<?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-5483239889740860694</id><updated>2012-01-27T01:28:59.681+13:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story 9_07_99</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-2757819988051927195</id><published>2010-12-17T16:40:00.008+13:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T20:32:56.972+12:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Macbo0k!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/TQrgW23eWxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JziTNEGwM2g/s1600/17122010711.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/TQrgW23eWxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JziTNEGwM2g/s320/17122010711.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551496173977492242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/TQrgWs_lf-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/L0Tlzv4t9vI/s1600/17122010710.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/TQrgWs_lf-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/L0Tlzv4t9vI/s320/17122010710.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551496171327160290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/TQrgWbqQQ-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/8StqQorIQI0/s1600/17122010709.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/TQrgWbqQQ-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/8StqQorIQI0/s320/17122010709.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551496166674285538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/TQrdEJZhDXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/SqFgqr_CJwg/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-12-17%2Bat%2B14.57.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/TQrdEJZhDXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/SqFgqr_CJwg/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-12-17%2Bat%2B14.57.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551492553999715698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/TQrdEFa5x8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/1o0cLxD1gjo/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-12-17%2Bat%2B10.37.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/TQrdEFa5x8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/1o0cLxD1gjo/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-12-17%2Bat%2B10.37.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551492552931788738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/TQrdD7gGRvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TIwc9h8uhgw/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-12-17%2Bat%2B11.21.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/TQrdD7gGRvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TIwc9h8uhgw/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-12-17%2Bat%2B11.21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551492550269224690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in intermediate now.. nd my lovely parents has book me into a laptop which we have our own macbook for us to learn and put all our work in. Also we get to bring our macbook home every night! It has help me alot in learning using macbook, i explore more thinqs nd startinq to love learning!! Thx Daddy and My mummy!! luv yahh &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-2757819988051927195?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/2757819988051927195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=2757819988051927195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/2757819988051927195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/2757819988051927195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-new-macbo0k.html' title='My New Macbo0k!!'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/TQrgW23eWxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/JziTNEGwM2g/s72-c/17122010711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-899710063693307687</id><published>2010-06-09T19:23:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T19:43:31.185+12:00</updated><title type='text'>WeDnEsDaY BluEs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;            I have road patrol today in a freezing Wednesday morning.I was on cones for the morning and my hand went numb even tho I've got my gloves on. Mrs Peck was on duty with us today and of course lady "chat!!chat!!". Mrs Peck forgot all about it until I came and tell her she was on duties.&lt;br /&gt;            The bell rang, I quickly ran to my class and it was so embarrassing because everyone was looking @ me. By the way first thing we did was "question" and I know what you think( What kind of subject was it?) Well its like we have to learn how to ask good questions by looking @ picture and videos. Open question is not a good questions. Today pictures was a sinkhole n it just happen 3 weeks ago at this country name ( I forgot).&lt;br /&gt;            Then we have Self Directed Learning (SDL). We have to do a poems ( NOT LIKE MAKE  A POEM) mrs kenyon gave us a poem and we have to write in our skills book and decorate it, writing "Why r u so lucky to have me in your class?", Vocabulary and record x-country story  by friday. Thats a heck lot to do ae?&lt;br /&gt;          Morning t time, we spent all morning t hanging around the monkey bar!!&lt;br /&gt; It was co-o--l--d!!&lt;br /&gt;         After morning t I've got comm group and we have to do a advertise video for PTA QUIZ NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;Jas n I r doing intro&lt;br /&gt;Maia n Caelum r doing Middle&lt;br /&gt;Britz and Luce r doing  the end part&lt;br /&gt;Jas and I always mucked it up and maia and caleum too.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway our video wasnt that good ( IHATE IT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats not the end of my day but my hand r getting tired now so cya and catch ya later elligator!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-899710063693307687?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/899710063693307687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=899710063693307687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/899710063693307687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/899710063693307687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2010/06/wednesday-blues.html' title='WeDnEsDaY BluEs!!'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-6331996146009203670</id><published>2010-06-06T20:56:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:08:55.857+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-86.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2954361355590250630&amp;amp;site=widget-86.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2954361355590250630&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-86.slide.com/p1/2954361355590250630/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/S9k-daYlCWI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Nj6IpLry70M/s320/Family%21%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465468297810348386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Family..hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-2485469060871099572?