tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47342616645445960732024-03-13T07:44:41.655+08:00gensooprincessDIYANA IRYANI RAZALImsdeiyanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05912554053966203054noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734261664544596073.post-24407134957837913962011-10-12T00:27:00.000+08:002011-10-12T00:27:47.780+08:00Rumah yang RamaiAssalamualaikum.. :)<div><br />
Hi all. Well it's been a long time since i pour my words here. Everything keeps on rolling. Memories on each day will be forgotten just like wind without any permanent scar to rely back on. <div>It's been a month since new semester re-open. And a month since me and my fellas crash on our new apartment. A simple, yet homey apartment. At least we have place to sleep and fight with storm. Maka beramai-ramai la kami dalam satu apartment. Facing 5 heads, different character, attitude and style. There, learn to deal with everything. </div><div><br />
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</div><div>Hopefully, everything will always be great. Yet, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;">life with no problem is no life at all. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"> Suasana pada jam 2.30 pagi ketika ini memang sunyi sepi. Hanya bunyi ketukan-ketukan jari jemari ku yang seolah menari di atas papan kekunci komputer riba, beserta deruan kipas yang sarat dengan debu dan segala kotoran degil. Kedua rakan sebilikku sudah lama ke alam mimpi. Sudah di bulan barangkali. </div><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"> Kenangan di kampung halaman menerjah minda ku. Kadang seolah tidak mahu lesap dari kotak fikiran. Bayang wajah abah, ma, dan adik-adikku bermain di setiap ceruk minda. Mataku mula kabur dek basahan air masin dari kelenjar mata. Hati dan perasaan yang seolah tidak mampu lagi menanggung beban rindu yang terlampau. Betapa beratnya rasa menanggung bebanan rindu ini. Ah, tak mampu ku tahan lagi.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Cukup! Cukup! Cukup menyeksa diriku lagi. Biar aku.....</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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Called mama tadi. Tapi tak angkat. Dah tidur barangkali. Malam ni rasa sangat stress. Stress = tertekan.<br />
Suddenly I felt like I'm doing something wrong. Macam tak happy je buat apa-apa sekarang. And even more stress, when I don't even know why it is wrong. Or what I want to do to feel good.<br />
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Ya allah, permudahkan jalan bagiku.<br />
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p.s: doa ni di ambik dari <a href="http://pakarhowto.com/teknik/doa-elak-malas-rasa-dukacita-tertekan-dan-elak-kedekut.html">sini</a><br />
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p.s.s: homesick ke macam ni? :O<br />
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p.s.s.s: rupanya entri ni tak di post pada malam kejadian. so careless.msdeiyanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05912554053966203054noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734261664544596073.post-48807201095725443732011-02-04T18:39:00.000+08:002011-02-04T18:39:44.898+08:00Dear Natalia.I am independent. Egoistic. And self-centered. Heheh. *pengakuan berani mati.<br />
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</div><div>Because sometimes u just be it. Especially when u feel ignored or annoyed or provoked by something. And also when u're not appreciated after sacrificing. It's not that u do a good deed for repayment. No! But at least, don't insult something sincerely done. </div><div>But sometimes, mesti nak rasa kita sorang je betul kan? Well, learn from mistakes.<br />
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</div><div><blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Dear Natalia <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">(bukan nama sebenar)</span>,</span> </span></span></blockquote><blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span">I am here to tell u that I am sorry. For anything. Because seriously, I don't know why u behave like that. Or maybe I'm not aware of my mistakes. But please, do tell me my wrongdoings so that I know, and I can try to change. Coz I don't prefer silence as a good lesson. </span> </span></span></blockquote><blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #cfe2f3;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Sincerely,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span"></span><span class="Apple-style-span">Yana</span></span></span></blockquote></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>msdeiyanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05912554053966203054noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734261664544596073.post-87330094311787363682011-02-02T20:33:00.000+08:002011-02-02T20:33:22.687+08:00When In Love.Its typical . Very typical.<br />
