<?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-4206338017957383129</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:42:12.692-08:00</updated><category term='OST'/><title type='text'>The Story by Lad Lynnette</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-4430437177718368488</id><published>2009-06-22T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:44:55.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku mohon maaf....</title><content type='html'>Hari ni aku tersedar satu perkara, kenapa life aku macam tak gembira.... Org lain tgk aku selalu senyum... Tapi hakikatnya, hati ini merana... dan aku sedar kenapa.... Aku kesepian... Sepi dari teman2...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Beberapa tahun yang lalu, hati ini telah terluka parah, bukan kerana sesiapa pun.. kerana diri ini sendiri.. yang tak matang dalam pemikiran, yang mana memikirkan kepentingan sendiri, perasaan sendiri... Aku terlalu menaruh harapan, hingga akhirnya aku khayal dalam harapan itu sendiri... Dan tiba-tiba, harapan itu jatuh, berkecai.. bersama aku yang turut berderai... Dan kononnya aku cuba menjadi tabah dengan melepaskan harapan aku dan berpura2 tidak apa... Tapi aku silap... kepura2an itu yang memakan diri ku...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dan kerana hati yang terluka ini, tanpa aku sedar, aku telah melukakan beberapa orang teman, yang mana ku lihat berusaha mnyokong aku, tapi aku sisihkan... Walaupun sudah beberapa tahun perkara itu berlalu, tapi hari ini aku disedarkan oleh seorang teman yang baik dengan ku ketika suatu ketika dulu... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Terimbas kembali memori ku ketika aku masih di UKM... Terimbas juga segala perkara yang pernah aku dan mereka lakukan bersama.. makan bersama, bergurau senda, ketawa bersama dan menangis pun bersama.... Tapi kini sudah beberapa tahun ini, aku sendiri... tanpa mereka... yang menjauh bukan kerana komitmen lain, tapi kerana aku yang sisih tanpa sedari...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Kekadang aku cemburu melihat atau membaca kisah2 meraka yang masih rapat dengan teman2 lain walaupun, kini berada jauh dari pandangan.... Kalau boleh masa ini di putar kembali, aku ingin kembali ke zaman ceria yang pernah aku alami... tapi apakan daya, Life's must be go on.. FORWARD... dan kerana itu, BUAT TEMAN2... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; AKU MEMOHON MAAF....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-4430437177718368488?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/4430437177718368488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=4430437177718368488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4430437177718368488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4430437177718368488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2009/06/aku-mohon-maaf.html' title='Aku mohon maaf....'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-6715610108786130139</id><published>2009-06-02T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:10:08.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adoi.. Gigi Ku</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/SiVLdOYOkcI/AAAAAAAAACo/dNFxPYRk9NY/s1600-h/38ac5bf43de5cfda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 108px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/SiVLdOYOkcI/AAAAAAAAACo/dNFxPYRk9NY/s400/38ac5bf43de5cfda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342759498392965570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Adoi... Pagi tadi aku nekad nak jumpa dentist, lama dah menanggung sakit gigi... Kalau kena cabut pun, cabutlah... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then, bila tiba giliran aku, aku masuk dengan berdebar2... dah lama gila tak cabut gigi... last time aku rasa waktu sekolah rendah.. itu pun gigi susu yang nak di cabut... ni bila dah tua bangka ni.. adoi, tak terbayang macam mana sakitnya nanti...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Setelah diperiksa, doktor kata gigi aku tak der rosak, problemnye.. gigi aku dah fully tumbuh.. termasuk gigi geraham bongsu.. dan gigi2 bongsu tu telah menghimpit gusi dan kulit pipi dalam mulut.. tu yang sakit tu... dan satu2nyer jalan, aku cabut gigi bongsu tu ... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;aku tadi dah nekad.. cabut2 pun cabutlah... dah selepas di X-ray gigi aku ni, utk melihat kedudukan akar.. doktor tu terus memulakan tugasnya... Selepas aku di inject dengan bius.. selang beberapa minit, sebelah mulut aku hingga ke telinga kiri dah kebas.. then, bila nak cabut tu, aku tengok doktor tu keluar kan tools cam screw driver mata rata... ngerinyer... dia tekan gigi tu utk melonggarkannya...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then, setelah agak lama usaha doktor itu utk melonggarkan gigi tu, dia cuba mencabut... Tapi agak susah, doktor tu sendiri merungut, gigi aku ni kuat, (dalam hati, bangga aku dengar- yerlah, org kuat minum susu mesti kuat tulangnya).. dan disebabkan gigi aku yang kuat ni.. terjadilah tragedi ini... Gigi itu patah.. dan meninggalkan akarnya masih tertanam... Doktor tu dah gelabah sikit... Dia tengok balik x-ray gigi tu... mungkin dia tersalah tengok... akar gigi bongsu aku tu agak senget.. Jadi memang susah nak mencabut gigi tu bersama akar2 nyer skali.. Kemudian, dia cuba plak necabut akar tu... Dikorek2, di tekan2 utk melonggarkan akar tu...tak berjaya.. Last2 dia buat appoinment utk aku next week utk cabut akar ni... Adoi.... Takkan cam tu jer.. Sakit SIOT.....!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-6715610108786130139?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/6715610108786130139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=6715610108786130139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/6715610108786130139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/6715610108786130139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2009/06/adoi-gigi-ku.html' title='Adoi.. Gigi Ku'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/SiVLdOYOkcI/AAAAAAAAACo/dNFxPYRk9NY/s72-c/38ac5bf43de5cfda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-588739730321445280</id><published>2009-05-19T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:49:59.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alkisah seorang guru...</title><content type='html'>Aku ingin menceritakan sebuah kisah yang mana kita patut jadikan teladan buat guru-guru sekalian...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Kisah ini berlaku pada tepat tarikhnya hari guru.. 16hb Mei 2009, walaupun hari itu hari Sabtu, tapi hari itu, guru2 kebanyakan sekolah ada tugasnya... Datang ke Sekolah untu program perkembangan staff atau pun kemajuan staff (LADAP).. JAdi walupun kena datang hari Sabtu, kena datang sekolah, program itu boleh dikatakan sebagai majlis rasmi yang mana memerlukan guru-guru hadir seperti hari sekolah biasa....&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Alkisah, adalah seorang hamba Allah ini (guru), yang mana beragama Islam datang ke program itu, tanpa segan silu memakai kemeja dan berskirt denim pendek. Aku dah mula menggelengkan kepala. Lpas tu, hamba Allah ni dengan rambut cam kena air karat, duduk menyilang kaki, punggung tu di sengetkan. dan ternampaklah sesuatu yang tak patut di tayangkan, apatah lagi di sekolah.. Astaghfirullah...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Aku memang agak terkejut dengan penampilannya, (itu pun aku tgk dengan mata sendiri), yang kengkawan bagitau, cikgi ni kalau datang sekolah, pakai baju kurung tak pernah butang baju, terdedah cam tu jer... Aku pun bertanya iyer ker...?&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Jadi adalah satu ketika itu aku terserempak dengan cikgi ini, dan memang iya, butang baju kurung itu tidak di kancing nya.. terdedah lah..&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Kerana kejadian itu, aku teringat blog kwn aku yang menyebut Guru KPLI dan DPLI menjahanamkan anak bangsa... Ingin ku risik adakah si cikgi ini tergolong dalam kelompok itu...Kalau cikgu macam ni, memang merosakkan, menjahanamkan anak bangsa... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Kita kalau menjadi guru, tak kira lah GSTT ker, KPLI ker dan DPLI ker, commitment terhadap kerja kena ada... bukan setakat siap kerja, mengajar.. kita ni guru, merupakan role model kepada anak2 pelajar... macam gak penyanyi, ada imej diorang yang menjadi ikutan, kita sebagai guru kena bina imej diri yang mana budak2 ingin ikut... bukan imej seksi. dedah sana-dedah sini....&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Lagipun, kita menagajar mereka, mendidik mereka, untuk menajdi orang yang berilmu. berguna, bersikap baik dan macam2 macam lagi.. tapi layakkah kita nak didik anak2 itu sedangkan kita pun seperti sesat... Kita kat sekolah tegur budak rambut berwarna.. layakkah kita nak tegur kalau rambut kita pun berkarat... Kita nak tegur budak2 tak tutup aurat, layakkah kita nak tegur kalau kita sendiri dedah sana-dedah sini..&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Wahai..!Wahai..!&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Wahai guru-guru, ingatlah, pekerjaan kita ini orang pandang mulia, sedangkan ibu bapa pun tak larat nak ajar anaknya sorang, kita menajar anak orang lain beratus2 orang, jadi jangan lah cemarkan imej guru ini dengan pemikiran tak matang guru2 apatah lagi dalam isu yang saya bangkitkan ini.. Jagalah penampilan anda keran kita lah yang bertanggung jawab mendidik pemimpin masa depan...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Selamat Hari Guru..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-588739730321445280?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/588739730321445280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=588739730321445280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/588739730321445280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/588739730321445280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2009/05/alkisah-seorang-guru.html' title='Alkisah seorang guru...'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-7483318087554058456</id><published>2009-05-16T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:27:32.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buat mu Guru</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/Sg5ork7STSI/AAAAAAAAACg/9PHmD93ahOk/s1600-h/e6923d8a15c6e980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 96px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/Sg5ork7STSI/AAAAAAAAACg/9PHmD93ahOk/s400/e6923d8a15c6e980.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336317706336619810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;SELAMAT HARI GURU!! Buat semua guru yang sentiasa berdedikasi dalam mendidik anak2 murid... Sempena Hari Guru ini, aku nak ucapkan terima kasih kepada guru-guru yang pernah mengajar aku&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;1. Abah (walaupun bukan guru sebenar tapi mengajar aku pelbagai perkara)&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;2. Emak (memang guru) di rumah dan sekolah&lt;br /&gt;3. Ustazah-ustazah Tadika Islam Nurul Ain (1989) &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;4.Guru2  Tmn Muda (1990-1995)&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;5. Ustaz dan Ustazah SRA Kg Cheras Bharu (1990-1995)&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;6. Guru-guru SMK Taman (1996-1998) Seraya&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;7. Guru-guru SMS PAsir Puteh (1999-2000)&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;8. Pensyarah2 KMPP &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;9. Pensyarah-pensyarah di UKM&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;dan last sekali.... senua guru-guru di dunia ini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-7483318087554058456?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/7483318087554058456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=7483318087554058456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/7483318087554058456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/7483318087554058456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2009/05/selamat-hari-guru-buat-semua-guru-yang.html' title='Buat mu Guru'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/Sg5ork7STSI/AAAAAAAAACg/9PHmD93ahOk/s72-c/e6923d8a15c6e980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-2240330305028533416</id><published>2009-05-14T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T08:34:45.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku marah, aku kasih</title><content type='html'>Agak lama tak menulis kat blog ni... Mati idea, bila idea ada, tenaga tak ada... Tapi kali ini, walaupun berat mata ni, aku masih mahu mengisi ruangan yang dah lama tak berisi....&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hari ni, dan semalam, berlaku peristiwa yang mana menyebabkan aku marah tapi aku turut kasihan.... Marah atas ketidak tanggung jawabnya mereka, kasihan kerana melihat tangisan rayu mereka.. Aduh... Bingung aku..&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Alkisahnya.........&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Semalam, setelah habis kelas yang terakhir, ketika aku berkemas untuk pulang, aku menyedari akan kehilangan sesuatu yang amat penting... Aku menjadi panik, mencari2, menyelak segala helaian yang bertimbun atas meja ku, segala fail ku bongkar.. Dimanakah ia? Hatiku berdebar....&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Jangan-jangan.... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Alamak, kertas soalan peperiksaan hilang....&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Aku mencari lagi... Tidak mahu menerima tanggapan itu.. Ketika aku mencari, datang seorang pelajar bertanyakan pada aku, dan bertanya,&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"Cikgu, exam sejarah masuk bab apa?"&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Aku berasa pelik... Bukankah setiap kali aku masuk ke kelasnya, aku sebut bab berapa, berulang kali aku sebut... Aku renung ke matanya, dan aku memahami satu perkara.... 'Pelajar ini telah mencuri kertas soalan aku yang telah ku buat berminggu...'&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Tapi aku senyapkan sahaja, tidak mahu menuduh melulu...Lalu aku menjawab pertanyaan itu... Kemudian ku lihat jam sudah hampir tamat waktu persekolahan, apa yang harus ku buat.. Soalan itu telah disemak dan aku perlu baiki untuk dihantar reso.. Aduh.... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Pelajar tadi telah pun berlalu, tapi hati ku kuat berdetik menyatakan dialah penjenayah itu.. Aduh, apa yang harus kubuat...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dalam kereta, aku menceritakan kejadian dan sangkaan aku kepada kwnku, Cik Aza. Dia pun setuju dengan sangkaan aku itu, sebab pelajar itu mmg suka selongkar meja cikgu2... Tapi aku tak boleh tuduh tanpa bukti... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Bukti? Ada, iaitu rakaman CCTV di bilik guru.... Tapi, kalau aku minta diulang tayang, mesti orang pejabat akan tanya kenapa... Aku tak mau perkara ini heboh, sebab susah pelajar itu, dan susah aku juga... Dan Cik Aza telah mencadangkan agar ditanya permasalahan ini kepada guru kelas pelajar itu... Baiklah, esok aku akan tanya pada cikgu itu...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Esoknya, aku berjumpa cikgu S untuk membincangkan masalah itu.. Cikgu S pun rasa sangkaan aku mungkin benar, lalu dia mengajak aku untuk menengok tayangan CCTV semalam... Aku hanya mengikut, sebab aku sendiri tidak pasti bagaimana ingin aku atasi masalah ini...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dan ketika menonton tayangan itu, hati ku berharap agar tanggapan aku salah,selang 15 minit aku meninggalkan bilik guru (dalam tayangan itu), pelajar itu masuk lalu menuju ke meja aku tanpa membawa apa-apa ditangan dan diiringi 2 rakannya...Aku dah mula rasa sakit hati.. kemudian, dia meninggalkan bilik guru dengan buku nota ditangannya.. aduh.. Sah...!Selang beberapa minit, pelajar itu masuk lagi dengan buku itu, dan keluar pula tanpa apa-apa di tangan... Memang Sah.. Sahler dia itu penjenayah yang aku cari...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Setlah menonton tayangan itu, aku terus memanggil rakan subahatnya dahulu.. Aku soal siasat mereka.. pada mulanya mereka menidakkan, menafikan.. bila dsoal bertalu2 akhirnya mereka menceritakan perkara sebenar.. Rupanya, pelajar itu memang mengambil kertas soalan aku.. Aduh...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Aku panggil pulak si penjenayah itu, dengan muka tak bersalah, datang mengadap aku.... Bila ku soal, seperti rakannya tadai, menafikan.. tapi bila aku menunjukkan bukti CCTV, dia terkedu, akhirnya dia menagku... Kemudia dia salahkan kawannya, kata dia disuruh.. Siasat2 dia memang orang yang sanggup buat apa saja untuk berada di atas... Kawan2nya tadi dah nangis takut akan dikenakan tindakan... Tapi dah terlewat.. si penjenayah tadi masih dgn muka tak bersalah, mempertahankan dirinya dengan mengatakan," Saya baru pertama kali buat, cikgu"&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Abis tu nak kena tunggu 5-6 kali buat baru boleh ambil tindakan.... Aku geram, nama mereka aku ambil, 2 org tadi dah merayu-rayu, bengkak2 mata agar, dimaafkan.. aku maafkan, tapi tindakan disiplin bukan bidang tugas aku...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Aku berasa kasihan melihat 2 orang kwnnya itu, si penjenayah pulak, terus telefon rumah nak minta parents tukarkan dia ke sekolah lain, biar yang 2 orang tadi menanggung akibatnya.. Hampeh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-2240330305028533416?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/2240330305028533416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=2240330305028533416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/2240330305028533416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/2240330305028533416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2009/05/aku-marah-aku-kasih.html' title='Aku marah, aku kasih'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-6320470228764762923</id><published>2009-02-06T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:52:36.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku dan mereka</title><content type='html'>Dah lama gak tak update kan blog ni... Agak busy sejak menjdi GSTT kat sekolah menengah.. Sebelum ni kt Sekolah Rendah... Tension tu biasa lah... Sapa kerja tak tension... Penat tu, penat jugak.. Sapa kerja tak penat... Tapi aku rasa bahgia juga...