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/2485469060871099572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=2485469060871099572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/2485469060871099572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/2485469060871099572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/S9k-daYlCWI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Nj6IpLry70M/s72-c/Family%21%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-1763689245385743416</id><published>2010-04-15T19:10:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:34:03.684+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lesson 2010 @ Lido Aquatic Centre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/S8bAoyojSvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/p1w3qWmNKQw/s1600/Izzati+Diving+Pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460263405252463346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/S8bAoyojSvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/p1w3qWmNKQw/s320/Izzati+Diving+Pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;"Splash!!" as I jumped into a bluey blury cold water..all I could think is "A LENGHT POOL ..IT'S LONG..HOW AM I GOING TO SWIM..I CAN'T DO THIS.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;My instructor name is Ashley..The first thing she gave us is a FLUTTER BOAT..oppsy..in my group there were 3 peoples..Karen..Me..and this boy ( forgot what his name is)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;First thing she taught us is Swimming arm and Breathing arm..we have to swim for a lenght..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;"whatt" ( Which is I'm not going to say that to her) At last I reached to the end.."whoah...its deep..can't reached the ground.." as I hold to a pole..luckily there was a pole other wise "PANIC"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;I can't believe I made did to the deepest pool I ever been..its I me and half of me...which is deep.. We had to do that plenty of time..everytime she said this " You guys have to swim a lenght.." my face went bright red.."WHATT!!"..But I just did it.. Everytime I did BACKSTROKE I always near at the side of me..coz if I wanna stop I can just hold it..which is kind of a relief.. It was time to go..but before that we did a dive..FUN..I HAD A BLAST!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;We did it for 3 days...I day for 45 minutes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;It is pretty similar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5483239889740860694-1763689245385743416?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/1763689245385743416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=1763689245385743416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/1763689245385743416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/1763689245385743416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2010/04/swimming-lesson-2010-lido-aquatic.html' title='Swimming Lesson 2010 @ Lido Aquatic Centre'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/S8bAoyojSvI/AAAAAAAAAGk/p1w3qWmNKQw/s72-c/Izzati+Diving+Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-6043300423088042955</id><published>2010-02-23T22:17:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:27:09.374+13:00</updated><title type='text'>GAMES!!</title><content type='html'>1) HIT AND RUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How To Play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)First we need 2 even team or maybe not!!&lt;br /&gt;2)Then 1 of the team form a wall and one of the line up&lt;br /&gt;3)How to form a wall? Firstly..the 1st person  face the team that were lined up and the 2nd person face the opposite way of  it and so on..follow the patterns!!&lt;br /&gt;4) The form a wall team have to be 2 metres away from the line up team&lt;br /&gt;5) The line up team have to run as fast as they could 1 at the time.. and the form a wall team have to tag them...after the form a wall tag 1 of them..here go another person..so that's meant you have to tag all of the line up team!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET IT??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Games coming soon&lt;br /&gt;TRY IT??&lt;br /&gt;IT WOULD BE FUN..&lt;br /&gt;SORE IS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-6043300423088042955?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/6043300423088042955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=6043300423088042955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/6043300423088042955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/6043300423088042955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2010/02/games.html' title='GAMES!!'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-7592720164150579519</id><published>2010-02-23T21:18:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:16:40.871+13:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd February 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today is Tuesday..it's suppose to be Mrs Walker teaching in our class..But she's not here..She suppose to come every fortnight Tuesday., But that's doesn't matter..ooh..come on let's get to it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm going to tell you what I've been up to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I woke up..ooh..my eye are red..I still feeling sleepy..I have to have a bath of course.. in a FREEZING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; SUMMER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MORNING...Today for breakfast I have SCRAMBLE EGG AND PAU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After that I have to go to school of course Mrs Walker is not teaching us..so Mrs Kenyon is!! Our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;normal teacher everyday..After we've done the roll we have to do DUATHLON practice..it is RUN BIKE RUN..which is I'm not participate in it..but still I have to do the practice..for the people that didn't bring their bike..we have to ran 2 time around the field..which is kind of FAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Secondly after that we have to do SELF DIRECTED LEARNING.. I bet some of you haven't heard of that..it like our teacher gave us 2 or 3 or maybe more work..and between this week we have to finish it..we can choose which one you want to do..normally we have to do writing..investigation..and reading..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After that we have our HEALTHY SNACK at 10:00am..we can bring FRUIT...BISCUIT..OR SOMETHING HEALTHY!! While we eating our healthy snack our teacher read us a book called ANNE FRANK!! Anne Frank have been written DIARY FOR 2 YEARS...She's has died...she wrote her diary in another language..so the people have to translated it..They asked Anne family if they could make it as a book..so yeah.!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After that we have SWIMMING at 10:30am.. it the most interesting!!fun!! activity I've been looking forward..here you go..I've got it...well it is not so fun for some of you..There is lots of people that didn't bring their togs..it's about 7 of them..let see if I can remember..GINNY..GINA..DAINA..CONNOR..JAMIE..JACKSON..and JAMES.. Let's see if we can improve tomorrow..Boys and Girls always race who got out of the changing room first..girls never loose..because there is only 8 girls and 18 Boys..how's that.. We have swimming every Tuesday,Wednesday and Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After that it is morning tea..so ya..not so many to tell&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..oh ya at morning tea there is Netball meeting..who want to play Netball came there..it cost $32 dollars for playing Netball..ooh man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After morning tea  I have to go to Mr McCallum. It is call the COMMUNICATION GROUP!! There is 7 peoples in the group..it is..Maia, Jasmine, Brittany, Lucy, Caelum, Connor and ME!! That group is to advertise Riverdale School.We have to go there every Tuesday and Thursday at 11:20am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have Hui Whanau..we go there every Tuesday 12:30pm..That is all seniors classes..we discuss..Tino Pai Award...it is a Award for the best Student of the week!! Well I haven't got 1 yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's lunch time..well I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;don't have anything to say at LUNCH TIME!! I went to the LIBRARY!! That's all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to LC 7.. Which is no one class..our chord for the projector is broken down so how are we going to watch other people investigation!! After we've seen all the investigation..we watched the you tube about Riverdale school that The communication group had make..which is the 7 peoples..