<?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-2570718121076283520</id><updated>2011-07-29T03:59:26.887+08:00</updated><category term='Forgiving'/><category term='Opinion'/><category term='Wishes'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Journey'/><title type='text'>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</title><subtitle type='html'>Creating something from nothing on a blank paper makes me come alive. It defines who I am and it's about more than chronicling my life. Wisdom is the sharing of wise experiences and knowledge, but a lot of it is common sense.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-745668392324629281</id><published>2010-02-05T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:06:07.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>A Day Lived is Not Coming Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S2t875WTK8I/AAAAAAAAAq4/AtUCpId9Kc4/s1600-h/Nature.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434574743801113538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S2t875WTK8I/AAAAAAAAAq4/AtUCpId9Kc4/s320/Nature.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Practicing relaxation techniques can help calm our days when they get too stressful. It's easy to miss out on enjoying a day in our life if our minds are filled with worrisome thoughts and our bodies are tense with stress. A day lived is not coming back and we should not lose it in this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For starters, eliminate some things. Avoid running around frantically trying to do too many things. Slow down and move with an easy manner. If you cannot avoid problems and busy days, get in the habit of pausing to breathe slowly and deeply. Try to continue with easy breathing as you continue on with your tasks.When tightening up, say at your desk, relax all your muscles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let them go limp and loose like a soft towel. Don't try, just let it all go. Consciously let the muscles relax every time you feel them tighten, which might be all day long to start with. It is almost impossible to feel stressed if your muscles are relaxed. If you can get a short break create a detailed peaceful retreat in your imagination and go there to calm your feelings. Picture it in vivid detail. Perhaps a comfortable room with soft music, a quiet place in the woods, a placid lake, a beautiful garden with flowers, trees, birds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps such a place already exists. While you are there, let go of everything except where you are.Create a personal selection of calming words like serene, tranquil, peaceful and repeat them to yourself as you move through your day.After work perhaps you can have a relaxing pastime such as walking or listening to music. There is however, a true music of nature, the song of the birds, the whisper of leaves, the ripple of waters upon a sandy shore, the wail of wind or sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2570718121076283520-745668392324629281?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/745668392324629281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=745668392324629281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/745668392324629281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/745668392324629281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2010/02/day-lived-is-not-coming-back.html' title='A Day Lived is Not Coming Back'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S2t875WTK8I/AAAAAAAAAq4/AtUCpId9Kc4/s72-c/Nature.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-4886940127433115096</id><published>2010-01-04T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:56:55.284+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>Fear to Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S1LwP6cDcnI/AAAAAAAAApw/d5ygtnSahSo/s1600-h/Pic+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427664657110495858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S1LwP6cDcnI/AAAAAAAAApw/d5ygtnSahSo/s320/Pic+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your enemy of fear prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour. Resist fear, standing firm in the faith, because you know that your brothers throughout the world are undergoing the same kind of sufferings. When I stood, God stood with me. When I grounded myself in God's Word, I became immovable and determined through God. Over the years, I have continued to become established, securely grounded, and strengthened. I have determined to stay His course, to become all He created and designed me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in all my reading of psychology helped me overcome fear. My readings had not given me anything I could use to test what was truly rational versus what was irrational what truth versus what was a lie was. Since my early beliefs were grounded and rooted in religious doctrines, I turned to the Al Quran for answers. I made a decision to hold every belief to be false or corrupted until I could validate it in God's Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I humbled myself and decided that in order to overcome fear, I needed God's help. Humble yourselves, therefore, under God's mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. I made the decision that I would cast all my anxieties, all my worries, all my concerns, once and for all on Him and trust Him to teach me what I needed to know to change fear into faith. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. I began to overcome fear when I took a stand against the fear, declaring my fear to be the liar while choosing to believe God, accepting everything He said as truth, be self-controlled and alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you to seek God's truth, challenge every fear based thought to find out what is really true and what is a lie. I encourage you to make the Al Quran your standard of truth and trust God to help you separate truth from lies. Everything you need to overcome fear is available to you through God and can be found by those who seek Him, who learns to put on His character as their own, and who abides in His Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-4886940127433115096?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4886940127433115096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=4886940127433115096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4886940127433115096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4886940127433115096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/12/fear-to-faith.html' title='Fear to Faith'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S1LwP6cDcnI/AAAAAAAAApw/d5ygtnSahSo/s72-c/Pic+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-7762034269317336125</id><published>2009-12-20T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:57:47.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>General Signs &amp; Symtoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S1Lxr-SauxI/AAAAAAAAAp4/KAsCaWHCEDo/s1600-h/Pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427666238691785490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S1Lxr-SauxI/AAAAAAAAAp4/KAsCaWHCEDo/s320/Pic.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;General signs and symptoms of depression include Loss of interest or pleasure in normal activities, Changes in sleep patterns, Changes in appetite patterns, A deeply sad or depressed mood, Difficulties concentrating, Changes in activity level, Guilty feelings or feelings of worthlessness, Energy loss, Thoughts of suicideDealing with depression starts by understanding its patterns and symptoms. Depression is described as an abnormal emotional state characterized by feelings of sadness, despair, and discouragement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The reality is that this is a serious problem and in a few cases, dealing with depression requires treatment. Do not ignore the classic symptoms. It is a problem that can be treated and there are many options. Even if you don't have the classic symptoms, but have lasting feelings of sadness, discouragement, or worthlessness for several consecutive days, see your doctor for help. However, do not ignore that there may be other alternatives and causes of your depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-7762034269317336125?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7762034269317336125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=7762034269317336125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7762034269317336125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7762034269317336125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/12/general-signs-symtoms.html' title='General Signs &amp; Symtoms'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S1Lxr-SauxI/AAAAAAAAAp4/KAsCaWHCEDo/s72-c/Pic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-8379417260394076614</id><published>2009-12-12T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:54:20.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Happiness Always</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S1Lr45QUC-I/AAAAAAAAApo/XWOB8OuHiTc/s1600-h/Wedding+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427659863609314274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S1Lr45QUC-I/AAAAAAAAApo/XWOB8OuHiTc/s320/Wedding+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated To:&lt;br /&gt;Siti Nor Darlina Binti Derofar&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Mohd Aswaddi Bin Salleh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, December 12, 2009&lt;br /&gt;Puchong, Selangor Darul Ehsan, Malaysia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wishing you all the health and happiness in this world on your wedding. Wishing you the best of life today and in the days to come. Heart filled wishes on your wedding, hoping the best for you two today and forever. You two are one of the best couples I have ever seen, may God grant you a happy married life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May you love and hold each other in the worst of times with trust, faith and belief. Hoping the best for you on your auspicious wedding. I pray and wish happiness for both of you on your wedding day. Finally, I wish you guys all the happiness in this world. To keep your marriage brimming with love in the wedding cup, whenever you're wrong please admit it but whenever you're right please shut up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over the blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I’m sorry my dear friend, I couldn't be there on your wedding day, but I really feel so happy for you. Here I wishing you, all the best of health, happiness and prosperity for your married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Happy Married Life"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2570718121076283520-8379417260394076614?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8379417260394076614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=8379417260394076614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/8379417260394076614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/8379417260394076614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/12/happiness-always.html' title='Happiness Always'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S1Lr45QUC-I/AAAAAAAAApo/XWOB8OuHiTc/s72-c/Wedding+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-5211030460158283954</id><published>2009-11-27T00:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T09:42:18.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>A Special Aidiladha Wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S2t2-4oHqyI/AAAAAAAAAqg/WErepIDSgXE/s1600-h/Aidiladha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434568198077262626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S2t2-4oHqyI/AAAAAAAAAqg/WErepIDSgXE/s320/Aidiladha.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A special Aidiladha wish for a wonderful person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May u get success in all deeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May u get happiness in whatever u do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May Allah blessings be always with u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the God Almighty:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You,&lt;br /&gt;For giving me the opportunity to celebrate Aidiladha with,&lt;br /&gt;my Mom, Along, Adik, Jaja &amp;amp; Mia.&lt;br /&gt;For giving me strength to pull through during our darkest hours,&lt;br /&gt;for Your blessings to my families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my Mom:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your blessings, your unconditional love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your understanding and forgiveness, your being there just for me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/2570718121076283520-5211030460158283954?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5211030460158283954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=5211030460158283954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/5211030460158283954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/5211030460158283954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/11/special-wish.html' title='A Special Aidiladha Wish'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S2t2-4oHqyI/AAAAAAAAAqg/WErepIDSgXE/s72-c/Aidiladha.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-4487750935888696740</id><published>2009-11-27T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T01:30:51.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>Happy Hari Raya Aidiladha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SxajgZl9zTI/AAAAAAAAApI/2n1bs58T6Ys/s1600-h/Aidiladha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410691779353496882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SxajgZl9zTI/AAAAAAAAApI/2n1bs58T6Ys/s320/Aidiladha.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated To:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Family (Mom, Along, Adik, Jaja &amp;amp; Mia)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All My Friends &amp;amp; Blog Visitors.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aidiladha is a celebration observed throughout the Muslim world. It is the biggest and most meaningful celebration in Islam other than Aidilfitri. I wish all Muslims in Malaysia a Happy Hari Raya Aidiladha, wherever you may be. Let us celebrate this occasion together with our friends of all races in the good spirit. This is the recipe for a united ummah in the Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2570718121076283520-4487750935888696740?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4487750935888696740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=4487750935888696740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4487750935888696740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4487750935888696740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-hari-raya-aidiladha.html' title='Happy Hari Raya Aidiladha'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SxajgZl9zTI/AAAAAAAAApI/2n1bs58T6Ys/s72-c/Aidiladha.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-176442949128782288</id><published>2009-11-15T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:53:19.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>My Birthday Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SwArggpsMlI/AAAAAAAAAnI/tro_Lb6sbW0/s1600-h/Birthday+Cake.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404367390365200978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SwArggpsMlI/AAAAAAAAAnI/tro_Lb6sbW0/s320/Birthday+Cake.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated To:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nani Rahayu Binti Mohd Azlan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Langkawi, Kedah Darul Aman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malaysia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am thankful for everything I have experienced in this life of mine for in all I have found. I am thankful for all the tears I have cried for, they have taught me to appreciate laughter. You have given me the ability to see the joy that comes after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps unconsciously I had this fear that bringing attention to the good things in my life might incur bad luck. So to play it safe, I went along without a grateful heart. You might be laughing now as you read this, and I thought that's rather silly of me too. But that's the belief I once held onto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not so long ago, I didn't know that I can express thanks for the blessings and good things in my life. I just took things for granted. Or worse, I was worried that if I was to acknowledge the blessings that I've received, somehow something "bad" would happen and take away those blessings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, I'm quick to express thanks whenever a good thing comes into my life. Somehow, there's always something to be thankful about!I have this simple statement that I make often, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Thank you God for all the blessings and abundance in my life."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2570718121076283520-176442949128782288?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/176442949128782288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=176442949128782288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/176442949128782288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/176442949128782288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-birthday-cake.html' title='My Birthday Cake'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SwArggpsMlI/AAAAAAAAAnI/tro_Lb6sbW0/s72-c/Birthday+Cake.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-6453905908482932276</id><published>2009-10-07T18:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:50:16.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>Happiness Is Like A Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SsyBdJq_KwI/AAAAAAAAAko/417zyNhORPg/s1600-h/Butterfly.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389825191868050178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SsyBdJq_KwI/AAAAAAAAAko/417zyNhORPg/s320/Butterfly.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you not happy, why aren't you? Chances are it is because you want something which you do not have, objects or conditions. This is probably not a good enough reason and a review of your situation and perceptions may be in order.You may have seen video of children in very poor countries laughing and playing, unconcerned that they should have more to be happy about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are happy because they are playing, because they have their friends and family, and some food to eat that day. Everyone has the right to be happy, and if they can be in their situation, shouldn't you? Happiness consists more in small conveniences of pleasures that occur every day, than in great pieces of good fortune that happen but seldom to a man in the course of his life. Happiness is inside us, in our minds, in our thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not external material things or experiences, but the enjoyment of our thoughts and feelings. This is good because our thoughts, and therefore our happiness, are up to us.Start by reviewing the things that you have to be happy about and dwell on these. Don't overlook the little or basic things that you take for granted. Make a habit of substituting unhappy thoughts with happy thoughts. Whenever an unfavorable picture enters your mind, eject it and replace it with a pleasant one. We all have some nice experiences to recollect and there are usually little pleasures around us most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can even imagine enjoyable experiences, and it will have a similar positive effect. Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you. Establish good principles and conduct yourself according to these principles. Love, or at least be tolerant of, your fellow humans. Don't strive too hard for that which, in the end, will not make you happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-6453905908482932276?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6453905908482932276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=6453905908482932276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/6453905908482932276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/6453905908482932276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/10/happiness-is-like-butterfly.html' title='Happiness Is Like A Butterfly'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SsyBdJq_KwI/AAAAAAAAAko/417zyNhORPg/s72-c/Butterfly.