<?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-7017095</id><updated>2011-07-31T19:17:48.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another story.</title><subtitle type='html'>i love my family, girlfriend and friends.&lt;br&gt;
i have nothing much in life to complain about now.&lt;br&gt;
because people that has access to this blog completes my life, well some.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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>1134</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-3709931392580281416</id><published>2010-03-07T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T11:47:18.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a freaking long hiatus.</title><content type='html'>hello all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no exact reason to why im blogging today.&lt;br /&gt;just feels like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, anyhooos, im still doing national service-_-&lt;br /&gt;longggg way to go man.&lt;br /&gt;im a transport supervisor now. a driver incharge, smth like tt.&lt;br /&gt;i just ended driving course like 3 weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;before that was my transport supervisor course!&lt;br /&gt;both courses are greattttt.&lt;br /&gt;made alot of great wonderful friends of supervisors and operators.&lt;br /&gt;really a good bunch to work, slack and play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be posted to transport HQ this coming tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;together with abcdeq, whichs means we're gonna be doing 8-5!&lt;br /&gt;coooool or what!&lt;br /&gt;all of us got seperate.&lt;br /&gt;but not as bad, we still manage to see each other here and there.&lt;br /&gt;all the best sups! in which ever unit u guys are going. &lt;br /&gt;meet up soon and im sure we'll have alot to talkkkkk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/S5Mhfbvo5ZI/AAAAAAAABnk/z1DXIGr9TNM/s1600-h/19880_319870625549_531200549_4825047_3388121_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/S5Mhfbvo5ZI/AAAAAAAABnk/z1DXIGr9TNM/s320/19880_319870625549_531200549_4825047_3388121_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445733198328292754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transport supervisors trainee 09/10 master is batch.&lt;div 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hiatus.'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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/__c5s95O6Zc8/S5Mhfbvo5ZI/AAAAAAAABnk/z1DXIGr9TNM/s72-c/19880_319870625549_531200549_4825047_3388121_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-588833635126735984</id><published>2009-09-18T16:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T16:39:28.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my BMT experience</title><content type='html'>Hello world(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 15 weeks of BMT, 15 whole weeks of booking in and out of pulau tekong besar, ive finally graduated from there!&lt;br /&gt;no doubt journey there was filled with many up and downs, the sweet and the sour and the what not. in there you find many, many types of different people of different background. the funny, serious, the balonglong, the fucked up, the best and the worst.&lt;br /&gt;but from the day we enlist, till the day we POP everyone of us will definetly the journey we took to be come the trainedddddd soldier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything started off a lil too early for us, with just 1 month notice from enlistment date, i still remember how nervous i was that i didnt have much time being a civilian. but that faithful day came, on the 5th of june 2009. i stepped into pulau tekong for the first time, not knowing what to expect. i was posted to gryphon, but then was transferred to kestrel later that night. i had my first meal there with my parents, thank god it was a good one. actually the meal's in tekong is all good. depending on how u look at it. i still remember how i dragged my field pack together with my duffer bag and my civi bag after being separated from our parents at the parade square. there, my journey went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, army was all about being physical. exercise and exercise and exercise. and me, being the lazy type, havent been exercising regular, or rather, not at all.&lt;br /&gt;so yes, tekong days was filled was aerobics conditioning, aqua jogging, ocpt, strength training and many other physical activity. very tiring, yet so fun because we're not doing it alone, but with the company. kestrel company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not having any military background, i was very alien to all the commands and regimentation that was given. and also im a virgin when it comes to handling a weapon. that fateful 4th morning we had in tekong was awaken by our commanders screaming at their top of their lungs to wake us up because we've been activated. they made it sound so real that i felt that im almost in a real situation. our rifle presentation was seems very surreal. its like as if we're gng to a war, a fake one. it felt great to be getting a rifle which is urs. shooting it is even better. scoring a marksman for my live range, not bad for a first timer shooter like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urban operations and field camp was very memorable. no showering, no brushing teeth, no bathing for 2 days and 5 straight days on seperate occasion. it was tough condition to be in, but we survived. sleeping with camo on doesnt seems to be very nice to hear, its not that nice of a feeling either. combat ration sucks like mad, most of us skipped meals and ended up just surviving on combat biscuits. but i have to agree, potato stew and peranakan style dumpling are nice. the rest, dont even bother to try. no more toilets, but latries. man made shit holes. and many2 puddles of pee u can see there. a favourite place to go because u drink atleast 7-8 litres of water daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sit test was the last and final outfield of bmt. stupid centipede bit me on my neck, the same one bite me again on my finger. swelled and the pain was great, but bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grenade throw was when people thought they could have just exploded if they moved their LBV too much while waiting. i thought so too. but none of it happened. our one and only chance to throw a live grenade and man, did we made full use of it. the loud booom gave out a massive impact. not forgetting we got to feel the impact of a C4 exploding