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we get to Play A Game called no name game which is HIT AND RUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOAH!! It has been a busy day today!!&lt;br /&gt;catch u later!!&lt;br /&gt;See Ya&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-7592720164150579519?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/7592720164150579519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=7592720164150579519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/7592720164150579519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/7592720164150579519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2010/02/23rd-february-2010.html' title='23rd February 2010'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-8272385547402373784</id><published>2010-01-16T12:44:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T13:11:31.721+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Goldilocks and the Three Bear.</title><content type='html'>They was 3 bears..Daddy Bear...Mummy Bear...and Little Bear.&lt;br /&gt;They live in a very small cottage. Mummy bear cook a porridge..but it was too hot for them to eat..so they went for a walk in the forest. While they weren't at home..there's a girl called GOLDILOCKS...she knocked on the door..she can feel the door was unlocked..so she stepped in..&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she can smell the delicous porridge that mummy bear cooked..She was so hungry so she eat Daddy Bear porridge..But it was too salty...She tried Mummy Bear porridge..but it was too sugary..hmm..She tried Little Bear..guess what..she really like it..just as yummy as she want...&lt;br /&gt;mmm..but she then need a chair...she tried to sit on Daddy Bear chair...but it was too high..she couldn't reach it..then she tried Mummy Bear..it wasn't comfort either..so she sit on Little Bear Chair...and it just as comfort as she want...But it then it broke..luckily she already eat all the porridge in Little Bear bowl...it was good for her..but what about Little Bear?? Then she ran up stairs..while she ran up stairs..there was a knocked..The three bears just come back for a walked..So GOLDILOCKS...ran really fat as she could...she was so full....that she fell so asleep..She sleep on Daddy Bear Bed..too high...She tried mummy bear..uncomfort..she tried Little Bear...just as what she want...The three bear some in.." Someone has eaten a little bit of my porridge."explain Daddy Bear and " Someone has broke my chair and eaten all my porridge up..."continued Little Bear...they went up stair " MuMMMMmmm!!Someone slept on my bed!!"&lt;br /&gt;The looked who is it...it was GOLDILOCKS...&lt;br /&gt;She ran out of bed as fast as she could...But the three bear didn't care neither..they just LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-8272385547402373784?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/8272385547402373784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=8272385547402373784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/8272385547402373784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/8272385547402373784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2010/01/goldilocks-and-three-bear.html' title='Goldilocks and the Three Bear.'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-2929189069227042009</id><published>2010-01-03T15:48:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T16:19:21.708+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotorua 1st Night</title><content type='html'>Roto means lakes Rua means 2. So Rotorua means 2 lakes. Anyway back to the actual plan.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly  we check in at KingsGate Hotel and get our bag unpacked. Secondly I want to have a swim because there was a swimming pool, spa and sauna, and gym. But the thing is I have to wait for my dad to come with me. We went swimming about 8:00pm because the pool opened until 11:00pm. " SPLASH!!!!!" as I jump in. The water was above my head I was shocked but luckily there was a pole that I can hold tights and jump up. Suddenly there was a drop of water ,dripping on my hand, it was raining...ohhhhh...how am I gonna swim...my dad not gonna just sit there on the bench in a soaking wet weather like that...so we have to go in our room. Guess what happened after that, i have to go to bath. But I suddenly get an idea...I ask my mum " MUM!! can I PLAY BUBBLE?" " YES!" yeah i can play. I twisted the tap and I put the water on a high pressure. Then I drop a bit of bubble soap in the bathtub and wait till get bubbly. I hope into the bathtub..ohh what a relive..I was in the tub about half an hour..suddenly I thought of food..so I jump of the tub and rub my body and get ready for dinner. For dinner we have fried chicken, spice prawn, fried egg and boiled egg. I had enough. I jump on my bed..time to go to sleep..GOOD NIGHT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue the story soon...&lt;br /&gt;Catch U later guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-2929189069227042009?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/2929189069227042009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=2929189069227042009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/2929189069227042009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/2929189069227042009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2010/01/rotorua-1st-night.html' title='Rotorua 1st Night'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-7346533333482402669</id><published>2009-07-17T12:52:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:04:58.659+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Netball...Practice..at Maasey University</title><content type='html'>Netball practice is every Friday and maybe 2 times a week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just practise netball with Kakak Undergrade because they don't have enough players..so I just played for them at practice only..&lt;br /&gt;Every time I played I alway be Center..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam trying to catch..that ball that Kak Ju gave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always be in a yellow team any way which team is just the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359227256430798258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/Sl_My5omJbI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LHlJr96gY1M/s320/DSCF3980.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/Sl_MyrkoSAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-cnUPPEy6mE/s1600-h/DSCN5106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359227252656064514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/Sl_MyrkoSAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-cnUPPEy6mE/s320/DSCN5106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5483239889740860694-7346533333482402669?