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-3418114456720325295</id><published>2009-10-05T21:58:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:00:49.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>What a Beautiful Life Means</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S2t7a4viDNI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0df04GZoGcE/s1600-h/Nature+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434573077191199954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S2t7a4viDNI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0df04GZoGcE/s320/Nature+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love has many meanings, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from something that gives a little pleasure, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to someone like me would die for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It can describe an intense feeling of affection, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;an emotion or an emotional state. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In ordinary use, it usually refers to interpersonal love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Probably due to its large psychological relevance, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love is one of the most common themes in poetry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving my entire life to you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all of my mind, body, and soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Handing over to you my sweetheart, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in hopes, you'll be the one to keep me whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm delicately handing my heart to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in your caressing hands to forever keep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm giving you the chance of destroying me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I know I'm in your love too deep.&lt;br /&gt;Depending on your gentle and sweet love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To get me through the tragic world each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm praying to God you'll always be here by my side, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that's where you'll always be to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Putting you over everyone else including myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you automatically go to the front of my line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which is why I'm delicately handing you my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in hopes, you'll always and eternally, completely be mine, InsyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2570718121076283520-3418114456720325295?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3418114456720325295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=3418114456720325295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/3418114456720325295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/3418114456720325295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/10/dedicated-to-nani-rahayu-binti-mohd.html' title='What a Beautiful Life Means'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/S2t7a4viDNI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0df04GZoGcE/s72-c/Nature+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-2581952827017505226</id><published>2009-09-19T21:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:51:02.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>Happy Aidilfitri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Ssy4ylTwOlI/AAAAAAAAAlA/af4Z5jrGs9I/s1600-h/Raye.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389886033203575378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Ssy4ylTwOlI/AAAAAAAAAlA/af4Z5jrGs9I/s320/Raye.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated To:&lt;br /&gt;My Family (Mom, Along, Adik, Jaja &amp;amp; Mia)&lt;br /&gt;All My Friends &amp;amp; Blog Visitors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning with my heart full of indescribable joy and fulfilment. Heard the Syawal song played over my neighbour's radio and my heart filled with overwhelming joy. The trying month of Ramadhan has passed us and here we all will celebrate Hari Raya Aidilfitri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the God Almighty:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank You, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For giving me the opportunity to celebrate with, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my Mom, Along, Adik, Jaja &amp;amp; Mia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For giving me strength to pull through during our darkest hours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For Your blessings to my families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my Mom:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for your blessings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your unconditional love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your understanding and forgiveness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your being there just for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2570718121076283520-2581952827017505226?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2581952827017505226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=2581952827017505226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2581952827017505226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2581952827017505226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-aidilfitri.html' title='Happy Aidilfitri'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Ssy4ylTwOlI/AAAAAAAAAlA/af4Z5jrGs9I/s72-c/Raye.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-4859862848193804026</id><published>2009-09-04T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T20:43:41.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>Suffer From Anger &amp; Grief</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sogvu3J_e0I/AAAAAAAAAig/YgK-xoNyezE/s1600-h/Anger+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370595037765663554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sogvu3J_e0I/AAAAAAAAAig/YgK-xoNyezE/s320/Anger+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot always reason with those that are bitter towards us and sometimes we may need to accept that it exists. To counteract this with retaliation is something that needs careful consideration. Consider how much more you often suffer from your anger and grief, than from those very things for which you are angry and grieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us experience anger at one time or another. Others may get angry with us, justifiably or not. We may become angry at others, sometimes with very good reason, sometimes not. One thing is for sure, it is not a pleasant experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we are guilty of hostility more than we would like to be. Greater interaction with people should reduce these feelings. Less anger should result in more confidence and less stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a discussion possible and is it worthwhile? A few words and an exchange point of view might result in one or both sides having a change in attitude. Try to see another point of view no matter how unreasonable it appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider how you are feeling. It is common, perhaps good advice, to let anger be expressed, to not hold it inside. My personal experience is that sometimes I have regretted this because I was wrong or over reacted. Sometimes the anger still lingered. Avoiding anger in the first place, through conciliation or acceptance, can result in feeling better all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, hatred is a prolonged anger towards a fellow human. There are various forms of hatred, motivated in different ways, and mostly without cause. Prejudice, jealousy, gossip, bullying are hard to deal with. This is where friends can be a great help in trying to understand these harmful actions. They can offer comfort and foresight. Please be a friend and whatever is begin in anger, will be ends in shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-4859862848193804026?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4859862848193804026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=4859862848193804026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4859862848193804026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4859862848193804026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/08/suffer-from-your-anger-grief.html' title='Suffer From Anger &amp; Grief'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sogvu3J_e0I/AAAAAAAAAig/YgK-xoNyezE/s72-c/Anger+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-7974808198055830302</id><published>2009-08-26T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T00:02:15.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>The Rule of Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SpKR6G2jzfI/AAAAAAAAAjw/PNm2sjQvahQ/s1600-h/Beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373517732864314866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SpKR6G2jzfI/AAAAAAAAAjw/PNm2sjQvahQ/s320/Beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Interacting amiably with family and friends is a super stress reducer. Instead of the mind working overtime on worries and problems, it is occupied with thoughts of other things and other people. There is less mental capacity left for anxieties and self doubt. Friendship improves happiness and abates misery by the doubling of our joy and the dividing of our grief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good friendship is healthy but it isn't easy for everyone. Getting people to like you is the starting point, and that should be fairly easy to do. People have a basic need to be liked themselves. Show interest, appreciation, and kindness. Smile. Praise given out sincerely is a great act of friendship. Be a good listener and try to see the good, not the bad qualities in people. These actions will usually be returned to you, sooner or later. The only way to have a friend is to be one. A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a friend, try to let an unfavorable incident or remark fly right over the top of your head. We all blurt out something stupid or do something regrettable at times, and it's so nice when the other acts as if it never happened. This is a dear friend. The rule of friendship means there should be mutual sympathy between them, each supplying what the other lacks and trying to benefit the other, always using friendly and sincere words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-7974808198055830302?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7974808198055830302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=7974808198055830302' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7974808198055830302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7974808198055830302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/08/rule-of-friendship.html' title='The Rule of Friendship'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SpKR6G2jzfI/AAAAAAAAAjw/PNm2sjQvahQ/s72-c/Beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-851174108530207372</id><published>2009-08-22T06:13:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:53:47.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>Happy Ramadan Al-Mubarak</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/So8fZp78QUI/AAAAAAAAAjo/C40SIpDgtKM/s1600-h/Masjid+Nabawi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372547406090748226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/So8fZp78QUI/AAAAAAAAAjo/C40SIpDgtKM/s320/Masjid+Nabawi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated To:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Family (Mom, Along, Adik, Jaja &amp;amp; Mia)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All My Friends &amp;amp; Blog Visitors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The holy Month of Ramadan has arrived.Muslim faithful throughout the world are currently observing the holy month of Ramadan. Observant Muslims participate in fasting, one of the five pillars of their faith, this entire Lunar month . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eating, drinking, smoking and sexual activity is prohibited from dawn until sunset, when the fast is broken with the evening meal. Local customs define varying traditions, including differing types of food used to break the daily fast. The fasting is meant to teach a person patience, humility and sacrifice, to set aside time to ask forgiveness, practice self-restraint and pray for guidance in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would like to give All Muslim community my sincerest best wishes for the Holy Month of Ramadan. Ramadan marks an important time in the Islamic calendar. Throughout this Holy Month, the universal element of Islam is evident as Muslims across the World take stock of their lives and their faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Wish You Happy Ramadan Al-Mubarak"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-851174108530207372?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/851174108530207372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=851174108530207372' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/851174108530207372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/851174108530207372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-ramadan-al-mubarak.html' title='Happy Ramadan Al-Mubarak'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/So8fZp78QUI/AAAAAAAAAjo/C40SIpDgtKM/s72-c/Masjid+Nabawi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-4981756584363569563</id><published>2009-08-20T17:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:15:46.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>Set Our Thoughts Properly</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371979643022646578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/So0bBfr-nTI/AAAAAAAAAjg/xbQgWPv4xqk/s320/Nice+Pics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is thought, and when we cease to think, we are not living. How we think, is the kind of life we live. Since we are able to control our thoughts, we can determine the course of our life and the way we feel during our time here.We are what we think.It is very important to establish good thinking guidelines and follow them. Placing thoughts of peace and happiness in our minds will help to make our lives peaceful and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If we do not set our thoughts properly, we travel through life by way of places where we will wish we had not gone. It is the mind that make us being good, happy, rich and poor. Our daily life includes thoughts associated with responsibilities concerning work, other people and handling problems. If possible, try not to think of too many different things during your day and don't move or think too quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Start your morning with a plan to come through to bedtime relaxed, contented and ready for a restful night's sleep.Your own mind is a sacred enclosure into which nothing harmful can enter except by your permission. Reflect about things that can improve your feelings, learning, completing tasks, duties, pleasant, relaxing experiences and kind words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, think about your happiness, goals, life pleasures, your principles and your conduct. Think about enjoying the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-4981756584363569563?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4981756584363569563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=4981756584363569563' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4981756584363569563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4981756584363569563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/08/set-our-thoughts-properly.html' title='Set Our Thoughts Properly'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/So0bBfr-nTI/AAAAAAAAAjg/xbQgWPv4xqk/s72-c/Nice+Pics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-1678177606720361895</id><published>2009-08-20T12:42:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:23:14.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>Ramadan Wishes to Noorsha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SozUVhZJCjI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-Y9gYXoZNRQ/s1600-h/selamat+berpuasa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371901921752320562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SozUVhZJCjI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-Y9gYXoZNRQ/s320/selamat+berpuasa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramadan eCard From : Noor Shafiah Mohamad Adam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To : Her Blogger Friends (Including me, Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramadan Wishes to Noorsha :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ramadan is the holy month of fasting from morning until sunset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A beautiful and heartfelt wish for a dear friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May Allah's Rahmat Shine On You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish you and your hubby the blessings of Allah on Ramadan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is also the occasion to get together with your loved ones,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hopefully both of you Happily Ever After.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-1678177606720361895?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1678177606720361895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=1678177606720361895' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/1678177606720361895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/1678177606720361895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/08/wishes-from-noorsha.html' title='Ramadan Wishes to Noorsha...'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SozUVhZJCjI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-Y9gYXoZNRQ/s72-c/selamat+berpuasa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-7757639777329227113</id><published>2009-08-11T17:21:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:54:03.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>Changing Our Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SoHPNaXyz-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/BaNzzovq66o/s1600-h/Garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368800060126711778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SoHPNaXyz-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/BaNzzovq66o/s320/Garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of us face some situations in our life that cannot be changed and that make us feel helpless and hopeless. Perhaps it is less serious than that but we are stressed and worried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It might be an event that has happened, happening or will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should provide some immediate comfort to consider that these situations do not directly cause these awful feelings but it is what we think of these situations. Changing our thoughts can have an enormous effect on how we are feeling. This has been stated by many great minds over very many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By reviewing some of the good things in our life past and present we can feel good even in what appears to be a very disturbing situation. As long as there is nothing we can do to fix a problem dwelling on the negative aspects of it will only make us feel worse and will do absolutely no good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since it all depends on what is in our thoughts we can control this. So start listing the things in your life that make or have made you happy. Stuff your mind with other things that make you smile or laugh. Keep it up so as not to let the negative creep back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something good about babies. They fall and get up and try again and again and then they walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are usually always ready to laugh at the littlest things. They are constantly interested in new things to learn about and normally sleep well. If they brood about a bad experience it's not for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, things turn out best forthe people who make the best out of the way things turn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-7757639777329227113?