<?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-4182553599714326846</id><updated>2011-08-01T11:59:48.066-07:00</updated><category term='romance'/><category term='cecelia ahern'/><title type='text'>ThE BooKs I LoVe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182553599714326846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cik Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823090111284663539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6oJT15wVmf0/TWctVb8M9jI/AAAAAAAAAmc/tyZzP9DYldI/s220/P1020304.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182553599714326846.post-8302393637182079208</id><published>2009-12-25T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T09:51:38.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Remember The First Time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QrT4N8PuQhk/SzT1T32vXSI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bQf97jTxOFo/s1600-h/isrt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419225973393415458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QrT4N8PuQhk/SzT1T32vXSI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bQf97jTxOFo/s320/isrt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TiTle: do you remember the first time?&lt;br /&gt;Author: Jenny Colgan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where i bought it?- Popular Bookstore&lt;br /&gt;Price?- RM14.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REVIEW+++&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm not mistaken, i bought this book last year, during a sale at POPULAR. Lucky for me, novels were being sold pretty cheap, as u can see rom the price, only about 15 ringgits, compared to RM30-Rm40, usually, for backpapers books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As first i was a bit doubtful whether i did a right choice by choosing this book, because firstly, the author name,Jenny Colgan didn't ring a bell to me. When usually i chose a book firstly, because of the author. But the tagline totally got me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Life doesn't have a rewind button. Ever wish it did?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i wish it did. Attracted by dat, this book is finally mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so what is the story all about?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story tells us about a women, Flora,32- years old career women, with her own apartmen, car, stable good job, anda boyfriend, who is about to propose to her. Everything seems perfect; except for the fact she didn't really love her boyfriend. She adore him, but the sparks is long gone. She cant imagine living with him forever, and her job; she hates it. because she likes art, and office job doesn't appeal much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she miss her first love, the boy who broke her heart; Cllelland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being miserable, she attends her best friend's wedding;Tashy. There, she saw Cllelland, and she cannot hold it anymore, and right when tashy is cutting her cake, she shouted her wish out aloud:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i wish i was sixteen again"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there she goes; being 16 again. but she didn't return to her past time; not to 1965 or whatsoever; itis still the present year; it i just; she is 16. and the only people who can remember her from the pasttime; the adult Flora, is just:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tashy- her bestfriend&lt;br /&gt;Olly- her boyfriend(ex)&lt;br /&gt;Clelland- Her true love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her parents are also younger, and still married; not divored as what happened when she was 16 long2 ago, bcoz her father cheats on her mom. Being trapped in a 16 years old body of hers and her young hormones; but adult's responsibilities, she decide to make things right and to find out why she is given this chance, along with tashy's help, that finally bring her to clelland once more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will she be able to return to being 32 n be with clelland?&lt;br /&gt;go buy it and read,alrite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rating(my opinion): 3 and 3/4 stars. hee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;comments: funnt,witty,touchy; i love it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;till today, when i read this book once again, or see it on a bookshelves in any bookstores, i will get this warm feeling.i will smile, and lit up. because life is not something to regret, but to live it truthfully, be true to ur heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182553599714326846-8302393637182079208?l=aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com/feeds/8302393637182079208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-remember-first-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182553599714326846/posts/default/8302393637182079208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182553599714326846/posts/default/8302393637182079208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-remember-first-time.html' title='Do You Remember The First Time?'/><author><name>Cik Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823090111284663539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6oJT15wVmf0/TWctVb8M9jI/AAAAAAAAAmc/tyZzP9DYldI/s220/P1020304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QrT4N8PuQhk/SzT1T32vXSI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/bQf97jTxOFo/s72-c/isrt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182553599714326846.post-2591085898109747198</id><published>2009-09-09T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T09:34:51.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cecelia ahern'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><title type='text'>Thanks For The Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QrT4N8PuQhk/SqfSx9De23I/AAAAAAAAAOI/_aH9OqBV2fg/s1600-h/thanksforthememories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379500035561937778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QrT4N8PuQhk/SqfSx9De23I/AAAAAAAAAOI/_aH9OqBV2fg/s320/thanksforthememories.