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/7346533333482402669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=7346533333482402669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/7346533333482402669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/7346533333482402669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2009/07/netballpracticeat-maasey-university.html' title='Netball...Practice..at Maasey University'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/Sl_My5omJbI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LHlJr96gY1M/s72-c/DSCF3980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-100368737778944328</id><published>2009-07-14T13:03:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:27:38.452+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Lollipop Play Land..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yay finally it time for to go to Lollipop Playland with..aunty Shikin and family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I woke up early morning on 12th of July 2009 about 7:00am...I rush to the bathroom and get my self ready..I have my breakfast...yumm.. I jump on my green sofa..looking over the road if aunty shikin coming...and looking and looking...Finally aunty shikin were over the road...my mum send me to aunty shikin..........yay..! I run..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When we reached there it was 9:11am...and Lollipop Playland opened at 9:30am...Farah was so exited shouting.."Yay Lollipop.."But that wasn' lucky enough.. So we went to Norman Ross..for 15 minutes...because Kak Yong want to buy a grill thing...because she gonna go back to Malaysia on August..I think.We have finished buy the stuff that Kak Yong want..so we jump on our car..and ride to the Lolllipop Playland..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When we reached there ..Farah were lucky enough.. because all that she want she ge it..this is 1 thing...Lollipop Playland to open..and it did open so she was really exited...but so with me..hehhe but I don't want to show I was really exited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When we were in there it was really...fun..even thought we haven't try it...but we can see a look of it..I try to go on it with Farah and it was FUN..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-100368737778944328?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/100368737778944328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=100368737778944328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/100368737778944328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/100368737778944328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2009/07/lollipop-play-land.html' title='Lollipop Play Land..!!'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-1854554512936482823</id><published>2009-02-25T16:31:00.009+13:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:26:52.052+13:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Way To Our Special Trip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SaTF0ulGMRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lGyfpuXoF90/s1600-h/DSCN4648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306583770596782354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SaTF0ulGMRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lGyfpuXoF90/s320/DSCN4648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;On the 19th January 2009 my family and Uncle Ziad family went to South Island for 10 days.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Uncle Zabidi,Nureen,and Unc&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SaTDqhGRrrI/AAAAAAAAAFU/B053P4MnE6A/s1600-h/DSCN4656.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;le Izat took us to&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SaTDqq1EDVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/V4rp574hiCo/s1600-h/DSCN4654.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SaTDq_wPu7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/eTTB3Esl21I/s1600-h/DSCN4660.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Palmerston North &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;International Airport.... after check in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we waved to Uncle Zabidi,Nureen,and Uncle Izat and start walking towards the plane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SaS95RpFWoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dTIZHqJ_Xco/s1600-h/DSCN4649.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SaS95RpFWoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dTIZHqJ_Xco/s1600-h/DSCN4649.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SaTG8krNR0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/3-uYmAMFVAc/s1600-h/DSCN4649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306585004888639298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SaTG8krNR0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/3-uYmAMFVAc/s320/DSCN4649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SaS95RpFWoI/AAAAAAAAAE8/dTIZHqJ_Xco/s1600-h/DSCN4649.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/1854554512936482823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/1854554512936482823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-way-to-our-special-trip.html' title='On The Way To Our Special Trip...'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SaTF0ulGMRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lGyfpuXoF90/s72-c/DSCN4648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-6000546099462627308</id><published>2008-11-11T16:20:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:44:05.389+13:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dad Hand Got Bleed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SRj_cxYmtMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/G21Jx_bsX70/s1600-h/DSCF1587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267240633967752386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SRj_cxYmtMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/G21Jx_bsX70/s320/DSCF1587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the night of 12th October Sunday my dad was cutted the clam, and I and my mum were in the room, suddenly I heard my dad asked," get me a tissue." So I went over to the kitchen and my dad was putting his hand in the water to make the blood came off my dad skin. My mum gave tissue to my dad and my dad wipe the blood with the tissue. The next day my dad went to the clinic, and the doctor cutted my dad skin off. When the doctor cutted my dad skin off my dad said," aw! aw!" But my dad not cried. The doctor knitted my dad skin back. Next week the doctor going to take off the thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5483239889740860694-6000546099462627308?