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7757639777329227113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=7757639777329227113' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7757639777329227113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7757639777329227113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/08/changing-our-thoughts.html' title='Changing Our Thoughts'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SoHPNaXyz-I/AAAAAAAAAg4/BaNzzovq66o/s72-c/Garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-8388216870244044833</id><published>2009-07-31T21:06:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T23:42:32.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Appreciation of Loved Ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SnL0P5cdXzI/AAAAAAAAAgo/tNUYqtB7HPM/s1600-h/Nice.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364618660107083570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SnL0P5cdXzI/AAAAAAAAAgo/tNUYqtB7HPM/s320/Nice.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone has own unique relationship with their father. My unique and long lasting relationship with my late father is beyond his passing. He impacts me profoundly and his influences are likely passing to next generations in my life as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This writing is not to boast the greatness of my late father but simply a commemorating him as an individual who I admired and am willing to share with the readers after two years of his passing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His legacy and wisdom is not limited to one recipient. Some words in this writing were composed when I spend the last months of his life journey with him at the Malacca GH Hospital. These writings genuinely reflect my inner feelings and pains of losing him a loved one, once a while in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I lost someone or something dear to me sometimes they are replaceable but sometimes they are not. For those irreplaceable losses sadness is not the solution we need to transform those pains and losses to something even more meaningful to individuals or to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He made many good examples for his children and others. Those who followed benefited in work, relationship, life, I believe. His expectations lay on what he taught us and he practiced them in his life as well words and actions are coherent in his case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I Love You Abah". Al-Fatihah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-8388216870244044833?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8388216870244044833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=8388216870244044833' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/8388216870244044833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/8388216870244044833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/07/appreciation-of-loved-ones.html' title='Appreciation of Loved Ones'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SnL0P5cdXzI/AAAAAAAAAgo/tNUYqtB7HPM/s72-c/Nice.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-2511889165287113463</id><published>2009-07-30T11:58:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T11:25:27.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>It's Never Too Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SnEbxAwt7eI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/I8MTV6xDgi4/s1600-h/Nice+Flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364099160006847970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SnEbxAwt7eI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/I8MTV6xDgi4/s320/Nice+Flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The harm that worry causes in our lives has been well documented by doctors and other professionals. Worry can weaken and sicken us and make our days unbearable. At the very least it prevents us from living fully and happily the only life that we will ever have. At its worse, it can destroy us. A god, invisible but omnipotent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It steals the bloom from the cheek and lightness from the pulse it takes away the appetite and turns the hair gray. It does a lot more than that but the worry disease can be cured and it certainly can be reduced. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course it requires a change in our thinking how to view and react to situations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worrying over things that 'might' happen can waste large portions of our lives considering that so often it is for nothing and almost certainly does no good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you can solve your problem then what is the need of worrying. If you cannot solve it then what is the use of worrying. Worrying about things that have happened will not turn back the hands of time to give you another try at doing it right. So that is a waste of time too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many of our anxieties and fears are for nothing. Most of the rest can simply be discarded because worrying just isn't going to do any good. So let's spend our time thinking about the good and pleasant things in our lives and move on in a peaceful and contented state of mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think these difficult times have helped me to understand better than before how infinitely rich and beautiful life is in every way and that so many things that one goes around worrying about are of no importance whatsoever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through reading and other instruction can help in turning our lives around. A life filled with contentment and lacking stress and worry are the goals to be achieved. Finally, it's never too late to start eliminating worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-2511889165287113463?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2511889165287113463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=2511889165287113463' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2511889165287113463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2511889165287113463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-never-too-late.html' title='It&apos;s Never Too Late'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SnEbxAwt7eI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/I8MTV6xDgi4/s72-c/Nice+Flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-2085492935991273762</id><published>2009-07-29T13:18:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T02:21:42.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>Before It Is Gone Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sm_dDTj1sRI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Bfo9NMIBblc/s1600-h/Nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363748730081489170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sm_dDTj1sRI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Bfo9NMIBblc/s320/Nice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How the time flies. The days go by and they are years the years finally become our whole life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each daily portion can be wasted or it can be a pleasure before it is gone forever. If a bedtime review of the day concludes that we were too stressed, too busy, didn't accomplish anything, didn't have any fun, then it has been another lost piece of precious life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps we are putting off our enjoyment until we have more time, money and some other improved condition. The trouble with that is that it might never happen or it may be too long in coming. It's so important to accept this time and this every minute as something of tremendous value that will very soon be gone forever. There are many ways to ensure that we make the best of our time here on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In our daily routine let's include time to enjoy others and thus ourselves. Look and wonder at the trees, fields and mountains, smell the flowers, hear the birds and watch the clouds in the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This world, after all our science is still a miracle, wonderful, magical and more to whosoever will think of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Face your problems bravely, confidently, and improve on your situation no matter what state it be in. Be good to feel good. Be active and improve your mind. Laugh, relax, and sleep well. Life is mostly froth and bubble. Two things stand like stone kindness in another's trouble and courage in our own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-2085492935991273762?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2085492935991273762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=2085492935991273762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2085492935991273762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2085492935991273762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/07/before-it-is-gone-forever.html' title='Before It Is Gone Forever'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sm_dDTj1sRI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Bfo9NMIBblc/s72-c/Nice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-2768355363163492827</id><published>2009-07-16T19:07:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T02:23:53.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>The Effects of Cold Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sl8NlCNDfyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/GDMHRqiR5wk/s1600-h/Pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359017011492126498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sl8NlCNDfyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/GDMHRqiR5wk/s320/Pic.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Bad Effects of Cold Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is nice to have a cup of cold drink after a meal. However, the cold water will solidify the oily stuff that you have just consumed. It will slow down the digestion. Once this sludge reacts with the acid, it will break down and be absorbed by the intestine faster than the solid food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It will line the intestine. Soon, this will turn into fats and lead to cancer. It is best to drink hot soup or warm water after a meal. A serious note about heart attacks, we should know that not every heart attack symptom is going to be the left arm hurting. Be aware of intense pain in the jaw line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You may never have the first chest pain during the course of a heart attack. Nausea and intense sweating are also common symptoms. Most of people who have a heart attack while they are asleep do not wake up. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let’s be careful and be aware. The more we know the better chance we could survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Good Effects of Cold Water&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stimulation of the Circulation. As before stated, cold water applied to the surface of the body arouses and stimulates the circulation all over the system. Blood counts before and after a cold water application show a very marked increase in the number of red and white blood corpuscles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This does not mean that the cold water has in a moment created new blood cells, but it means that the blood has been stirred up and sent hurrying through the system, that the lazy blood cells which were lying inactively in the sluggish and stagnant blood stream and in the clogged and obstructed tissues are aroused to increased activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Undoubtedly, the invigorating and stimulating influence of cold sprays, ablutions, sitz baths, barefoot walking in the dewy grass or on wet stones and all other cold water applications depends largely upon their electromagnetic effects upon the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elimination of Impurities, as the cold water drives the blood with increased force through the system, it flushes the capillaries in the tissues and cleanses them from the accumulations of morbid matter and poisons which are one of the primary causes of acute and chronic diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As the blood rushes back to the surface it suffuses the skin, opens and relaxes the pores and the minute blood vessels or capillaries and thus unloads its impurities through the skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-2768355363163492827?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2768355363163492827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=2768355363163492827' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2768355363163492827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2768355363163492827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/07/effects-of-cold-water.html' title='The Effects of Cold Water'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sl8NlCNDfyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/GDMHRqiR5wk/s72-c/Pic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-7959609537795885526</id><published>2009-06-12T20:22:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T02:22:32.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>From Son to Father…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SjJZnhV7ZdI/AAAAAAAAAcY/v2zooTheD7k/s1600-h/Abah+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346434243142313426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SjJZnhV7ZdI/AAAAAAAAAcY/v2zooTheD7k/s320/Abah+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No man is perfect, however rarely would anyone ever see what few lesser qualities my late father may have had. That is the mark of a true Gentleman, and how most who knew my late father will remember him. My late father was often not a man of many words, and few would ever have had a bad word about my late father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My late father had a difficult start to life, my late father worked hard all his life, having left school to work at many places with the hope of becoming a somebody for his family. Unfortunately he grew a bit tall for that pursuit, however he never let a lack of education stand in the way of providing for his family. He grew up in some very hard times, and did not like to see things wasted "Might come in handy one day" was something he used to say, and he preferred make do with what he had, rather than buy something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My late father was a simple man who appreciated the simple joy's life offered. He reminisced recently about some of the fun times he had with his brother and sisters, in a time when the world was a more peaceful place. Warm, quiet, gentle and patient are some words that come to mind when thinking of my late father. He believed in fairness and wasn't someone to complain about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My late father loved his golf, having played for many years. He played his last game several days before going into Malacca General Hospital, so it's safe to say he played his favourite sport as long as he possibly could. At one stage his handicap was as low as 11, and my late father also had the joy of shooting a hole in one during his life. His favourite golf club at Air Keroh Country Club, Malacca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My late father was a family man, and spent most of his time at home. Words cannot express what he meant to his family, and what his family meant to him. He had a loving wife who cared for him, and that care was exceptional during the last years and months of his life. Only Rohani and Yahaya can fully appreciate the depth of their bond formed over 30 years together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To his three sons, my late father was an inspiration. No thanks could ever be enough for the countless things he did for Along, Angah &amp;amp; Adik over the years, except to try to be as good a Father. The lessons our Parents teach, without ever knowing it, help make us who we are today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My late father had the joy of spending time almost every day with my mother, Rohani. It's impossible to express a man's life in these few words, but the gift my late father has given those that knew him throughout those years will live on. The sadness of losing my late father is great, as were the many good times shared with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe, my late father would wish us to remember those happy times. Finally, maybe when we see my late father favourite golf set, we'll smile to ourself in memory of a wonderful man, who will be deeply missed and fondly remembered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I hope that anyone reading this blog will, for a small moment in time, think about what my late father meant to me and know a little about his life".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I love You Abah". Al-Fatihah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-7959609537795885526?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7959609537795885526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=7959609537795885526' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7959609537795885526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7959609537795885526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/06/from-son-to-father.html' title='From Son to Father…'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SjJZnhV7ZdI/AAAAAAAAAcY/v2zooTheD7k/s72-c/Abah+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-7344084443643631899</id><published>2009-06-11T21:15:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T11:26:32.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>Warning Signs of Depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SjEI3Ct-IlI/AAAAAAAAAag/ZAlrj998rSo/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nice+Pics+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346063974381003346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SjEI3Ct-IlI/AAAAAAAAAag/ZAlrj998rSo/s320/Copy+of+Nice+Pics+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Signs of depression can be tricky to spot. Friends, family and relatives that's just how they is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They may not notice the more serious warning signs of depression. Each person is uniquely created by God, so no list of symptoms fits every individual. However, here is a list of symptoms indicating possible depression:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tiredness:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Despite proper amounts of sleep, a balanced diet, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and plenty of physical exercise,&lt;br /&gt;the person may feel exhausted regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mood swings:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A person may experience happiness one moment, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then be sad or irritated the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Difficulty coping with life:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day to day routine of getting up, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going to work, and coming home can seem worthless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The depressed person may feel as if he or she, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is not important, his or her job does not matter, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life does not matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is a strong sense of hopelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Depression is often triggered by:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tragedy, the death of a loved one, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a divorce, wrong diet, an exam result, drugs, alcohol, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-7344084443643631899?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7344084443643631899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=7344084443643631899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7344084443643631899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7344084443643631899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/06/signs-of-depression.html' title='Warning Signs of Depression'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SjEI3Ct-IlI/AAAAAAAAAag/ZAlrj998rSo/s72-c/Copy+of+Nice+Pics+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-4183494833948015320</id><published>2009-06-05T18:39:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:51:31.