Dup dap dup dap. kenapa kenapa kenapaaaa??<br />
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Sakit.. tak tau sakit apa ni.. okey, symptoms are:<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">1. Stalk ehem2 every single day. no, minute.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">2. Do anything to attract ehem2's attention. But when ehem2's attracted, buat-buat tak tau.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">3. Find similarities with ehem2. If nothing match, make it!</span><br />
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Well, is it called.. heart attack?<br />
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No i don't want heart attack! Not yet at least...msdeiyanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05912554053966203054noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734261664544596073.post-12118590232073304872011-01-19T02:56:00.000+08:002011-01-19T02:56:49.927+08:00Excellent reader reads excellent text.It's almost 3 a.m and i can't sleep. A complete day with no achievement really gives a mental burden kan. Like when u're not doing anything but feel too much burden on u. Pelik pulak. Coz when u make urself jobless, the more u think and listing what to-do and what not. Lagi penat der! And finally u'll just duduk-duduk, makan-makan and tv only. Great.<br />
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Humm, okey. Let me tell u something.<br />
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I love novels. Tapiii.... it might take like a month or two to finish up one. I know. Sooo slow kan? Tapi tak apa. Feel itu penting. hehe. And currently, I'm reading this enigma book: MILLENIUM SERIES. Dah lama dah novel ni keluar, if i'm not mistaken US/UK release since 2009. If u're a novelover, for sure la dah lama abes baca kan? But this is it... Stieg Larsson trilogy. And tragic part was, Larsson died just a few months before first book was released in Sweden tau. And it was like kebabooommm a first-class novel worldwide.<br />
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Review: <a href="http://www.stieglarsson.com/Millennium-series">http://www.stieglarsson.com/Millennium-series</a><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">sape tak baca rugi BESAAAR.</span></div>msdeiyanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05912554053966203054noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734261664544596073.post-9000238029315542322010-12-29T22:30:00.001+08:002010-12-29T22:30:32.440+08:00Harimau Malaya menang. bangga kan kan kan??<p class="formspringmeText">Harimau Malaya menang. bangga kan kan kan??</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> Answer <a href="http://4ms.me/gL1Q35">here</a></p>msdeiyanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05912554053966203054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734261664544596073.post-4026324805394001332010-11-30T04:24:00.000+08:002010-12-10T13:13:48.727+08:00Island Hopping!Hi, long time no see. hehe<br />
<div>Now i'm in semester break, after a whole 3weeks of bloody papers in final exam. Killer papers on 1st three days. Mom i'd like to be murdered. Eh eh joke joke. Then after 26/11, independent day! Woohoo~</div><div><br />
</div><div>I got 4 days left to be filled with jalan-jalan and spending my scholarship fund before I get back to KL, and so forth KB. We go shopping, movies, makan-makan, jalan-jalan and all. But too ordinary. Need something more! Then me, Tia, Wid, and Ninim plan to go to the ISLAND! so exciting kan kan kan?</div><div><br />
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</div><div>We go two islands in a day. Pulau Manukan & Pulau Mamutik. Dari pagi sampai petang. Sampai2, terus snorkel ni! Waahhhh, so nice berendam in the salt water! I met Nemo and his family. Careful, they bites. hehe. They live in pink, spongy house. And the house pandai malu-malu bila di sentuh. Coz when I touch it, the house terus menyorok bawah batu. So cute kan? Next time if I go there again, I'll bring pokok semalu la, tanam tepi rumah Nemo. So that they can be friends. Uhuhu, so kind of me. :D</div><div><br />