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/6000546099462627308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=6000546099462627308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/6000546099462627308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/6000546099462627308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-dad-hand-got-bleed.html' title='My Dad Hand Got Bleed'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SRj_cxYmtMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/G21Jx_bsX70/s72-c/DSCF1587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-1959102001911736358</id><published>2008-11-11T15:44:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:17:56.906+13:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mum Recieved 2 kind of Scarves From Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SRj5OTMoOaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BfEgjsvF42A/s1600-h/DSCF1699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267233788276521378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SRj5OTMoOaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BfEgjsvF42A/s320/DSCF1699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SRj5OJ0WLCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sfRhbYImDy0/s1600-h/DSCF1696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267233785758755874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SRj5OJ0WLCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/sfRhbYImDy0/s320/DSCF1696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning at 10:oopm I and my dad were taking mum to the Massey University and there is where my mum study. When we were on the way to Massey, my dad stopped the car near the letter and told mum to looked what was inside it. My mum took a yellow envolope,and my mum opened it and there was two kind of Tie Rack scarves recieved from Auntie Sue [ my mum and dad friend] One of theme are blue and another one is dark chocolate. Tie Rack product is very expensive scarf, the prize is RM 49.oo each. The scarves is made in Italy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5483239889740860694-1959102001911736358?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/1959102001911736358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=1959102001911736358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/1959102001911736358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/1959102001911736358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-mum-recieved-2-kind-of-scarves-from.html' title='My Mum Recieved 2 kind of Scarves From Malaysia'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SRj5OTMoOaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BfEgjsvF42A/s72-c/DSCF1699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-7508596483506706762</id><published>2008-11-01T18:51:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:17:49.787+13:00</updated><title type='text'>DickSmith grand sale!</title><content type='html'>On 7.30am 1st november 2008 my dad woke me up from my bed... and said that we were going to the DickSmith grand sale..! So I woke up and took off my pyjamas, get my towel and I went straight away to the toilet...After I had my bath I wore fanky pants that my aunty at malaysia bought for me and I wore high school musicsl 2 t-shirt..Then we arrived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were there I saw Batrisyia, she is 3 years old.. That is my mum friend daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum asked aunty Ila [ batrisyia's mum] if she can get a GPS docket for us. Because we are in the middle of the line... SO when it our turn to choose item that we want there is no more left GPS. So we asked for a Compaq laptop and there is just 9 left.. we got number 11..and GPS we got number 1... because my mum friend took it for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had choose what we want we just wait until 8.30am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were in there my dad grabbed 1 hard disk that 500gb and My mum other friend Kak Sha took 1 hard disk for us. I grabbed 2 Free of charge green aliens..&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad asked the dicksmith people for the GPS so he went and grabbed it for us..&lt;br /&gt;Then we payed...at the counter we asked for the compaq laptop so she asked her friend to grabbed it.. When we had settle all the thing my mum read the word."&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;If you bought item over 50 dollars you get 1c print photo. So we plan to print 100 photo just $1.00nzd. Because thelimit just 100 pieces or less than that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Then we went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-7508596483506706762?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/7508596483506706762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=7508596483506706762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/7508596483506706762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/7508596483506706762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/11/dicksmith-grand-sale.html' title='DickSmith grand sale!'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-1726052891329232374</id><published>2008-09-24T18:01:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:43:15.818+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Morror Hall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SNnafZSwbOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/my69LvuJ28g/s1600-h/DSCF1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249467073577381090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SNnafZSwbOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/my69LvuJ28g/s320/DSCF1260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday we went to Morror Hall. We went there because we had invited from undergrate muslims people. When we had opened the ramadhan we ate dates, pizza's, weges,and more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We not allowed to eat rice because we had to pray first.. After they annouced we can eat rice I and my friends Nabila, Nureen, and I went and get a plate.. Then we sat down and eat on the ground.. When I tasted the chicken its yummy... Our special food that we had there is "Dalca" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was yummy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we had an ice cream.. ooo yummy&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had a ceterficate to give to the student..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The presedent of the student is " Abang Ilya.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5483239889740860694-1726052891329232374?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/1726052891329232374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=1726052891329232374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/1726052891329232374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/1726052891329232374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/09/morror-hall.html' title='Morror Hall'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SNnafZSwbOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/my69LvuJ28g/s72-c/DSCF1260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-2035936915430907926</id><published>2008-09-12T19:15:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:53:24.759+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Working B During Ramadhan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;On 11th September we had a Working B preparing dinner for" Kenduri Berbuka". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We were cooking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;                                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;  "Kurma Daging ala opah Habsah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;" Nasi minyak ala tomato"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;" Jelatah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;" Karipap Tok n Wan Batrisyia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Agar2 bertingkat Auntie Sham"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We cooked for a hundread people at Massey Islamic Centre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We have to cook 12kg rice and 20kg meat for "Kurma". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Karipap" about hundread pieces. And it still got a flour. We didn't finish it because we didn't have enough the "Karipap"filling....