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>Attribute of Human Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sij3jgdUXZI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/6vJ1KeZeBgA/s1600-h/Nice+Pic+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343793147255479698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sij3jgdUXZI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/6vJ1KeZeBgA/s320/Nice+Pic+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Depression can be mysterious, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because they can often get confused, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with general attributes of human nature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Symptoms of depression include, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;behavior that is out of balance, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or characteristics that are not within the range, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of what is considered normal for that individual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These signs are recognized by professionals, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but there are many other indications that often, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go unrecognized and untreated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you have any doubt, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or concern regarding depression symptoms, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please see someone immediately for proper diagnosis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There may be a chemical imbalance, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that requires treatment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-4183494833948015320?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4183494833948015320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=4183494833948015320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4183494833948015320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4183494833948015320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/06/attribute-of-human-nature.html' title='Attribute of Human Nature'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sij3jgdUXZI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/6vJ1KeZeBgA/s72-c/Nice+Pic+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-2931432677362473436</id><published>2009-06-02T09:55:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:20:02.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>The Purpose of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiSH9xJQcoI/AAAAAAAAAZI/D-JVm94g5Tk/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nice+Pic+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342544553202184834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiSH9xJQcoI/AAAAAAAAAZI/D-JVm94g5Tk/s320/Copy+of+Nice+Pic+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life challenges enable us to see ourselves at our best and our worst. We may attempt to temporarily escape our circumstances. Others find themselves overwhelmed careening out of control even contemplating how to commit suicide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In time we found a way to guard our heart and mind. We discovered peace and joy by using words to bring hope and healing to others not as verbal weapons. We face our greatest life challenges. When we struggle to find love, security, and assurance that life truly has meaning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our fears, unhealthy behaviors and excessive emotional struggles result from our inability to interpret and correctly cope with our circumstances and feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whether wrestling with chronic pain, forgiving infidelity, or trying to conceive it is possible to move beyond that place of hopelessness. When we develop a personal relationship with the One who created us we discover how God wants us to respond in any given situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are facing difficult decision trust Him to provide the comfort, strength, and wisdom you need in order to continue toward your goal. By placing our faith in God, we take our hands off our problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-2931432677362473436?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2931432677362473436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=2931432677362473436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2931432677362473436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2931432677362473436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/06/purpose-in-life.html' title='The Purpose of Life'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiSH9xJQcoI/AAAAAAAAAZI/D-JVm94g5Tk/s72-c/Copy+of+Nice+Pic+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-8200407920478344758</id><published>2009-06-01T00:58:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T13:33:11.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>Life Challenges</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiK4rRSqQpI/AAAAAAAAAZA/USUCk7n3u_Q/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nice+Pic+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342035161530385042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiK4rRSqQpI/AAAAAAAAAZA/USUCk7n3u_Q/s320/Copy+of+Nice+Pic+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of us experience major, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and minor life challenges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How we handle these struggles, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on a daily basis determines our physical, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as well as our mental well being. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It takes only a single event to convince us, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we have no control over our circumstances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes these challenges consume us with guilt, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;panic attacks or chronic fatigue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our problems pressure us from every side, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;threatening to crush or break us.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, all life challenges have a direct relationship, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in defining our purpose in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only we could find assurance that there was a plan, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or reason for the difficulties we face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We search for meaning in tragedy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;questioning our reason for hope or a future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-8200407920478344758?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8200407920478344758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=8200407920478344758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/8200407920478344758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/8200407920478344758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-challenges.html' title='Life Challenges'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiK4rRSqQpI/AAAAAAAAAZA/USUCk7n3u_Q/s72-c/Copy+of+Nice+Pic+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-969481018916749249</id><published>2009-05-31T14:10:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:20:34.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>New Beginning of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiIji4594oI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1hF6AioELbY/s1600-h/Wedding+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341871190312870530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiIji4594oI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1hF6AioELbY/s320/Wedding+Cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated To:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noriah Binti Hj. Shahid Ali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faizul Amir Bin Ahmad Sabar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, May 31, 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Klang, Selangor Darul Ehsan, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malaysia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly, I just want to tell Noriah, how honoured I am today, to says something on her special day. The sum which two married people owe to one another defies calculation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is an infinite debt which can only be discharged through all eternity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Marriage is ever made by destiny. Two human loves make one divine. A happy marriage is a new beginning of life a new starting point for happiness and usefulness. Marriage is the perfection of what love aimed at ignorant of what it sought. When you make a sacrifice in marriage you're sacrificing not to each other, but to unity in a relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One should believe in marriage as in the immortality of the soul. Marriage is about two souls but with a single thought and two heart but beat as one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over the blog:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m sorry my dear friend, I couldn't be there on your wedding day, but I really feel so happy for you. Here I wishing you, all the best of health, happiness and prosperity for your married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, to keep your marriage brimming with love in the wedding cup, whenever you're wrong please admit it but whenever you're right please shut up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Happy Married Life"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-969481018916749249?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/969481018916749249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=969481018916749249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/969481018916749249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/969481018916749249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-beginning-of-life.html' title='New Beginning of Life'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiIji4594oI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1hF6AioELbY/s72-c/Wedding+Cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-5427536461418926820</id><published>2009-05-15T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:20:52.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>Decision Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiHQOMvj0EI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dE3SvZmECEc/s1600-h/Nice+Pic+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341779575395569730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiHQOMvj0EI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dE3SvZmECEc/s320/Nice+Pic+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decision making based only on human nature frequently produces serious consequences. When our selfish impulses influence choices disaster soon follows. When we exclude God from our decision making we intentionally ignore God’s instructions. We all make costly mistakes decisions that we wish we never made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the most difficult factors in decision making is humbling ourself admitting that you don’t know it all or that you’ve failed. Some people struggles with decision making. The decision of our next car, a potential career change, or a commitment to a long term relationship. If only our decisions were risk free guaranteeing us the best desired outcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decision making forces us to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept responsibility for the success or failure of our choice. Experience first hand how that decision helps or harms others. Identify the most reliable source of wisdom that equips us for making those decisions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-5427536461418926820?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5427536461418926820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=5427536461418926820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/5427536461418926820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/5427536461418926820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/decision-making.html' title='Decision Making'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiHQOMvj0EI/AAAAAAAAAYg/dE3SvZmECEc/s72-c/Nice+Pic+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-3239687085565582376</id><published>2009-04-30T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:20:21.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>The Beauty of People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiAsaFSduyI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ZmxXbCxwcvI/s1600-h/Nice+Pic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341317984669252386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiAsaFSduyI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ZmxXbCxwcvI/s320/Nice+Pic+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When dealing with difficult people, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is helpful to know what drives them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A difficult person falls into three basic categories: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One who drains others :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;By nature, their depressing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and negative attitude characterizes them as “life suckers.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They frequently aggravate and deplete us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They complain, but refuse to accept solutions, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or take steps to improve their circumstances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One who disrespects others :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through their constant criticism, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we find ourselves consistently on the defense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Their blunt, even cruel remarks, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;frequently leave scars that linger as abuse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They may be unsympathetic, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and practice excessive rudeness, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and ridicule at our expense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One who dominates others :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Any aggressive nature which dominates, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our workplace or home through intimidation is destructive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boldness and assertiveness give way to a meanness, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that ignores the harmful consequences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The dominating person believes “might is right.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-3239687085565582376?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3239687085565582376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=3239687085565582376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/3239687085565582376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/3239687085565582376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/beauty-of-people.html' title='The Beauty of People'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SiAsaFSduyI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ZmxXbCxwcvI/s72-c/Nice+Pic+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-34087782354294801</id><published>2009-03-29T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:19:46.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>Challenging Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sh9RWtJV4vI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/80Ii3jSKwaA/s1600-h/Nice+Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341077133602448114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sh9RWtJV4vI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/80Ii3jSKwaA/s320/Nice+Pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is the secret for dealing with difficult people? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It may be a family member, co-worker,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or salesperson that causes our frustration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Personalities collide, tempers flair, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we say and do things that we later regret. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are some steps we can take, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that will not only guard us against further stress, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but help us establish a healthy attitude, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;during those challenging moments.&lt;br /&gt;Difficult people cultivate anxiety, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;resentment, or feelings of inadequacy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At times, a brief encounter with that, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;disruptive individual ruins our entire day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Any long term relationships, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with difficult people create tension, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that mounts with each passing day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Regardless of the length of the confrontation, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we often find ourselves feeling miserable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-34087782354294801?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/34087782354294801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=34087782354294801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/34087782354294801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/34087782354294801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/those-challenging-moments.html' title='Challenging Moments'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sh9RWtJV4vI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/80Ii3jSKwaA/s72-c/Nice+Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-4857516988716476798</id><published>2009-02-14T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:19:02.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>One Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sh5-Q251IsI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mtaNwHK867c/s1600-h/Cool+Valley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340845036189065922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sh5-Q251IsI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mtaNwHK867c/s320/Cool+Valley.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Moment you are in Tension, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you will lose your Attention,&lt;br /&gt;then you are in total Confusion,&lt;br /&gt;and you will feel Irritation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you will spoil personal Relation,&lt;br /&gt;ultimately, you won't get Cooperation,&lt;br /&gt;then you will make things Complication,&lt;br /&gt;then your blood pressure may raise Caution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may have to take Medication &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead, understand the Situation&lt;br /&gt;And try to think about the Solution&lt;br /&gt;Many problems will be solved by Discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will work out better in your Profession, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't think it's my free Suggestion,&lt;br /&gt;it's only for your Prevention,&lt;br /&gt;if you understand my Intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, you will never come again to Tension. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-4857516988716476798?