</div><div>Then, i saw schools of fish. Rombongan makan-makan from one coral to others. They eat the corals, or maybe the algae that lives on the corals. Then I join the rombongan ikut makan-makan sama. The fishes datang betul2 depan goggles ni! so beautiful. Yea, this is my first time kan. Excited la. Huhu.There got papa seahorse also. And rainbow fish, and landak laut, and i saw something panjang2 lembik2. Gamat. Eww, ugly. But a good remedy for sure.</div><div><br />
</div><div>We even go jungle trekking at Manukan! 3++ km only la. With flipflop only. And widya jungle trekking pakai dress. Hahahahaha.. amoi cantek!</div><div>End up with makan-makan again at KK. Sangat puas hati!:D</div><div><br />
</div><div>That was really awesome ladies! Pretty like life. :P</div>msdeiyanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05912554053966203054noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734261664544596073.post-25935921921115485952010-11-05T22:17:00.000+08:002010-11-05T22:17:50.580+08:00Nothing stay.<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">What comes and stay? Tell me tell me! Like everything will go. Or changing little by little. Even human minds. My mind for sure, changes frequently. Saying white at a time, but black at another time. It's quite normal i'll say. I'll take guys for this case. It's typical for guys who love girls. And vice versa. From the eye to heart. Perempuan cantik lalu, then their eyes like popping out. *woo. Even some of the guys in <i>kopiah</i> (or <i>songkok</i>) will do that. Believe me. Pakcik bas, salesman, librarian, mana-mana pun sama je lah. Eh, perempuan sama jugak. I'm not one-sided kan.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Then some of them, ada yang stick to girls for their own benefit. Parasite in good word. For popularity. Gentleman la kunun kalau baik dengan perempuan. Tunggu <i>saham</i> naik maybe. Sudah boring with this one, jump to another pulak. Apa kah jadahnya semua ini? All these back to basics. Batu loncatan for getting what they want. But if u already got the x-factor, why need other people to make u shine? Dean said, </div><blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #b4a7d6;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>You want to jump among the stood, you want to stand among the seated, or you want to just sit among the laid. Your choice.</b></span></i></span></blockquote><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">Hey btw, is that wrong of being a different person according to situation?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0VWfgNyZlxxZm_gO8sl4uATLz_np_mUIlEwjilHNl-pMbSC0WUCGMCxreRfwxAUlRI-kZKpBoO2hhIWy22QOR10u7n3glHIIxT76eec0qFYqi18eLReGejrsl5cLn395rw31HI-uQVyD/s1600/doggy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig0VWfgNyZlxxZm_gO8sl4uATLz_np_mUIlEwjilHNl-pMbSC0WUCGMCxreRfwxAUlRI-kZKpBoO2hhIWy22QOR10u7n3glHIIxT76eec0qFYqi18eLReGejrsl5cLn395rw31HI-uQVyD/s1600/doggy.jpg" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div>Dalam dunia ni, tak kira di pelusuk mana pun, mesti ada juga perangai yang iras-iras. Berbalik pada asal, memang lumrah kejadian. Bukan banyak spesis pun manusia ni. Lelaki dan perempuan jugak. Ada pepatah, "rambut sama hitam, hati lain-lain". Betul. Tepat sekali. Excellent. Tapi sejak saya hidup hampir 19 tahun ni, macam-macam jenis orang saya jumpa. Itupun kenalan lah. Bukan orang tak kenal. Bila dah characteristic sama, kadang-kadang muka pun jadi iras-iras (looks similar). When leaping from each state to others; tukar uni kan, proses mengenal orang pun berbagai lah jugak. For instance in a class, mesti ada paling-paling tidak lain dari yang lain. Unique lah pendek kata. :)<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;">The Geek</span>. Everywhere I go, mesti ada golongan ni. Pathetically, some of them mengaku genius! shouldn't be so proud of it.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: magenta;">The Cheerful</span>. Selalunya akan menghiburkan orang. Loud and Popcorn. Kalau dia tak ada, mesti senyap sunyi.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: red;">The Hot.</span> Ala, yang trendy, up-to-date. I wish I'm one of them. huhu~<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: cyan;">The Ayu</span>. This group must be yang sopan-sopan. Yang malu-malu. Uhuk2. :D<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #38761d;">The Genius</span>. Can I say diorang ni diam-diam ubi berisi? Bila ditanya, zup zup zupppp idea.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #999999;">The Silent</span>. Heheee.. introvert. No comment.<br />