cause some guy in the coy threw a blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOC is a playground to some. i failed 1 station. low rope. oh well oh well, no wonder i cant climb up rapunzel's hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24km route march is when we walk and walk and walk until we dont know where we are. some of us are wondering what the hell are we doing here. u can walk and sing at the same time. but i think most of us are jsut waling and daydreaming. for me, i was walking and sleeping cause the night's making me fall asleep like crazy. esp the dark night, at some part u cant even see who is walking infront of u, let alone to see what ur walking on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP parade is what kept us all motivate to finish off our BMT. a proud moment for every recruits. im sure most of us didnt expect that we could have come this far. i didnt thought i would too. 15 weeks ended a lil bit too early. some of us wanted it to end, but yet, some friends in there are just too good to let go off. no doubt ive truely enjoyed my time in kestrel company. i thank my seargents, sirs and oc sir for a memorable time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my friends who's in there now, do your best. never give up, train harder, slack harder! everyone gets their chance to pass out, just a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POP LOH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SrNF06CIeNI/AAAAAAAABmk/QT-5YCZSAmM/s1600-h/8127_141022531299_602811299_3163226_7305612_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-2079909447310320459</id><published>2009-06-29T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:08:04.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>h1n1</title><content type='html'>because of h1n1&lt;br /&gt;im having slacker trainings in camps!&lt;br /&gt;yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;but alot of otot with ernest, ly and farzil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;book out was great. &lt;br /&gt;spend it all with baby again!(:&lt;br /&gt;we did cheap and meaningfull things&lt;br /&gt;like watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;cooking our own meal.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;love it so much.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;love her so much!&lt;br /&gt;thank you love!&lt;br /&gt;good luck for ur mst!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna book in soon!&lt;br /&gt;cyall sonn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-2079909447310320459?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/2079909447310320459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=2079909447310320459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2079909447310320459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2079909447310320459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2009/06/h1n1.html' title='h1n1'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-2623793791569389571</id><published>2009-06-27T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:41:04.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the early morning march&lt;br /&gt;with my fieldpack on my bag&lt;br /&gt;and the aching in my heart&lt;br /&gt;with my body full of sweat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a long long way from home&lt;br /&gt;and i miss my mama's soul&lt;br /&gt;in the early morning march&lt;br /&gt;when the cold wind blows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the cold with blows&lt;br /&gt;when the cold wind blowsss&lt;br /&gt;when the cold wind blows&lt;br /&gt;when the cold wind blows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i know&lt;br /&gt;i have to go&lt;br /&gt;ill hurry back home&lt;br /&gt;cause i miss you so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-2623793791569389571?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/2623793791569389571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=2623793791569389571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2623793791569389571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2623793791569389571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-early-morning-march-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-5420432780318650509</id><published>2009-06-20T11:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T11:59:44.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first book out(:</title><content type='html'>well, things are good at tekong. im still surviving, dont worry peeps.&lt;br /&gt;great section and platoon mates. great buddy.&lt;br /&gt;food's awesome and training's tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, im enjoying my first book out!&lt;br /&gt;gonna spend it all with babygirl(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-5420432780318650509?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-5147434624892203873</id><published>2009-06-05T03:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T03:11:08.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is it.</title><content type='html'>im enlisting in a few hours time.&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to it, yet not sure of what to expect there.&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that im gonna take this chance to make amends tomyself, to which i wanted to make few years/months back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lose weight&lt;br /&gt;-stop smoking&lt;br /&gt;-start praying&lt;br /&gt;-restart reading back the al-quran(if there is a chance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is it. in a few hours time, im gonna fetch khad from her house and bring her to my hse so that we and my parents can cab down to pasir ris interchange to take the shuttle bus.&lt;br /&gt;thats the last time im gonna see them for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;gonna miss them so much. hahah&lt;br /&gt;sounds kinda mushy but hey, it doesnt hurt to say this kinda thing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, remember what i said to you okayyy.&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much tau!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;muacks!&lt;br /&gt;*hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my sis, if ur reading this, take care of ibu and ayah.&lt;br /&gt;wont be home or 2-3 weeks! will let you know when im coming home after my confinement cause i also dont know the exact date of when im coming back.&lt;br /&gt;love you guys at home so much!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats it people. cya in 2 weeks time!