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4857516988716476798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=4857516988716476798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4857516988716476798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4857516988716476798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-moment.html' title='One Moment'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Sh5-Q251IsI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mtaNwHK867c/s72-c/Cool+Valley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-6069049127100510322</id><published>2009-02-12T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T00:52:27.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>True Meaning of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SV2v-4ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAUw/hW1Snte5sHM/s1600-h/Copy+of+Pic+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286575032430213826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SV2v-4ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAUw/hW1Snte5sHM/s320/Copy+of+Pic+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love starts with a smile, grows with a kiss, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and ends with a tear.&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry over anyone who won't cry over you.&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and impossible to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, &lt;div align="center"&gt;love somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the past hold you back, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're missing the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Life's short. If you don't look around once in a while, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you might miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A best friend is like a four leaf clover, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hard to find and lucky to have.&lt;br /&gt;If you think that the world means nothing, think again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You might mean the world to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can look beside you and your best friend will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;True friendship never ends.&lt;br /&gt;Some friends are forever.&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are like stars, you don't always see them, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you know they are always there.&lt;br /&gt;Don't frown, you never know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who is falling in love with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you do when the only person who can make you stop crying, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is the person who made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is perfect until you fall in love with someone, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't that the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything is okay in the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If it's not okay, then it's not the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-6069049127100510322?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6069049127100510322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=6069049127100510322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/6069049127100510322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/6069049127100510322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/01/true-meaning-of-life.html' title='True Meaning of Life'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SV2v-4ZzusI/AAAAAAAAAUw/hW1Snte5sHM/s72-c/Copy+of+Pic+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-683328106755504592</id><published>2009-01-18T12:43:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:35:41.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>I've Learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SXK5WmW0JTI/AAAAAAAAAXo/_4HBNZd0iD8/s1600-h/Best.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292496310018254130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SXK5WmW0JTI/AAAAAAAAAXo/_4HBNZd0iD8/s320/Best.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that we don't have to change friends, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if we understand that friends change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that no matter how good a friend is, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they're going to hurt you every once in a while, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and you must forgive them for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that true friendship continues to grow, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even over the longest distance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that it's taking me a long time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to become the person I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that you should always, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;leave loved ones with loving words.&lt;br /&gt;It may be the last time you see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that sometimes the people, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you expect to kick you when you're down, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will be the ones to help you get back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that sometimes when, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm angry I have the right to be angry, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that maturity has more to do, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with what types of experiences you've had, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and what you've learned from them, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and less to do with how many years you have lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that it isn't always, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;enough to be forgiven by others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the world doesn't stop for your grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that our background and circumstances, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;may have influenced who we are, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we are responsible for who we become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that just because two people argue, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it doesn't mean they don't love each other, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and just because they don't argue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it doesn't mean they do love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that two people, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can look at the same thing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and see something totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that your life can be, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;changed in a matter of hours, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by people who don't even know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that even when, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you think you have no more to give, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when a friend cries out to you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you will find the strength to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learned that the people you care about most in life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are sometimes taken from you too soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href= &gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-683328106755504592?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/683328106755504592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=683328106755504592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/683328106755504592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/683328106755504592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-learned.html' title='I&apos;ve Learned'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SXK5WmW0JTI/AAAAAAAAAXo/_4HBNZd0iD8/s72-c/Best.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-8617368090563965306</id><published>2009-01-05T17:23:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:01:46.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>What Made Us Blind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SWHT1Q_JlOI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ssPDbJiNvDU/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nice+View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287740349556036834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SWHT1Q_JlOI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ssPDbJiNvDU/s320/Copy+of+Nice+View.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Too often we don't realize,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what we have until it is gone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too often we wait too late to say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry and I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it seems we hurt the ones,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we hold dearest to our hearts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we allow foolish things, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to tear our lives apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far too many times we let,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unimportant things into our minds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then it's usually too late,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to see what made us blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be sure that you let people know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how much they mean to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take that time to say the words,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;before your time is through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure that you appreciate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything you've got,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and be thankful for the little things,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in life that mean a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-8617368090563965306?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/8617368090563965306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=8617368090563965306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/8617368090563965306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/8617368090563965306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-made-us-blind.html' title='What Made Us Blind?'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SWHT1Q_JlOI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ssPDbJiNvDU/s72-c/Copy+of+Nice+View.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-5534305029373438064</id><published>2009-01-04T10:58:00.042+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:21:48.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>The Lamp of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SWD4iwEs6yI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GAsbhB-g_D4/s1600-h/Copy+of+Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287499238436825890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SWD4iwEs6yI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GAsbhB-g_D4/s320/Copy+of+Rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated To:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ismimuhamad Bin Hj. Idris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rosfadilah Binti Zainal Abidin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, January 3, 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Durian Tunggal, Melaka, Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy marriages begin when we marry the one we love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they blossom when we love the one we married.&lt;br /&gt;My greatest wish for the two of you is that through the years, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your love for each other will so deepen and grow, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that years from now you will look back on this day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your wedding day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As the day you loved each other the least.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter where you get your appetite, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as long as you eat at home.&lt;br /&gt;May the best day of your past be the worst day of your future.&lt;br /&gt;Marriage, a community consisting of a master, a mistress, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and two slaves making in all, two.&lt;br /&gt;May the roof above you never fall in, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and may you both never fall out.&lt;br /&gt;To the lamp of love may it burn brightest in the darkest hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And never flicker in the winds of trial.&lt;br /&gt;May for better or worse be far better than worse.&lt;br /&gt;The man or woman you really love will never grow old to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through the wrinkles of time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;through the bowed frame of years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You will always see the dear face and feel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The warm heart union of your eternal love.&lt;br /&gt;May you have many children, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and may they grow mature in taste and healthy in color. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Happy Married Life"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-5534305029373438064?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5534305029373438064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=5534305029373438064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/5534305029373438064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/5534305029373438064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-lamp-of-love.html' title='The Lamp of Love'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SWD4iwEs6yI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/GAsbhB-g_D4/s72-c/Copy+of+Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-3436660917594618151</id><published>2009-01-01T13:12:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:15:01.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SVxX2KDgxqI/AAAAAAAAATI/mNeI8E45NVI/s1600-h/My+Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286196650549757602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SVxX2KDgxqI/AAAAAAAAATI/mNeI8E45NVI/s320/My+Pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated To:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Family (Mom, Along, Adik &amp;amp; Jaja)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All My Friends &amp;amp; Blog Visitors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all a very Happy New Year to my visitors, and everyone else out there in Malaysia. Last year has been a great one for our nation. Our nation's goal of full sovereignty will be furthered through such means as this massage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This coming year then, let us look forward to a brighter world. Let us hope for peace, prosperity and security to return to our giant neighbor nation and to the world in these troubled times. Let us hope for peace, prosperity and a bright future for all mankind, and for a peaceful coexistence with this planet we call home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let seek ever to expand Malaysia's role in both the world of small nations and the world of large nations. We all have much to contribute to each other. Let us continue to explore the heavens and the earth around us, for knowledge is indeed power. As always, let us continue to strive, to grow, to explore, to live and to learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so, these things said, let us move forward. Every year is a new beginning for Malaysia, and every year brings new opportunities. Malaysia is among the greatest of the small nations of the world, a beacon to those that seek self-government and sovereignty. We never hesitate to lead, and to set the example. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For almost fifty two years, now Malaysia has grown and prospered. This pace continues unabated, and will continue for many long years.In this coming year, then, I speak to all Malaysians and wish to you all the best. I pledge to continue to give and share with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as best as I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am not the nation, we all are. And together we shall continue to build toward a great future for all Malaysians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-3436660917594618151?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3436660917594618151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=3436660917594618151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/3436660917594618151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/3436660917594618151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy New Year 2009'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SVxX2KDgxqI/AAAAAAAAATI/mNeI8E45NVI/s72-c/My+Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-5943037104534749664</id><published>2008-12-24T18:08:00.031+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:43:44.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>We Need Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SVISwUbBJ1I/AAAAAAAAASY/nE1lwXTjP7E/s1600-h/Nice+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283305934184064850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SVISwUbBJ1I/AAAAAAAAASY/nE1lwXTjP7E/s320/Nice+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I prayed for you before we met,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not knowing who you'd be, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked the Lord to send a friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One chosen just for me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I asked that they'd be Godly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with wisdom of His ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A friend to help and guide me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I the troubles of these days, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so often in life, we need someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To listen while we talk, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someone who will not condemn or judge,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but encourage us as we walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The narrow road we choose to follow, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;may sometimes make us stumble,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but to have a friend to catch our fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teaches us to be humble,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when I asked the Lord to send a friend, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though many came and went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He gave much more than I ever asked,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and you are the friend He sent. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-5943037104534749664?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5943037104534749664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=5943037104534749664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/5943037104534749664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/5943037104534749664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-need-someone.html' title='We Need Someone'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SVISwUbBJ1I/AAAAAAAAASY/nE1lwXTjP7E/s72-c/Nice+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-4883682437467681532</id><published>2008-12-16T14:32:00.032+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:20:57.