fever, subsiding though. With nothing to do, decided to change the blog layout, something dark yet peaceful looking ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/114094227256509303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=114094227256509303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114094227256509303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/114094227256509303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/02/sunday-update.html' title='Sunday update'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113990657098980793</id><published>2006-02-14T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T17:03:46.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah</title><summary type='text'>KLIA touched down @5:53AM 14 February 2006, from Jeddah 5:30PM 13 February 2006 (local time 10:30PM), thus end my holy journey ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113990657098980793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113990657098980793' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113990657098980793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113990657098980793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2006/02/alhamdulillah.html' title='Alhamdulillah'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113593227807265730</id><published>2005-12-30T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T16:44:38.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finale - my apology</title><summary type='text'>assalamualaikum warahmatullahiwabarakatuhin a few days time, my holy journey will start. I wanna apologize for the deeds done, words spoken, thoughts conjured and wishes yearned to any of you. i know i did lots of wrongful doing, intentionally or unintentionally, those came from my selfish, self-centered, no compromise being. i'm sorry for what i have done, please forgive mei'm sorry too for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113593227807265730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113593227807265730' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113593227807265730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113593227807265730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/12/finale-my-apology.html' title='finale - my apology'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113559755576634164</id><published>2005-12-26T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T19:45:56.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interlude IV - breaking the habit</title><summary type='text'>Memories consumeLike opening the woundI’m picking me apart againYou all assumeI’m safe here in my room(unless I try to start again)I don’t want to be the oneThe battles always choose‘Cause inside I realizeThat I’m the one confusedI don’t know what’s worth fighting forOr why I have to screamI don’t know why I instigateAnd say what I don’t meanI don’t know how I got this wayI know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113559755576634164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113559755576634164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113559755576634164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113559755576634164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/12/interlude-iv-breaking-habit.html' title='interlude IV - breaking the habit'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113533474895719942</id><published>2005-12-23T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T18:45:49.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interlude: of work and preparation</title><summary type='text'>Reached home 7AM this morning. Talk about duniawi ... this is the perfect example of that. Not going back to work today. Writting this while sitting outside my home enjoying my tea. Kinda relaxing too plus now and then cursing the wi-fi network that keeps dropping.In less than 10 days, the journey will begin. Reality check, which state I am in?? Still fighting the temptation in search for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113533474895719942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113533474895719942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113533474895719942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113533474895719942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/12/interlude-of-work-and-preparation.html' title='interlude: of work and preparation'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113500834965488752</id><published>2005-12-20T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T00:05:49.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interlude: Fantasi Barrino - Truth Is</title><summary type='text'>[Verse 1]Ran into an old friend yesterdayCaught me by surprise when he called my nameHe was a familiar face, from a chapter in my pastTalked for a while, asked him how it's beenSaid that he was seeing somebody andTold me this was gonna lastShowing me her photograph[Hook]And all the feelings that I thought were goneCame rushing back to me at onceTried to smile and hide the way I felt</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113500834965488752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113500834965488752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113500834965488752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113500834965488752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/12/interlude-fantasi-barrino-truth-is.html' title='interlude: Fantasi Barrino - Truth Is'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113500770262670779</id><published>2005-12-19T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T23:55:02.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prelude: of being honest to oneself</title><summary type='text'>Uncertainty led to confusion and misapprehension. The ebb and flow turned into tide swamping every single surface of self existence. Why? Why must it be this way? Did I ask for it? Do I have to just accept it and get on with my life? To continue living is to be honest to thyself. But if by being honest and accepting yourself, does it bring any assurance? This doubt lingering in mind, will it be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113500770262670779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113500770262670779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113500770262670779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113500770262670779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/12/prelude-of-being-honest-to-oneself.html' title='prelude: of being honest to oneself'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113397298944556251</id><published>2005-12-08T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T00:29:49.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awaiting morning</title><summary type='text'>ce:tapi sekarang..aku dah mutusin..nggak akan milih siapa-siapa..kayaknya aku lebih baik sendiri sekarang…dan ga akan bikin kamu sakit lagi…apa yang terjadi dengan hatimukumasih disini, menunggu pagiseakan letih, tak menggangkukau masih terjaga, menunggu pagi…ntah..kapan… malam.. berhenti..teman..pagi..masih..menunggu… pagi…oooooohhhhh…co:aku sayang sama kamu sejak aku disitu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113397298944556251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113397298944556251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113397298944556251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113397298944556251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/12/awaiting-morning.html' title='awaiting morning'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113310300177200381</id><published>2005-11-27T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T10:00:00.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O bloody O bladaa</title><summary type='text'>For 15 years I was made to believe I had B blood type until tonight when my blood test result was shown to me. I have O blood type ... the not-so universal donor group. Make me wonder how on earth those hospital people did the blood test when I was in school? I told people (when asked) I was B+ blood type even. But somehow, now I'm O+ and some adjustments have to be made to certain documents. Or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113310300177200381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113310300177200381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113310300177200381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113310300177200381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/11/o-bloody-o-bladaa.html' title='O bloody O bladaa'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113263142014716425</id><published>2005-11-22T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T11:50:20.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is the grass greener on the other side?