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</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Belum sempat aku terbang, ada kes kat seat belakang. Pregnant women yang dah 30 weeks. Sikit lagi nak menetas. Dari apa yang aku dengar time tu, pregnant 28 - 32 weeks tak boleh terbang dah. Kan pressure atas tu rendah. Ayat abang FA, " Ni kalau naik jugak ni, silap-silap boleh terberanak kat atas ni. " Kesian macik tu kena postpone flight dia. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Eh, back to the mainline. Aku di seat 14. Seat depan adalah seat 12. Habis tu mana seat 13? Umm... puas jugak aku cari. Tapi tak ada. Mungkin engineer dia salah ukur, atau salah label. Tapi bila fikir jaauuuuhhhh, mungkin ada kaitan jugak dengan myths no 13 kan?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Masa kecik2 dulu, naik hotel besar2, pun tak ada floor no. 13. Apa significant dia buat macam tu? Konspirasi kerajaan ke? Atau ada secret floor? Atau ada kes besar yang pernah berlaku pasal floor 13?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Dalam apa yang aku google, No 13 memang ada la myths dia. No 13 dianggap unlucky number. Orang Barat la cakap tu. Superstitious la tu. Tapi dalam Islam, adalah khurafat bagi mempercayai perkara2 tahyul macam ni. Jadi, sama2 lah kita umat Islam, jangan percaya. ok? ^^,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Ini notes semata-mata.</span></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?Number-13:-The-Legends,-Myths,-and-Facts&id=154472">Cerita 1</a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.murkiester.com/Blog/2009/12/di-sebalik-tingkat-13-bangunan-klcc.html">Cerita 2</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">p/s: Rasa2 movie Friday 13th ada kaitan jugak?</span></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;">Scene 1: LCC Terminal.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">This time, aku nak balik kampung. Jumpa mak abah. Kan nak raya kita ni. After check in, letak bag atas security scanner. Terus, aku jalan lalu ikut security punya pintu gerbang tu. Fuh, beraninya aku, dengan gaya Angelina Jolie punya jalan. Tapi tu la, polis2 ni semacam jek pandang. adeh, wut's wrong? kain senget ke? cool2 yana. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">" <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Pass, IC</span>. " Akak polis tu mintak. Rakan2 sejawatnya yang badan sasa tak ingat tu pun tersengih2. Lain macam jer diorang ni kan. Sekali da dia telek muka aku pastu tengok IC yang gamba darjah 6 tu. Tau ape dia cakap?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">" <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Cantik mata. Mata palsu.</span>" Heee.. akak ni memangggg.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;">Scene 2: Pasar Basah</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Pagi tadi. tiba-tiba rajin nak teman mama pegi pasar kan. Yerla, mana tau nanti duit raya lebih ke. Setiap sudut mama singgah amik barang. Bawang putih, bawang merah, sup bunjut, gula, garam, ulam, sayur, buah2, ikan siakap, ikan pari, ikan tut, ikan tit. Nak list memang tak cukup page. Ala macam tak tau. Standard la pegi pasar basah. Tak kan beli laptop. Aku membontoti jua ke mana mama pegi. Sedang asyik aku mengibas ngibas lalat yang singgah atas ikan tu, ada la sorang budak ni. Kepala besar, merah pulak tu. Oh, dia punya helmet da. Mula-mula dia intai. Sekali datang makin dekat. Diteleknya muka aku yang penuh kawah dan gunung berapi ni. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">Sikit lagi nak terhantuk kat kepala aku yang jugak boleh tahan besar dia. Terus dia tanya,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">" </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Akak pakai kanta ke? Nampak biru la.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"> "</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">Hee. adeh. lagi skali.