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Dlm sekolah tu, aku ajar BI and sejarah.. Form 2... jadi form teacher gak... Alhamdulillah aku masih lagi berdiri tegak .. masih lagi berusaha... Cuma dalam seminggu 2 ni lbh bz dan lebih tertekan...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Aku jadi guru penasihat utk kelab BI, jd guru ajk PSS, jd guru rumah sukan... Penat... tp ntahler, rasa cam seronok... tp lpas ni aku tak boleh ngajar BI lg... diorg nak tarik subjek tu, bg kat cikgu lain.. sedih gak.. sbb aku GSTT, bukan cikgu opsyen english... so, agak susah lah...  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Pg tadi ada Larian (merentas Desa), aku kena jaga check point.. uik penat btul, tp seronok... minggu depan plak, ada pelancaran program Nilam... aku start duty jaga library... minggu satu lagi perjumpaan utk kelab, dan juga sukantara... hujung bulan ada temasya sukan.. Uik, boleh kurus kalau cam ni....&lt;br /&gt;tp bila penat2 ngajar ni, bila tgk masuk kelas sendiri hati rasa senang.... tgk wajah2 anak2 murid yang nak bermanja ngn kita... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Masalah? Mestilah ada, tp tak tau nak ngadu kt sapa...? Sebab tak semua paham... Biasalah bila GSTT, ada cikgu yang tak gemar, ada cikgu yang tak percaya kemampuan kita, ada yang ambil kesempatan... Lumrah manusia....(paham2 jerlah).. Tapi itu tak melunturkan semangat aku... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;walaupun aku mengajar di sekolah yang dikatakan samseng no 1, tapi bagi aku, mereka hanyalah anak2 ataupun adik2 yang masih perlu dibimbing... Memang ada yang sudah berkurang ajar dengan aku ni, sudah menitik air mata ni, tak tahan melihat kelakuan anak bangsa sendiri, seagama lagi, biadap pada aku sebagai seorang guru... dah berbuih mulut ni menasihat... Moga2 mereka sedar... Aku tak sanggup nak memukul dan mencubit, segeram mana aku pun, aku tak sanggup... Lgpun bagi aku, mereka seolah biasa dengan kesakitan fizikal ni.... Jd aku akn cuba menggunakkan psikologi....&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hmm... Aku tak tau nak tulis apa lagi... Berat mata ni.. Penat... Tapi bak kata bah aku, kerja mana yang tak penat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-6320470228764762923?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/6320470228764762923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=6320470228764762923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/6320470228764762923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/6320470228764762923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2009/02/aku-dan-mereka.html' title='Aku dan mereka'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-3367363464694983424</id><published>2009-01-22T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:44:19.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Fallin In Love 2</title><content type='html'>Hati ku berbunga-bunga indah..&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Senyum ku sentiasa terukir di bibirku, &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Aduh, matanya menusuk kalbu, Senyumnya membunuh jiwaku... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Aduh....&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Awat aku jiwang karat ni...? Bukannya apa, tadi baru lepas tengok Rona Roni Makaroni, tersenyum2 aku dibuatnya.. aduh sweet ....&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Agaknya, bila lah aku nak dapat teman yang begitu.. tapi takderlah smpi menari-nari.. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Citer kali ni, benar2 menyentuh kalbu... Aku teringat dulu, aku pernah buat apa yang Rona buat.. Cakap sorg2 kat diri sendiri, yang aku ni tak layak utk 'si dia', sapa lah aku ni, rupa tak seberapa, badan pun dah naik tembam, otak pun tak baper geliga, sapa lah nak pompuan camni.... Tapi itu dulu lah,  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Skang aku cuba mengubah tanggapan aku itu... Semua orang ada keistimewaan sendiri, keunikan sendiri, kelebihan sendiri... Tang kelebihan itu, hi..hi.. memang 'terlebih' isi.... Tapi aku terima...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Keunikan aku... Hmm.. aku pun masih dalam pencarian, tapi aku rasa personaliti aku yang agak cute yang berjaya menarik perhatian bdak2 sekolah kot... (bangga diri..)Maksud aku bukan menarik perhatian cam ngorat.. tapi menarik diorang utk berkawan dan bermesra dengan aku sebagai cikgu... Well, bukan aku nak perasan, tapi kita sendiri yang kena sedar apa keunikan dan keistimewaan kita..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-3367363464694983424?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/3367363464694983424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=3367363464694983424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3367363464694983424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3367363464694983424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-fallin-in-love-2.html' title='I&apos;m Fallin In Love 2'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-8985633764318784277</id><published>2009-01-16T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T07:38:00.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Fallin In Love....</title><content type='html'>Har..har.. cam gempak jer title... Actually, I am fallin in love with this guy... Before this, I dont like him at all.. bila tgk cam menyampah... cam poyo jer mamat ni...Then, suatu hari, aku melihatnya tersenyum.. aduh.. macam dipanah jer.. Har..har.. Gilo apa aku ni ..Dak eh, saja cakap melebih2&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Anyway, who's this guy... His name is Nasrul Suhaimin... Siapa? Korg tak kenal... Ala yang pelakon tinggi lampai, muka sesenduk tu (ampun yer En Bront)... OOoo.. dia pun juga dikenali dgn nama pentasnya... Bront Palarae... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Dulu kan, tengok dia kat TV, mula2 lah.. memang nyampaj.. rasa mamat ni cam poyo jer... apatah lagi tgk dlm Man Laksa... Muka sesenduk tu, my sister gave it.. Tapi sejak dia berlakon dalam Sindarella... Rasa cam mamat ni.. OKLAH... BOLEH TAHAN lah... Sebab suka dia membawakan watak keciwa sampai merana... Tapi tak ikut sangat citer sindarella tu...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Tapi, baru ni, aku menonton sebuah lagi drama bersiri yang menjadi favourite... Rona Roni Makaroni... Aduh, watak Bront dalam citer tu, meruntun jiwa lah nengok... SO SWEET... N Funny too... Tapi character Bront dalam tu lain dari drama dia yang lain... Dia sangat matang dalam karakter tu... Before this cam poyo2 jer... But now.. toksah citer lah.. Aku ni susah nak minat pelakon melayu ni... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Lpas tu pulak, dlm citer tu, cam sesuai jer dia ngn Amani... Sgt sepadan... Cubalah, kalau korg tgk Rona Roni Makaroni tu... tgk mata Bront, nampak ikhlas dalam lakonannya tu.. Entahler, pandangan aku kata begitu... Tapi Anyway... I like Bront now... Yoohooo.. Gambate Kudasai Bront-san&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/SXCpUObzsmI/AAAAAAAAACU/pt5HIgUQZm4/s1600-h/3026523009_298a2b8e41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/SXCpUObzsmI/AAAAAAAAACU/pt5HIgUQZm4/s320/3026523009_298a2b8e41.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291915727097541218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-8985633764318784277?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/8985633764318784277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=8985633764318784277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/8985633764318784277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/8985633764318784277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-fallin-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m Fallin In Love....'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/SXCpUObzsmI/AAAAAAAAACU/pt5HIgUQZm4/s72-c/3026523009_298a2b8e41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-1776723169214119682</id><published>2009-01-11T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:14:16.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penindasan...!</title><content type='html'>Kala ini, banyak berlakunya penindasan tehadap manusia tidak kira bangsa, agama, negara.... Mahupun dari segi fizikal dan mental... Di mana2 sahaja... i bandar,di kampung.... Disini aku ingin menceritakan sebuah penindasan yang aku rasa kurang kejam tapi perlu diperbetulkan.. kerana bg aku salah tindakan mereka..&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Raya korban..atau Aidiladha telah pun berlalu... dah sebulan lebih dah... tetapi masih berbunyi kisah2 dari Aidiladha yang lepas... Di sebuah kampung di Melaka, telah mengarah semua ibadah korban di jalankan di masjid, tidak dibenarkan dibuat di rumah sendiri.. Katanya ini akan meguatkan sillaturahim antara penduduk kampung.. Tetapi, ada segelintir keluarga mahu buat di rumah sendiri. Ada yang berhajat, ada yang nak buat kenduri sekali, ada yang nak wat Aqiqah, serta kenduri cukur jambul anak dan sbgnya... Beberapa minggu kemudian, salah sebuah keluarga yang mengadakan korban dirumah telah menerima surat dari pihak AJK Masjid kampung berkenaan mengatakn bahawa tindakan keluarga itu adalah salah, dan sebagai hukuman, keluarga itu akan di pulaukan... penduduk2 kampung pun memerima surat arahan dari pihak AJK Masjid utk memulaukan keluarga tersebut... ADAKAH ELOK ATAU PUN BENAR TINDAKAN MEREKA?&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Apatah lagi, mereka mengumpulkan lembu atau kerbau untuk dibuat korban di Masjid, kenudian disedekah beberapa kilo.... Dan lebihan daging atau tulang yang tidak disedekahkan, mereka lelong.. Dengan alasan lelong utk tabung masjid.... Tetapi bila yang mau beli daging itu, dengan sedekah RM 5, pihak AJK Masjid boleh memerli pihak tersebut kerana bayaran yang agak rendah... Kata lelong.. tp dibanding harga pasar.. Ada katanya penduduk kg situ, AJK MAsjid tersebut berlumba dengan AJK Masjid kg sebelah utk mencapai rekod binatang korban yang terbanyak... ADAKAH MOLEK PERBUATAN MEREKA ITU? &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Kemabli ke kes PULAU, keluarga yang telah di beri surat pemulauan, berasa tidak puas hati atas tindakan mereka (AJK Masjid) telah mendapatkan khidmat guaman untuk menyatakan saman terhadap pihak AJK MAsjid... Tidakkah akhirnya memecah belahkan masyarakat... Siapa yang bersalah dalam hal ini..? Siapa yang benar dalam hal ini..? &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Fikir2lah...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-1776723169214119682?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/1776723169214119682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=1776723169214119682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1776723169214119682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1776723169214119682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2009/01/penindasan.html' title='Penindasan...!'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-1832650293654593721</id><published>2008-12-31T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T06:24:57.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR...! 2009</title><content type='html'>Dalam beberapa jam lagi, tahun 2009 akan menjelma... Tahun 2008 akan berlalu... Huh (sigh).. Apa azam tahun baru ni... Azam thn lepas.. aku agak lupa apa yang aku azam kan... Mendapat pekerjaan tetap.. belum lagi.. Boy friend... tak jumpa dan tak terbuka hati... Apa lagi ek.... Lupa lah...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Tapi bg tahun 2009 ni... aku masih lagi memikirkannya... antaranya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;1)   Mendapat pekerjaan tetap...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; 2)   Menguruskan badan.. (oopps)&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;3)   Looking for Mr Right&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Apa lag ek....? Itu jer aku terfikir... Pasal no 3 tu.. aku baru terfikir.. Sejak beberapa hari ni, banyak isu berkaitan kahwin yang dibangkitkan oleh kengkawan di kala berbual... Tapi camner nak kahwin kalau takder calon... Sedangkan orang yang cantik pun masih belum berkahwin, apa tah lagi org yang kurang cantik (macam aku ni)... Tapi, jodoh pertemuan di tangan Yang Maha Esa... Mungkin...:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;1)   Jodoh tu belum muncul lagi..&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;2)   Ataupun dah muncul dpan mata cuma belum sampai serunya lagi&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;3)   Ataupun, jodoh bertemu di syurga  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Mungkin...!!&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Anyway, sempena Tahun Baru ni.. wish you all good luck in the future undertakings...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-1832650293654593721?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/1832650293654593721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=1832650293654593721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1832650293654593721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1832650293654593721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR...! 2009'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-7291411188113709784</id><published>2008-12-29T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T07:51:34.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bertepuk Sebelah Tangan (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>sambungan...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; 2 Minggu selepas kejadian yanga agak memalukan diri, aku menerima panggilan... Waktu tu cuti, aku spt biasa menjadi suri rumah sepenuh masa... Tgh jemur baju, aku terdengar telefon aku berbunyi di dalam bilik di tingkat atas.. Berlari aku menaiki tangga, dan dengan termengah2 aku pun menjawab telefon yang tertera no yang tak dikenali (public phone)... Bila aku mengucap hello.. kedengaran suara yang memang aku nantikan.. Si dia... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Berbunga2 aku mendengar suara dia.. Semenjak itu, aku dan dia berhubungan seperti teman tapi mesra.. Aku masih ingat lagi, satu peristiwa yang menyebabkan aku berduka seketika.. Si dia ni mmg agak popular, banyak peminat.. atau si dia gelar sebagai "pemenat".. Pernahlah seorang bdak junior ni, berbual ngan aku, bagitau, dia dengar gosip dlm kelab.. aku tanya gosip apa.. Junior ni ckp, gosip aku dngn si dia... Aku tergelak jer.. sbb memang dari dulu digosip dan aku spt tak kisah.. kemudian si junior ni cakap sesuatu yang buat aku tersentak.. "Eh, bukan ***** ni couple ngn kak ***** (senior kolej si junior)? Aku hanya mampu tersenyum paksa mendengarnya...  Ada gak aku bertanya pada si dia, jika si dia sudah berpunya.. Dan jawapannya, dia tidak mempunyai teman wanita.. Lega aku dibuatnya..&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Kemudian aku mendengar khabar angin kata si dia nak bertunang (aku dgr dr kengkawan) dengan kakak senior dari kolej di UKM itu... Aku terkejut sekali lagi.. dan buat sekian kalinya aku bertanya (sambil bergurau.. nak cover).. Jawapannya, khabar angin itu tidak benar.. dan memang tak benar pun&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Pernah beberapa kali gak aku bertanya status perhubungan aku dan dia, sama ada dia mengangap aku sebagai seorang adik, kawan, atau lbh dr itu... Jwpnnya.. dia pun kurang pasti... Tp, soal perasaan, memang sukar nak di duga... Tp sin dia memang seorang yang charming... that's why he hv a lot of pemenat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Tapi takderlah selalu contact or jumpa... Selalu msg jer.. sbb aku ni jenis gemuruh skit.. so apa2 selalu msg.. call kadang2.. jumpa pun kadang.. Ada gak si dia ni datang umah waktu raya (open house), selalu gak email2... Suka email ngan si dia, coz, he is funny and serious in the same time... Tu yang buat hati ni lekat jer  (he..he..he..)&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Tapi, itulah kata orang, langit tak sentiasa cerah... Suatu hari, waktu thn 3, di pesta konvo UKM, waktu tu agak jarang aku berjumpa dgn si dia, n.. dengan takdir Illahi, aku terserempak dengan nya di pesta Konvo... Terkejut gak aku.. Tanya dia nak ke mana, dia kata nak gi booth Fakulti Perubatan.. nak buat check up.. Dan aku tgk macam dia tergesa2 aku pun cakap ok lalu, dia pergi.. Tiba2 hati ini terdetik ingin menoleh ke arahnya... Aku terlihat dia bersama seorang wanita, (she's hugging him).. Hati aku luluh melihatnya.. aku bagai kaku di situ.. salah seorang kwn aku bertanya kenapa.. aku hanya terdiam, lalu dia menoleh ke arah yang sama... Kwn aku pun nampak apa yang aku nampak.. dan dengan perasan yang kecewa.. aku berjalan pulang ke kolej... kwn 2 aku tahu hati aku tak keruan... mereka pergi ke kafe.. dan aku pulang ke bilik, bersendirian... Dalam bilik.. aku tak tahu nak buat apa.. yang aku ingat, aku termenung sambil dok atas katil sambil pipiku mula di basahi air mata... Aku tak sanggup berdepan dgn si dia.,. Aku tak mahu menangis depan si dia... lalu seminggu lepas kejadian itu, pada hari jadi ku yang ke 21, aku memutuskan untuk meninggalkan harapan yang memang tidak akan jd kenyataan.., harapan yang beberapa kali kwn2 aku nasihat supaya dilupakan, tapi sebelum ini aku hiraukan kerana asyik dgn perasaan...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Tapi, aku perlu bangkit dari angan2..  Sebab, di kala itu aku sedar, aku hanyalah BERTEPUK SEBELAH TANGAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-7291411188113709784?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/7291411188113709784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=7291411188113709784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/7291411188113709784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/7291411188113709784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/12/bertepuk-sebelah-tangan-part-2.html' title='Bertepuk Sebelah Tangan (Part 2)'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-3274898846495590736</id><published>2008-12-25T18:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T18:59:31.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bertepuk sebelah tangan..</title><content type='html'>Korang tahu tak apa maksudnya, "bertepuk sebelah tangan".... Korang mesti tahunya.. Bayangkan korang cuba menepuk tangan dgn manggunakan sebelah tangan SAHAJA.. Ada bunyi tak... takder kan... korang tepuk angin jer... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Tapi korang pernah tak rasa macam mana menjadi tangan yang bertepuk sebelah tu... Aku dari dulu merasainya... Dari zaman sekolah menengah lg.. Biasalah, zaman2 itu ada admire orang sana.. org sini... tapi tak der sapa nak admire kita balik...