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pudding Auntie Sham: She made about 2 1/2 trays. She made 2 layers... It is milk and milo. My friend Nureen like it so.. much... That's why she made it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It smell yummy... And I miss it so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245035948227157010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SMocZ9A73BI/AAAAAAAAADU/3hwlnZDhIqg/s320/DSCN3964.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chef Diva Opah Habsah all the way from Parit, Perak....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SModJhKNFNI/AAAAAAAAADc/wektmIYZCpk/s1600-h/DSCN3976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245036765383562450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SModJhKNFNI/AAAAAAAAADc/wektmIYZCpk/s320/DSCN3976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SModJhKNFNI/AAAAAAAAADc/wektmIYZCpk/s1600-h/DSCN3976.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Babah, Uncle Ziad and Uncle Khairul (three stooges....sous chef) busy cooking "Nasi Minyak Ala Tomato....."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SMoeHL_fQ0I/AAAAAAAAADk/tz5rtvOs2Kw/s1600-h/DSCN3977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245037824853361474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SMoeHL_fQ0I/AAAAAAAAADk/tz5rtvOs2Kw/s320/DSCN3977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SModJhKNFNI/AAAAAAAAADc/wektmIYZCpk/s1600-h/DSCN3976.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SModJhKNFNI/AAAAAAAAADc/wektmIYZCpk/s1600-h/DSCN3976.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;and Me...can't wait till "berbuka....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SModJhKNFNI/AAAAAAAAADc/wektmIYZCpk/s1600-h/DSCN3976.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-2035936915430907926?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/2035936915430907926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=2035936915430907926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/2035936915430907926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/2035936915430907926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/09/working-b-during-ramadhan.html' title='Working B During Ramadhan!'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SMocZ9A73BI/AAAAAAAAADU/3hwlnZDhIqg/s72-c/DSCN3964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-2179861414541538087</id><published>2008-09-01T19:25:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:33:51.901+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Happy Ramadhan for all of you who are muslims. I bet who been looking at my blog is muslims. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I hope all of you fasting in 1 month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;We fasting at 2th September. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Play with the fireworks nicely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I hope you not tell me that you play fireworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY RAMADHAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-2179861414541538087?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/2179861414541538087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=2179861414541538087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/2179861414541538087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/2179861414541538087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/09/ramadhan-now.html' title='Ramadhan Now!'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-6743475070734921722</id><published>2008-08-29T18:24:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:24:08.984+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Daffodills Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;On 29th August 2008 it is Daffodills Day. Daffodill is the flower. At the Daffodills Day we sell the Daffodills flowers, because who bought the flowers, have to paid for $3.50 or  $6.00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And the money will give to the people who had cancer. It call Cancer Society. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So at that day  I bought the Daffodills fact flowers. When it came wind it go aroun and around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-6743475070734921722?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/6743475070734921722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=6743475070734921722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/6743475070734921722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/6743475070734921722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/08/daffodills-day.html' title='Daffodills Day'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-8188078295248709526</id><published>2008-08-23T15:45:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T18:08:03.830+12:00</updated><title type='text'>LowerHutt- WestField</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;On 9th August 2008 my family and my mum friends went to LowerHutt shopping centre. My dad said LowerHutt shopping centre is the big shopping centre in the New Zealand. It couldn't be more larger than Malaysia shopping centre. Its just double storey. But it have Warehouse and Woolworth in it. We eat at Nando's. We odered a HUGE family set. It have chicken nib, chicken wings, rice , and a fried frice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;After we ate all of that we felt full. So I plan," how about we go to the Warehouse." My mum retort," I want to go to rest room." Then we all go to our own part where we want to. My dad said," I want to go to the toilet." So I and my mum friend went to the staionary part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-8188078295248709526?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/8188078295248709526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=8188078295248709526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/8188078295248709526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/8188078295248709526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/08/lowerhutt-westfield.html' title='LowerHutt- WestField'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-4864559377876989140</id><published>2008-08-09T13:28:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:21:00.556+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Wind farm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SMok4NWJHOI/AAAAAAAAADs/SXV_CqvocBs/s1600-h/DSCN3267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245045264100170978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SMok4NWJHOI/AAAAAAAAADs/SXV_CqvocBs/s320/DSCN3267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;Last year 2007 we went to the Wind farm. In there we can see the thing that look like the fan.&lt;br /&gt;But it go so fast around and around.. It EXTREMELY DANGEROUS.. At that time it was summer so its not quiet cold.. I brought my scooter and that time a really don't wanted to took a pictures because i busy playing with my scooter. But one time my mum catch me and said,"lets take a pictures..." Then I retort," I don't want to.." When I take my pictures i close my eyes. My dad said,"1 more! because you close your eyes!. 1..2..3 done!" I yelled,"yeah..! yeah!!." The my dad look at his watch and said,"its 5.00 o'clock.. let's go.." Then we went back.. before we went back my mum took a video of my dad and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SMoldNJv8eI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Jb8ar9_0Obs/s1600-h/DSCN3275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245045899703349730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SMoldNJv8eI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Jb8ar9_0Obs/s320/DSCN3275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SMoldNJv8eI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Jb8ar9_0Obs/s1600-h/DSCN3275.