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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</div>msdeiyanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05912554053966203054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734261664544596073.post-26278941850616278702010-08-11T22:32:00.000+08:002010-08-11T22:32:31.322+08:00bila hati tiada rasathis is a very tough moment. kata orang, life's like a ball. sometimes rolls up, sometimes rolls down. kalau pandai sepak, masuk gol. kalau tak pandai? kena maki. that's when a pride boomed. Pandai-pandai bawak diri. Either alone, or pair, or group or even satu kampung. There's nothing wrong with walking alone, or eat alone, or lepak-lepak alone. Lain orang lain selera bah. Rambut ja sama hitam kan. Being alone doesn't mean a loner or introvert . i walk alone so that i can meet new people at anytime. simple life feeds better ho?<br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Lepas keluar masuk universiti ni, semakin matang pulak. hehe. First uni, UTP. Program : ICT. Paling best. Tapi sempat melepak kejap saja. 5 months. Lepas tu, withdraw, with Petronas scholarship repayment of more or less RM 6630. Then, register buat Science Foundation pulak..kat UM. Paling busy. As busy as a bee. And latest, UMS. Apply medic, result tak ummpph, so kena reject barangkali. Instead i got Electrical & Electronic Engineering offer. Aku jumpa DEAN, emphasize dean tu, try buat rayuan tukar course medic. Tiba2, beliau suggest aku tukar Chemical Engineering. Pulak dah. And i accept. Wah. tough one.so we'll see who's diyana iryani razali in 4 years. ok?</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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And, bila tengok picture tu betul2, tiba2 rasa macam..eh, ni gamba aku! dan di-edit gila lawa oleh yan, rasa cam..wahhhh, glemer oh! itu jam rasa ringan je badan nak terbang, hidung plak kembang2 sket. bangga kot. Tiba2 hari berikutnya, jiran aku datang. Bersama laptop barunya. cheewah gila grand dia sekarang. Pastu telek2 la potret2 yang ade dalam laptop dia tu. And it's awesome! di-edit dengan ceria dan bernas sekali. Maka itu jam, rasa macam nak blaja photo-editing la pulak. So, kesimpulannya, dengan muka 14-inci tebal, aku mintak copy software photoshop dia. Pandai2 la nak jimat an..pikir nak beli, mana nak kokak duit? nak beli ice-blended singgit depan umah pun suruh adik belanja.<br />
Dalam hati dia ada taman derr..dia kasi aku copy software tu. berbunga sikit hati ni. Pendek cerita, petang tu jugak, blaja klebet2 picture. Adjust sana, adjust sini. Belakang parang kalau di asah lagikan tajam, ye dak? haha.<br />
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p/s : i wanna learn more about photo-editing.nak cikgu.<a href="http://www.myem0.com/yoyocici/cici-icon/"><img alt="MyEm0.Com" border="0" src="http://i269.photobucket.com/albums/jj72/myem0/yoyocici/cici-emoticon-008.gif" /></a>msdeiyanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05912554053966203054noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734261664544596073.post-36568014466221286262010-05-14T13:46:00.000+08:002010-05-14T13:46:42.445+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">it's become harder when it's time to make decision. decide for future. who doesn't? everybody did. i think like doing a list. the good and bad of what i'm going to decide. local or oversea. can or not?</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Kisah orang berkasih, selalu ada episod yang jadi memori terindah. Apa hal nak jiwang2? no no. not me. still, ada boyfriend jugak! sedangkan lidah lagi tergigit, inikan pula sulung bertemu sulung. haha. do i care? Tapi betul la kata orang, kalau sulung dan sulung ni macam tak sebulu. Ada je tak kena la. Geram. Perempuan, kalau tengah emo mula la 'hantar i balik rumah mak!'. Tak pun 'Ceraikan i!'. Nak cikai lagi, 'u ada orang lain eh?'. Syak wasangka tak habis. Tapi memang lumrah kejadian wanita macam tu pun. Sebab tu la cerai2 ni dilafazkan oleh kaum lelaki. Kalau perempuan yang lafaz cerai, alamatnya 1 hari average 10 kali jatuh talak. hehe. Ustazah cakap tu. Tapi tu lain cerita. I'm not married yet ok. Maknanya kata 'putus', atau 'break off' dibenarkan oleh mana2 pihak la kan. Tapi apa hal awak sorang ni. Bila saya kata, 'saya dah tak tahan la dengan awak'. Then i really mean it la. Ini tidak. 'Saya takkan lepaskan awak'. humm..lumrah..</span>msdeiyanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05912554053966203054noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734261664544596073.post-35465599962402605422010-05-09T12:06:00.000+08:002010-05-09T12:06:39.025+08:00Badan anak dipotong, Mata ibu dikorek<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">Source : </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">Utusan</span></span><br />
