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ENTRY 4
10 JUNE 2009
NURAATHIFAH BINTI ABDULLAH
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ENTRY 1

My name are Mohd Asmidi Bin Abdul Ghani and I originated from kampung. My father's name was Abdul Ghani Bin Awang and my mother's name Aminah Bt Deris. This name is given by my grandmother and family call I as brother Ngah because I son to two in families. I have asked to my parent, why my name Mohd Asmidi? My mother replying because my name actually is given by my grandmother on village. Grandmother's children all women and was married and granny take care when I small.

On village also I fondly known as Ngah Die. It same with my cousin name namely Ngah Ki. I like with that name because it easy know and difference with other people. Among friends also they call I by various abbreviation name such as Asmidi, Midi or Die. In my place learn also namely their National University of Malaysia call I Abang Die because my age is older from theirs.

Mohd Asmidi
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ENTRY 3
10 JUNE 2009


My name is Muhammad Izzuddin Abdul Salam Bin Hassan. Before go much further, i want to make an apologize for being a little bit late to post essay about “ what did I do last weekend” because i almost forgot about this. I hope that everyone can forgive me. As we know that every day we have many activities to do. It’s same to me. Every day I have many activities to do at this campus. For example, do the homework, going to class, going to library, meeting, dating, sleep and so on. But now, I would like to tell about my last weeks activities. Last week, after finished the foundation class,two of my friends who stayed at Sri Damansara come here to take me. And at night, me and my friends get away to back my village with the car. I have to go back my village because my cousin’s wedding at that week and at the same time two of my friends also wedding. I’m stayed at village for 4 days before I come back to campus. That is what I do last week.

By: Izzuddin Salam
10 June 2009

ENTRY 2
10 JUNE 2009

My name is Muhammad Izzuddin Abdul Salam Bin Hassan and my lovely hometown is at Kuala Terengganu, Terengganu. Since young I grow up with my family at the village. My village is Kampung Beladau Selat which is the best place ever to call it as my village. I like my hometown because there is a paddy field, school, supermarket and a lot of facilities. People on my village also are kind, helpful, nice and something like that. We are living in harmony and peaceful because we always doing all work together and cooperate to each other. The condition in my hometown is fresh, cool, beautiful, and so on that makes me comfortable to live in here. I wish my hometown will be developed like other developing countries. By the way, my village is famous with “duku” fruit because there are many duku farms at my village. Other than that, my village also has a river. The river was biggest and longest and many existence on here. I always go here to fishing at night because this is my hobby when I stayed at village. At the village, I also have many friends. Anyway, I want to tell, I love my hometown and my village although I’m not here now. But, I promise i will back when I have finish my studies.

.by: Izzuddin Salam
10 June 2009

Entry 3
Assalamualaikum Class

I see you have wriiten your entries already. Good and thank you. However I still see some essays that are not supposed to be in the blog. Could you please remove or erase your essays entitle MY FUTURE PLAN and A DAY IN MY LIFE IN CAMPUS. These essays are to be put in your scrap book so please erase them from the blog. Please do this as soon as possible.

Another thing some of you are using new names. I donot know who you are, could you please write your name so I know who you are. It will be easier for me to give you marks.

Thank you.

Pn Fauza
9th June 2009

When I was small I was afraid of a cockroach because when I 5 years old, it enter into my ear so until now I still afraid and very disgusting to a cockroach. It is a very horrible situations in my life and when I see it at anywhere, I must put my hand to my ears because I don’t want it enter into my ears again.

BY NURAATHIFAH