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;Hot time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Fun time to go at!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,51)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SMomHO8VQBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ORvRFOXY8lI/s1600-h/DSCN3278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245046621738450962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SMomHO8VQBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ORvRFOXY8lI/s320/DSCN3278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/5483239889740860694-4864559377876989140?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/4864559377876989140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=4864559377876989140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/4864559377876989140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/4864559377876989140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/08/wind-farm.html' title='Wind farm...'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SMok4NWJHOI/AAAAAAAAADs/SXV_CqvocBs/s72-c/DSCN3267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-5315185476550975359</id><published>2008-08-09T13:13:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:24:08.661+12:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; July 2008 I celebrate my birthday.. But my birthday is actually on 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; July..&lt;br /&gt;We celebrate my birthday early is because my birthday is on Wednesday..&lt;br /&gt;When it was my birthday a hail is falling down.. and it was beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;My cake is Strawberry shortcake and it is pink.. My friends mum called Auntie Linda and Auntie Sham brought for me a cake.. But i didn't taste it. I was so NERVOUS to opened my present. Then i got to opened my present. When I opened it I got 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bratz&lt;/span&gt; file, littlest pet shop file, diaries,music chair,shirt,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hannah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;montana&lt;/span&gt; story book,scrapbook,and but not too least from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Zura&lt;/span&gt;. She gave me a nice shirt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all from my mum friends and my friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-5315185476550975359?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/5315185476550975359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=5315185476550975359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/5315185476550975359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/5315185476550975359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday!!'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-6020482490815918672</id><published>2008-08-08T16:13:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:27:17.764+12:00</updated><title type='text'>What a nice scenery we can see.. when we arrived?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When we were arrived we can see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; lots of nice scenery.... A long the journey I can see  a  sheep  didn't move... We&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought that were the sheep died... If you see it you properly said that were died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were going there we just see about..... ten or fifteen cars.....  But when I was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there I see lots of people. They like to travel by an aeroplane because the don't like to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove a car.. But I do.. like to travel by car.. because we can take a nice pictures and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also... stop anywhere we want..  If we drove a car we can also thing lots of different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing and it would make lots special thing in our life.. But you never going to see any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop in the highway.. Not like Malaysia... We have to bring our on lunch,dinner,or..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything you need..  I can see a grass is rolling by the farmer people and they leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From our car we also can see the highest mount and sometimes we can see people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-6020482490815918672?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/6020482490815918672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=6020482490815918672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/6020482490815918672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/6020482490815918672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-nice-scenery-we-can-see-when-we.html' title='What a nice scenery we can see.. when we arrived?'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-362237080187481348</id><published>2008-07-19T09:57:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:58:09.052+13:00</updated><title type='text'>My Exploration to Mt.Bruce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SIEXLpIRktI/AAAAAAAAACk/VKJHsXTSZxE/s1600-h/pukeko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224482531513045714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SIEXLpIRktI/AAAAAAAAACk/VKJHsXTSZxE/s320/pukeko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SIEXL01b6EI/AAAAAAAAACs/M2F6PLpOMu4/s1600-h/mtbruce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224482534655256642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SIEXL01b6EI/AAAAAAAAACs/M2F6PLpOMu4/s320/mtbruce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Last year 2007 my school had a trip to Mt. Bruce. Mt. Bruce is the wild animals places..Its took us 1 hour and 30 mnts .... We went to Ell place and the Mt.Bruce people said,"choose someone of your children to help me give an Ell eat.. So the techers choose my friend called georgena. She is 10 or 11 or 9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;years old.. When the Mt.Bruce people opened an Ell foods we all said,"yukkkk!" The Mt.Bruce people said,'it yummy for an Ell." Then he took a spoon and put it in the pool.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When we went to kiwi place its dark.. All of people said,"who are you.I didn't see you.. its too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dark.. At the camera is the girls kiwi.. We can see lots of kiwi eggs.. It big and oval. in it have kiwi friends,sister,or brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We went to pukeko places.. Pukeko is like a chicken..but its didn't have a sounds like a chicken. Pukeko colour is blue, red,and black. When we were there pukeko felt tasty so pukeko went to their water place and have a drink. But 2 monts ago one of pukeko friends had died.. because their friends is to old.. It have in the news paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-362237080187481348?