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padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" /><br style="list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" />Ujarnya, pembunuhan itu ekoran daripada kepercayaan karut bahawa bahagian badan individu albino boleh memberi kekayaan dan kejayaan kepada seseorang.<br style="list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" /><br style="list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; 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Cuaca cukup sejuk sehingga mencapai takat suhu beku. Sebab itu saya tidak mandi pagi sebab air kolah jadi air batu dan air paip tidak mahu keluar sebab beku di dalam batang paip. Pagi itu saya bersarapan dengan keluarga di dalam unggun api kerana tidak tahan sejuk. Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya menemaninya ke pasar. Tetapi saya tidak mahu.<br />
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Selepas emak menikam perut saya berkali-kali dengan garfu barulah saya bersetuju untuk mengikutnya. Kami berjalan sejauh 120 kilometer kerana pasar itu letaknya 128 kilometer dari rumah. Lagi 8 kilometer nak sampai pasar saya ternampak sebuah lori kontena meluru dengan laju dari arah belakang.<br />
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Dia melanggar emak saya. Emak saya tercampak ke dalam gaung. Dia menjerit “Adoi!”. Lepas itu emak saya naik semula dan mengejar lori tersebut. Saya pun turut berlari di belakang emak saya kerana takut emak saya melanggar lori itu pula. Pemandu lori itu nampak kami mengejarnya. Dia pun memecut lebih laju iaitu sama dengan kelajuan cahaya. Kami pula terpaksa mengejar dengan lebih laju iaitu sama dengan dua kali ganda kelajuan cahaya. Emak saya dapat menerajang tayar depan lori itu. Lori itu terbabas dan melanggar pembahagi jalan lalu bertembung dengan sebuah feri. Feri itu terbelah dua.<br />
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Penumpang feri itu yang seramai 100 orang semuanya mati. Pemandu feri itu sangat marah. Dia pun bertukar menjadi Ultraman dan memfire pemandu lori. Pemandu lori menekan butang khas di dalam lori dia..lori itu bertukar menjadi robot Transformer. Mereka bergaduh di udara. Emak saya tidak puas hati. Dia pun terus menyewa sebuah helikopter di Genting<br />
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Highlands dan terus ke tempat kemalangan. Dia melanggar pemandu feri yang telah bertukar menjadi Ultraman itu.<br />
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Pemandu feri itu terkejut dan terus bertukar menjadi pemandu feri semula lalu terhempas ke jalanraya. Pemandu feri itu pecah. Pemandu lori sangat takut melihat kejadian itu. Dia meminta maaf dari emak saya. Dia menghulurkan tangan ingin bersalam. Tetapi emak saya masih marah. Dia menyendengkan helikopternya dan mengerat tangan pemandu lori itu dengan kipas helikopter. Pemandu lori itu menjerit “Adoi..!” dan jatuh ke bumi. Emak say menghantar helikopter itu ke Genting Highlands. Bila dia balik ke tempat kejadian, dia terus memukul pemandu lori itu dengan beg tangannya sambil memarahi pemandu lori itu di dalam bahasa Inggeris.<br />
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Pemandu lori itu tidak dapat menjawab sebab emak saya cakap orang putih. Lalu pemandu lori itu mati. Tidak lama kemudian kereta polis pun sampai. Dia membuat lapuran ke ibu pejabatnya tentang kemalangan ngeri itu. Semua anggota polis di pejabat polis itu terperanjat lalu mati. Orang ramai mengerumuni tempat kejadian kerana ingin mengetahui apa yang telah terjadi. Polis yang bertugas cuba menyuraikan orang ramai lalu dia menjerit menggunakan pembesar suara. Orang ramai terperanjat dan semuanya mati.<br />