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Congratulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUdMUmSihGI/AAAAAAAAANw/HvqSoV5B1aA/s1600-h/Wedding+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280273004874597474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUdMUmSihGI/AAAAAAAAANw/HvqSoV5B1aA/s320/Wedding+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated To:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halim Bin Ibrahim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khairunnisa Binti Budin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, December 14, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melaka, Malaysia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to start off by saying congratulations to Halim and Khairunnisa. For those of you who don’t know me, I am Halim’s cousin. And I have the honour of being part of his beautiful day. I’d also like to congratulate Halim on a truly magnificent day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have known Halim all my life, he has always loved sport. I would like to say best of luck to the two of you, I really am absolutely delighted for both of you. I hope you have a long and happy future together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And thank you Halim, it really has been a great honour to be your best cousin, you are more than a cousin to me. So Halim and Khairunnisa you’ve finally got married. I know that you both have been planning incessantly for the past few months to have this day be everything that you have both been dreaming of, and everything is just beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything I've seen and heard of the two of you just seems right. You two seem to have found what we are all looking for from marriage. You serve as an inspiration to everyone, because you have shown that dreams really do come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, congratulations again! I hope you enjoy the rest of your celebration today as well as the rest of your lives together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;“Happy Married Life”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-4883682437467681532?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4883682437467681532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=4883682437467681532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4883682437467681532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4883682437467681532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/dedicated-to-halim-bin-ibrahim.html' title='Congratulations'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUdMUmSihGI/AAAAAAAAANw/HvqSoV5B1aA/s72-c/Wedding+4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-657652982671816714</id><published>2008-12-16T13:34:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:21:15.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUdOMW2sDFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/cdNwiwo0QUo/s1600-h/Wedding+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280275062315551826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUdOMW2sDFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/cdNwiwo0QUo/s320/Wedding+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated To:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafizah Binti Kiprawi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mohd Aiman Bin Abdullah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, December 14, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bintulu, Sarawak, Malaysia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell Fizah how honoured I am today to says something on your special day.On behalf of my family and myself I just want to say how beautiful and radiant your look today, it truly has been a special day for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fizah and I have been friends for a number of years now. Over the years, she has taught me the valuable lesson that friendship is the most important thing next to family. We have supported each other through good times and bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have many memories of wonderful times spent with Fizah via email,phone &amp;amp; sms. The fondest memory I will now have knows Fizah will get married, the love of her life and companion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today you celebrate everything you have found in each other - A best friend, a supporter and a true partner for like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;“Happy Married Life”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-657652982671816714?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/657652982671816714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=657652982671816714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/657652982671816714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/657652982671816714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUdOMW2sDFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/cdNwiwo0QUo/s72-c/Wedding+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-6478747691142902658</id><published>2008-12-08T09:09:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:15:53.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>Happy Hari Raya Aidiladha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SULVHBJSEUI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VQxXa1jtWfQ/s1600-h/Adiladha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279016029774811458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SULVHBJSEUI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VQxXa1jtWfQ/s320/Adiladha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated To:&lt;br /&gt;My Family (Mom, Along, Adik &amp;amp; Jaja)&lt;br /&gt;All My Friends &amp;amp; Blog Visitors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today all muslims all over the world celebrates Hari Raya Aidiladha. Aidiladha is also commonly known as Hari Raya Korban or Hari Raya Haji in Malaysia.Hari Raya Aidiladha or the Festival of Sacrifice is a religious festival celebrated by Muslims worldwide in commemoration of the willingness of Prophet Ibrahim to sacrifice his son as an act of obedience to Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The devil tempted Prophet Ibrahim by saying he should disobey Allah and spare his son. As Prophet Ibrahim was about to sacrifice his son, Allah intervened and instead provided a lamb as the sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is why today all over the world Muslims who have the means to, sacrifice an animal such as a cows, as a reminder of Prophet Ibrahim's obedience to Allah. All over the world, during Aidiladha, the sacrifice of four legged animals such as lambs, goats, cows, bulls and camels is performed.The meat is then shared out with family, friends, as well as the poor members of the community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Wish You Happy Hari Raya Aidiladha"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-6478747691142902658?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6478747691142902658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=6478747691142902658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/6478747691142902658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/6478747691142902658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-hari-raya-aidiladha_08.html' title='Happy Hari Raya Aidiladha'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SULVHBJSEUI/AAAAAAAAAKw/VQxXa1jtWfQ/s72-c/Adiladha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-7929312974177780736</id><published>2008-12-04T00:58:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T06:43:23.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>Keep Up The Good Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUc2eWaNR0I/AAAAAAAAANA/hRTDr63wIE0/s1600-h/Graduation+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280248983154673474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUc2eWaNR0I/AAAAAAAAANA/hRTDr63wIE0/s320/Graduation+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated To:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Julimasniza Binti Ali&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, November 22, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Putrajaya, Malaysia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me proud to be able to offer my congratulations on your graduation. I know how long and hard you have worked and studied. But, your dedication and perseverance has paid off, and you should be very proud of your accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now that you have graduated. There are many options and doors open to you that were previously unattainable. You set your goal and now have achieved it in your graduation. Remember the quote by Benjamin Mays, "The tragedy of life doesn't lie in not reaching your goal. The tragedy lies in having no goals to reach."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember one of the keys to success is goal setting. Keep setting your goals and you can achieve what you now only dream of. I wish you all the best in pursuing a new career in your chosen field. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well Done!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-7929312974177780736?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7929312974177780736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=7929312974177780736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7929312974177780736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7929312974177780736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/congratulation.html' title='Keep Up The Good Work'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUc2eWaNR0I/AAAAAAAAANA/hRTDr63wIE0/s72-c/Graduation+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-1185971893147562046</id><published>2008-12-03T19:34:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:21:32.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Happily Ever After</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUc593gwHiI/AAAAAAAAANI/mOBqyOrSnPQ/s1600-h/Wedding+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280252823151320610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUc593gwHiI/AAAAAAAAANI/mOBqyOrSnPQ/s320/Wedding+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated To: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noor Aimilia Binti Amershah &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zulkhairol Bin Haron&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, November 22, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kulim, Kedah Darul Aman, Malaysia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wedding is one of the most important and precious moment in one's life. We often bumble when giving out best wishes for weddings due to lack of words and phrases. Wishing you all the health and happiness in this world on your wedding. Wishing you the best of life today and in the days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heart filled wishes on your wedding and hoping the best for you from today and forever. May Allah grant you a happy married life. Hopefully, you love and hold each other in the worst of times with trust, faith and belief. Hoping the best for you on your auspicious wedding. I pray and wish happiness for both of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a friend, I am very sure that he is gonna keep you smiling, happy and cheerful all your life. Happy married life to you. I wish you all the happiness in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Over the blog: I’m sorry my dear friend, I couldn't be there on your wedding day, but I really feel so happy for you. Here I wishing you, all the best of health, happiness and prosperity for your married. Happy married life to you guys and please don't fight! I hope you hold each other close in best or bad times and have trust and faith all the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Happy Married Life"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-1185971893147562046?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1185971893147562046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=1185971893147562046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/1185971893147562046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/1185971893147562046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/happily-ever-after.html' title='Happily Ever After'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUc593gwHiI/AAAAAAAAANI/mOBqyOrSnPQ/s72-c/Wedding+3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-5486046110569436747</id><published>2008-12-02T11:52:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:58:03.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>Always Remember To Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SULYIq7AZ4I/AAAAAAAAALI/DqKlPqmLbnY/s1600-h/Friends+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279019356703975298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SULYIq7AZ4I/AAAAAAAAALI/DqKlPqmLbnY/s320/Friends+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always remember to forget,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The things that made you sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But never forget to remember,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the things that made you glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always remember to forget,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the friends that proved untrue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But don't forget to remember,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those that have stuck by you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Always remember to forget,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the troubles that have passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But never forget to remember,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the blessings that come each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-5486046110569436747?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/5486046110569436747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=5486046110569436747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/5486046110569436747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/5486046110569436747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/always-remember-to-forget.html' title='Always Remember To Forget'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SULYIq7AZ4I/AAAAAAAAALI/DqKlPqmLbnY/s72-c/Friends+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-1351674715775538943</id><published>2008-12-02T11:45:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:56:29.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>You're Not Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SULZJ_d3kjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1DIJZd7qWGQ/s1600-h/Monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279020478910403122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SULZJ_d3kjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1DIJZd7qWGQ/s320/Monkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cannot ease your aching heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nor take your pain away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But let me stay and take your hand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and walk with you today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll listen when you need to talk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll wipe away your tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll share your worries when they come,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll help you face your fears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm here and I will stand by you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on each hill you have to climb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So take my hand, let's face the world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and live just one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're not alone, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because I'm still here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll go that extra mile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and when your grief is easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll help you learn to smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-1351674715775538943?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1351674715775538943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=1351674715775538943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/1351674715775538943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/1351674715775538943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-still-here.html' title='You&apos;re Not Alone'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SULZJ_d3kjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1DIJZd7qWGQ/s72-c/Monkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-2651403128833384357</id><published>2008-11-25T12:48:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:54:11.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forgiving'/><title type='text'>Forgive Is Essential</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SVIb4Q_7EsI/AAAAAAAAASg/bXFI7UwhRmM/s1600-h/Forgive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283315966308717250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SVIb4Q_7EsI/AAAAAAAAASg/bXFI7UwhRmM/s320/Forgive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Forgive is essential,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There is a tendency in all of us to hold ourselves, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;More accountable than we do others, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Perhaps you have been one who can justify forgiving others,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Even for a heinous offense,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yet you find no justification for forgiving yourself, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For an equal or lesser offense,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Perhaps you believe that forgiving yourself, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Is not even a consideration, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Because you think you must hold yourself,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In a state of constant remembrance, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lest you forget,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Perhaps you believe there is a price,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some form of life long penance that you must pay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-2651403128833384357?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2651403128833384357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=2651403128833384357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2651403128833384357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2651403128833384357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/forgive.html' title='Forgive Is Essential'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SVIb4Q_7EsI/AAAAAAAAASg/bXFI7UwhRmM/s72-c/Forgive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-316639339876754944</id><published>2008-11-15T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:55:21.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>Today, Tommorow &amp; Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SULaM3m6sYI/AAAAAAAAALY/QTo2uT21Q60/s1600-h/Cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279021627852108162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SULaM3m6sYI/AAAAAAAAALY/QTo2uT21Q60/s320/Cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You may not have ever seen me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you know that I am here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can feel me in your heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as you enter each new day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will always be there for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am your friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone to share the good times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as well as the bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I make no judgments by what you say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just listen with my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope to be of help in anyway I can,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be there for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, tomorrow and forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always please remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am your friend.