&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dulu, aku ingat lagi, aku pernah admire seorang senior sekolah aku... Dia atlit sekolah.. aku admire dia dari form 2 lagi... Sometimes ada gak hantar request utk bg hadiah kt dia... Then bila aku nak pindah skolah SMSPP.. waktu tu Form 4, aku kononnya nak bagi surat salam perkenalan, sekaligus perpisahan... Surat tu aku tulis lah yang aku admire dia, tp dia tak perlu risau sbb aku takkan kacau dia pasal aku dah tak sekolah kat situ... Ko tau apa dia buat...? Dia bgtau makwenyer yang cam samseng.. Makwe dia pn ngamuk, siap mencari aku kt sekolah tu, Sorry.. Aku dah pun meninggalkan sekolah tu....&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Bila dah pindah sekolah, 2 tahun aku takder nak admire bdak lelaki... yerlah, skolah perempuan... Tapi masuk matrik, aku mula bercampur dengan kaum lelaki semula... Well, memang kejadian alam, sesuatu akan tertarik pada sesuatu yang berbeza.. macam perempuan tertarik pada lelaki... Aku perempuan, dan aku tertarik pada seorang lelaki.. ketika itulah..Bdak ni, kelas fizikal.. aku kelas hayat.. kira jarang utk peluang bertembung tu...Tapi suatu hari tu, aku bertembung dgnnya di library (port lepak aku).. Mulai hari itu, aku cuba mengenalinya dari jauh... dia tak kenal pun aku ni... Aku tertarik ngn karisma kepimpinannya.. tpi dia bukannla MPP waktu tu.. Nak kata hensem.... ntah.. kwn2 semua kata tak... dahler tinggi, melengkung plak tu.. Kah..kah.. kwn2 selalu cakap pasal kelengkungan badannya itu... Aku hanya admire dia dari jauh... selalu gak antar gift melalui kwn lelaki kelas aku... Bila aku dpt tahu dia tgh susah hati, aku akan hantar kad yang ada kata2 semangat... Aku tak tahulah kalau dia kenal aku ke tak, tapi aku tahu dia tak pandang pun aku... sbb waktu tu ada girl ni yang menjadi pujaan lelaki2 di sana, termasuklah mamat D ni... jadi tak ler mengharap pun.. Then, last day aku kat matriks, aku pun menghulurkan surat salam perkenalan dan perpisahan ( Macam sblm ni)melalui kwn aku... dan citer itu berhenti sampai disitu... &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Then aku masuk ke alam universiti di UKM, dan ketika di 1st year, ada gak mamat yang menjadi tarikan buat aku... Senior dan aku admire dia, dan dalam lbh kurang 6 bulan, aku merasakan aku patut upgrade kan rasa admire aku ke tahap yang lain.. aku rasa aku dah cukup matang utk mengendalikannya... tapi masih tak berani.. tp perasaan aku ni mmg obvious (bak kata kwn2 aku ler).. tp aku still tak berani menyatakannnya... Dan percutian kelab di sebuah pantai telah menyebabkan aku meluahkan perasaan aku.. tpi bukan direct face to face.. SMS jer.. (bengong tak).. Ni gara2 main truth or dare lah... Aku dapat truth, n diorang tanya antara ahli kelab aku suka siapa (Ayat soalannya panjang lagi.. malas).. Aku tergamam, nasib baik si dia takder, dah balik kg... Aku terdiam.. lama.. dan aku buat keputusan utk tidak menjawab.. (kengkawan kata aku tak sporting).. tapi aku terfikir, kenapa aku perlu bgtau diorang, baik aku bgtau si dia sendiri.. dgn tangan yang menggigil.. aku menaip sms lalu aku hantar padanya.. Bila dah sent, tiba2 aku gelabah... Alamak, dulu aku bg surat, lpas tu aku lesap.. ni aku nak lesap camner... Tapi waktu tu dia blk kg.. dan cuti akhir semester baru nak bermula.. bermakna aku akan balik umah juga.. jd aku takkan jumpa dia.. dan aku bolehlah lesap.. mcm biasa aku buat... Tapi... dalam perjalanan nak balik UKM, aku dapat call.. No si dia.. aku tak angkat... Lpas tu ada call lagi, no si dia.. aku tak angkat.. lpas tu no public, aku tahu si dia.. aku minta kwn aku angkat.. kata aku dah tido... Gelabah siot.. lpas tu takde call lg... Sampai kt UKM, aku ingat aku mmg berjaya melesapkan diri.. Rupa2nya dia dah menunggu di UKM.. ALAMAK... Aku jd gelabah... Dan aku turun bas sambil tidak memandang lansung mukanya.. tak becakap pun... Aku tak tahu apa nak buat... Dan aku dapat rasa dia agak marah, aku berkelakuan seperti itu.. mungkin dia ingat aku main2 dgn sms yang aku berikan itu... dan aku balik ke rumah dengan hati yang tak tenang... dan berminggu jugak lah, aku dan dia tak berhubungan... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersambung....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-3274898846495590736?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/3274898846495590736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=3274898846495590736' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3274898846495590736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3274898846495590736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/12/bertepuk-sebelah-tangan.html' title='Bertepuk sebelah tangan..'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-4744781299368950504</id><published>2008-12-24T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T06:41:40.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAWAT!!!!</title><content type='html'>Sekarang dunia mengalami kegawatan ekonomi yang agak melampau... dulu waktu tahun 1997-1998, takderlah seteruk ni.. (rasanya) waktu tu aku baru form 2-3, tak paham sangat ekonomi ni... tapi skang.. itulah isu yang membimbangkan aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apatah lagi, aku ni dah kembali ke status asal ku... Penganggur.. Sekarang nak cari kerja pun susah, dgn berita yang mengatakan 400 ribu orang kemungkinan kehilangan kerja, cukup merisaukan aku... Bayangkan, yang menganngur sekarang dah baper banyak... campur dgn yang bakal menganggur... Aduh risau nyer... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permohonan SPA aku masih belum memberi signal yang menjanjikan... Bukannya nyer aku tak mencari.. cari ... setakat ni, sejak aku grad... aku pernah jadi telemarketer (yang di marah, dicaci), Aku pernah masuk program keusahawan.. (BeST - Biotechnology Entreprenur Special Training Prog), Aku pernah menjadi cikgu (sementara jer)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku mula tertanya gak, dari hasil kajian aku, bidang aku kini, agak penting... Tapi kebanyakan enviromental company yang ada, lebih mementingkan keuntungan... They are business minded... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alah, bidang lain pun semua business minded.. mcm kwn aku, engineer.. Tapi pendapatnya sebagai engineer selalu disanggah... sebab tak memberi keuntungan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-4744781299368950504?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/4744781299368950504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=4744781299368950504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4744781299368950504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4744781299368950504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/12/gawat.html' title='GAWAT!!!!'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-8696325622059980348</id><published>2008-12-16T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T06:48:28.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favourite song.....</title><content type='html'>i LOVE this song so much, although there is nothing similar with my life but I love the lyrics and music.. so wonderful and sweet.... I hope I can sing this song with someone.. I hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AjH4Q7QuIpk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AjH4Q7QuIpk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Jason Mraz Featuring: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mp3lyrics.org/c/colbie-caillat/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Colbie Caillat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Do you hear me, i'M Talking to you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Across the water across the deep blue ocean &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Boy I hear you in my dreams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel your whisper across the sea &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I keep you with me in my heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You make it easier when life gets hard &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Lucky I'm in love with my best friend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky to be coming home again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They don't know how long it takes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting for a love like this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every time we say goodbye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish we had one more kiss &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll wait for you I promise you, I will &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky I'm in love with my best friend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky to be coming home again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky we're in love in every way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so I'm sailing through the sea &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To an island where we'll meet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll hear the music fill the air &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll put a flower in your hair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though the breezes through trees &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Move so pretty you're all I see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As the world keeps spinning round &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You hold me right here right now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky I'm in love with my best friend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky to be coming home again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky we're in love in every way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooooh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-8696325622059980348?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/8696325622059980348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=8696325622059980348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/8696325622059980348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/8696325622059980348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/12/favourite-song.html' title='Favourite song.....'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-449854317198133951</id><published>2008-12-01T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T05:44:48.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Right Brained In Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I have come accross this blog thing... whatever... And I answer all the question.. and here the results.. Ada yang benar dan ada yang tak... tak tahulah...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Antaranya.. Bila dia cakap aku dah byk kali fall in love.. mana ada, baru sekali... Itupun frust menonggeng...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tapi yang benarnya... aku mmg suka mengingatkan kembali peristiwa manis yang pernah aku alami.. tapi jarang sekali mimpi.. just daydream... He..he..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouarightbrainedorleftbrainedwomaninlovequiz/right.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bit of a drama queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peacemaker, first to end a fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good at thinking up creative dates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tend to fall in love and get hurt easily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going with your gut instead of your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empathetic and caring, sometimes to a fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good at recognizing patterns in relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in love many times, perhaps too many to count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wildly passionate and intense when falling in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous with relationships, going with the flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overly visual - can play back past dates like movies in your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses, love poems, and stuffed animals are a good start to winning your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouarightbrainedorleftbrainedwomaninlovequiz/"&gt;Are You a Right Brained or Left Brained Woman in Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-449854317198133951?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/449854317198133951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=449854317198133951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/449854317198133951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/449854317198133951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-are-right-brained-in-love-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-6552252451610957569</id><published>2008-11-24T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:04:43.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Number 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku baru sahaja menonton sebuah movie di TV (Astro) yang mana aku mengkagumi jalan ceritanya dan garapan lakonan watak utama... Phuuhh.. Best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/SSuHVTeWdqI/AAAAAAAAACM/uPPWN7FCjRc/s1600-h/1a7e6d44484b9282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272456588841875106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/SSuHVTeWdqI/AAAAAAAAACM/uPPWN7FCjRc/s320/1a7e6d44484b9282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selalunya kita menonton lakonan Jim Carey dengan gelak ketawa, kerana aksi komedinya, mimik mukanya yang menggelikan hati... tapi kali ni, dalam movie tu, aku kagum... serius and thrill jugak ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movie yang bertajuk : The Number 23, bermula apabila Walter (Jim Carey) bekerja sebagai Pengawai Kawalan Haiwan, (kerja dok tangkap haiwan terbiar). Hari tu dia dapat panggilan suruh tangkap seekor anjing di belakang sebuah kedai Cina. Dia pun berjaya tangkap, bila nak tengok nama anjing dan pemiliknya di collar, silauan dari nama anjing tu buat dia leka, n anjing tu pun gigit tangan dia.. then dia kejar anjing tu sampai satu kawasan perkuburan, tiba2 anjing tu lesap. Dia sebenarnya dah terlewat utk mengambil bini nya, Agatha yang membuka sebuah kedai kek. Diorang bercadang nk g parti kawan Agatha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan kebetulan hari tu, hari jadi Walter, Agatha yang sedang tunggu husbandnya lalu di depan sebuah kedai buku, dan terlihat sebuah buku berwanrna merah bertulis, 'The Number 23 : A novel of Obsession'. Dan dia membeli buku itu utk di hadiahkan pada husbandnya... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/SSuGmudNJ9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Hxbsznv7CiE/s1600-h/89539b90830a0934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272455788630976466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/SSuGmudNJ9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/Hxbsznv7CiE/s320/89539b90830a0934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan apabila Walter membaca buku itu, tiba2 dia merasakan bahawa kisah itu mengenai dirinya, hampir sama dengan dirinya, dan kaitan dengan nombor 23...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phuh... kalau aku citerkan mahu berjela2.. tapi kalau korang nak tahu kisahnya, g lah cari DVD ker, download.... tapi aku kata memang best citernya... Jim Carey nampak hensem betul dlm citer ni...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272456320424275922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/SSuHFrim79I/AAAAAAAAACE/YdSA0gxMIKs/s400/dd2661740c22670e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-6552252451610957569?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/6552252451610957569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=6552252451610957569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/6552252451610957569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/6552252451610957569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/11/number-23.html' title='The Number 23'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/SSuHVTeWdqI/AAAAAAAAACM/uPPWN7FCjRc/s72-c/1a7e6d44484b9282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-4844346378724902703</id><published>2008-11-24T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T04:59:37.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patutkah...</title><content type='html'>Td aku terfikir... bagaimanakah kita dapat mengurangkan kadar gangguan seksual yang selalu kaum wanita hadpi.. terutamanya drp org asing.. (org yang korang tak kenal)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pun pernah mengalami situasi sebegitu.. adik aku pun pernah.. dan kejadian yang menimpa kami pun di dalam kenderaan awam... Aku dlm LRT, adik aku dlm bas... Situasi begini aku rasa ramai yang alami.. tp yang aku alami bukan dalam kesesakan... Arghh.. malas nak citer.. dah lama pun, 2-3 thn yang lepas... Tp adik aku, baru-baru ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu aku terfikir patutkah aku melakukan seperti yang di lakukan di luar negara, mereka merekodkan maklumat penjenayah beserta gambar di dalam laman web... supaya memberi amaran pada kaum wanita yang lain agar menjauhi lelaki bangsat itu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi bila difikir2, apa akan jadi pada masa depan diorang (penjenayah itu)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lpas tu aku terfikir, mungkin nanti ada yang salah guna, letak profil org yang tak bersalah, atas sbb dengki....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, apa yang diorang buat tu mmg tak patut.. tak patut....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-4844346378724902703?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/4844346378724902703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=4844346378724902703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4844346378724902703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4844346378724902703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/11/patutkah.html' title='Patutkah...'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-952571191772688309</id><published>2008-11-17T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T04:49:38.