</title><summary type='text'>You wouldn't know until you cross the divide. Go ahead and take the leap, the question now is WHEN???</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113263142014716425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113263142014716425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113263142014716425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113263142014716425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/11/is-grass-greener-on-other-side.html' title='Is the grass greener on the other side?'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113232696590824594</id><published>2005-11-18T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:16:05.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish i knew how to quit you</title><summary type='text'>... and so help me God</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113232696590824594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113232696590824594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113232696590824594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113232696590824594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-wish-i-knew-how-to-quit-you.html' title='i wish i knew how to quit you'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113163947203486679</id><published>2005-11-11T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T00:17:52.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelly Clarkson - Because Of You</title><summary type='text'>I will not make the same mistakes that you did I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery I will not break the way you did You fell so hard I've learned the hard way, to never let it get that far Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk Because of you I learned to play on the safe sideSo I don't get hurt Because of you I find it hard to trust Not only me, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113163947203486679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113163947203486679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113163947203486679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113163947203486679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/11/kelly-clarkson-because-of-you.html' title='Kelly Clarkson - Because Of You'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113138051730099978</id><published>2005-11-08T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T00:48:46.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me new haircut ... kueng3x</title><summary type='text'>Once upon a time ...Then it became like this ...And now ...New hair cut ... come December another new haircut, muehehehe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113138051730099978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113138051730099978' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113138051730099978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113138051730099978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/11/me-new-haircut-kueng3x.html' title='Me new haircut ... kueng3x'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113135224584769802</id><published>2005-11-07T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T16:30:45.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adibah Noor - Terlalu Istimewa</title><summary type='text'>Ku tatap gambar wajahmuSinar mata ituLirik senyumanmuPesona yang membelaiWajahmu bercahayaMemberi bahagiaTiap yang memandangHati jadi saljuKau terlalu istimewaKasih dan sayangmu terpancarSeikhlasTiada batasan terus membaraTerkilan rasa jiwaInginku lihatmu dewasaApa dayaTuhan lebih menyayangimuKu pasti kau berbahagiaDuduk di sampingNyaMendengar cerita Segala rahsiaTak </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113135224584769802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113135224584769802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113135224584769802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113135224584769802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/11/adibah-noor-terlalu-istimewa.html' title='Adibah Noor - Terlalu Istimewa'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-113094930085029174</id><published>2005-11-03T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T00:35:00.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid ul-Fitri</title><summary type='text'>Would like to wish everyone who knows me a Selamat Hari Raya, Maaf Zahir Batin if I ever did anything wrong to you. Halalkan makan minum and other things if you will. I'm celebrating raya for the first time in KL this year. The family will be here. Looking forward for a new experience in celebrating raya outside of JB. Have a nice holidays and come back safely to all of u. MuahhsssAda kalanya </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/113094930085029174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=113094930085029174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113094930085029174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/113094930085029174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/11/eid-ul-fitri.html' title='Eid ul-Fitri'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-112890936519961729</id><published>2005-10-10T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T09:56:05.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mama</title><summary type='text'>All my life you've been thereAny time and any whereWhen I was youngAnd even now that I am older.I have always knownYou've done the best you couldCircumstances change, lives changeBut family ties are strong.I want you to know how muchI respect what you have doneFor me, for others,And even for yourself.When problems knock you downYou just slowly, steadily,adjust your shouldersAnd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/112890936519961729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=112890936519961729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/112890936519961729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/112890936519961729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-birthday-mama.html' title='Happy Birthday Mama'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-112844058365598965</id><published>2005-10-04T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:43:06.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid Ramadhan Al-Mubarrak</title><summary type='text'>[my mind ramblings] would like to wish "Eid Ramadhan Al Mubarrak" to all Muslims around the world for this Ramadhan. Selamat Berpuasa and marilah tambahkan amal ibadah di bulan yang mulia ini.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/112844058365598965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=112844058365598965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/112844058365598965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/112844058365598965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/10/eid-ramadhan-al-mubarrak.html' title='Eid Ramadhan Al-Mubarrak'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-112680219221788823</id><published>2005-09-16T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T00:36:32.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sunset</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/112680219221788823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=112680219221788823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/112680219221788823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/112680219221788823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/09/sunset.html' title=''/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-112680204911367635</id><published>2005-09-16T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T00:34:09.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a lake</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/112680204911367635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=112680204911367635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/112680204911367635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/112680204911367635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/09/lake.html' title=''/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-112377567460025576</id><published>2005-08-11T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T23:54:34.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muehehehe</title><summary type='text'>best lak lagu nih ... teheheheSayup ku terdengar suaramuMemangilku sedar dari lenaMimpi yang terindah bersamamuUmpama tiada ungkapan perpisahanMungkin harapan yang telah terbinaSeakan pudar warnanya saat sekian lamanyaBila kau ucapkan air mata iniMembasahi pipiMampukah ku alunkan semua tawamuMenjadi melodi menemani dirikuDapatkah kita memahami jalinan suciApakah ertinya kasih sayang iniBerikanlah</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/112377567460025576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=112377567460025576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/112377567460025576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/112377567460025576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/08/muehehehe.html' title='muehehehe'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-112300974819232198</id><published>2005-08-03T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T03:09:08.