&lt;br /&gt;tc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-5147434624892203873?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/5147434624892203873/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-8493212042978904295</id><published>2009-06-04T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T02:40:36.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 19th months baby!</title><content type='html'>ive been spending alot of time with babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;loving every second of it!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this photos were taken at our random chill out session at kent ridge park!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHH3gkXFI/AAAAAAAABlk/U3doPnj8_zw/s1600-h/IMG_0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343106577151056978" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHH3gkXFI/AAAAAAAABlk/U3doPnj8_zw/s320/IMG_0728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHIA9NbwI/AAAAAAAABls/rNioBXE3DT8/s1600-h/IMG_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343106579687108354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHIA9NbwI/AAAAAAAABls/rNioBXE3DT8/s320/IMG_0738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHIQ8hytI/AAAAAAAABl0/z9ENGRcjqh8/s1600-h/IMG_0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343106583979215570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHIQ8hytI/AAAAAAAABl0/z9ENGRcjqh8/s320/IMG_0745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last wednesday went to sentosa with her. since she gt no sch every wednesday and we have arleady made plans and put aside a budget for this.&lt;br /&gt;fetched her at 8 in the morning. headed to school to enjoy some cheap macdonalds meal. then went back to my house to prepare stuffs for our picnic.&lt;br /&gt;we made sandwiches together(: went to ntuc to do some shopping with the budget we had.&lt;br /&gt;i slept for 1 hour before heading to sentosa after preparing the sandwiches. and she was watching boys before flower. a korean drama. her current addiction. lol&lt;br /&gt;headed to sentosa for our picnic. the sun was really hot though. but thank god it wasnt raining lah. played in the water(: and built hearts out of sands. burying our legs together. had so much with fun you!&lt;br /&gt;bathe and washed up cause the sea mosquitoes are biting us. slacked around and took the tram ride around the beaches for free because we had time to kill before our skyride and luge! didnt want to go earlier cause the sun was still brightttt.&lt;br /&gt;when it was the perfect time for the skyride and luge. we were goddamm excited about it cause both of us havent been on it before!&lt;br /&gt;the skyride was shiok man! she was so scared, well, i was abit scared also lah cause of the height. like damm high and we werent strapped? just like hanging on the bench but with barrier. scenery was nice! hehe&lt;br /&gt;the luge ride down was more thrilling! the need for speed! but baby went on average speed lah. so i was riding beside her. only during those deep2 corners, i went first and i went fast! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;after everything was done, we took the bus back to sentosa and both of us were really tired, plus she got sch the next day. so i sent her back before making my way back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHIYsPbpI/AAAAAAAABl8/ezgXrKa69vo/s1600-h/IMG_0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343106586058387090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHIYsPbpI/AAAAAAAABl8/ezgXrKa69vo/s320/IMG_0928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHIvKsA1I/AAAAAAAABmE/xosCFEKG2xk/s1600-h/IMG_0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343106592091669330" style="WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHIvKsA1I/AAAAAAAABmE/xosCFEKG2xk/s320/IMG_0933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHhg8ZQdI/AAAAAAAABmM/fiEv4jdNYJE/s1600-h/IMG_0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343107017770353106" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHhg8ZQdI/AAAAAAAABmM/fiEv4jdNYJE/s320/IMG_0947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHhw8wPOI/AAAAAAAABmU/6BlBr2jRKGs/s1600-h/IMG_0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343107022066826466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHhw8wPOI/AAAAAAAABmU/6BlBr2jRKGs/s320/IMG_0949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHh-2lOBI/AAAAAAAABmc/895WNuRVLqM/s1600-h/IMG_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343107025799034898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaHh-2lOBI/AAAAAAAABmc/895WNuRVLqM/s320/IMG_0958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, thank q for spending very single moment before i get enlisted in NS.&lt;br /&gt;im very fortunate to have u by my side all the time!&lt;br /&gt;i love the things we did today. lazing around, baking brownies and watching dvd about making a house and talibans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i certainly cant wait to see you again in another 2-3 weeks time!((((:&lt;br /&gt;ill call u everytime during my free time, i promise.&lt;br /&gt;remember when im gone, occupy urself okayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;there's so many things for you to do.&lt;br /&gt;you can study!(ur term test is coming), continue with ur BD project, get a job?, meet up with yunos, bo and apai girlfriends because they are in the same ship as you!&lt;br /&gt;ur girlfriends can always keep u company. go out, chit chat, gossip about us, share ur jokes etc etc...u should know what to do with them lahh.&lt;br /&gt;dont make me worry about you while im at camp okay, its time for u to be independant already for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;its so sad that i have to go, but this is inevitable. every boy have to become a man, and this is just it baby.&lt;br /&gt;ur babyboy's gonna be a babyman soon. hehe&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby. muacks!&lt;br /&gt;*hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;always in my heart now and forever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-8493212042978904295?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damm. 3 years passed like that.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its always like that. or has always been like this.&lt;br /&gt;since primary school, then to secondary school, then finally poly.&lt;br /&gt;6 years, 5 years, then 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;all my academic years since i was young has been great.