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL's LIFE</title><content type='html'>Sudah agak lama aku tak jenguk blog aku.. Biasalah, xde connection ngan internet... tp skang dah.. (He..he.. baru bayar bil) Anyway, last entry aku, aku bgtau aku jd cikgu... Now, still jd cikgu, cikgu yg tgh cuti sekolah, dan akan habis kontrak 31/12/08... Sepanjang 6 bulan aku jd cikgu.. banyak sungguh pengalaman yang aku dapat. Bila nak tinggalkan sekolah last day ari tu, hati aku jd sayu.. yerlah byk kenangan manis.... Pahit pun ada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biasalah bila anak dara yang &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SINGLE, MINGLE, TRINGLE&lt;/span&gt; masuk sekolah, usik-mengusik biasalah.. Walaupun aku adalah anak GPK 1 di sekolah itu.. tapi most of them treat me well.. why I say most.. because not all treat me well... Antaranya :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;seorang cikgu lelaki yang mana boleh dikatakan oleh cikgu2 lain sebagai single... Kunamakan Cikgu A. Ada seorang cikgu F yang baik dan suka bergurau2 mengenenkan aku ngan Cikgu A... Aku tahu niat Cikgu F sekadar bergurau, jd aku pun diamkan jerlah... Layan je gurauannya.. then satu hari tu, aku dok kt meja aku sorg2.. Cikgu A dok kt meja depan aku sorang2.. datang Cikgu F , seperti biasa nk bergurau, cakap kt Cikgu A " A.. berseri ari ni.. ada pelangi.. Hang tak mau ka?" Dan tahu apa yang Cikgu A balas.... "Pelangi yang itu..? Tak hingin aku..!!" Aku yang tgh sibuk menanda buku terus terhenti, tapi aku tak naikkan kepala yang memamng tunduk dr awal.... Dlm hati aku, aku pun tak ter hingin Cikgu A tu.,.. tapi kenapa cakap macam tu?.. Dia ingat aku ni bengap dan lurus ker sampai tak paham maksud pelangi yang diungkapkan cikgu F tadi. Aku tengok Cikgu F pun mcm rasa bersalah bila dengar Cikgu A ckp macam tu.... Well, lgpun aku paham kenapa Cikgu A ckp mcm tu... Aku sedar kekurangn yg ada pada diri aku&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ada antara cikgu 6 jahanam.. gelaran pada cikgu2 yang pernah biadab, kurang ajar, terhadap mak aku.. ada antara cikgu yang lansung tak memandang aku, cam menyampah.. mungkin diorang ingat aku jd spy mak kau kot.. anyway, aku jd cikgu bukan sebab itu...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9bf9b53f59699f73" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9bf9b53f59699f73%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329987253%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB22339CE41A36CE96EEBBDA49BE0EF313CE8105.9E0D26779CF3657159836D5951FA8E1A5EA2617%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9bf9b53f59699f73%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ_poXtWU-bvDl3V5JWiyMT-tuuo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9bf9b53f59699f73%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329987253%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB22339CE41A36CE96EEBBDA49BE0EF313CE8105.9E0D26779CF3657159836D5951FA8E1A5EA2617%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9bf9b53f59699f73%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ_poXtWU-bvDl3V5JWiyMT-tuuo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;comelkan anak murid aku.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tapi ada gak cikgu2 yang baik2, best2... nantilah citer.. skang aku nk bakar biskut yang adunannya telah aku simpan dlm peti ais...... Soft Chocolate Cookies.. Yummy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-952571191772688309?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9bf9b53f59699f73&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/952571191772688309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=952571191772688309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/952571191772688309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/952571191772688309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/11/schools-life.html' title='SCHOOL&apos;s LIFE'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-2956568962019921770</id><published>2008-07-04T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T07:29:42.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Miss...!!</title><content type='html'>Hai... Dah lama tak menulis blog.. bukannya apa, bz skit and letih... Well, citer baru... I'm now not with Alam Flora.. but with SK Tmn Nirwana.. he..he.. jadi cikgu.. alah sementara jer sampai ujung tahum.. yerlah belum ada rezeki dapat kerja tetap. I'm now teaching English and Art for year 4( ceh, speaking). Penat gak mengajar ni.. sblm ni aku asyik mengata jer cikgu2 ni mengada, dahler gaji tinggi, kerja separuh hari... tapi bila aku dah jd cikgu.. aku sendiri mengakui, kerja ini sgtlah sukar, bukan seperti yang ramai sangkakan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ada juga cikgu2 ni yang menyangka kerja ni senang.. mana taknyer kalau asyik tak masuk kelas, ataupun masuk kelas tapi tak mengajar... ada juga orang macam tu... Lepas tu kalau kena tegur dengan org atasan, boleh plak melawan... Disebabkan ada cikgu2 macam ni, itu sebabler murid2 pun zaman sekarang kurang ajar, tak hormat guru....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengenai pengalaman aku mengajar yang sudah hampir masuk minggu yang ke 3, hmm... First day aku masuk kelas, aku suruh bdak2 panggil aku Miss Linda... He..he.. dapat Idea dari kakak aku.. dan juga dr Angah (senior KTR).... Dah ler kat sekolah tu mana ada bdak2 panggil teacher, Miss.. aku sorang jer... Pak Lang aku kalau jumpa aku, suka dia panggil aku Miss Linda....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelas yang aku dapat plak kelas yang corot2.. exam semua merah jer... Adoi..!! Itulah cabaran yang paling besar wat aku... mana pernah aku mengajar.. jadi memang agak memenatkan badan dan juga otak.... Kira ada gak ar aku mengaplikasikan ilmu teater aku dalam P&amp;amp;P... bdak2 pn agak suka.... Bak kata mak aku, aura keibuan aku kuat... Adoi... Dahler badan hampir sama ngn mak aku, dah macam bini orang.. ataupun lebih tepat mcm mak budak.. Adoi, jatuh saham..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada gak ar, cikgu2 lelaki main2 usik.. alah diorang usik2 jer.. mana berani nak kacau anak dara Pn Che Pah... GPK 1 SK Tmn Nirwana... Oh, lupa plak, aku mengajar di sekolah mak aku... Tapi memang penat betullah.. Aku mengajar pagi, n setiap kali balik dari sekolah, aku memang akan tido petang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, aku respek betul kat cikgu2 yang buat kerja ngan betul.. Kira aku memohon maaf kepada cikgu2 semua kerana memandag rendah kerana kerjaya ini sebenarnya perlukan orang yang mampu dr segi fizikal and emosi....Permohonan maaf ini hanya untuk Cikgu2 yang berwibawa sahaja....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklah, Miss Linda nak chow... If I hv free time, maybe I write more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-2956568962019921770?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/2956568962019921770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=2956568962019921770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/2956568962019921770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/2956568962019921770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-miss.html' title='Hello Miss...!!'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-3869848317148626852</id><published>2008-05-26T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T00:16:19.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pakaian seragam sekolah pelajar perempuan tak seksi?</title><content type='html'>Pakaian seragam sekolah pelajar perempuan tak seksi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itu kata daripada seorang menteri lelaki…. Kalau ikutkan dasar dan standard pemakaiannya memang tak seksi.. tapi skang, pelajar perempuan dah advance… mau tayang2… tak nak ikut dasar dan standard… Yang cikgu pulak.. Cikgu lelaki lagi suka, cikgu pompuan malas nak tegur, takut di cop jeles…  Tapi nampak sgt obvious, menteri lelaki ni, sama ada rabun /buta atau saja2 rabun/buta… Cuba tengok bdak2 sekolah skang camner.. Meh, nak terangkan senario dulu dan sekang…. Which one is better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)      Dulu&lt;br /&gt;          Pakai baju kurung, labuh bajunya sampai ke lutut atau pon ke bawah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Sekarang&lt;br /&gt;        Pakai baju kurung labuh baju sampai peha jer.. tak leh lbh lutut…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)      Dulu,&lt;br /&gt;          baju kurung berpesak, sedang2 besar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Sekarang&lt;br /&gt;          Baju kurung kena sendat2, singkat, lengan pun singkat.. (nampak cam baju lusuh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)      Dulu,&lt;br /&gt;          baju warna putih, kain kapas yang tebal, kalau pakai bra pun, nampak cam tak nampak jer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Sekarang,&lt;br /&gt;          baju warna putih alah jarang2.. nampak cam baju 2-3 thn lepas…. Kalau pakai bra, dari jauh dah boleh nampak.. apatah lagi kalau pakai yang kaler2…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)      Dulu&lt;br /&gt;          Kain, kalau boleh nak labuh sampai buku lali atau lebih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Sekarang&lt;br /&gt;        Kain kalau boleh atas pergelangan kaki, nampakkkan kulit, kaki pakai stoking yang pendek takat buku lali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)      Dulu&lt;br /&gt;         Tudung kalau boleh, jatuh atas bahu, segitiga tutup ‘poket’. Plg pendek pun, dapat tutup tali bra kt belakang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang&lt;br /&gt;Tudung kalau boleh, jgn kena bahu, biar tergantung, kalau toleh sikit nampak leher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa lagii nak tambah….?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-3869848317148626852?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/3869848317148626852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=3869848317148626852' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3869848317148626852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3869848317148626852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/05/pakaian-seragam-sekolah-pelajar.html' title='Pakaian seragam sekolah pelajar perempuan tak seksi?'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-8120268665309110509</id><published>2008-05-20T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:45:08.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dejavu...</title><content type='html'>Novel aku aku dah update kan kat blog aku satu lagi http://aredroses.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila aku baca balik kan.. aku sendiri tergelak.. yerah, novel itu mmg aku dah tulis lama btul... rasanya waktu aku kt UKM dalam tahun 3 kot... Tapi, rasa cam dejavu jer... aku tulis ni mmg berdasarkan isihati aku.. cuma di tambah skit imaginasi... tapi...rasa cam lawak, psl watak utama Ani, bekerja di DRB Hicom, bhgn environment.... Harr.... aku skang bekerja di Alam Flora yang mana merupakan anak syarikat DRB-Hicom... cam ada coincidence... ada gak kebetulan2 yang lain... tapi btul.. cam rasa dejavu jer... Korang bacalah... komen2 skit, sbb aku mmg perlukan bantuan korang utk memperkayakan isi n bahasa dlm novel aku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-8120268665309110509?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/8120268665309110509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=8120268665309110509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/8120268665309110509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/8120268665309110509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/05/dejavu.html' title='Dejavu...'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-1076729604604128615</id><published>2008-04-30T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T01:23:39.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Lives</title><content type='html'>Betul ker kucing ada 9 nyawa... ? Aku tertanya kerana, kucing kesayangan aku baru sahaja meninggalkan aku buat selama2nya...&lt;br /&gt;Gemuk... Namanya Gemuk... Jenis American Long Hair... Umurnya tahun ni dah 4 thn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku selalu bergurau dgn berkata, kalau Gemuk mati, camner lah Kak &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nya&lt;/span&gt;... (panggilan aku di rumah). N then hari sabtu lepas.. aku tercari2 dia... dari pagi aku cari... dahler aku risau sbb hari tu abg ipar aku telah terjuma seekor anak ular tedung selar di belakang umah.. aku terus berasa risau tentang Gemuk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then petang tu.. aku keluar ke kedai.. balik dr kedai, aku mencari Gemuk.. tak jumpa... then aku suruh adik aku cari.. x sampai seminit adik aku keluar umah, aku dengar adik aku menjerit memanggil nama aku.. aku terus berlari keluar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safwan cakap Gemuk ada kat dlm longkang umah cina sebelah... Tak bergerak.. terus aku berlari.. aku lihat ekor gemuk yang kembang tu terjulur keluar dr longkang.. aku jerit namanya.. ekornya tak bergerak.. aku jerit lagi sambil mendekati gemuk... Then ketika itu aku tahu, gemuk sudah pun mati. Aku menagis bagai nak rak.. sbb dia mati tiba2.. dan aku paling rapat dgn gemuk..... Aku menangis teresak2 dpan umah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila Safwan dan Fitrah berjaya mengeluarkan Gemuk dari longkang tu dan bawa ke depan aku... Tangis aku makin kuat... Aku lihat badannya yang terbujur kaku... melihat ekornya kembang.. seolah2 dia tidur... aku tak sanggup kehilangan Gemuk.. Tapi sudah takdir.. Gemuk telah pergi selamanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gemuk, akak sayang gemuk.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-1076729604604128615?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/1076729604604128615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=1076729604604128615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1076729604604128615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1076729604604128615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/04/nine-lives.html' title='Nine Lives'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-8934573602610831853</id><published>2008-04-24T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:09:35.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitam or hijau?</title><content type='html'>Hari ni, aku pegi meronda area pusat bandar... Dgn Abuya ngan En Keong... Naik plak keta peronda yang baru keluar bengkel... Oklah.. Then before g area, Abuya nk isi minyak dulu.. so gilah kt stesen Petronas Jln Cochrane (betul ker eja ni...?) Yang kelakarnya... isi pakai kad.. keter tu plak pakai diesel... so park ler keter tu kt pam yang ada diesel... Aku perhatikan je Abuya ngn En Keong menekan punat2 kat pam tu... Siap minta no pin, tekan jumlah.. aku isi  minyak pakai kad, takderlah susah camtu...&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;       'Apa yang diorg nk buat ni..?' aku tertanya sendirian.. Lepas selesai dengan kad.. Abuya terus angkat nozel masuk dlm tangki.. Tekan2 meter minyak kt pam tu tak jalan.... En Keong pun try tekan tak jalan.. aku pun tgk ler apa masalah nya.. pam rosak ker... Abuya pun terus panggil attendan pam... Then aku perasan.. nozel diesel yang berwarna hitam masih ada kt tmptnya... then aku tgk nozel kt tangki.... Warna hijau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    'La... isi utk diesel, tapi angkat nozel petrol..., ish2...' Aku tergelak je sorang dlm keter tu.. Lawak betul pagi2 ni..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-8934573602610831853?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/8934573602610831853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=8934573602610831853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/8934573602610831853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/8934573602610831853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/04/hitam-or-hijau.html' title='Hitam or hijau?'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-3455007362958622456</id><published>2008-04-20T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:31:28.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Karya ku...</title><content type='html'>Kepada kengkawan ku yang mengenali aku.. korang pun tahu aku suka menulis, dari ke novel, puisi mahupun skrip.. tapi kadang2 jer aku tunjuk kt korang... Tapi satu hari, aku tertanya, apa tujuan aku menulis semua ini.. kalau bukan utk dibaca.. so, aku telah membuat keputusan untuk mempublishkan nya di peringkat blog.. nk cetak, cam tak confident jer.. at least kalau kt blog, korg baca, boleh komen2 skit.. boleh aku perbaiki skit2... Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan wat laman blog baru.. khas untuk karya2 aku nanti.. ok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-3455007362958622456?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/3455007362958622456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=3455007362958622456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3455007362958622456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3455007362958622456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/04/karya-ku.html' title='Karya ku...'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-1950271174907208272</id><published>2008-04-18T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:21:38.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Thinking Hats</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Have you ever heard about six thinking hats? Let me tell you guys:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Overall there are 6 type of thinking hats : White Hat, Blue Hat, Yellow Hat, Black Hat, Red Hat and Green Hat..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Sometimes when we were thinking, about a problem, or a issue, sometimes we think a different way…. Like thinking hats.. it show different way of thinking.. I have learn about this thinking hat when I was trainee in Marditech for BeST program.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;'Six Thinking Hats' is a powerful technique that helps you look at important decisions from a number of different perspectives. It helps you make better decisions by pushing you to move outside your habitual ways of thinking. As such, it helps you understand the full complexity of the decision, and spot issues and opportunities to which you might otherwise be blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many successful people think from a very rational, positive viewpoint. This is part of the reason that they are successful. Often, though, they may fail to look at a problem from an emotional, intuitive, creative or negative viewpoint. This can mean that they underestimate resistance to change, fail to make creative leaps, and do not make essential contingency plans.