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/362237080187481348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=362237080187481348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/362237080187481348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/362237080187481348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-experiment-to-mtbruce.html' title='My Exploration to Mt.Bruce'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SIEXLpIRktI/AAAAAAAAACk/VKJHsXTSZxE/s72-c/pukeko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-5214842537288028233</id><published>2008-07-14T10:03:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:58:10.118+13:00</updated><title type='text'>A white thing called...snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHq0jlCQA3I/AAAAAAAAACE/CscKrZXSvbg/s1600-h/DSCF0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222685241219482482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHq0jlCQA3I/AAAAAAAAACE/CscKrZXSvbg/s320/DSCF0819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SNOW ANGEL&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;On 13 July 2008 my family, Uncle Yazreen family, Uncle Khairul family, Uncle Shaifudin family, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kak Sha, Kak Yuni, Auntie Ruzita and, a bachelor man called Amri went to Mount Ruepehu. When we at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mt. Ruepehu we have to wait for 10 second because the carpark is full. I saw lots of cars came down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and.. the man who tell us the carpark full said,"15 cars only can come in". So we are the 5th or 6th or something that not until 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHq0ivIc5gI/AAAAAAAAAB0/kQYuT2rN6Zs/s1600-h/DSCF0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222685226749978114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHq0ivIc5gI/AAAAAAAAAB0/kQYuT2rN6Zs/s320/DSCF0812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHq4JbINIMI/AAAAAAAAACM/ORHu7Vdbu1c/s1600-h/DSCF0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222689189930016962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHq4JbINIMI/AAAAAAAAACM/ORHu7Vdbu1c/s320/DSCF0804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ~&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Daddy's Angels&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw a white thing I ran to it and threw a snow at Afrina and Nabila. They threw at me back and we all split into a bus.Then we went to the scary thing called gondolla and I was scared because it have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to be fast. It could make children fell off and get hurt. I don't wanted looked at down because it make me screamed. When we at the Happy Valley we saw people were skiing,sliding, and skating. We also saw people went to the higher mt with gondolla. I slide down with my board. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222681681514164082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHqxUYGXb3I/AAAAAAAAABk/JMtjXHpDvXw/s320/DSCF0779.JPG" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222681684540679666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="123" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHqxUjX8ZfI/AAAAAAAAABs/vQAUWp06p3c/s320/DSCF0783.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222681673864448690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHqxT7miCrI/AAAAAAAAABc/ZsiiBLqmA3g/s320/DSCF0789.JPG" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we have a race making a snowman [ Women and Man were Racing make a snowman] At last the women's one is so beautiful. We put my scarf and Kak Yuni's hat. It was beautiful. The man's one like a "Busut". They don't have an eyes. They put glove, jacket and hat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHq0jPzjEWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/cw6aH4j7H2E/s1600-h/DSCF0827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222685235520672098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHq0jPzjEWI/AAAAAAAAAB8/cw6aH4j7H2E/s320/DSCF0827.JPG" border="0" /&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/5483239889740860694-5214842537288028233?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/5214842537288028233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=5214842537288028233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/5214842537288028233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/5214842537288028233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/07/white-thing-calledsnow.html' title='A white thing called...snow'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHq0jlCQA3I/AAAAAAAAACE/CscKrZXSvbg/s72-c/DSCF0819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5483239889740860694.post-5600307747156260058</id><published>2008-07-07T19:00:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:58:10.555+13:00</updated><title type='text'>snowy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHNDDv9RRPI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rou4-B88KKY/s1600-h/DSCN3843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220590124744656114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="263" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHNDDv9RRPI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rou4-B88KKY/s320/DSCN3843.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220590128743584658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHNDD-2sE5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/J5PyKnO0psI/s320/DSCF0732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On July 5, 2008, Palmerston North had snow. But it not too thick it just like an ice. They called it hail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friends Nabila and Nureen were playing snow fight. I threw at Nabila and Nabila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;threw at me until an ice is in my mouth. I speed it out and said,”yukkk!” We stopped and have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a rest in front of Nureen's house. I was playing with a snow and I just heard what they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabila said,” today is Izzati’s bithday and today we have an ice. So it funs when Izzati’s birthday.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nureen started threw an ice at me and I threw back at her. I said,” how about we run and make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it warm”. Nureen agreed with me so we all ran as fast as we can. I was the last person. We can’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran faster because our jacket is like a giant. We ran back to my house and ran in our own places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still can’t ran faster because our jacket is like a giant. We tried to make a snowman but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't have enough ice. We getting bored and bored so we make a snow ball. But it can’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;circle properly. But we just not care with it and we just threw to each others. It was 3 or 7 degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we don’t care we just played outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Written by Izzati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5483239889740860694-5600307747156260058?l=izzati99.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/feeds/5600307747156260058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5483239889740860694&amp;postID=5600307747156260058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/5600307747156260058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5483239889740860694/posts/default/5600307747156260058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://izzati99.blogspot.com/2008/07/snowy-day.html' title='snowy day'/><author><name>Izzati Jaafar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752732756378117640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ilITI3S9vzc/SHNDDv9RRPI/AAAAAAAAABI/Rou4-B88KKY/s72-c/DSCN3843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