&lt;br /&gt;results werent the best, but i made it to the above average level. in my own records book, atleast.&lt;br /&gt;friends we're made the best out of all school.&lt;br /&gt;in beng wan, bendemeer and now in singapore poly.&lt;br /&gt;this poly has really brought me out to be a different person.&lt;br /&gt;no more that shy fauzi who hides in his own shell.&lt;br /&gt;well, i still have my own shyness. but in a way that it brings out my own personality, that has already changed.&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to the friends and company ive had during my poly days.&lt;br /&gt;those friends ive made during my years in poly are countless.&lt;br /&gt;those i treasure most are my own coursemates/classmate.&lt;br /&gt;now, i dont have to mention names cause you people know who u are!&lt;br /&gt;all of u have helped me thru my poly days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;be it the ups or downs. class test or semester exams. skip class or sneaking out to have a smoke break. sneaking out to grab a bite. sleeping in class. slacking at club. being late for class. helping each other with uber difficult topics. making noise in library. staying late in school to slack. study groups. late night studies. overnight studies. exams stressing. foodcourt hopping. jumbo lunch. outside lunch. gym session. swimming session. interaction camps. freshman orientation camps. training camps. being an OC. being a GL. being a helper. adventure club. southen island kyaking expedition. riding around in school. staying over in club for nothing. doing nightwalk props. props and more props. morning prata session at fc3. blowing around in school. disturbing other people. trying to understand what the "officer" is talking about. bustop smoke breaks. under club smoke breaks. eating in club at night. class chalets. west cost prata shop and nasi lemak. DMR four seasons service staff. poly marina lessons. jetty jump. driving the speedboat and SP@dover. doing rescue mission with lifeboat. walking the top of the bridge. exploring school. nightwalk reiki. station games reiki. reiki and more reiki. singing camp songs. shouting camp songs. being pissed with own friends. being cranky at each other. making new friends. workshop. stressing over fyp. trying to diss the cool kids in school. poly 50. not be one of them. presentations. basketball session. SMA day year 1, 2 and 3. trying to cheat in test. being a nightwalk ghost. making a fool of ourself at events. basketball intercons. going to aceh. generation Y leader camp. MEL camp. superstar virgo. phuket. making fun of lecturer. annual dinner and dance year 1, 2 and 3. most friends sailed off. graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiWOfSgodkI/AAAAAAAABj4/nlhEDoCeIyk/s1600-h/SMAC_DND0708_+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342833201140758082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiWOfSgodkI/AAAAAAAABj4/nlhEDoCeIyk/s320/SMAC_DND0708_%252B097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiWOfC3V9AI/AAAAAAAABjs/3nFl9lBxngc/s1600-h/team+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342833196941046786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiWOfC3V9AI/AAAAAAAABjs/3nFl9lBxngc/s320/team+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiWNlmbO27I/AAAAAAAABiU/1dVMPC4mEpI/s320/CIMG0376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiWNlRagr9I/AAAAAAAABiM/wxzGFvFUfdE/s1600-h/2007_11280010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342832204414234578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiWNlRagr9I/AAAAAAAABiM/wxzGFvFUfdE/s320/2007_11280010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiWNlZbkDaI/AAAAAAAABiE/OyetLf6O45I/s1600-h/1_844742571l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342832206566133154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiWNlZbkDaI/AAAAAAAABiE/OyetLf6O45I/s320/1_844742571l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod. i have to much to say that i cannot list all out.&lt;br /&gt;poly life have been good. too good to be true for me. all the fun that i have. im glad that it was like this and it wasnt boring at all for me.&lt;br /&gt;i have fun, i study, and i graduated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaBlL7NZsI/AAAAAAAABlc/3tj1apBRQIw/s1600-h/Grad+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343100483777947330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaBlL7NZsI/AAAAAAAABlc/3tj1apBRQIw/s320/Grad+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaBJ4hn3yI/AAAAAAAABlM/1G50fcn3xoQ/s1600-h/Grad+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343100014713888546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaBJ4hn3yI/AAAAAAAABlM/1G50fcn3xoQ/s320/Grad+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaBJtLSqgI/AAAAAAAABlE/i3nBgLUzvdE/s1600-h/Grad+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343100011667433986" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaBJtLSqgI/AAAAAAAABlE/i3nBgLUzvdE/s320/Grad+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaBJpO32aI/AAAAAAAABk8/HylpI2n2hzU/s1600-h/Grad+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343100010608712098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaBJpO32aI/AAAAAAAABk8/HylpI2n2hzU/s320/Grad+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaBJTzwTxI/AAAAAAAABk0/aye4ivvIoYg/s1600-h/Grad+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343100004857827090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaBJTzwTxI/AAAAAAAABk0/aye4ivvIoYg/s320/Grad+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaBJbiEeSI/AAAAAAAABks/ROHjptLU0X8/s1600-h/Grad+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343100006931134754" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaBJbiEeSI/AAAAAAAABks/ROHjptLU0X8/s320/Grad+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaA5V9n_WI/AAAAAAAABkk/8e4oHd0KMDY/s1600-h/Grad+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343099730558188898" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaA5V9n_WI/AAAAAAAABkk/8e4oHd0KMDY/s320/Grad+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaA5GQ61qI/AAAAAAAABkc/idXLhvjsOGg/s1600-h/Grad+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343099726344148642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaA5GQ61qI/AAAAAAAABkc/idXLhvjsOGg/s320/Grad+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaA5P-LqSI/AAAAAAAABkU/A-8-SHeMsi8/s1600-h/Grad+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343099728949913890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaA5P-LqSI/AAAAAAAABkU/A-8-SHeMsi8/s320/Grad+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaA43E4QPI/AAAAAAAABkM/9zWsn5FjQas/s1600-h/Grad+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343099722267115762" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaA43E4QPI/AAAAAAAABkM/9zWsn5FjQas/s320/Grad+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaA4rWnhgI/AAAAAAAABkE/Lh6_l4NVPO8/s1600-h/Grad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343099719120291330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SiaA4rWnhgI/AAAAAAAABkE/Lh6_l4NVPO8/s320/Grad.