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Similarly, pessimists may be excessively defensive, and people used to a very logical approach to problem solving may fail to engage their creativity or listen to their intuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at a problem with the 'Six Thinking Hats' technique, then you will solve it using all approaches. Your decisions and plans will mix ambition, skill in execution, sensitivity, creativity and good contingency planning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;This tool was created by Edward de Bono in his book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/redirect?tag=mindtools&amp;amp;path=tg/detail/-/0316178314/qid%3D1059757507/sr%3D2-1%3Fv%3Dglance%26s%3Dbooks"&gt;&lt;span class="mainlinktxt1"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;6 Thinking Hats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2 style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="heading2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;How to Use the Tool:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;To use Six Thinking Hats to improve the quality of your decision-making, look at the decision 'wearing' each of the thinking hats in turn.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Each 'Thinking Hat' is a different style of thinking. These are explained below:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span class="heading2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;White Hat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this thinking hat, you focus on the data available. Look at the information you have, and see what you can learn from it. Look for gaps in your knowledge, and either try to fill them or take account of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where you analyze past trends, and try to extrapolate from historical data.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Red Hat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Wearing' the red hat, you look at the decision using intuition, gut reaction, and emotion. Also try to think how other people will react emotionally, and try to understand the intuitive responses of people who do not fully know your reasoning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Black Hat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     When using black hat thinking, look at things pessimistically, cautiously      and defensively. Try to see why ideas and approaches might not work. This      is important because it highlights the weak points in a plan or course of      action. It allows you to eliminate them, alter your approach, or prepare      contingency plans to counter problems that arise. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Black Hat thinking helps to make your plans 'tougher' and more resilient. It can also help you to spot fatal flaws and risks before you embark on a course of action. Black Hat thinking is one of the real benefits of this technique, as many successful people get so used to thinking positively that often they cannot see problems in advance, leaving them under-prepared for difficulties.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yellow Hat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The yellow hat helps you to think positively. It is the optimistic      viewpoint that helps you to see all the benefits of the decision and the      value in it, and spot the opportunities that arise from it. Yellow Hat      thinking helps you to keep going when everything looks gloomy and      difficult. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Green Hat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: center; text-indent: -0.25in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; The Green Hat stands for creativity. This is where you can develop creative solutions to a problem. It is a freewheeling way of thinking, in which there is little criticism of ideas. A whole range of &lt;a href="http://www.mindtools.com/pages/main/newMN_TMC.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="border: 0in none windowtext; padding: 0in; color: rgb(51, 153, 204);"&gt;creativity tools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; can help you here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Blue Hat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The Blue Hat stands for process control. This is the hat worn by people      chairing meetings. When running into difficulties because ideas are      running dry, they may direct activity into Green Hat thinking. When      contingency plans are needed, they will ask for Black Hat thinking, and so      on. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-1950271174907208272?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/1950271174907208272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=1950271174907208272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1950271174907208272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1950271174907208272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/04/six-thinking-hats.html' title='Six Thinking Hats'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-4291474459126687486</id><published>2008-04-13T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T18:49:09.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aduh....</title><content type='html'>Malam semalam aku g dinner KTR, kt Puri Pujangga, UKM. Asalnya aku tak mo g, segan.. yerlah aku pun dah lama tak jenguk KTR.. Tapi setelah dipujuk Azimah, aku pun g. So, aku kluar umah, ptg pkul 4. Hujan tgh lebat.. Aduh, knapa setiap kali aku nak g UKM mesti hujan lebat.. Nasib baik aku kluar ptg tu, nk g Warta ngn Yati.. rancangnya nak g main Boling, sampai warta dah lupa tujuan plak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then aku pun window shopping ngn Yati, tapi ada gak shopping skit2.. adaler beli kasut sepasang...  then, pkul 6.30, aku g umah Yati, nak bersiap. Asalnya nak gi bersiap kat bilik Azie, tapi Azie kata dia tak balik lagi... takperlah, siap jerlah kt umah Yatie.... Lpas tu Azie kata tak mo g plak.. Apa ni..Tanya punya tanya, rupanya Azie baru dpt tahu, event tu ada VIP, bawa Datin, so dia knal datin tu... Jika ada VIP mesti ada protokolnya.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, pkul 8, kitorang bertolak g UKM... Azie dah sampai kt Puri Pujangga... Aik, cepat gak minah ni bersiap... So, aku pun meluru dgn WKG 781 ke UKM... Sampai2 jer aku tengok, orang masih sikit.. blum datang lagi kot, hati aku berbisik... aku n Yatie pun mendaftarkn diri (bayar 30), dari jauh, dah nampak Aziemah ngn topi nyer.. Wow, minah ni... Bergaya sakan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku masuk jer kt ... (nak kata ballroom ker... bukan kot) hall... aku perhatikan setnyer... cantik, mmg cantik... ku lihat dilantai, diorang letakkn daun2 pelepah...bertabur nak bangkitkn suasana hawaian (tema dinner).. Hmm cantik... Tapi berbahaya... (sorry).. mana taknyer, orang boleh tersadung, tergelincir dgn daun tu.... sbb dlm dewan tu, lampu agak dim... kalau kt pantai mmg terang, nampak ler dedaun tu, boleh langkah ker, elak ker... nasib baik takder yang pakai dress, kang dgn daun2 tu diheretnya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku perhatikan sekeliling.. Alumni ku kira tak lbh 10 org... Batch aku yang ada Azie, Yatie, n Man.... Aku perhatikan sekeliling gak, Wow, bergaya jugak bdak2 ni...masuk gak ler tema Hawaian diorang tu.. tapi ada gak yang aku tak berkenan.. Nak komen ker...? Tak payahler, sbb pakaian diorang, pilihan diorang sendiri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, biler VIP masuk... Majlis pun bermula..... Tgk MC nyer... Seorang cam tourist, sorang cam nelayan, masuk kot tema... tp oklah, then bile bg speech, maafler... Pengarah projek, jangan malu2, takut2 nk bg speech... sbb akak tgk cam gitu, tak berapa menarik.... Then beberapa ucapan lagi slps tu, oleh Bung, dan perasmi... N bila gimik perasmian, aku tunggu gak apa.. Ooo.. pecah kelapa kluar bunga... Hmm OK, tapi boleh dibuat lagi menarik... konsep yang sama tapi boleh dibuat menarik lagi... G-ya n geng pun sampai lpas tu, makin cantik adik2 aku ni....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, startler makan, sblm tu baca doa makan... Aik, doa makan pun kena baca skrip ker? Lain kali hafal..! (sorry yer).. Aku yang mmg kelaparan, terus pergi ke meja buffet.. aku ambil mushroom soup, ngn roti garlic, then salad, makaroni n Tuna..(appertizer) Lpas tu baru makan main Course.. nasi.. N tgh makan, diorang wat sedikit show, ikut batch.. 1st year wat show bisu... alah, salah konsep ar korang... utk dinner show, jgn sesekali wat Aksi Bisu (tak bersuara).. sbb org tgh makan, takdernyer org nak tgk n fokus cuba paham apa yang korang wat.. N tgh berlawan2 tak bersuara... tiba2 dengar plak org berpantun.. aik.. lari konsep ni.. (jgn mare adik2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, show 2nd batch...  Ooh La La... Hmm menari2.... menari suka hati kot, sbb tak nampak cam koreopgraph pun... Tapi nampak serabut n syok sendiri.. (sorry adik2) tapi yang penting korang sporting..! Then 3rd batch plak, Misha n Oshien nyanyi karaoke.. Eh, diorang 3rd year ker... He..he.. Last minute punye plan.. nyanyi jerlah.... Then diorang nk suruh Alumni wat show.. aku pun geleng kepala.. I'm out of it... because tak der bgtau pun nk kena wat show... jadi last minute punyer plan, Azie n Yatie ajak nyanyi, so kitorag belek cd .. alah takder lagu best lah... Belek2 punya belek.. Tak jadi nk nyanyi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, En Aziz (antara VIP) nyanyi lagu Broery Marantika- Angin Malam... Then, tiba2 aku nampak sorang wanita dok sebelah Bung tgh belek CD.. eh, cam kenal sapa ek.. Aku tanya Azie, sapa dia?.. "Eh, tu lah K Lena.. awek Bung... " Ooohh... lupa lak.. Ehem bukan awek lagi, tunang Bung... Oo.. K' Lena nak nyanyi ke... Ooo.. Duet ngn Bung.. Apa? Bung... nyanyi... Wahh.. 1st time dapat tgk.... Wah.. loving btul couple ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, aku dah kenyang, tak boleh nk makan lagi... bukan nyer banyak aku makan pun, aku skang dah kurang mkn malam, (nak diet), Cabutan bertuah pun tak bertuah.... susu pun dah 2 gelas minum... Hi..hi. malunyer... boleh Yatie bawa satu jag susu tu ke meja.. Hii..hii.. Lpas tu diorang wat anugerah2... Oklah... aku tgk jam, alamak dah nak pukul 11... VIP pun dah lama balik... Aku pun nk angkat kaki, bukannya apa, aku dok KL jauh, drive sorang plak tu bahaya... aku pun terpaksalah meninggalkan majlis yang belum selesai lagi... Aku sempat salam baper org jer.. then bila aku berjalan kluar, pengarah diner tu, datang n bersalam dgn aku, then Redziz plak (YDP baru KTR), then Pengarah Diner tu salam aku skali lagi, n tanya, "Nama akak sapa?" Aik, salam tadi tak tahu nama ker... Aku sergah bdak tu.. saja Gurau..! Jgn marah yer dik... Then aku pun kluar dr hall tu g ke kereta dgn diiringi oleh Azie n Yatie.... Hmm... Seram gak nak balik sorang ni.. ala Redah Jer (Trademark Nadia AF6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai umah pkul 11.45, phuh.. nasib baik sempat tgk bola, Man U lwn Arsenal... Yahoo... Man U menang 2-1...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-4291474459126687486?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/4291474459126687486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=4291474459126687486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4291474459126687486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4291474459126687486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/04/aduh.html' title='Aduh....'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-343426522329565984</id><published>2008-04-10T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:06:36.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apa nak jadi?</title><content type='html'>Apa nak jadi ngn lelaki zaman sekarang? Selalu kita dengar orang cakap pasal pompuan.. apa nak jadi pada pompuan zaman sekarang... Selalu jer kita mendengar orang mengata pompuan camtu lah..camnilah... Meh, aku plak nk mengata lelaki zaman sekarang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Lelaki zaman sekarang, tak bleh caya kalau nampak cam warak.. citer tang agama, huh pandai.. tapi Solat Jumaat pun tak laksanakan... Tua muda sama jer.. Contohnya : aku ingat lagi masa aku kt UKM, adalah pakcik2 ni gah citer tentang sirah Nabi... gah citer tentang sejarah Islam.. Tapi citer ketika org lain sedang bersolat Jumaat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Lelaki zaman skang asyik mengata pompuan pakai tak cukup kain, tak sopan, tapi bila nampak.. hah nak terjojol biji mata... Contohnyer : Adalah seorang mamat ni, dok ngata tak sanggup nak tgk pompuan seksi2.. biler lalu depan mata, amboi tak lekang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Lelaki zaman skang, kata tak sanggup tgk anak muda zama skang berpeleseran, wat x senonoh, tapi tgk videp porn kt internet, nak tgk aksi2 remaja....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Lelaki zaman skang, pandai... pandai cakap tak pandai wat.. Contohnyer: Cakap bagi teori, wat camni..wat camtu.. lpas tu tinggal, yang kena wat nyer, pompuan.. tak gentle man lansung...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa lagi, byk ni... nak tulis semua tak boleh tulis terang2.. pasal aku kerja dikelilingi lelaki2.. yang ada sepertinya......&lt;br /&gt; Nanti sambung lagi yer.. CHOW..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-343426522329565984?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/343426522329565984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=343426522329565984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/343426522329565984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/343426522329565984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/04/apa-nak-jadi.html' title='Apa nak jadi?'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-244990232297156744</id><published>2008-04-08T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:29:21.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hashim, Husin, Hitch dan Ajis</title><content type='html'>Aku nak cerita pada korang semua, mengenai &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hashim&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Husin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hitch&lt;/span&gt; dan &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ajis&lt;/span&gt;. Ini bukan kisah mengenai orang, tapi ini kisah nama.. Nama2 ni sering kali kiter dengar.. Tapi bukan dari bahan cerite mahupun gosip.. Cuba korang fikir, nama2 ini berkaitan dengan apa...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ia berkaitan dengan BERSIN !!! Yer, bersin... aku selalu mendengar nama2 ini disebut ketika orang2 bersin... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hashim&lt;/span&gt; - common.. mmg biasa kita dengar orang bersin menyebut Hashim.. HaaShimmm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Husin&lt;/span&gt; - Pernah korang dengar orang bersin sebut Husin..? Ha.. ini sorang mamat bdak junior kolej aku.. Tgh makan ngan dia kt kafe Dato' Onn.. boleh dia bersin.. HuuuSSIINN!! Tergelak aku.. bukan aja aku jer tergelak... ramai gak kt kafe tu.. mana taknyer, org ramai... Lawak btul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hitch&lt;/span&gt; - Ini bunyi aku dengar dari jiran aku.. every morning akan dengar la dia bersin HiiTCCHH...HitcHHH!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ajis &lt;/span&gt;-  ha.. ini aku dengar baru2 ni... Bos aku.. kena selsema kot.. Bila dia bersin..AAaaJjiiiSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi..Hi.. kelakar btul...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-244990232297156744?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/244990232297156744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=244990232297156744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/244990232297156744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/244990232297156744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/04/hashim-husin-hitch-dan-ajis.html' title='Hashim, Husin, Hitch dan Ajis'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-1445778624944214625</id><published>2008-04-03T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T18:53:27.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of Blue Stuff Bear &amp; Oranges Squish Star…</title><content type='html'>Hi! I’m Linda. I would like to tell you, a story.. Hmm.. Not a.. but several story, about my friends in the office. They were a mini blue stuff bear that I called &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oranges&lt;/span&gt; Squish Star that I called &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Star&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, in the office, they always there beside me.. Always look at me with this look.. I don’t know what to call but I feel good when they look at me like that. Blue was so soft and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Star&lt;/span&gt; was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; came in to my life, I think a month ago, at Pantai Teluk Kemang. It was destiny that I grabbed &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; while my eyes closed. “Ahh.. so cute.. The color is blue, so I’m gonna called you &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;..” Then when I bring &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; home, I try to make him sit. But suddenly, his hand become loose. “Oh, no.. his hand.. what I’ve done!” I try to fix his hand, but couldn’t. So I let him be like that but I handle it with care. If I touch him, I make sure I don’t make his hand became more loosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Star&lt;/span&gt; comes up a week after that. I met him at JobsDB.com career fair, when there was a guy want to promote me to join his “thingy”. I just joined, then he said that I would get something if I join. Then there was three of us, and only 1 thing to be given. The guy show me the thing : &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sta&lt;/span&gt;r. The he said, he only got one with him, but the others can get it at their booth. So he asked, who want it first, and quickly I said I want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, they are my companion in this lonely office.. Not so lonely.. sometimes…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-1445778624944214625?