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>()@#$*^*!@^$(^!@*(#$()&amp;</title><summary type='text'>arrgghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!1fuck this job ....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/112300974819232198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=112300974819232198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/112300974819232198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/112300974819232198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='()@#$*^*!@^$(^!@*(#$()&amp;'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111949024900461510</id><published>2005-06-23T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T15:00:30.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need for Green</title><summary type='text'>Was going through my wardrobe last nite when I realized, I don't have any proper shirt in green color. Made a mental note, the next shirt I'm gonna buy will be in green.Do you know that green is the easiest color on the eye and can improve vision? This color is the most calming color and can be said that it has no effect to the human nervous system. So if you wanna relax, try take a look at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111949024900461510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111949024900461510' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111949024900461510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111949024900461510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/06/need-for-green.html' title='Need for Green'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111828954343609086</id><published>2005-06-09T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T11:59:03.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Futsal tomorrow</title><summary type='text'>To all the usual dudes (u know who u are)Haris is planning for futsal session tomorrow nite. Time and place as usual, Segambut midnite. Who wanna join?? Leave ur comments pls.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111828954343609086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111828954343609086' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111828954343609086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111828954343609086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/06/futsal-tomorrow.html' title='Futsal tomorrow'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111813460216672044</id><published>2005-06-07T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T17:00:26.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy</title><summary type='text'>tired + sleepy + bored in the office ... and bad hair day, duhhh!!!yawn!! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111813460216672044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111813460216672044' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111813460216672044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111813460216672044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/06/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111804513733796902</id><published>2005-06-06T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T16:21:54.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of everything</title><summary type='text'>AF3Yeah, the commercial-laden so-called reality show is back. Well, kinda late to notice it, but hell ... i'm not a fanatic, so who cares anyway?. I'd prefer Malaysian Idol. Just happened to watch the first concert, it sucked big time! Only a few managed to sing well, the rest ... blah!! Not forgetting the staged-drama in the end, what a crap of bullshit. Perhaps ASTRO/MAESTRO (or whoever the one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111804513733796902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111804513733796902' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111804513733796902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111804513733796902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/06/bit-of-everything.html' title='A bit of everything'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111770046639473221</id><published>2005-06-02T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T16:23:24.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Metal Wish List</title><summary type='text'>these are some of metal releases in 2005 that i can't wait to get my hand on'em. most of'em received glowing reviewsGREEN CARNATION - the quiet offspringSENTENCED - the funeral albumKAMELOT - the black haloCANDLEMASS - candlemassPARADISE LOST - paradise lostnggrkkhhh ... when can i get streamyx connection at home? miss my leeching time back in my old company. buuhuhuhu ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111770046639473221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111770046639473221' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111770046639473221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111770046639473221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-metal-wish-list.html' title='My Metal Wish List'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111692349512097455</id><published>2005-05-24T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T16:31:35.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><summary type='text'>Friendship is like pissing in your pantsEveryone can see it, but only you can feel it's true warmthThank you for being the piss in my pantsLOL ROTFL</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111692349512097455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111692349512097455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111692349512097455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111692349512097455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/05/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111657359968191272</id><published>2005-05-20T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T15:23:11.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something for you to do</title><summary type='text'>Feeling bored in the office? You dunno what to do to amuse yourself? Well try this and lemme know if it works for u, it didn't for me. No matter how hard I tried ... hahaha!How smart is Your Right Foot?This is so funny that it will boggle your mind. And you will keep trying at least 50 more times to see if you can outsmart your foot, but you can't.   While sitting at your desk, lift your right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111657359968191272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111657359968191272' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111657359968191272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111657359968191272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/05/something-for-you-to-do.html' title='Something for you to do'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111640781756288140</id><published>2005-05-18T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T17:20:16.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the family</title><summary type='text'>Forgot to welcome latest addition to the family. So here it is, welcome to the family Nazihah. She's 4 months plus now. Her head was shaved last 2 weeks. Sadly, she won't have the opportunity to get to know her 'nyang'. Anyway, hugs+kisses for me lil princess ...  Pics were taken using my cameraphone, and somehow got reduced in size when sent through MMS. Damn Maxis!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111640781756288140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111640781756288140' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111640781756288140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111640781756288140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/05/welcome-to-family.html' title='Welcome to the family'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111600135678445895</id><published>2005-05-13T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T00:26:59.