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little piece of advice to those year 1 or those planning to enter poly. dont ever waste ur 3 years in this poly. dont make it the worst 3 years of ur life. make it the best one like mine! treasure ur friends and always remember them. remember to study hard and play hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to those year 2 and 3s, its never too late to change it! good luck all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-5858047545531372497?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/5858047545531372497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=5858047545531372497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5858047545531372497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5858047545531372497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2009/06/graduation.html' title='graduation.'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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/' 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rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/836399342507689369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/836399342507689369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-blog-will-be-unprivate-from-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-6929383936061808556</id><published>2009-05-15T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:22:13.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO ALL!</title><content type='html'>i have exactly 3 more weeks before i get enlisted!&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to it, but also not looking forward to leave my loved ones behind:(&lt;br /&gt;haiyah, but must do what, so just do lah. lOl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! i have been spending ALOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT, ALOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT of time with baby bunny! ehehehehehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;meeting her almost everyday lah. love her sooooo much! the only one who treats me sooo good! heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been good.&lt;br /&gt;what baby said its true, atleast im learning to priorities things better now!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway number 2!, i passed my class 3 today!&lt;br /&gt;15/05/09&lt;br /&gt;took me 3 years to complete this entire course hahah.&lt;br /&gt;enrolled when im 18, now when im gng 21, i finally cleared it!&lt;br /&gt;im damm happy lah! cause i dont have to keep gng to prac everydayyyy, and also, i dont have to be nervous of the test anymore. cause i was freakingggggg nervous just now lah!&lt;br /&gt;i swear i keep wanting to vomit and all the weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;and my test warm up wasnt good, striked a kerb at crank course, vertical parking was lousy and my driving sucks like what.&lt;br /&gt;but thank god, i cleared it with a lil bit of obstacles to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;during the test, i ALMOST strike a kerb. i swear i was super demoralised when the tester told me that i was gonna strike kerb. other than that, both parallel and vertical parking, s-course, crank course, and slope was perfecto!&lt;br /&gt;driving otr was perfect too, except that i have this tendancy to clutch in when im turning or before the car come to a stop before i even press my brake. so used to riding already...&lt;br /&gt;but all in all, i still passed. though its 16 points!&lt;br /&gt;same as my class 2b. heh. now i can finally go for my class 2a. no rush. can take it during leaves or book out during NS. not intendindg to buy a class 2a bike, cause the 2a bike money can be pumped into class 2 bike. maybe get a fazer 1 or 6 or maybe even a harley. huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyyyyy, enough of driving cause im not a car fanatic, yet. i still prefer to be on two wheels. unless its raining, tts when i sometimes wished i be in the car. NOT, when im alone, cause i rather get drench. so fun! wahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, time to end here. feeling hungryyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next event!: graduationnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn on 28th may!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-6929383936061808556?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/6929383936061808556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=6929383936061808556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/6929383936061808556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/6929383936061808556'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-5686148555258884978</id><published>2009-04-26T03:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T03:32:09.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting..</title><content type='html'>every night, i spoil my eye by crying myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i have to stop and start to cry from my heart instead.&lt;br /&gt;this one, no one will be know im sad, because i still want my eyes so that i will be able to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world. work at 11am tmrw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-5686148555258884978?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/5686148555258884978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=5686148555258884978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5686148555258884978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5686148555258884978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2009/04/waiting.html' title='waiting..'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-3496165854307315018</id><published>2009-04-25T06:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T06:31:25.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby,</title><content type='html'>its our 71st week today.&lt;br /&gt;it is also our 5th day being mad and angry at each other.&lt;br /&gt;my 5th day of insomnia and crying myself badly to bed.