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/1445778624944214625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=1445778624944214625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1445778624944214625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1445778624944214625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi-im-linda.html' title='The story of Blue Stuff Bear &amp; Oranges Squish Star…'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-1201703585693951220</id><published>2008-04-03T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T18:47:54.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl power… tak.. Women Power..</title><content type='html'>Kuasa wanita.. zaman sekarang peranan wanita tidak terhad pada kerja2 surirumah, ataupun menjadi cikgu, mahupun nurse.. Tidak juga terhad pada kerjaya seperti Mak Andam, Beautician n so on… Skang wanita mempunyai peranan yang penting, dalam keluarga, masyarakat, pejabat dan dunia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku berkata begitu kerana lihat sajalah, wanita2 hebat di dunia… Dari pelbagai bidang.. Dan disini aku ingin menyatakan kekaguman aku pada seorang wanita.. Pn Salmiah, kakak yang bekerja sebagai driver di Alam Flora. Mmglag skang ni ramai wanita2 menjadi driver, tapi Kak Miah ni, bukan sebarang driver… Dia adalah driver Lori Road Sweeper…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha.. korang mesti tak tahu menatang apa tu.. itu adalah lori yang attach ngn machine, berfungsi untuk menyapu jalan terutamanya Highway… bukan kecik oo lori ni.. lagi besar dari lori simen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kira, Isnin lalu, aku  ditugaskan untuk mengikut Kak Miah ni g wat operasi m’gunakan Road Sweeper. Nak panjat kepala lori tu pun aku payah… Tinggi bebenor.. Then kitaorang bertolak ke Dengkil nak buang waste yang dah disedut semalamnya. Dalam perjalanan nak ke dengkil, seronok aku berciter ngn kak Miah tu.. Kalau tengok fisikalnya, aku lagi besar dari dia, apatah lagi dia pun sudah bercucu.. tapi masih mampu membawa lori sebesar itu…&lt;br /&gt; Bila nak masuk ke landfill.. Ya Allah, jlnnya macam hampeh, sakit gak badan aku… Tapi Kak Miah bawa ngan rilexnyer.. Then lpas dumping, kitorang g kawasan, sepanjang jalan tu, aku lihat ramai yang memandang kitorang 2 wanita di dalam lori ni… Mesti diorag rasa pelik ataupun kagum melihat wanita zaman skang ni.. Aku plak rasa bangga dapat naik lori tu, walaupun aku tak drive.. Mungkin ada yang m’perlekehkan tugas seperti ini, tapi .. ntah, aku tak tau nk ckp apa.. tapi seronok gak arr… Nantilah, aku letak gambar lorry tu.. skang takder plak gambarnyer…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-1201703585693951220?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/1201703585693951220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=1201703585693951220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1201703585693951220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1201703585693951220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/04/girl-power-tak-women-power.html' title='Girl power… tak.. Women Power..'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-4233556533088492815</id><published>2008-03-27T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T01:57:50.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Love</title><content type='html'>Suasana bekerja dikelilingi org2 yang jauh lebih tua dari aku.. mengingatkn aku kisah lama… Kisah suka &amp;amp; duka aku ketika muda2 dulu.. (skang pun muda lagi..). Kt ofis aku ni, akulah satu-satunya anak dara yang ada.. Apa lagi, pakcik2 kt sini suka lah mengusik aku… Dari yang berumur 30-an sampai 50-an nak digosipkan ngan aku. Rasa terhibur dengan gelagat diorang yang seolah2 cuba meng’ayat’ aku… sedangkan diorang dah berbini dan ber ‘anak’. Aku tahu niat diorang hanya bergurau.. sbb aku kt ofis ni.. senyap jer….&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Bila diusik sebegitu, kenangan lama terimbas kembali. Aku terkenang kembali si ‘Dia’ yang telah aku cuba lupakan dalam 4 thn yang lepas.. Dan aku telah berjaya melupakanya dalam 3-4 bulan yang lepas… Tapi kini, setiap hari aku terkenang hari2 aku ketika bersama ngan ‘Dia”. Argh… Aku tak mau kembali dalam dunia depression aku tu…&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Aku teringat perbualan2 aku dulu.. teringat jenaka2 si “Dia”.. Mmg dia kuat mengusik aku… Mungkin itu sebab aku boleh terpikat padanya… Haih… Camner aku nak keluar dari kemelut perasaan ini? Kengkawan semua bagi pendapat :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-    Ko kena cari boyfriend lain…. (tak der sapa nk kt aku)&lt;br /&gt;-         Ko kena buka hati ko tu…. (camner nak buka)&lt;br /&gt;-         Tutup perasaan ko pada dia… (dah tutup…)&lt;br /&gt;-         Tipu.. ko tak tutup lagi…( Adoi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam beberapa tahun ni, ayat2 ni yang aku sering dengar… Tiba-tiba :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-         Ko kena bersemuka dengan ‘Dia’ (tak berani—aku tak punya keberanian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku teringat kembali satu mesej yang pernah dia bg kt aku…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia Tanya pada aku, adakah aku percaya pada dia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Percaya!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia kata dia nak jadi seperti  Neo dalam citer matrix tu, the chosen one, tapi maybe bukan dia …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tapi, yang pentingnya percaya.. kalau orang (aku m’bahasakan diri sbg orang) believe that you the one.. you’re the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lebih kuranglah ayat cenggitu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then aku teringat balik kisah mimpi aku.. Aku bermimpi aku mempunyai superbike berwarna merah biru.. aku mmg giler pada superbike ni… Dalam mimpi tu, aku didatangi si “Dia” dgn keter “Ferrari” dgn berwajah sayu, kata “Lepas ni takderlah Linda nak naik keter *****, Linda dah ada motor besar. Dalam mimpi aku tu, lpas aja dengar kata-katanya, aku terus mencampakkan kunci motor aku kepada Aning.. lalu berlari memasuki keretanya… Haih… Kisah lama kalau dikenang ..sakit.. tapi dah terkenang..&lt;br /&gt; Sekarang dia pun dah bahagia… dengan isteri dan anak yang bakal dilahirkan. Itu yang aku dengar dari kengkawan. Semoga Berbahagia ke anak Cucu.. Dan terima kasih kerana mengajar erti Cinta.. Coz he is my 1st Love…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-4233556533088492815?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/4233556533088492815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=4233556533088492815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4233556533088492815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4233556533088492815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/03/1st-love.html' title='1st Love'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-292284195609061661</id><published>2008-03-27T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T00:56:28.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daulat Tuanku</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;“Daulat Tuanku”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ampun Tuanku beribu-ribu ampun. Sembah patik harap diampun.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tuanku, apa sudah jadi apa negeri Tuanku?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Begitu berani mereka menderhaka pada Tuanku.!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tidakkah mereka gentar akan kuasa Tuanku, tidakkah mereka sedar, akibatnya menderhaka pada Sultan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Adakah mereka mahu melakar sejarah berulang.. di mana Hang Jebat di bunuh kerna derhaka pada Sultan…?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Apa sudah jadi pada melayu.. sedangkan lambang institusi kemelayuan ini mereka cemar… mereka seolah menodai bangsa sendiri.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Tuanku, hukum sajalah mereka.. agar menjadi pedoman pada mereka yang lain agar sentiasa bersatu padu, jangan berpecah belah agar bangsa lain tidak akan mentertawakan kita.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dalangnya tuanku, ada di sekeliling.. bukan seorang dua tapi ramai ulat2 ini mengerumuni, cuba merosakkan istana dan takhta tuanku.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ampun Tuanku, sempah patik harap di ampun. Janganlah Tuanku terlalu murka dengan perkhabaran ini. Titahkan saja yang semolek-moleknya dilakukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ampun Tuanku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-292284195609061661?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/292284195609061661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=292284195609061661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/292284195609061661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/292284195609061661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/03/daulat-tuanku.html' title='Daulat Tuanku'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-4199654550103251336</id><published>2008-03-26T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:08:10.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagi yang malang....</title><content type='html'>26/3.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Hari ni, aku bangun seperti biasa, gosok baju seperti biasa, mandi seperti biasa dan bersiap seperti biasa. Apa yang berlaku slps ini, bukan perkara biasa…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian, aku terdengar suara mak aku.. aku lihat jam menunjukkan pkul 7.30 pg. ‘Eh, mak aku tak g sekolah lagi ker?’ Aku tertanya sendirian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Kemudian aku turun n mak aku tgh bersarapan bersama adik2 aku… Sorang sekolah petang, sorang lagi tgh demam. Aku pun bertanya, “ Mak tak g sekolah ker?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            “Mak nak mesyuarat kt PPD”, jawab mak aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Sebelum aku kluar umah, aku sempat gak m’pau mak aku nasi lemak, barang sesuap 2. Then aku pun kluar seperti biasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Sampai jer kt Cheras nk wat U-turn, aduhai.. Jam giler babeng… Ada gak arr 20 minit bergerak tak sampai 10 meter. Aku pun berhasrat menggunakan jln alternatif, jln masuk tmn Midah. Then kluar jer dari simpang tamn midah tu.. kelihatan beberapa orang berpakaian putih sedang menahan beberapa orang.. Ooo polis trafik.. Aku pun wat selamba lah.. Rasa2 cam tak buat kesalahan apa2.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Tiba2 polis tu tahan aku, suruh aku berhenti tepi jalan. Alamak.. apa yang aku dah wat? Then, bila aku turunkan cermin keter.. polis tu terus minta lessen.. Aiyaa, dah ler aku ni lesen P… Rupa-rupanya aku kena saman, sbb cross double line.. Hu..hu.. rekod bersih aku tercalar….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Then aku sampai ofis hampir2 pkul 9.. aduh.. Segan aku dtg lewat cenggini. Aih.. mmg pagi yang malang btul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-4199654550103251336?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/4199654550103251336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=4199654550103251336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4199654550103251336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4199654550103251336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/03/pagi-yang-malang.html' title='Pagi yang malang....'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-570352171364297960</id><published>2008-03-24T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:49:15.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ara - 2 Tidak menjadi</title><content type='html'>Pementasan Ara yang kedua – di panggung Seni UKM. Pada 21-22 Mac., selepas persembahan sulungnya di Panggung Bandaraya, ketika itu pementasan itu bertanding atas nama Kelab Teater Rimba – KTR pada peringkat MAKUM. Apabila aku terdengar mengenai pementasan kali kedua ini.. aku teruja, kerana aku ingin menyaksikannya sekali lagi. Malah aku turut mengajak kawan2 aku yang lain. Terutamanya Aning, yang dah ‘berkurun’ aku tak jumpa. Jadikan, aku jadikan alasan pementasan ARA ini untuk berjumpa Aning dan kawan2 yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Plan asal, nak tengok hari Sabtu, 22 Mac.. Tapi Marini nak tengok hari Jumaat, alasannya Sabtu ada konsert AF. Aik.. sejak biler Marini menonton AF..Takperlah, aku ok jer. Lalu aku bersetuju selepas Aning bersetuju. Yatie pun ok, n adik aku ikut jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Then hari Jumaat tu, tepat jam 5.45 ptg, aku bangun dari tmpt aku menuju ke mesin punch card. Kemudian aku meluru menuju ke kereta, berkejar nak ambil adik aku di LRT Chan Sow Lin, dekat jer ngan ofis aku. Lpas tu aku bergegas balik.. Sblm tu, aku nk belikan makanan adik2 aku.. yerlah, mana sempat nak masak. Aku ni begitu berkobar2 nak menonton show iti. Niat di hati, aku nak beli makanan kat kedaio PONDAN… Huittt.. jgn salah faham.. walaupun Tukang masak n waiter nyer NYAH..tapi makanannya.. sedap giler.. Setibanya kat kedai PONDAN, aku lihat, lengangnyer.. La, tutup ker. Terpaksalah aku beli kt Pasar Malam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Bila aku sampai umah, jam dah menunjukkan pukul 7 mlm.. Alamak, sempat ker aku nak sampai sana pkul 8.30. Yerlah, aku tak nak ketinggalan apa2. Then aku n adik aku bersiap cepat2. Ketika tgh bersiap, hujan turun dgn lebatnyer.. sehingga aku berfikir 2 kali, patutkah aku pergi dlm keadaan hujan yang menggila tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Arghh… aku nak tengok juga, n aku nk jumpa kwn2 lama aku… Aku beranikan diri. Slpas maghrib, aku pun bertolak. Penat jer pakai makeup, abih kena hujan.. Hampeh tul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Then, aku pun drive dlm keadaan hujan yang lebat… Aku amik Yati dlm 8.30.. Alah, dtg lambat lah aku ni. Sampai jer aku, show sudah pun start. Marini n Aning tak sampai lagi. Aku bersama adik aku, ngn Yatie mencari tmpt duduk.. Kitorang duduk depan, clear view. Bila aku duduk jer, aku dah rasa kecewa.. Aku menyedari diorang menggunakan pelakon yang lain.. tak sama dengan sblm ini. Takperlah, maybe nk naikkn generasi baru.. Maybe lagi bagus.. Aku cuba tepis tanggapan negatif. Tak sampai baper minit, aku dah mula berasa bosan.. ketika itu aku menyedari Marini dah sampai bersama ngn kwn2nya. Begitu juga ngn Aning, dah smpi ngn kawan2nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Selama ½ jam pementasan itu berlaku, hati aku dirundung kekecewaan.. Aku ingatkn diorang nak wat ‘encore telecast’. Alih2…(aku menggeleng kepala)… Aku dah baper kali menguap, walaupun ada yang ketawa melihat gelagat pelakon2 itu.. aku hanya menguap. (Jgn Marah yer KTR). Tapi frankly speaking, pelakon yang bolehlah, bagi aku hanya 2.. Hantu Raya ngan Tuk.. Itu saja… Yang lain, banyak sangat yang diorang  perlu pelajari. Bagi aku, taraf pementasan itu seperti pementasan Ko-K.. (Jgn Marah lagi yer KTR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Vokal diorang.. Teruk.. nasib baik aku dok depan, dengarlah juga.. Marini n Aning yang dok tepi x dengar pun vokal pelakon2 ni. Banyak daripada mereka menjerit. Seperti hantu (apatah nama-yang pakai kostum tulang tu), suaranya lansung tidak mencapai tahap. Ketika dia bersuara, aku hanya terbayang Fasha Sandha, keran suaranya nyaring seperti itu.. ini bukan pujian, harap maaf yer..&lt;br /&gt;Then, yang pelsit tu pun, agak menjerit. Aku dapat lihat daripa bukaan mulutnya, dia seakan menjerit, dan memang menjerit pun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Jin pokok ara, expressionless.. (btul tak ejaan aku ni).. dengan make up yang bagus pun, masih tidak berjaya menimbulkan ekspresi pada wajahnya. Cik Pon, tu mmg kelaka.. tapi tak konsisten, makin lama makin over… Awal2 mmg bagus.. tapi selepas tu dah agak over. Then, Mat (kalau tak silap aku), watak penduduk kg.. aku sangat tak puas hati pada eye contactnyer.. Matanya asyik melilau.. lpas tu asyik pandang bawah.. Vokal boleh lah.. tapi eye contact kna perbaiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Then, Redziz.. (sorry yer) character ko ari tu sebijik character jerangkung.. walaupun ko m’gunakan bahasa Sarawak… Itu satu lagi kelemahan.. sbb, mostly ramai yang tak paham, sbb dia cakap laju, n b’dialek Sarawak… Keletahnyer seolah geletik, tak menjadi.. ataupun boleh dikata seolah2 dibuat. Sama gak ngn Suli.. gediknya jelas kelihatan dibuat2…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Sorry yer adik2 KTR sekalian.. Hari tu aku tak nak komen sbb akak ni pemalu skit pasal hal bercakap2 ni.. akak ni kalau menulis laser skit…. Tapi apa yang akak komen ni adalah demi kebaikan korang ngn KTR… KTR dah masyhur di Malaysia.. malah di singapura dan Indonesia juga. Jadi apabila pementasan yang dibuat atas nama KTR, memang akan diberi tekanan dari pelbagai pihak kerana kemasyhuran KTR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Berusaha lagi, semua itu adalah skill… skill mmg boleh dipelajari, walaupun tak berbakat, boleh jadi berbakat… Usaha lagi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-570352171364297960?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/570352171364297960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=570352171364297960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/570352171364297960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/570352171364297960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/03/ara-2-tidak-menjadi.html' title='Ara - 2 Tidak menjadi'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-5662075621691367722</id><published>2008-03-16T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:24:42.