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-316639339876754944?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/316639339876754944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=316639339876754944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/316639339876754944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/316639339876754944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-and-me.html' title='Today, Tommorow &amp; Forever'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SULaM3m6sYI/AAAAAAAAALY/QTo2uT21Q60/s72-c/Cute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-1327582549906521556</id><published>2008-11-13T08:45:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:50:54.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journey'/><title type='text'>Who Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMQ35_I2GI/AAAAAAAAAL4/M114tGu-qgw/s1600-h/Glass+Floor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279081740852844642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMQ35_I2GI/AAAAAAAAAL4/M114tGu-qgw/s320/Glass+Floor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My life is different but good,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't think it ever would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a life before where,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was locked away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seem to miss each passing day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where everyday was always not the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I only have my self to blame,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should have made a stand years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I wouldn't have felt so low,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so here I am with my mother and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the good times it sends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I may have suffered for all those years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now I have to stand up to my fears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have all the love here I ever need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that has grown a new seed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to make the best of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To take away the trouble and strife,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to wake up each day to do something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be myself again and always be true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-1327582549906521556?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1327582549906521556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=1327582549906521556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/1327582549906521556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/1327582549906521556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I?'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMQ35_I2GI/AAAAAAAAAL4/M114tGu-qgw/s72-c/Glass+Floor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-7435891251804386127</id><published>2008-11-12T13:43:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:48:41.691+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>I Found A Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMTLe6OCpI/AAAAAAAAAMA/40LCHbCZzSU/s1600-h/Friends+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279084276205095570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMTLe6OCpI/AAAAAAAAAMA/40LCHbCZzSU/s320/Friends+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found a friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who knew everything I felt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She knew my every weakness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the problems I've been dealt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She understood my wonders,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and listened to my dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She listened to how,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt about life and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And knew what it all means,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not once did she interrupt me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or tell me I was wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they understood what I was going through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And promised she'd stay long,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I reached out to this friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To show her that i care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to pull her close and let her know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How much I need her there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went to hold her hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To pull her a bit nearer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and realized that this perfect friend.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-7435891251804386127?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7435891251804386127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=7435891251804386127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7435891251804386127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7435891251804386127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-found-friend-who-knew-everything-i.html' title='I Found A Friend'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMTLe6OCpI/AAAAAAAAAMA/40LCHbCZzSU/s72-c/Friends+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-6548916627638588061</id><published>2008-11-11T09:52:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:46:06.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forgiving'/><title type='text'>Forgiving Others</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRjn3QSk1XI/AAAAAAAAADw/vjPYTU2UFOA/s1600-h/I"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267214700661495154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRjn3QSk1XI/AAAAAAAAADw/vjPYTU2UFOA/s320/I%27m+Sorry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgiving others may seem to be a choice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and in one sense it is a choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgiving others releases us from anger,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and allows us to receive the healing we need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgiving others spares us from the consequences, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of living out of an unforgiving heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgiving others does not carry with it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a single decision that we need to ponder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgiving others often takes time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgiving others often starts as a decision, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of surrender an act of our will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We simply need to make the choice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to be open to forgiveness and reconciliation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember, forgiveness does not, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;justify the deed or the person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It does not provide God's forgiveness for their actions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because only God can do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While nothing can undo the past,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we can do something about the condition, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of our own present and future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgiving others makes a way for our own healing to begin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-6548916627638588061?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/6548916627638588061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=6548916627638588061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/6548916627638588061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/6548916627638588061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/forgiving-others.html' title='Forgiving Others'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRjn3QSk1XI/AAAAAAAAADw/vjPYTU2UFOA/s72-c/I%27m+Sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-3033253842869690767</id><published>2008-11-09T08:18:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:43:57.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>Search For Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsCXY10-9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ER-OKkS_Vz0/s1600-h/Rose.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267806789968395218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsCXY10-9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ER-OKkS_Vz0/s320/Rose.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doubts, or fears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I can listen to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And together we will search for answers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't change your past,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with all it's heartache and pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nor the future with its untold stories,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I can be there now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you need me to care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't keep your feet from stumbling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can only offer my hand, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that you may grasp it and not fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your joys, triumphs, successes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and happiness are not mine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet I can share in your laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your decisions in life are,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not mine to make and nor to judge,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can only support you, encourage you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And help you when you ask,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't prevent you from,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;falling away from friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From your values and from me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can only pray for you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talk to you and wait for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't give you boundaries which,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have determined for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I can give you the room to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Room to grow and room to be yourself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I can cry with you and help you pick up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pieces and put them back in place,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't tell you who you are,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can only love you and be your friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-3033253842869690767?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3033253842869690767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=3033253842869690767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/3033253842869690767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/3033253842869690767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendship_09.html' title='Search For Answers'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsCXY10-9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ER-OKkS_Vz0/s72-c/Rose.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-2702310370574584864</id><published>2008-11-08T20:19:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:40:56.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>The Nature of Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsDmVqY5mI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pcln3k9bEuM/s1600-h/Kind+Friendship.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267808146324776546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsDmVqY5mI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pcln3k9bEuM/s320/Kind+Friendship.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It takes more than caring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be a real friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The nature of friendship,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Requires a blend Of warmest compassion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And love deep and true,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To reach and to comfort,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The way that you do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because I can see,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That your kind of friendship,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is priceless to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-2702310370574584864?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/2702310370574584864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=2702310370574584864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2702310370574584864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/2702310370574584864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/your-kind-of-friendship.html' title='The Nature of Friendship'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsDmVqY5mI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/pcln3k9bEuM/s72-c/Kind+Friendship.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-3584661762177107702</id><published>2008-11-08T15:12:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:39:51.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>The Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMUirY-HmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/n3yKBJQ1iOE/s1600-h/Baby+Animal+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279085774203919970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMUirY-HmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/n3yKBJQ1iOE/s320/Baby+Animal+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are my friend and that is true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the gift was given from me to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went thru moments, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that were good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even moments that were happy and sad,&lt;br /&gt;you suported me when i was in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We stuck together when we were in fear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its really sad that it had to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it has reached its very last day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miles away cant keep us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause you'll always be in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-3584661762177107702?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3584661762177107702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=3584661762177107702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/3584661762177107702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/3584661762177107702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendship-forever_08.html' title='The Moments'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMUirY-HmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/n3yKBJQ1iOE/s72-c/Baby+Animal+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-3264609630504993667</id><published>2008-11-08T09:28:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:37:51.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>Relationship, Trust &amp; Accountability</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMalxQia_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/gmWdLgyJgYk/s1600-h/Best+Friend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279092424388537330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMalxQia_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/gmWdLgyJgYk/s320/Best+Friend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;True friendship involves relationship. Those mutual attributes we mentioned above become the foundation in which recognition transpires into relationship. Many people say, "Oh, she's a good friend of mine," yet they never take time to spend time with that good friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friendship takes time, time to get to know each other, time to build shared memories, time to invest in each other's growth. Trust is essential to true friendship. We all need someone with whom we can share our lives, thoughts, feelings, and frustrations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We need to be able to share our deepest secrets with someone, without worrying that those secrets will end up on the Internet the next day. Failing to be trustworthy with those intimate secrets can destroy a friendship in a hurry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faithfulness and loyalty are key to true friendship. Without them, we often feel betrayed, left out and lonely. In true friendship, there is no backbiting, no negative thoughts, no turning away. True friendship requires certain accountability factors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Real friends encourage one another and forgive one another where there has been an offense. Genuine friendship supports during times of struggle. Friends are dependable. In true friendship, unconditional love develops. We love our friends no matter what and we always want the best for our friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-3264609630504993667?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/3264609630504993667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=3264609630504993667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/3264609630504993667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/3264609630504993667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/relationship-trust-accountability.html' title='Relationship, Trust &amp; Accountability'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMalxQia_I/AAAAAAAAAMo/gmWdLgyJgYk/s72-c/Best+Friend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-4638509441172539017</id><published>2008-11-08T09:19:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:36:15.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>The Philosophy of Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsE3dXIVvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/j39GLNJZ9ZA/s1600-h/Friendship+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267809539960887026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsE3dXIVvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/j39GLNJZ9ZA/s320/Friendship+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Signs include a mutual desire for companionship,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and perhaps a common bond of some kind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beyond that, genuine friendship involves, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a shared sense of caring and concern. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A desire to see one another grow and develop,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a hope for each other to succeed in all aspects of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;True friendship involves action,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doing something for someone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While expecting nothing in return,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sharing thoughts and feelings without.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fear of judgment or negative criticism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-4638509441172539017?