&lt;br /&gt;ive thought alot for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;i find myself not good enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;i always make mistake and make us fight very often.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to let go of u.&lt;br /&gt;i fear that other guy will love you better than i do.&lt;br /&gt;i am very afraid of losing you.&lt;br /&gt;baby, if one fine day if another guy better than me goes after you, u have to tell me ok. because i will give u both my blessing no matter how sad i can be. because i rather u be happier. though i know the fact is that i hate to lose you and not having u by my side:(&lt;br /&gt;but if you think u still have the hearts for me, forgive me darling:(&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I always needed time on my own&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd need you there when I cry&lt;br /&gt;And the days feel like years when I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;And the bed where you lie is made up on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you walk away I count the steps that you take&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how much I need you right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;The pieces of my heart are missing you&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;The face I came to know is missing too&lt;br /&gt;When you're gone&lt;br /&gt;The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were made for each other&lt;br /&gt;Out here forever&lt;br /&gt;I know we were, yeah&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was for you to know&lt;br /&gt;Everything I'd do, I'd give my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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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-7017095.post-3831593002370841208</id><published>2009-04-25T05:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T05:30:43.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/quotes%20and%20sayings" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="quote Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i359.photobucket.com/albums/oo33/toxic_fairyy/quotes%20and%20sayings/cute-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/quotes%20and%20sayings" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="and its hard Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i359.photobucket.com/albums/oo33/toxic_fairyy/quotes%20and%20sayings/4udyuz6-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/quotes%20and%20sayings" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="love is not about Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i359.photobucket.com/albums/oo33/toxic_fairyy/quotes%20and%20sayings/1-1-1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/quotes%20and%20sayings" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="i love you Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i259.photobucket.com/albums/hh295/hondalove24/quotes%20or%20sayings/iloveyoumore1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-3831593002370841208?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/3831593002370841208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-3185467298576157259</id><published>2009-04-24T03:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T03:35:30.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zick</title><content type='html'>stupid ulcer since last week has now given me a fever=(&lt;br /&gt;and dry cough which is super loud and bassy.&lt;br /&gt;to top it all off. ive been having insomnia for the past 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont need ur sympathy, cause i know i wont get any.&lt;br /&gt;maybe u should start shooting me down everytime u get infront of the computer.&lt;br /&gt;else if that makes u happier, shoot me down personally.&lt;br /&gt;ill fall, and ill never get back up, ever again.&lt;br /&gt;test me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-3185467298576157259?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-999628464027582719</id><published>2009-04-22T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:40:49.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything wasnt everything after all. maybe i need to road to talk to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-999628464027582719?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/999628464027582719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=999628464027582719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/999628464027582719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/999628464027582719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2009/04/everything-wasnt-everything-after-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-220010288664936769</id><published>2009-04-22T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:31:44.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z-P8F5xTxtw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z-P8F5xTxtw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot how long it's been&lt;br /&gt;since I last heard you&lt;br /&gt;telling me 'bout your fav'rite story&lt;br /&gt;thought for a long time,&lt;br /&gt;began to worry.&lt;br /&gt;Is it me who did something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cried and said to me&lt;br /&gt;that fairytales are all just lies.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be your fairytale prince.&lt;br /&gt;but you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;since you gave me your hands&lt;br /&gt;stars in my sky began to shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to change into&lt;br /&gt;The angel in those fairy tales&lt;br /&gt;Just turn my arms into wings and hold you near.&lt;br /&gt;You must believe, believe that we will be like a fairytale,&lt;br /&gt;ending with happiness and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cried and said to me&lt;br /&gt;that fairytales are all just lies.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be your fairytale prince.&lt;br /&gt;but you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;since you gave me your hands&lt;br /&gt;stars in my sky began to shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your fantasy&lt;br /&gt;The angel that you used to love.&lt;br /&gt;Just turn my arms into wings and hold you near.&lt;br /&gt;You must believe, believe that we will be like a fairytale,&lt;br /&gt;ending with happiness and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to be your fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;The angel that you used to love.&lt;br /&gt;Just turn my arms into wings and hold you near.