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My beloved Nek Besar</title><summary type='text'>My grandma passed away today, my japanese grandma. Yes, she's one of the reason I don't look like malay much. Mixed emotion now, sad + sorrow + desolate + dumbfounded + despair. One of my loved ones is now not with me anymore in this world ...She passed away peacefully around 11++ AM, I got the news around 12 when I was in the office. Rushed back to home, watery eyes in LRT but I just couldn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111600135678445895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111600135678445895' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111600135678445895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111600135678445895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-beloved-nek-besar.html' title='My beloved Nek Besar'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111594879377460945</id><published>2005-05-13T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T09:46:33.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low</title><summary type='text'>Watched the vidclip of this song last night on MTV ... suddenly felt mushy mushy. So here it is the lyricsEverybody's talkingBut they don't say a thingThey look at me with sad eyesBut I don't want the sympathyIt's cool you didn't want meSometimes you can't go backWhy'd you have to go and make a mess like thatI just have to sayBefore I let goHave you ever been lowHave you ever had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111594879377460945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111594879377460945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111594879377460945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111594879377460945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/05/low.html' title='Low'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111509622418054004</id><published>2005-05-03T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T12:57:04.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for .NET developer</title><summary type='text'>Hey all,My company is looking for people equipped with skills in .NET development (ASP.NET, VB.NET, C#). 6 months contract (up to 10 positions) with option for permanent (depends on your performance during that 6 months period). So if anyone out there interested, send your resume to me (ismanz@yahoo.com).Some overview, the project is a financial tool system. Exposure or experience or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111509622418054004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111509622418054004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111509622418054004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111509622418054004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/05/looking-for-net-developer.html' title='Looking for .NET developer'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111456901614367641</id><published>2005-04-27T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T10:37:17.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my bitter heart speaks</title><summary type='text'>To someone, you might know who you are ...Though the rain stopped,but the amore remains barren and dry,Though the fragmented mirror pieced together,but the reflection will never be akin again,Though the wound healed,but the scar forever etched,Though the facet looks like never been swayed,but underneath something amiss ...Harken thee, my bitter heart hath spoken-isman [26 April 2005 @ 11:40 PM]-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111456901614367641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111456901614367641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111456901614367641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111456901614367641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-bitter-heart-speaks.html' title='my bitter heart speaks'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111440020148697328</id><published>2005-04-25T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T11:36:41.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><summary type='text'>"Friendship is as delicate as a glass… once broken it can be fixed but there will always be cracks, and the cracks last forever."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111440020148697328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111440020148697328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111440020148697328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111440020148697328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/04/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111387348207102892</id><published>2005-04-19T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T09:18:02.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Karl</title><summary type='text'>Dude! Today is your day ... Happy Birthday! Enjoy it, i've passed over the spotlight to shine unto you. Happy Birthday to youHappy Birthday to youHappy Birthday to Karllllllllllllllllllll woorrkkhhhhhhHappy Birthday to youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuEverybody ... get in a circle, let Karl be in the center. OK now, every one together in this ........ LET THE CAKE FLIES!!!</summary><link rel='related' href='http://alsemo.blogspot.com/' title='Happy Birthday Karl'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111387348207102892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111387348207102892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111387348207102892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111387348207102892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-birthday-karl.html' title='Happy Birthday Karl'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111378734670760021</id><published>2005-04-18T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T09:22:26.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Seman</title><summary type='text'>Yay! Today is my birthday ... 28th to be exact. Getting old huh? No way, forever young maa. What I wanna do today? No plan watsoeva, we'll see later.Anyway, would like to say thanks to all who'd been showering me with birthday wishes, either thru cards, sms, mms, email, blog entry etc etc. Mama, along, adik, ju and the rest .. thank u so much for the wish, luv u all! How I wish I'm back in JB </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111378734670760021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111378734670760021' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111378734670760021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111378734670760021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-birthday-seman.html' title='Happy Birthday Seman'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111352822789231424</id><published>2005-04-15T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T09:23:47.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sappy love song</title><summary type='text'>ku katakan dengan indahdengan terluka hati ku hampasepertinya luka menghampirinyakau beri rasa yg berbedamungkin ku salah mengartikannya yang ku rasa cintatetapi hati kuselalu meninggikan muterlalu meninggikan muselalu meninggikan mukau hancurkan hati kuhancurkan lagikau hancurkan hati kuuntuk melihat mukau terangi jiwa kukau redupkan lagikau hancurkan hati kuuntuk melihatmu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111352822789231424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111352822789231424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111352822789231424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111352822789231424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/04/sappy-love-song.html' title='Sappy love song'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111199724878487404</id><published>2005-03-28T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T16:07:28.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><summary type='text'>It takes strength to stand guard,It takes courage to let you down your guard.It takes strength to conquerIt takes courage to surrender.It takes strength to feel a friend's painIt takes courage to feel your own pain.It takes strength to hide your own pains,It takes courage to show them.It takes strength to stand alone,It takes courage to lean on another.It takes strength to love,It</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111199724878487404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111199724878487404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111199724878487404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111199724878487404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/03/quote-of-day_28.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111176209288372219</id><published>2005-03-25T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T22:48:12.