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Author : Cecilia Ahern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Title: Thanks For The Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Price: RM33.55&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Genre: Human, Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book is the 5th cecelia ahern's books that i'd read, and the 4th that i owned. ( i have 'P.S i love you','If You Could See Me Now', and 'A Place Called Here' in my collection.hehe). If you don't know, I'm a big Cecelia Ahern's fan and hope to collect all her books. So far, i think, there's only one book by her that i havent read yet, but hope to, soon (can someone give me dat as a gift?hehe). and the title is,"The Gift". &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 'thanks for the memories', for me, it is not my favorite and it is not the best book by cecelia, but it is still significantly good and meaningful, just like all her books. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This time, the story evolves about two living person, Joyce and Justin, who were at the beginning are held back in life, being tormented by tragedies in their life. Both of them are total strangers, with Joyce in Ireland and Justin in New York(i think). Justin is someone who always believe in logic and scared of needles, but somehow, he donated his blood in ablood bank in Ireland, where he came as a lecturer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Somehow, he was very proud of that, thinking that he had saved someone's life and the person should repay him by:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;1. Giving him a basket of muffins with 'thank you' note on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;2. Do his laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;3. Sent him a driver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;4. etc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;By chance, they bumps into one another few times, and somehow they felt some strange connection between them, a connection that is really strong. for justin, he felt like he was attracted to Joyce, but for Joyce, it was more than that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Joyce, who had just being saved from an incident, after a while, she began to get knowledges she never had, seeing places and memories she never had has before, and she become multillingual all the sudden. And all of it related accurately to Justin. She feels like she knew him, all of him eventhough they had never met. Eventually, she believed that she got Justin's blood, and from his blood she got all of the stuff. and she saw a secret that Justin kept since he was a kid, only to himself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that... i think you should buy the book and find out on your own, or i'll be sue by the author. hehe. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, i cried and laugh and smile while reading this book. it did have a nice, sweet feeling to it, thought at the beginning it is a bit slow and confusing. but dont worry, as the plot developed, it will become more intresting. Just one thing: focus while reading or you wont understand, because somehow, it is quite complex. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part: the ending. very good and sweet. i can't help grinning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i give this book 3.5 star out of 5. recommended for those who like sweet stories, romance, and illogical stuff. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*just my own opinion and view. i'm not a professional, juz a book lover*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till next time. bye2!!&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/4182553599714326846-2591085898109747198?l=aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com/feeds/2591085898109747198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/thanks-for-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182553599714326846/posts/default/2591085898109747198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182553599714326846/posts/default/2591085898109747198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com/2009/09/thanks-for-memories.html' title='Thanks For The Memories'/><author><name>Cik Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823090111284663539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6oJT15wVmf0/TWctVb8M9jI/AAAAAAAAAmc/tyZzP9DYldI/s220/P1020304.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QrT4N8PuQhk/SqfSx9De23I/AAAAAAAAAOI/_aH9OqBV2fg/s72-c/thanksforthememories.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4182553599714326846.post-203853299465150195</id><published>2009-08-18T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T20:31:14.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start Of My Anecdote</title><content type='html'>apart from the dramatic title, actually this post is more like a welcoming speech from me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, since i was a kid, i had always been in love with books. Story books, to be precise. But i'd never own any book, just read from the library or from my friends. My obsession with buying books started when my auntie, give me a story books, titled "christina's kite and other stories".&lt;br /&gt;That was my very first book that belongs solely to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i grow up, my love for books grew stronger, and the empire expand to comics and malay novels. I have a vast collection of books, novels and comics and i wish to write more about each of them. that's why i create this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to expand my love to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, this blog will be all about books where i will put a review about the book, comments and also recommendation. and might be also about books that i planned to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from me, a book lover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4182553599714326846-203853299465150195?l=aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com/feeds/203853299465150195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/start-of-my-anecdote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182553599714326846/posts/default/203853299465150195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4182553599714326846/posts/default/203853299465150195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aisyahirabooks.blogspot.com/2009/08/start-of-my-anecdote.html' title='The Start Of My Anecdote'/><author><name>Cik Ais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06823090111284663539</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6oJT15wVmf0/TWctVb8M9jI/AAAAAAAAAmc/tyZzP9DYldI/s220/P1020304.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