&lt;br /&gt;You must believe, believe that we will be like a fairytale,&lt;br /&gt;ending with happiness and love.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-2687868782086052319</id><published>2009-04-22T11:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:16:28.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too late when u see this,</title><content type='html'>i might have already been gone, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for all the words you stabbed me with&lt;br /&gt;vs&lt;br /&gt;all the shits ive given u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if i say to another girl "now you know why i need you around?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or if i say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"either deal with it or get lost" - what if i really get lost. will u like me doing so? how will u feel knowing im not there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"after all this while, i didnt feel that ur love for me was genuine" - speechless and it still remains in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-2687868782086052319?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/2687868782086052319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=2687868782086052319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2687868782086052319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2687868782086052319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2009/04/too-late-when-u-see-this.html' title='too late when u see this,'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-3313867089262576266</id><published>2009-04-20T03:51:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T04:54:30.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my god im typing an essay on my life.</title><content type='html'>i just realised my blog is almost 5 years old.&lt;br /&gt;havent changed the url or deleted off any post since then.&lt;br /&gt;woahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i feel like unprivatizing this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;but for idk what reason.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just for the fun of it. but i guess ill end up making it private again.&lt;br /&gt;because im so used to it, this way. huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets see where did i stop at?(goes back to archive)&lt;br /&gt;ahhh smac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished my lastttt event with smac, which is FO training camp(FOT)&lt;br /&gt;camp theme was survival. arun kumar brilliant idea.&lt;br /&gt;throughout the camp, i can see and feel that the campers enjoyed themselves.&lt;br /&gt;idk why, but to me they enjoy what they arent suppose to. lol. weird. but glad they had fun lah.&lt;br /&gt;i was doing logistic together with weida and weihao.&lt;br /&gt;its really good to be working behind the scene.&lt;br /&gt;ur always ahead of others, but also, sometimes u wished u can split urself into 2 and then do work faster. haha thank god there was the rest of the OC to help considering our camp manpower was only dependant on OC and no helpers. ehhh wait, only 1, james. hahah&lt;br /&gt;the thing i like about being in a camp is because i get to work together with my close friends. esp when they are all OCs. tts what i feel. we can execute things better that way. when most of the time we think things shud be this way, it always happens the other way. and when we think things shud happen the other way, it always happens this way. tskkkkk. to put it in an easier term, camp always got cock up, but cock up are always meant to last for about 5 minutes, after that sure got solution. because when cock up happen, plan impromtu comes into play(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SeuKmBynedI/AAAAAAAABh0/fXWdX3ru7iA/s1600-h/IMG_0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326503370216143314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SeuKmBynedI/AAAAAAAABh0/fXWdX3ru7iA/s320/IMG_0495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after FOT, i decided to give it a rest. want to sebok2 at FOC lah. come and see the freshies and the juniors being the OC.&lt;br /&gt;came only for 1st supper, 3rd night nightwalk and sleptover for breakcamp.&lt;br /&gt;FOC is always a bonding thing. looking back, i fucking wasted myself for nt gng my year FOC and making more friends because i was busy getting wassssted at my own chalet, one day b4 sch starts-_-&lt;br /&gt;but heck, i still made alot of friends lah.&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyy. FOC was goood. ofcourse lah, campers where know anything. got cockup also they dont know. esp timing wise. lol&lt;br /&gt;when bapok night was suppose to start at 11, it kicked off at about 1? but the show was gooood. sporting lah they all. but mr matreps just had to be a fuss when campers were busy dancing. *thumbsdown*&lt;br /&gt;annddd i managed to sing alot of camp song during break camp. sing until shiok lah everyone. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;overall, i give the whole of the FOC OC 09/10 a big round of applause before leaving home. annnddd i also made a handful of friends with the freshies lah.&lt;br /&gt;so next time when i drop by sp to meet bby, i can still slack in club. heh&lt;br /&gt;on another note, fuck it. when i see the campers and juniors having fun like this. i wished i was still stuying. alah fuck. wake upppppppp/ hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movingggggg onnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to talk about my bike lah.&lt;br /&gt;because i realised baby named phantom. but didnt named by zed.&lt;br /&gt;so can u bby, give a name to the zed? or anyoneeee?&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;this is the current status of my bike.&lt;br /&gt;although it doesnt look that nice, i like it to be simple.&lt;br /&gt;why? cause one fine day if luck and fate wasnt on ur side, and some clown decide to bang u from behind or some clown decide to put sand and oil at the conering point and i fall off my bike. cosmetic wise its easy to repair because its fully black.&lt;br /&gt;a few cans of black spray paint will do the job. ahah&lt;br /&gt;further more me together with bom, bo and apai loves DIY-ing our bikes.&lt;br /&gt;the last time my zed got into an accident, it took us only 2 days to revamp it back.&lt;br /&gt;u send to shop, 2 weeks also nv get lah dey.&lt;br /&gt;another thing, talking about being on the road, i have yet to continue my car license. i swear im still stucked at 3 lessons. i MUST go starting from next week. or my tp on the may 15 next month burn already.