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Married to my job</title><summary type='text'>Now it's 10:45PM on Friday night and I'm still in the office. Finishing things up so we can deploy the project tonight and I can have a pleasant free weekend. Skipped gym for 4 days already due to hectic schedule of work.Funny sometimes we're so into our job and we forgot to enjoy our life. For me, it's OK if you know when to get a break. And also you have to know to balance between your work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111176209288372219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111176209288372219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111176209288372219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111176209288372219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/03/married-to-my-job.html' title='Married to my job'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111169236686409311</id><published>2005-03-25T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T03:26:06.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... and still in the office</title><summary type='text'>It's nearly 3:30AM and I'm still stuck here in the office, thanks to a unresponsible bloody team mate. The boss asked me about my team mate already, his contribution to the project, what he's been doing and so on and so forth. I cannot lie to the boss, he already knows so I just confirmed lorr ... So now we just wait for the action to be taken.  Ohh forgot to mention, that bugger went home around</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111169236686409311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111169236686409311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111169236686409311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111169236686409311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-still-in-office_111169236686409311.html' title='... and still in the office'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111167865077708253</id><published>2005-03-24T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T23:37:30.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creature of the night</title><summary type='text'>It's 11:15PM now and I'm still in the office. Grrrrr ... bloody team mate, left me and my boss with all the shits. Now, we're rushing cleaning up his stinking dung. WorkkhhhhhhhhhhhhhhAnyway, the view of KL from level 60 is wonderful. With all the street lights and houses, it's a pleasant and soothing relief.Fuck!! More shits coming. Guess gonna be here until tomorrow morning. Urgghhh gonna </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111167865077708253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111167865077708253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111167865077708253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111167865077708253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/03/creature-of-night.html' title='Creature of the night'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111154743357654402</id><published>2005-03-23T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T11:10:33.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing</title><summary type='text'>Every day the pain comes back againThe grief that tightens it's grip, day by dayLoneliness it haunts me, makes me cryFeels like the world has abandoned meI'm weak, I'm nothing, just a shadow of my lifeMy heart is dead and still I dream of youDon't you understand you're the reason for my painI hear you calling me to comeThere's no one I can seeJust the night's cold breezeOh god I'm so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111154743357654402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111154743357654402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111154743357654402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111154743357654402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/03/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111139137367844830</id><published>2005-03-21T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T16:00:46.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aching, sore ... i'm in pain</title><summary type='text'>After 4 straight days of so-called intense workout, today I am left with a body which is aching all over. I guess I over do it during the weekend. Feel like not coming to the office this morning, but heyy can not succumb to this aching just like that, right? U pay now for what u can reap later.Yes, for those who are wondering, I went to the gym for the past 4 days. Been going for 3 weeks now. Got</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111139137367844830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111139137367844830' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111139137367844830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111139137367844830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/03/aching-sore-im-in-pain.html' title='aching, sore ... i&apos;m in pain'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111102035956014313</id><published>2005-03-17T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T08:45:59.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><summary type='text'>People Will Forget What You SaidPeople Will Forget What You DidBut People Will Never Forget How You Made Them Feel</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111102035956014313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111102035956014313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111102035956014313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111102035956014313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/03/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111094295941763613</id><published>2005-03-16T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T11:15:59.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a breather</title><summary type='text'>Got to the office quite late today, 10AM. As of now, taking a breather from the hectic lifestyle and worklife. Kinda feel tired too, but hey weekend is just 2 days ahead. Yeah right, like i can rest over the weekend. While on the way to the office, something caught my attention when the DJs bitched about school holidays. It brought back all those sweet memories of school-going years. Those are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111094295941763613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111094295941763613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111094295941763613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111094295941763613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/03/take-breather.html' title='Take a breather'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-111088401975429641</id><published>2005-03-15T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T18:53:39.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy like a bee</title><summary type='text'>aiyohh, very der busy lately so can not update me blog. and i'm too fuckin' lazy to update. busy with work, busy with my life until no time to 'bertegur sapa'. life's a bitch ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/111088401975429641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=111088401975429641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111088401975429641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/111088401975429641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/03/busy-like-bee.html' title='Busy like a bee'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110973275508466416</id><published>2005-03-02T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T10:02:47.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking with me [part I]</title><summary type='text'>Apple SaladGreen apple - dicedRed apple (Fuji or Royal Gala recommended) - dicedMayonaisseThousand Islands salad dressingGrounded almonds (or cashew or walnut or wateva)A pinch of crushed black pepperMix diced apples with mayonaisse and salad dressing. Then, put in the grounded almonds and sprinkle a bit of crushed black pepper. Mix all together and serve.p/s: for those who are concerned about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110973275508466416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110973275508466416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110973275508466416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110973275508466416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/03/cooking-with-me-part-i.html' title='Cooking with me [part I]'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110956662384091475</id><published>2005-02-28T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T13:06:12.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of BO and Fresh Air</title><summary type='text'>You woke up in the morning, took your shower which last for ages (wouldn't help u reach the office early when u woke up 45 mins before office starts), dressed nicely with ur sleek shirt and pant which still smell of the fabric softener (softlan lah, what else?), sprayed urself 2-3 puffs of those EDT and off u went to the LRT station.Then, the train came and you boarded slowly. Suddenly, u caught </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110956662384091475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110956662384091475' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110956662384091475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110956662384091475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/02/of-bo-and-fresh-air.html' title='Of BO and Fresh Air'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110894920254514601</id><published>2005-02-21T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T09:26:42.