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/4638509441172539017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=4638509441172539017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4638509441172539017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/4638509441172539017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-can-we-recognize-potential.html' title='The Philosophy of Friendship'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsE3dXIVvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/j39GLNJZ9ZA/s72-c/Friendship+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-293836126147292568</id><published>2008-11-08T01:34:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T00:43:44.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Tribute To My Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/StS7Nem2rNI/AAAAAAAAAlw/MeuFYCziPsg/s1600-h/Abah+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392140494098050258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/StS7Nem2rNI/AAAAAAAAAlw/MeuFYCziPsg/s320/Abah+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was my first speech for my late Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Father served the government for almost 20 years and Pantai Medivest Sdn Bhd for almost 10 years. He was everyone’s favorite friend &amp;amp; neighbour. Everybody calls him,&lt;br /&gt;"Abang Tapah or Pak Yah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Father died, July 30, 2007. I am not very accustomed in making speeches &amp;amp; not very vocal about my emotions. But this time, I really want to express my feelings and talk about my Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are far more greater words to describe how my Father was then let me use it. But there’s really no need for words, because my Father’s life spoke loud and clear enough. What tribute can you pay a man whose whole life was a tribute. I don’t think there was anyone who knew him that didn’t like him. He was a good man, I was lucky to have him as my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid, I used to see him wearing his uniform while carrying me in his arm… fetching me from school, because it is flooded and it made me feel very proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another vivid memory of him was, when I went through the stage of being failed an exam, I was crying miserably. I stayed in my room all day. He came up to me, sat beside my bed and gave me comfort and advised me to let go &amp;amp; move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that my Father was perfect, But in my life, I never felt for a moment that he wasn’t there for me. He always supports me with my plans, Unfortunately he will not be physically present , to see my dreams being fulfilled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn’t be able to see his face light up &amp;amp; would pat me on my head and say, "very good son, but don’t forget to thank the Allah for all His blessings". My father always made me strong to accept trials &amp;amp; sufferings in my life…&lt;br /&gt;But his sudden loss made me realize that I am vulnerable, for this is the most painful &amp;amp; saddest thing that ever happened to me. But I know that my Father wouldn’t want me to see grieving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to miss him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you "Abah", I will miss you, But will never forget who you are &amp;amp; will always talk about you and tell your grand children about their grandpa who always tried to give somethings in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you "Abah"…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Father… Mission Accomplished &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a Golfer ... Hole In One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Retired Person&lt;br /&gt;(Government and Pantai Medivest Sdn Bhd) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;… Now go and be with Allah and Be in peace…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love you "Abah"… Al- Fatihah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2570718121076283520-293836126147292568?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/293836126147292568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=293836126147292568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/293836126147292568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/293836126147292568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/tribute-to-my-father.html' title='Tribute To My Father'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/StS7Nem2rNI/AAAAAAAAAlw/MeuFYCziPsg/s72-c/Abah+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-9098053446300055466</id><published>2008-11-07T22:28:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:57:03.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>How will smoking kill you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsKBKzy02I/AAAAAAAAAFI/phOMffuXrbs/s1600-h/Smoking+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267815204337668962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsKBKzy02I/AAAAAAAAAFI/phOMffuXrbs/s320/Smoking+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For roughly half of adult smokers it isn't a question of if smoking will kill them but how. Ask any smoker what smoking’s greatest killer is and they’ll likely tell you it’s lung cancer. They’re wrong. The correct response would have been circulatory or cardiovascular disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smoker’s incorrect response to this basic question is understandable. Early on most sensed smoking’s impact upon their lungs. Even as teens they knew it was depriving them of a degree of endurance, stamina and normal lung function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They could hear the panting while trying to keep pace with other teens. Eventually the sounds of a morning cough or wheeze arrive. But smoking induced circulatory disease is a silent killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smokers need to imagine damage to normal blood flow being substantially worse than any damage they sense happening within their lungs. According to the Ministry Of Health Malaysia, lung cancer is responsible for 28% of smoking related deaths while 43% are attributable to cardiovascular disease - primarily heart disease and strokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to appreciate that the 43 cancer causing chemicals in each and every puff are slowly building an internal time bomb. What few comprehend is that before the bomb has time to go off that it’s far more likely that smoking will cause some portion of their body’s blood piping to completely clog, with downstream oxygen deprived tissues suffocating and dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how?&lt;br /&gt;Nicotine’s ability to dock at millions of acetylcholine receptor sites grant it control over the flow of a host of neurochemicals including those associated with preparing the body for fight or flight, our built-in stress response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine encountering a sabertooth tiger and having to either flee or fight in order to survive. The stresses would cause these amazing bodies to release a host of chemicals and hormones. They’d trigger an increase in our rate of breathing so that our body could immediately begin taking in more oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our heart rate would climb so that a greater volume of oxygen rich blood could be pumped from our lungs to our muscles and brain. Our blood pressure would increase. Extremity and skin surface blood vessels would constrict so as to diminish the risk of bleeding to death if cut while fighting or fleeing the tiger. Our fingers and toes would grow noticeably colder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hearing would perk and our pupils would dilate. Our body would be force-fed an instant supply of energy as the liver released glucose elevating blood sugars, and stored fats were pumped into our bloodstream fats intended to be burned while fighting or fleeing the sabertooth tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodily functions not needed during fight or flight would be shut down in order to redirect blood flow to muscle tissues. Nonessential functions such as digestion would stop. The liver would suspend bad cholesterol clean-up, while stored cholesterol would be released helping thicken our blood and aid in clotting if wounded during fight or flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s how the body’s defenses were designed to respond. But instead of a sabertooth tiger imagine the natural insecticide and teratogen nicotine being able to trigger the body’s fight or flight responses. Visualize it happening puff after puff, cigarette after cigarette, pack after pack, year after year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture nicotine’s control over fight or flight occurring at the exact same time as the smoker is inhaling large quantities of highly toxic carbon monoxide. Inside our lungs carbon monoxide binds to hemoglobin (the oxygen carrying portion of red blood cells) with an affinity 200-250 times greater than that of oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does an arriving carbon monoxide molecule have a 200 times greater chance than an oxygen molecule of entering the bloodstream, two to four hours after inhaling a large puff of carbon monoxide half is still circulating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It not only robs the body of life-giving oxygen but its toxic properties act as a Brillo pad in grinding away the smooth delicate endothelium lining of blood vessel walls. Like eggs that begin sticking to a worn Teflon frying pan, extra fight or flight fats begin sticking, accumulating, building and hardening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture the inside of once smooth coronary arteries whose job it was to feed our heart muscle oxygen instead gradually becoming narrower and narrower as they slowly fill with fight or flight fats and cholesterols. Picture the same process occurring in blood pathways to the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually it happens. Complete blockage occurs. All downstream tissues serviced with oxygen by the blood vessel immediately begin to suffocate and die. By far the most common site of smoker circulatory&lt;br /&gt;tissue death is the heart muscle (a heart attack) followed by the brain (a stroke). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smoker’s senseless self destruction need not continue. Nicotine is simply a chemical with an I.Q. of zero. Knowledge truly is power. The smoker’s greatest weapon is and always has been their vastly superior intelligence but only if put to work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href= &gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-9098053446300055466?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/9098053446300055466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=9098053446300055466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/9098053446300055466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/9098053446300055466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-will-smoking-kill-you.html' title='How will smoking kill you?'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsKBKzy02I/AAAAAAAAAFI/phOMffuXrbs/s72-c/Smoking+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-7163227073372843799</id><published>2008-11-07T22:13:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:33:59.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>Who Is A True Friend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMZj05rlkI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bgqYnGdeIq0/s1600-h/Friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279091291495044674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMZj05rlkI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bgqYnGdeIq0/s320/Friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have friends. A lot gets talked about friendships. Everyone wants a true friend, and many of us believe that we have a friend who can be called a true friend. What kind of relations do friends share? When can we call a friend a true friend, and when can our friends take us as their true friend. After a romantic relationship, friendships are the most important relationships we can have. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though all of us have family and distant family, most of us rely on friends for advice, comfort and inspiration. How do we define a relation that can be called as one of true friendship? The very first sign of a very good friend, not necessarily a true friend is that we are not worried about courtesies. You will call your friend at any hour and talk without any thought of time in your mind. Similarly, whenever you need support, you will call a very good friend and ask him/her to help you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They expect the same from you. Another important trait of such relations is that we are not much worried about exposing ourselves. We speak about everything in our mind without worrying about what our friends will think. We are sure that they will take our talk in the spirit it was made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are unguarded and open with friends in our talk.A true friend is a little more than a very good friend. A true friend will support you even if it hurts his/her own interest. A true friend will understand your motives and needs and will be with you without any analysis or criticism. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A true friend will come forward to help without any request and be with us in need without showing it or expecting anything in return. With a true friend, you can be sure that you will get help to the extent possible by him/her. Nothing will remain unturned. A mother is a true friend of her children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If we share such relations with an adult we can say that we are true friends. A true friend makes no excuses of having work or appointments or anything but will be with you whenever you need him/her. In your hour of desperation, a true friend will support you even if the whole world opposes you. A true friend is not an opportunist. A true friend means to have someone who is like mother, as I said earlier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead of having hundreds of good friends, if you have a true friend, treat yourself lucky. If you can also become a true friend of someone, you will be blessed, because it is much easier for all of us to expect but very difficult to give. Be a true friend yourself first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-7163227073372843799?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7163227073372843799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=7163227073372843799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7163227073372843799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7163227073372843799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-is-true-friend.html' title='Who Is A True Friend?'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMZj05rlkI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bgqYnGdeIq0/s72-c/Friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-1047253356142565832</id><published>2008-11-07T20:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:32:32.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>True Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMZLKAjHuI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UiPH8I7XsY4/s1600-h/Baby+Animal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279090867664264930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMZLKAjHuI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UiPH8I7XsY4/s320/Baby+Animal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;True Friend when I think of you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think of all that we've been through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the times we argue and fight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know deep inside that it isn't right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I then feel bad and a lot of pain,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it feels like I've fallen from the sky like the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you dear friend with all of my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but now that you're gone I've fallen apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm getting better as the days go by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish sometimes this was all a big lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I pray to you every night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like you're my fire, a burning light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dear friend, I miss you a lot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still wonder why you were put in that spot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you're in a place much better than here, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watching and helping me with all of my fear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our friendship my dear friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we will have to the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends til the end is what we will be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someday we'll be together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Together you and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-1047253356142565832?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/1047253356142565832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=1047253356142565832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/1047253356142565832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/1047253356142565832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-friend.html' title='True Friend'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SUMZLKAjHuI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UiPH8I7XsY4/s72-c/Baby+Animal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2570718121076283520.post-7924019358252014271</id><published>2008-11-07T20:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T23:46:59.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>A Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsHJSn7_qI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hy5GWqSSWTw/s1600-h/Friendship+Recipe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267812045339492002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsHJSn7_qI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hy5GWqSSWTw/s320/Friendship+Recipe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A friend is like a flower,&lt;br /&gt;a rose to be exact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe like a brand new gate, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that never comes unlatched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A friend is like an ow,l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;both beautiful and wise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whose spirit never dies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a friend is like a heart that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goes strong until the end,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where would we be in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If we didn't have a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/255/36B8587C12A8E9A990D438A417B26782.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2570718121076283520-7924019358252014271?l=yazriyahaya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/feeds/7924019358252014271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2570718121076283520&amp;postID=7924019358252014271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7924019358252014271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2570718121076283520/posts/default/7924019358252014271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yazriyahaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendship.html' title='A Friend'/><author><name>Mohd Yazri Bin Yahaya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12533802651942306490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/Svq_i8uEH8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/bfv6EsY7XgM/S220/Copy+of+Aku+9.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l400WWbsaTQ/SRsHJSn7_qI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hy5GWqSSWTw/s72-c/Friendship+Recipe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