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Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya ke pasar untuk mengelak lebih ramai lagi yang akan mati. Di pasar, emak saya menceritakan kejadian itu kepada penjual daging. Penjual daging dan peniaga-peniaga berhampiran yang mendengar cerita itu semuanya terkejut dan mati. Saya dan emak saya terus berlari balik ke rumah. Kerana terlalu penat sebaik saja sampai di rumah kami pun mati. Itulah kemalangan yang paling ngeri yang pernah saya lihat sebelum saya mati.</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; line-height: 17px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><img src="http://thisfragiletent.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/israel-125year-old-man-laughing.jpg" /></span></span></span></div>msdeiyanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05912554053966203054noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734261664544596073.post-3717527359158356962010-05-07T14:28:00.000+08:002010-05-07T14:28:52.468+08:00Bollock wok!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;">bollock wok! orang ganu pahang la ye dok? bahasa terengganu ni macam2. kadang2 suke jugak cakap dialek diorang! it's fun. even berpotensi buat lidah terbelit2..haha..even so, saya ni ore kelate. not much difference pun dialek kelate dengan ganu ni..kan? jom baca crita ni. *pasted</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif, Georgia, Courier, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 17px;">Mamat rase malassang nök bangung tiddo. Nye gulling-gulling atah katil. Pusing kiri, pusing kanang. Serba dök kene dia berase. Mök Lijöh blèbèr hanyaar kot luör pitu, “Mat! Matahari nök tinggi galöh döh ning, ka’ak rezeki kalu bangung lèwat-lèwat. Mung dök kheje ke ari ning?”<br />
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Dök tahang kene blèbèr Mamat Ppayang pong bikah bangung ceggat dari katil. Baru dia teringat pukol 11 ada kene wat kheje sikit hök Böh dia suroh kemarèng. Mamat pong jungaa tangang dia ambèk tuala. Pèsèngang mandi P. Ramlee pulök pagi ning, al maklunglah pukhol 10.30 döh. Dari Manir nök jembe ke Jalang Batah Baru tu jauh jugök. Pah tu nök kena bereti stèsèng minyok Petronah pulök dekat sipang trapik lait Pulau Musang. Döp ingat starang nok tamböh minyök kemarèng. Dök dang 10 minit Mamat siap belake döh. Minung air kopi-ö setegök dua lepah tu pakaa kasut kulit atah tangge kak lambo. Baru beli minggu lepah tu kasut tu. Bekilat ssiö! Lepah tu Mamat pong stak möto vroooooong hale ke bandö. Mötosika sèkèng hèng jer, tapi boleh tahang lah.<br />
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Jalang Batah Baru ader banyök bangunang jabbat dengang kedaa. Kalu hale ke depang sikit ada kedaa Astro, hök tv kene bayö bulang-bulang tu. Kalu tebèng dök bayö jer kena pötöng hanyaar. Lepah pada suraa Flat Batah Baru tu ada lèrèk kedaa èkong. Kedaa makang pong ada gök. Kalu jallang sikit lagi sebelum kedaa Astro tu, ada kawasang lapang tepat juaa khète baru cap Hyundaa dengang Kia.<br />
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Di antara kedaa èkong dengang kedaa Astro tu ada celöh-celöh tu jabbat löyar baru buka. Pèsèngang baru pah jadi löyar tu Mamat mari mmkir sörrang. Slo-slo Mamat naèk tikat dua. Napök gaye ader dua örang jer kherani. Llaki sörang, ppuang sörang. Boleh tahang hök ppuang tu. Tapi pakaa cicing molèk ngak kat jari manih tu. Ttunang döh pèsèngang tu.. Dök napök gambö starang. Berat nnanang. Mamat kabö ke kherani ppuang tu dia nök jjuper Tuang Löyar. Hayat hidup Mamat dök rajing jjuper löyar skali habuk. Cakkak dengang löyar jauh skali.. Nye mari debö wèh.<br />
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Mamat pong ketok pitu masok. Löyar tu tengöh pegang gagang talipung cap Panasonic kat telinga dia. Wayar talipung tu tengöh beseranggöh lagi. “I dah uruskan fixed deposit you sebanyak RM10 juta tu. Lagi satu, minggu depan ni, I nak you ikut I ke Singapore. HSBC Singapore dah buat arrangement untuk finance syarikat klien I, tak banyak, dalam 20 juta Sing dollar. Firm I jadi lawyer jugak tu. I turun KL minggu ni, kita dinner kat Shook di Starhill ok?”<br />
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Mamat bukang pandaa sangat cakak orang putih. Tapi bila dengö haa pitih die pahang. Mainang apa juta-juta nim? Mamat mari mmikir.<br />
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Löyar muder tu pong letök gagang talipung sambil-sambil kheling ujung mata tengök ke Mamat. “Yer, nök mender? Saya sibuk sangat ni, dök tengök ker?” löyar tu tanye Mamat.<br />
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Mamat pucat kesi. Dök tahu nök kata mende. Nök jawak salöh. Tak mboh jawak salöh. Macang mase nök bangung tiddo sakning. Serbe dök kene. Sudöhhang Mamat tebèng jugök jawak.<br />
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“Sebenörnyer tuang, sayer nim kheje dengang sarikat Teleköng. Saya mari nok sambung wayar talipung hök tuang wak lölök cakkak sakning. Dök sambung lagi wayar tu, guaner lah tuang boleh cakkak döh!”<br />