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIN SARDIN</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, I went to MId Valley.. with my sister.. The original plan is to meet my friends (BeST friends), to play Bowling together.. But the plan was not happenned, coz a lot of them cancelled in the last minute. So, left only me n my sis. So, we decide to watch a movie instead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to wait in a long Q, coz .. ah, u can imagine how crowded it was in weekends.. My sis want to see Duyung, but I dont want to.. Coz I dont like to watch Malay movie in Cinema.. You know why.. because of the viewer.. most of them dont know how to watch movie in cinema... sometimes, they behavior disturbing and also annoying.. Its not the film's fault.. but the viewer who need to be blame.. as I can say, they are uneducated viewer.. Coz they dont understand any rules that been told many times in cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we watched 'Death of Ian Stone'. Although seem that this movie wasn't popular, but I was excited to watch, coz I love horror movie a lot. So, the movie was rated 18 PL.. And What can I rated the movies is 3 3/4 stars. It quite good, suspend.. And technically, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after movie, we went for a shopping.. in Jusco, coz it was on sale..! But it was not easy for me to buy a dress or pants.. If I went to plus size garment.. although the 'S' size (in plus size) it quite big for me.. and when I went to normal size garments.. the xxL size for me are tight.. So.. It was not easy for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after shopping, we went straigth back home.. but we have to board a train, coz I park my cark at Bdr TAsik Selatan (BTS)... And we went to komuter station, and there was a lot... very lot of people waiting for the train... And when the 1st train came, we cant boardit, because it was fulled... then we wait for another train..  Then, when the next train came... Oh, my, it still packed but still can be put several people.. Me n my sis was in front of the door, so we waiting for the passenger inside to come out, suddenly... the crowd behind us, pushed us, and there's a girl almost fall.. They pushed us into the train and also it was packed, they still pushed us, try to enter... Then I yelled.. "Enough..enough.. there's people fall" But the still pushed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after several minutes, the door closed, and the train moving slowly. And we have to pass 2 station before BTS. It was very packed like sardines in a can.... or maybe anchovies in a can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-5662075621691367722?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/5662075621691367722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=5662075621691367722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/5662075621691367722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/5662075621691367722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/03/tin-sardin.html' title='TIN SARDIN'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-1133889500575569144</id><published>2008-03-14T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T02:43:58.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Ms Lonely</title><content type='html'>"Lonely.. I am Ms Lonely.., I hv nobody... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hu..hu.. Sedihnya aku hari ni.. Hari ni hari kesunyian sedunia.. S/visor aku cuti, kakak kerani (satunya pompuan kt dlm dept aku) tu pun cuti.. HAih... Aku kesunyian giler.. Sampaikan lunch tadi, drive beli makanan, bawa balik ofis, makan sorang2 dalam ofis.. Hu..hu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam kesunyian ini, aku merindui kawan2 ku.., aku teringat suasana makan bersama.. berbual bersama2, berjenaka bersama2... rindu saat2 korang 'buli' aku... Aku terbayang suasana kita discussion bersama2.. Aku rindu kwn2 ku di KMPP..Aku rindu kawan2 ku di UKM, aku juga rindu pada kwn ku di BeST... Rindu korang semua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kawan bertahun kita bersama,&lt;br /&gt;bagai semalam baru bersua,&lt;br /&gt;kawan di hadapan oh indahnya..&lt;br /&gt;kita bersama berkelana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun kita jauh,&lt;br /&gt;di dunia sendiri, bekalan sendiri, impian sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;Namun kita jauh.. kita tetap bersama..&lt;br /&gt;Dek ruang yang memisahkan kita....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih... Mcm mana aku nak hadapi kesulitan ni.. Aku baca every wishes, comments and testimonials yang kwn2 bagi.. masih tak dapat m'hilangkan kesunyian yang menyelubungi aku bagaikan kepompong.. kepompong yang aku tidak tahu akan bilakah ia akn pecah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bulan tersenyum, di atas bukit..&lt;br /&gt;Sinarnya terang, menerpa aku..&lt;br /&gt;Lalu ku tulis, nada dan bait..&lt;br /&gt;utk dikenang.. setiap waktu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk sahabat.. masa kecilku,&lt;br /&gt;di mana kini, engkau berada,&lt;br /&gt;di dalam hujan, kau peluk aku..&lt;br /&gt;kita bersama memetik bunga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun kerana sesuatu, kita pun terpisah,&lt;br /&gt;sekarang engkau entah di mana... Sahabat masa kecilku,&lt;br /&gt;Bilakan kita bertemu, sekarang atau hari yang lain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, sedar x sedar, air mata pun dah mengalir.. Uit, malunya.. nasib baik xder sesapa kt ofis skang ni... Cpatlah jam ini menggerakkan tangannya.. cepatlah 5:45.. supaya aku boleh blah dari ofis yang sunyi ni...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-1133889500575569144?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/1133889500575569144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=1133889500575569144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1133889500575569144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/1133889500575569144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-ms-lonely.html' title='I&apos;m Ms Lonely'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-9031110285328219575</id><published>2008-03-09T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T19:22:47.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole New Day..!</title><content type='html'>Today, is a whole new day.. A very new day.. Why..? Today, selangor arise with new government..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday (8/3/08), was an election day for Malaysia. I'm not the voters, (hi..hi.. not registered) because I don't believe in SPR, coz I think, if I vote, the result is going to be the same.. with all the bribery, scandals.. etc.. But last saturday, it changes my perception.. At last, there are changes in the result of the election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BN can't retained the 2/3 pf parliament seats.. and also they have lost the battle in several states. Kelantan still with PAS... It was known that it's going to be like that. But what a shocking result when, Penang, Kedah, Perak and Selangor falls to opponent. Kedah falls to PAS (woohoo..),&lt;br /&gt;Penang to DAP (Yeah..!), Perak to BA-Barisan Alternatif (PAS, DAP n PKR), and Selangor to PKR (Wow..!) What a very suprising result..! And also,BN could'nt retained 2/3 in DUN seats in Negri Sembilan.. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And BN just got their stonghold in Malacca, Johor, Pahang, Sabah n Sarawak.. Because people there still believe in BN lama (old BN) from Dato' Onn fight. Like my grandma, she is Johorian, and she still believe in Old Umno / BN. That's whay, BN still conquering the south.. and east Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, like Dr Mahathir said in The Star (10/3), "it's not about racial politics but on the whole, the people sent the same signal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrates to the WINNER...1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-9031110285328219575?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/9031110285328219575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=9031110285328219575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/9031110285328219575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/9031110285328219575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/03/whole-new-day.html' title='Whole New Day..!'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-4942711578141159211</id><published>2008-03-06T23:36:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:43:11.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sang Puteri OST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Langit mendung.... Hujan turun gerimis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sayup terdengar sendu dan tangis....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Begitulah, kisah tafsirlah segalanya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Memberi makna, hakikat sebenarnya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Selembut bayu hembusan kasturi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Damai bertiup bak berlagu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Di hamparan kasih...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Redup wajahmu, mendamaikan ku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sopan santunmu titip bicara...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Indah namamu Sang Puteri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Korban kasihmu demi Tuanda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Meniti pergi puncak Istana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Gering hatinya derita sengsara..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Melepaskan kekasih hati..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Kini terpisah, dua lah jiwa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Menjadi puteri dalam Istana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Mekar harumnya di mahligai asmara..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Takdir Illahi penentu segala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-4942711578141159211?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/4942711578141159211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=4942711578141159211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4942711578141159211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4942711578141159211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/03/sang-puteri-ost.html' title='Sang Puteri OST'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-7333498591346272984</id><published>2008-03-06T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:29:56.450-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OST'/><title type='text'>Syajar 2004 OST</title><content type='html'>Samar-samar, cahaya bulan, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R9DviF85k2I/AAAAAAAAABI/ho3DDVxq3cg/s1600-h/226326907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174899340840899426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 474px" height="96" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R9DviF85k2I/AAAAAAAAABI/ho3DDVxq3cg/s200/226326907.jpg" width="312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menembusi.. ranting sena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samar-samar.. cahaya suram,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bawa hati pada dinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Samar-samar... cahaya bulan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Hingga ke puncak sana....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Samar-samar... cahaya suram,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Tambah sendu hati dinda......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinar bulan mula terang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tambah sayu hati....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janji malam pada siang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingin pergi bawa diri................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Angin dingin pun berhembus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Daun-daun berjatuhan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Angin dingin pun berdesir....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Dahan ranting bertaburan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Angin kering mula reda.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Daun masih.......... Berguguran............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-7333498591346272984?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/7333498591346272984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=7333498591346272984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/7333498591346272984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/7333498591346272984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/03/syajar-2004-ost.html' title='Syajar 2004 OST'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R9DviF85k2I/AAAAAAAAABI/ho3DDVxq3cg/s72-c/226326907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-3833914086275490831</id><published>2008-03-06T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:56:59.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alam Flora, Here I Come..!!!!</title><content type='html'>Monday, 3rd March 08.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Today, I hv start my internship with Alam Flora KLSA... I departed from my house at nearly 7.45 am.. I was quite nervous.. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dont know the route to that place&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Afraid cant adapt to the new environment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;   Alhamdulillah, I didn't hv the problem with the 1st.. but the 2nd.. Hmmm... I'm still adapting.... All of them are older than me... And the ladies, all of them are Mrs.. Married...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   Huh... I'm the only one single here... and all i can say... 99% is Male.. in my department.... That mean.. only I and K' Nora (the only female b4 I came) was the only flower among the Bugs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   Although I've experinced working with guys around me (pest control)... but never a 'pak cik2' before.. So it kind of awkward here for me.. And they even think I'm an undergraduate from UKM.. Hello..! I already hv a degree in Environmental Sc from that U. And there is no Environmental Dept here.. They assign me in Operation Planning Dept.. But it's only my first impression.. Yuo know .. "PERCEPTION MATTERS".. MAybe it's not so bad..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   But it's only a beginning.. 1st day.. MAybe tomorrow it will be better. Hopefully, coz I will be stuck there for whole 3 months.. Oh My....!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   p/s : Now 6/3/08.. It was okay...! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-3833914086275490831?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/3833914086275490831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=3833914086275490831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3833914086275490831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3833914086275490831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/03/alam-flora-here-i-come.html' title='Alam Flora, Here I Come..!!!!'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-550206745702313116</id><published>2008-03-01T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:29:56.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End....!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8liuO7gNXI/AAAAAAAAABA/XBi7NxN77Ms/s1600-h/Best+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8liuO7gNXI/AAAAAAAAABA/XBi7NxN77Ms/s200/Best+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172774193432900978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8lcsO7gNUI/AAAAAAAAAAo/XCKgsDnof6s/s1600-h/Best+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8lcsO7gNUI/AAAAAAAAAAo/XCKgsDnof6s/s200/Best+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172767562003395906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8le_u7gNVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/khzvnuxA_T4/s1600-h/Best+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8le_u7gNVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/khzvnuxA_T4/s200/Best+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172770096034100562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8lhBu7gNWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/N8hE7PpbMfQ/s1600-h/Best+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8lhBu7gNWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/N8hE7PpbMfQ/s200/Best+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172772329417094498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was a certificate giving ceremony for BeST program, (Batch 2-Marditech). It was held in PAlm Garden, IOI resort, Putrajaya.... all the 49 participants (minus K' Zai, n Lili) were there.. dressing in full of styles... Although it was a simple ceremony, but it was a precious time for all of us... We formally, complete the classroom-based training.... I gonna miss you all....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-550206745702313116?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/550206745702313116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=550206745702313116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/550206745702313116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/550206745702313116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/03/end.html' title='The End....!'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8liuO7gNXI/AAAAAAAAABA/XBi7NxN77Ms/s72-c/Best+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-6332430370475025389</id><published>2008-02-28T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T07:13:52.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Love Story That Will Touch Your Heart</title><content type='html'>There was once a guy who suffered from cancer ... a cancer that can't be treated. He was 18 years old and he could die anytime. All his life, he was stuck in his house being taken cared by his mother. He never went outside but he was sick of staying home and wanted to go out for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So he asked his mother and she gave him permission. He walked down his block and found a lot of stores. He passed a CD store and looked through the front door for a second as he walked. He stopped and went back to look into the store. He saw a young girl  about his age and he knew it was love  at first sight. He opened the door and walked in, not looking at anything else but her. He walked closer and closer until he was finally at the front desk where she sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  She looked up and asked  "Can I help you?" She smiled  and he thought it was the most beautiful smile he has ever seen before and wanted to kiss  her right there.