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right To Be Wrong</title><summary type='text'>To all the nosey people out there, read and understand. We're just human, born to make mistakes. What we gotta do is learn from the experience and take heed. So stop being nosey and mind ur own gdmf business ... tqvm.I've got a right to be wrongMy mistakes will make me strongI'm stepping out into the great unknownI'm feeling wings though I've never flownI've got a mind of my ownI'm flesh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110894920254514601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110894920254514601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110894920254514601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110894920254514601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/02/right-to-be-wrong.html' title='Right To Be Wrong'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110872065834617124</id><published>2005-02-18T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T17:59:26.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lament of the day</title><summary type='text'>cold was my soul, untold was the paini felt when u left me alone in the rainso i swore to the razor that never enchainedwould ur dark nails of faith be pushed through my veins again</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110872065834617124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110872065834617124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110872065834617124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110872065834617124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/02/lament-of-day.html' title='Lament of the day'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110871814931363135</id><published>2005-02-18T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T17:15:49.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><summary type='text'>Friends are like underwear, always near youGood friends are like condoms, always protecting youBest friends are like Viagra, lift you up when you are downBwahahahahaha ... LOL ROTFL :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110871814931363135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110871814931363135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110871814931363135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110871814931363135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/02/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110860999856505770</id><published>2005-02-17T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T12:15:48.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meself</title><summary type='text'>Heh .. got this thing from a forwarded email, u know, those presentation slides where u answer questions and in the end u'll get the answer to wateva they're asking. Sometimes, the answer pretty accurate but this time .. whoaa, just like a smack to the face! Kinda scary coz its true ... buuhuhu ... but there're something else too which were not included."You have very strong will, not dependent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110860999856505770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110860999856505770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110860999856505770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110860999856505770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/02/meself.html' title='meself'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110853482486146446</id><published>2005-02-16T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T14:20:24.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone in the dark</title><summary type='text'>Have u tried to drive on the MRR2 at 3AM in the morning on weekdays. Kinda surprising to notice that it was so deserted and sometimes look like u're the only one driving on some particular stretch. Well, most of the people are sleeping at that time, so it make sense. And, what are you doing driving at nite when u're suppose to be asleep? It's Wednesday morning for God sake and u'll start working </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110853482486146446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110853482486146446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110853482486146446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110853482486146446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/02/alone-in-dark.html' title='Alone in the dark'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110835327890497082</id><published>2005-02-14T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T11:54:38.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Day?</title><summary type='text'>What the heck is Valentine Day? It is also called "Festival of Love". To those misguided souls out there, here is a brief history of Valentine Day.The Festival of Love was one of the festivals of the pagan Romans, when paganism was the prevalent religion of the Romans more than seventeen centuries ago. In the pagan Roman concept, it was an expression of "spiritual love".The Romans used to </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.islamonline.net/fatwaapplication/english/display.asp?hFatwaID=63645' title='Valentine Day?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110835327890497082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110835327890497082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110835327890497082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110835327890497082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentine-day.html' title='Valentine Day?'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110777073671258715</id><published>2005-02-07T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T18:05:36.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret recipe to be happy</title><summary type='text'>How to be happy? You either can decide you wanna be happy, or you can wait for the happiness to come. When it's gonna come? One day perhaps. So the best bet is, you decide yourself to be happy anytime and anywhere. Just keep in mind the following things   Free your heart from hatred   Free your mind from worries   Live simple   Give more   Expect less  Remember, happiness is something you decide</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110777073671258715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110777073671258715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110777073671258715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110777073671258715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/02/secret-recipe-to-be-happy.html' title='Secret recipe to be happy'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110748175361784209</id><published>2005-02-04T09:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T09:49:13.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Hizam</title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to you my dear friend. Wish you all the good things in life ...You're my dear friendPlease lean upon my shoulderYou'll be needing the support, nowThat you're feeling so much older!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110748175361784209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110748175361784209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110748175361784209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110748175361784209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-birthday-hizam_04.html' title='Happy Birthday Hizam'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110748093092217744</id><published>2005-02-03T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T09:35:30.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New house, new workplace, new job</title><summary type='text'>One week transition period is not enough! Well, suppose to be adequate if you don't have so much to do. Took 5 days to move into a new house in Gombak. Thursday cleaning up the house, Friday still cleaning up and some furniture shopping, Saturday furniture assembling and packing at the old house, Sunday the big move, Monday and Tuesday still unpacking. And as of today, the house still looks like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110748093092217744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110748093092217744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110748093092217744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110748093092217744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-house-new-workplace-new-job.html' title='New house, new workplace, new job'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110664754350790815</id><published>2005-01-25T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T18:08:38.