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Muka tuang löyar tu jadi biru mèrang!<br />
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Döh nök wat guana starang! Nök èksèng dök betepat! Ada jugök löyar kècèk orang dèh! Pecöh bo! Orang jamang lenim kata “kantoi”!<br />
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Pesanang utk oghang bukang tgganu à Tulung beto blk lidoh tu deh.. hahahaha</span>msdeiyanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05912554053966203054noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4734261664544596073.post-18346633723591114252010-05-06T21:09:00.000+08:002010-05-06T21:09:09.432+08:00Sleep! else, die.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"></span><br />
<div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;">...</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;">Here's some case study. People who get less than six hours sleep per night have an increased risk of dying prematurely. Wow, take a look.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"> Those who slumbered for less than that amount of time were 12% more likely to <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">die early! </span></span> Though, there's also been found a link between sleeping more than 9hrs and <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1273067344_0">premature death</span>.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;">FYI, here's what Francesco Cappuccio, who led research on the subject at Britain's University of Warwick said:</div><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"If you sleep little, you can develop diabetes, obesity, </span></span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1273067344_1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">hypertension</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> and </span></span></span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1273067344_2" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; cursor: pointer;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">high cholesterol. </span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">We think that the relation between little sleep and illness is due to a series of hormonal and metabolical mechanisms. Society pushes us to sleep less and less,"</span></span></span></blockquote><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;">Plus, what has been found? The "unequivocal evidence of the direct link" between <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1273067344_3" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 2px; cursor: pointer;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">lack of sleep</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"> and premature death. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-size: 13px;">Cappuccio believes the duration of sleep is a <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1273067344_4" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; cursor: pointer;">public health issue</span> and should be considered as a behavioural<span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1273067344_5">risk factor</span> by doctors.</span></span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;">Sleeping less than six hours is "more common amongst full-time workers, suggesting that it may be due to societal pressures for longer working hours and more <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1273067344_6" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(54, 99, 136); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 2px; cursor: pointer;">shift work</span>"</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;">A link between sleeping more than nine hours per night and premature death, but Cappuccio said oversleeping is more likely to be an effect of illness, rather than a cause.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;">"Doctors never ask how much one sleeps, but that could be an indicator that something is wrong,"</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;">Research showed no adverse effects for those sleeping between six and eight hours per day.</div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">mm...what else. too much sleep is bad enough. lack of sleep is even worse!</span></span></div><div style="line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"><br />
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