&lt;br /&gt;He said "Uh... Yeah... Umm... I would like to buy a CD." He picked one out and gave her money  for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Would you like me to wrap it for you?" she asked, smiling her cute smile  again.&lt;br /&gt;He nodded and she went to the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  She came back with the wrapped CD and gave it to him. He took it and walked out of the store. He went home and from then on, he went to that store everyday and bought a CD, and she wrapped it for him. He took the CD home and put it in his closet. He was still too shy  to ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn't. His mother found out about this and told him to just ask her.&lt;br /&gt;So the next day, he took all his courage and went to the store. He bought a CD like he did everyday and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with it wrapped. He took it and when she wasn't looking, he left his phone number  on the desk and ran out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!RRRRRING!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The mother picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It was the girl !!! She asked for the boy  and the mother started to cry and said, "You don't know? He passed away yesterday ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy's mother. Later in the day. The mother went into the boy's room because she wanted to remember him. She thought she would start by looking at his clothes. So she opened the closet. She was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened CDs. She was surprised to find all those CDs and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open one.&lt;br /&gt;Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper, out fell a piece of paper. The mother picked it up and started to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  It said: "Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me ? Love, Jacelyn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The mother opened another CD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Again there was a piece of paper. It said: "Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me ? Love, Jacelyn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Love  is... when you've had a huge fight but then decide to put aside your egos, hold hands and say, " I Love You " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-6332430370475025389?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/6332430370475025389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=6332430370475025389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/6332430370475025389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/6332430370475025389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-story-that-will-touch-your-heart.html' title='A Love Story That Will Touch Your Heart'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-5564033581237876115</id><published>2008-02-27T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:29:57.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The LAst Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8WAYJwpURI/AAAAAAAAAAg/pU7hv_HJozY/s1600-h/Best+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8WAYJwpURI/AAAAAAAAAAg/pU7hv_HJozY/s320/Best+050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171680899530051858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8V7mJwpUQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/cAuMf7aNoyE/s1600-h/Best+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8V7mJwpUQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/cAuMf7aNoyE/s320/Best+060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171675642490081538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my fellow friends and I went to Sitiawan, trip to Pink Guava Golden Hope Plantation... It was a long journey, 4 and 1/2 hour on the bus.. (My Butt been numbed) We departed at 8.30 in the morning, and arrive at the plantation at 2.00 pm.. t was very exhausting just sitting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after arriving, we hv been given a briefing about the plantation..  N the name is actually, Golden Hope Food &amp; Beverages.. They were producing juices from Pink Guava.. And it is delicious.. I bought some... Then, we were brought to the plantation, actually just the edge of the plantation.. giving another briefing.. BOring!!!! Then 5.30, we left the plantation... And another 4 and 1/2 hour traveling back to KL.... Oh, My!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun, coz it was our last trip together.. Hu.hu..hu...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-5564033581237876115?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/5564033581237876115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=5564033581237876115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/5564033581237876115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/5564033581237876115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/02/yesterday-my-fellow-friends-and-i-went.html' title='The LAst Trip'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/R8WAYJwpURI/AAAAAAAAAAg/pU7hv_HJozY/s72-c/Best+050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-160949066968193272</id><published>2008-02-25T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T03:08:15.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ceritera Cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GstLYPL0htc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GstLYPL0htc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-160949066968193272?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/160949066968193272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=160949066968193272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/160949066968193272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/160949066968193272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/02/ceritera-cinta.html' title='Ceritera Cinta'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-3733086209361938033</id><published>2008-02-24T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:46:20.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Ending</title><content type='html'>I've finished my training with Marditech &amp;amp; Innovasia.. under the BeST program, waiting for tomorow trip to Setiawan, to visit Golden Hope Plantation (Pink Guava). And this Friday (29th Feb) is our graduation day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Yesterday (24th Feb, Sunday), my class, Class A held a gathering at Teluk Kemang, PD... It was very happening.. This gathering was held as a Farewell party for all of us, because we hv complete training and we will be sent away to the companies for internship... Hu..hu.. It's sad, coz some of them will go to their home town..  We have been together for 3 months, 5 days a week, 9am-5pm...&lt;br /&gt;I'm really gonna miss them, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So, yesterday, we were having a BBQ day.. coz we're doing on the daylight.. But itwas fun.. And my Chicken tastes sooo GOOODDDDD... Also the Bee hoon (although is not clear up) And, Fatim's cake.. delicious.. (nak lagi) And the water are great..  I hv sore muscle today coz of swimming. I even cramp my right feet three times, and pre-cramp at my left along the road back to KL...  Now, my shoulder is hurt, but I like it.. Coz I like to swim... And also,  I hv burn my skin... (Hitamlah aku..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Now, I'm at home... the training is complete, waiting for March to come, for me to start Internship with Alam Flora... meeting a new people.. But I'll never forget you guys, my BeST friends.... MMwwahhhhh.... Love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-3733086209361938033?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/3733086209361938033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=3733086209361938033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3733086209361938033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3733086209361938033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-ending.html' title='Happy Ending'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-2244919352741023658</id><published>2008-02-21T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T09:41:15.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love this song...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="MS"&gt;A MOMENT LIKE THIS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;What if I told you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;It was all meant to be&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Would you believe me,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Would you agree&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;It's almost that feelin'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;That we've met before&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;So tell me that you don't think I'm crazy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;When I tell you love has come and now...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;A moment like this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Some people wait a lifetime,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;For a moment like this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Some people search forever,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;For that one special kiss&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Oh, I can't believe it's happening to me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Some people wait a lifetime,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;For a moment like this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Everything changes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;But beauty remains&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Something so tender&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;I can't explain&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Well I maybe dreamin'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;But 'till I awake&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Can we make this dream last forever&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;And I'll cherish all the love we share&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;For a moment like this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Some people wait a lifetime,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;For a moment like this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Some people search forever,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;For that one special kiss&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Oh, I can't believe it's happening to me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Some people wait a lifetime,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;For a moment like this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Could this be the greatest love of all&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;I wanna know that you will catch me when I fall&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;So let me tell you this...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Some people wait a lifetime&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;For a moment like this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Some people spent two lifetimes,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;For a moment like this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Some people search forever,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;For that one special kiss&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Oh, I can't believe it's happening to me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Some people wait a lifetime,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;For a moment like this&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;OHHHH, LIKE THIS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;OHHHH, YEAH, 'cuz people search for every moment yeah.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Some people wait a lifetime,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;For a moment like this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;Ohhhhh, like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana; color: black;" lang="MS"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-2244919352741023658?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/2244919352741023658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=2244919352741023658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/2244919352741023658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/2244919352741023658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-this-song.html' title='Love this song...!!'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-475223208767086406</id><published>2008-02-20T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T06:30:17.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 ritcher</title><content type='html'>Malunyer hari ni... Dahler, awal2 pagi, aku cam tak bermaya... cam nak demam.. Semua orang asyik tanya.. "Linda knapa?" "Are u okay?".. aku tak tau nk jawap apa.. sbb aku pun tak tau knapa dgn aku pagi ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    And after lunch, aku makin bertenaga, bersemangat.. mungkin sbb aku breakfast pg tadi.. dah masuk angin... mana taknya, dtg lambat, mana sempat nk breakfast.. Huu..hu.. Bgn lambat..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A minute b4 teabreak, colleague aku main2 miss call... biasalah bosan! Dh ler handphone tu aku letak dlm beg, beg tu aku letak kt belakang aku.. Vibratelah... Then, aku bg msg kt kwn aku ni (pompuan), "bergegar punggung aku"... dia reply.. "Baper skala Ritcher?"... Aku plak balas, "9.. dah ada amaran tsunami lagi tuh...".. Tau apa dia buat... huu..hu.. dia forwardkn msg tu kt kwn aku sorng ni (lelaki)... Aiya.. malunya.. (Hampeh ko Nik!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Malunyer aku ngan dia... hu..hu.. gempa bumi dibuatnya...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-475223208767086406?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/475223208767086406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=475223208767086406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/475223208767086406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/475223208767086406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/02/9-ritcher.html' title='9 ritcher'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-4753771997489628095</id><published>2008-02-19T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T09:02:35.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh,I'm flowery...!</title><content type='html'>Ha..ha.. It was a long time ago.. I think about 2-3 years ago, I hv never felt like this.. I'm happy, with all my new friends and also new guy to be admired. Coz, since 2-3 years ago, I didnt find any guy that can make me feel like this.. I'm happy.. There no more depression...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    2-3 years ago, when I decide to 'abandon' my dream... I was in very .. very stress situation.. Sometimes, I felt sorry for myself, I scolded myself.. That I'm so stupid to leave him... Why? Coz, he already hv someone.. and he never had a feeling for me... And it take me, almost 3 years to realize it.. what a stupid..! (that's what i told my self)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    And now, I realize, I can be happy whenever, and wherever, over whatever I WANT!!! So, I started to make my self happy... And one day, I met this guy... He was very quiet, but not too quiet.., Sometimes he loud, but not too loud, he's funny, very funny.. and he is kind also (How to explain, hah?).. Its started by becoming a friend, and then good friend, then closest friend.... but never than more than a friend.. Why? He already hv some one.. and I never snatched a guy, from lady's hand... But I'm happy with it... i think, he was sent to me as buddy.. Although my sis, n friends, push me to flirt with this guy, I have to say no.. Why? I really respect him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    And here, I would like to wish him, Good Luck and Hope you always be in happiness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-4753771997489628095?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/4753771997489628095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=4753771997489628095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4753771997489628095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/4753771997489628095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/02/ohim-flowery.html' title='Oh,I&apos;m flowery...!'/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206338017957383129.post-3268043239154366144</id><published>2008-01-21T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T05:53:23.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss this spot... I hv left this spot for several years.. coz no idea.. no time.. no connection with internet.... Hmm... Now, I think i hv a lot to tell.... Let me start by saying right now... I'm still jobless but in the better way.. I'm in training with Biotech Corp.... What am I doing?!! Train to be worker or better become an entrepreneur.. Insya Allah....I'm in the 2nd month right now... And the program are 6 month (3 month class room, 3 month Internship).. Better than I working at my former company as telemarketer.... Hmmm.... I hv learn a lot, also, have friends too... hmm maybe someday i will tell about them.... Ok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4206338017957383129-3268043239154366144?l=ladlynnette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/feeds/3268043239154366144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4206338017957383129&amp;postID=3268043239154366144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3268043239154366144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4206338017957383129/posts/default/3268043239154366144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladlynnette.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-miss-this-spot.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda Saleh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04762270378753521423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Mqfp3cKCqU8/TSCWQApnpyI/AAAAAAAAADE/pnCOpVyU3jY/S220/28495_387548967793_572307793_4209891_2123957_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