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day at work</title><summary type='text'>16 October 2000 felt like last week, but that was the date when I joined this company. And today, is my last day here. So after more than 4 years working with AZAG/BrainConnect, it's time to move on. Where to?Why one chose to change job? I wanna do something new, something refreshing, looking for a new challenge, environment and everything. After growing stagnant during last year, and thanks to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110664754350790815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110664754350790815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110664754350790815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110664754350790815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/01/last-day-at-work.html' title='Last day at work'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110603355940045055</id><published>2005-01-18T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T15:49:37.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of vampire and elegancy</title><summary type='text'> What do we know of vampire? Or perhaps the glamorous name, dracula? An undead creature of the night who suck blood to the last heartbeat of their hapless victims. Logically, do they really exist? We do not know for sure, leave the unknown remains unbeknown. In literature, we are spoilt with choices. There are so many writtings and works on the subject of vampire.Most of these writtings potray</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110603355940045055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110603355940045055' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110603355940045055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110603355940045055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/01/of-vampire-and-elegancy.html' title='Of vampire and elegancy'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110541993176929030</id><published>2005-01-11T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T13:05:31.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sumi</title><summary type='text'>happy birthday to you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110541993176929030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110541993176929030' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110541993176929030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110541993176929030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-birthday-sumi.html' title='Happy Birthday Sumi'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110534603681619212</id><published>2005-01-10T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T09:06:37.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sound of Music</title><summary type='text'>What kind of intelligence do you have?I was reading somebody else's blog and came stumbled upon this exciting website. It has all sorts of varieties of quizzes. So, decided to take one .. after answering a few questions, and the answer it gave me as shown below. Hmm ... yeah, when I was small, I dreamt about being a rock star ... hahahaBut, I have to admit music is a part of my life. </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.blogthings.com' title='The Sound of Music'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110534603681619212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110534603681619212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110534603681619212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110534603681619212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/01/sound-of-music.html' title='The Sound of Music'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110532498037379346</id><published>2005-01-10T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T13:51:54.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soilwork - Stabbing The Drama [2005]</title><summary type='text'>    Stabbing The Drama   One With The Flies   Weapon Of Vanity   The Crestfallen   Nerve   Stalemate   Distance   Observation Slave   Fate In Motion   Blind Eye Halo   If Possible  Soilwork soon to be released album, the perfect follow-up to 2003's Figure Number Five. What they have here is what's left from 2002's Natural Born Chaos with the catchiness of FNF merged into one outstanding </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110532498037379346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110532498037379346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110532498037379346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110532498037379346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/01/soilwork-stabbing-drama-2005.html' title='Soilwork - Stabbing The Drama [2005]'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110481620784233944</id><published>2005-01-04T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T13:30:42.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Term Relationship</title><summary type='text'>A friend asked me this morning about long term relationship? How to have one, how to be in one and how to survive ... and my answer was, how the heck should i know? Well, after a few research I can come out with some conclusions, but please be aware i'm not speaking in terms of experience but rather knowledge.To be in an LTR, some of the characteristics are   Timeless love - simply commit to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110481620784233944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110481620784233944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110481620784233944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110481620784233944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2005/01/long-term-relationship.html' title='Long Term Relationship'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110377934351206015</id><published>2004-12-23T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T13:43:18.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Tranquillity - Character [2005]</title><summary type='text'>   The New Build Through Smudged Lenses   Out Of Nothing   The Endless Feed   Lost To Apathy   Mind Matters   One Thought   Dry Run   Am I 1?   Senses Tied   My Negation  Totally different from their previous effort (Damage Done - 2002), in this release DT becomes more heavier and faster. The blastbeats are back, no more clean vocals, songs structure more complex and the synthesizers really come</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110377934351206015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110377934351206015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110377934351206015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110377934351206015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2004/12/dark-tranquillity-character-2005.html' title='Dark Tranquillity - Character [2005]'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110377989142994329</id><published>2004-12-22T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T13:45:07.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cradle Of Filth - Nymphetamine [2004]</title><summary type='text'>    Satyriasis (Intro)   Gilded Cunt   Nemesis *   Gabrielle   Absinthe With Faust *   Nymphetamine Overdose *   Painting Flowers White Never Suited My Palatte   Medusa And Hemlock   Coffin Fodder   English Fire   Filthy Little Secret *   Swansong For A Raven   Mother Of Abominations *   Nymphetamine Fix *  CoF returns!!! More back to basic songs structure, no more blown out orchestration</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110377989142994329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110377989142994329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110377989142994329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110377989142994329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2004/12/cradle-of-filth-nymphetamine-2004.html' title='Cradle Of Filth - Nymphetamine [2004]'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110359318974660881</id><published>2004-12-21T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T09:49:59.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Adik</title><summary type='text'>To my lil sister:On her birthday far away,Maybe life will separate us,Yet we'll always be best friends.So may love, until life ends,In joy or sorrow not forsake us,Sunshine on the darkest day.Though there's a frequency I miss,Each breath of peace that fortune sendsRecalls a bond time can't betray.Whatever it is, you are my little sister. I love u and care for u and I want u to know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110359318974660881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110359318974660881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110359318974660881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110359318974660881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-birthday-adik.html' title='Happy Birthday Adik'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110351516451710881</id><published>2004-12-19T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T10:47:11.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Pengantin Baru Hizam+Nasha</title><summary type='text'>By the time I finished writting this, the akad nikah should be over (if they follow the schedule). So now, Hizam is officially "laki orang". Congratulations fren ... damn, i'm gonna miss ya. Best wishes+thoughts to the both of u, semoga berbahagia ke anak cucu ...All my happiness goes out to you:Pride and pleasure, joy, sweet tears, and love!Reason, hope, and faith together moveIn harmony to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110351516451710881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110351516451710881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110351516451710881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110351516451710881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2004/12/selamat-pengantin-baru-hizamnasha.html' title='Selamat Pengantin Baru Hizam+Nasha'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110351479588322939</id><published>2004-12-16T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T11:53:15.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Spree!!!</title><summary type='text'>What do u get from a movie spree? Apart from wasting your money and time, u'll get back ache and watery eyes. I even get a cramp in my leg at one point. Damn seats .. But, it was fun though. The adventure began at 1PM in the afternoon and finished at 11PM++, didn't go for the midnight .. too sleepy.  Alexander (nice cinematography but weak in storyline, sometimes looked like gay porn), Ocean 12 (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110351479588322939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110351479588322939' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110351479588322939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110351479588322939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2004/12/movie-spree.html' title='Movie Spree!!!'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110351216734500186</id><published>2004-12-08T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T11:09:27.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discover Sarawak </title><summary type='text'>Why vacation is always tiring in the end? I guess it's because of the travelling. Was in Sarawak for the weekend with my family. Check out [the focusing blur] for some pics. Last year we went to Cameron Highlands. Nothing much to do there. City tour, culture village, water front, damai beach etc etc. There're a lot of other places we couldn't make it because of raining and also short time frame. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110351216734500186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110351216734500186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110351216734500186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110351216734500186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2004/12/discover-sarawak.html' title='Discover Sarawak '/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110136298338787067</id><published>2004-11-25T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T14:12:09.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life?</title><summary type='text'>Something that i got from somewhere out there ..... simple yet very meaningful. Perhaps, could be added with something else to make it more meaningful. Any idea? .... hmmm couldn't think of any at the moment."for long you live and high you fly and the smiles you give and the tears you cry and all you touch and all you see is all your life will ever be"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110136298338787067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110136298338787067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110136298338787067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110136298338787067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2004/11/life.html' title='life?'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110117327897976767</id><published>2004-11-23T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T09:29:30.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhere only we know</title><summary type='text'>kinda addicted to this song nowadays .. nothing much to say about the song, but the lyrics quite moving/touching. dedicated to whom? not sure, maybe someone somewhere out there .. hopefully.I walked across an empty landI knew the pathway like the back of my handI felt the earth beneath my feetSat by the river and it made me completeOh simple thing where have you goneI'm getting old and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110117327897976767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110117327897976767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110117327897976767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110117327897976767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2004/11/somewhere-only-we-know.html' title='somewhere only we know'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110109440527282141</id><published>2004-11-22T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T11:33:25.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat hari raya</title><summary type='text'>hey all ... selamat hari raya. a week has passed, but who cares, we have one month of raya. hahaha. anyway, once again selamat hari raya, kalau ada silap dan salah tolong maafkan, halalkan makan minum ...adakalanya mata salah melihat, telinga silap mendengar, mulut terlanjur kata, hati tersalah duga... SELAMAT HARI RAYA + MAAF ZAHIR BATIN</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110109440527282141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110109440527282141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110109440527282141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110109440527282141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2004/11/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='selamat hari raya'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-110351172191558464</id><published>2004-11-02T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T11:02:01.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Juraimee</title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to youHappy Birthday to youHappy Birthday to JuraimeeHappy Birthday to youHehe we've known each other for almost 10 years now? And this is the first time I sing happy birthday to you ... haha. Neway, thanks for being such a great friend .. the best friend i ever had. May ur life is filled with happiness and longevity. Hugs+kisses to lil'syaza.p/s: thank you for kenny roger's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/110351172191558464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=110351172191558464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110351172191558464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/110351172191558464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-juraimee.html' title='Happy Birthday Juraimee'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6332989.post-109868967877910762</id><published>2004-10-25T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T15:34:38.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuti-cuti malaysia</title><summary type='text'>Enjoying my break from work during this fasting month. Actually clearing up my accumulated annual leaves. So why not take some days off from work and go back to my home town to be with family? If only no need to work until after raya ... yeah, keep on dreaming!For those who have been working very hard non-stop, don't work too hard ... work smart. Take a break for a while, before the workload </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/feeds/109868967877910762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6332989&amp;postID=109868967877910762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/109868967877910762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6332989/posts/default/109868967877910762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isman.blogspot.com/2004/10/cuti-cuti-malaysia.html' title='Cuti-cuti malaysia'/><author><name>isman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12310439931698243901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/ismanz/blog/isman_dec_2006_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