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i hate to do something i dont like to do.&lt;br /&gt;but for the sake of the family, i have to lah.&lt;br /&gt;i dont really like being in a car cause it gives me motion sickness. weird huh.&lt;br /&gt;unless its raining, ok fine ill take the cab lah if its urgent. if not i rather wait for the rain to stop then go.&lt;br /&gt;ask me why lah i dont like car.&lt;br /&gt;because this weird fauzi thinks a bike is more safer than a car.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha time for a reality check? yes i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;i STILL think a bike is safer than a car.&lt;br /&gt;BUTTT ppl always think the opposite of me.&lt;br /&gt;halo mister if a fucking tree drop right on ur car while u are driving. u get trap and burn in the car. which one worst? atleast i can escape! hahah&lt;br /&gt;ok im talking crap.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its my passion for bikes. i know im not that bikenatic because i only start to love motorcycle when i took my license. but my passion grew, and it grew in a weird way.&lt;br /&gt;i love cruising bike, but i want to corner. i love the speed but i hate sportsbike.&lt;br /&gt;i can dismantle my bike, but not the engine. i love the smell of 2t but i hate seeing too much smoke. i like the feel of my body going nearer to the ground as i make the corner AND i also enjoy the feeling of having my balls stucked at my throat while doing that.&lt;br /&gt;u ask me run for 20 mins i pancet, u ask me ride for 20 mins, i ride for 20 hours also can.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god, im so in love with riding:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SeuG3RXHrOI/AAAAAAAABhs/35BqoXz2Eq0/s1600-h/IMG_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326499268407045346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SeuG3RXHrOI/AAAAAAAABhs/35BqoXz2Eq0/s320/IMG_0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SeuG3BpqVGI/AAAAAAAABhk/HW6RedtUMAQ/s1600-h/IMG_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326499264189846626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SeuG3BpqVGI/AAAAAAAABhk/HW6RedtUMAQ/s320/IMG_0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ofcourse this girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SeuKmrYC7dI/AAAAAAAABh8/IgETil8Zets/s1600-h/IMG_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326503381378985426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SeuKmrYC7dI/AAAAAAAABh8/IgETil8Zets/s320/IMG_0435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have sooo much to talk about her. heh&lt;br /&gt;we just passed our 70th week last saturday.&lt;br /&gt;yaya call us old fashion or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;but she loves it when i wished her on our every weekasary.&lt;br /&gt;we're still going strong okay. even though sometimes she feel like stabbing me 1 million times and asking me to go and die and ask me to mind my own business. heheh&lt;br /&gt;but u know me. so matter how i enjoy myself, i will always go back to the person i love most.&lt;br /&gt;yes fauzi is a human. he is not a robot.&lt;br /&gt;human make mistake. robot also make mistake.&lt;br /&gt;but the difference between this two is that, robot make mistake u can shut them off and kill them and nobody even cares.&lt;br /&gt;but for me, when i make mistake, i wanna learn and change. but even so when one discovers the mistake, they dont learn straight away, it takes time.&lt;br /&gt;u know i always like to go out with my close friends and just lepak, and talk whatever we can think of. i know u find it redundent but that was during my schooling time, but now, ive just graduated and my time is verryyyy inoccupied. so if im not working, then ill be with u, unless i have things to do on my own or with my friends. u can always call me to check on me to see what im doing. ive nv say that ur a disturbance, right? hehe i learn this from somewhere lah i forget. "we dont have to be together to feel the love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bby, listen here, ill make it short and simple. no matter what or how its gonna be, ill always be with you. i know we have always dream of getting married now, so that we can live together and stuffs. but think again, encik kamarozaman is waiting back there for me to change. and ur mum, i hope she doesnt say anything bad about me everytime she sees me. maybe we have to change, stop making her pissed but make her happy from now. how? i also dont know ehhh. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;bby, sometimes im really confused to how u treat me whenever we have arguements. next time i want to hear words coming from ur mouth kay. i prefer things to be settled by us talking things out and crying together. and not i talk, then after tt when we go home, u start to msg me. or in another case i go to ur block, cry u a river(real on ok, not fake) and things always ends with a kiss, hug and a smile on our faces. heheh i love u bby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i realised ive been typing a lil tad too many. and im just gonna end it off here.&lt;br /&gt;but before i go, let me tell u those who still has access to this blog, im keeping it private. why? cause im so used to it being like this lah. better. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and ohhhhhhhh. ive shifted house already. so take note yeah!&lt;br /&gt;watch out for my next major post. i should be about my poly life and graduaaaaation!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna wear the robe and the hat and have my mother, father, sisters and bby beside me in the photo! :)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-3313867089262576266?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/3313867089262576266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-191161927572992123</id><published>2009-03-07T17:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:14:28.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smac add 08/09</title><content type='html'>and finally, my own year add that i attend.&lt;br /&gt;i went during my year 1 as a more like a see-see-look-look.&lt;br /&gt;2nd year i was there to do events with hafiz. &lt;br /&gt;and this this year, i was there as a graduate(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a blast i can say, though its nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;still beats the odd of having alot of good friend, and the girlfriend on the same table. and plus a funny mc which i think that they always have the same jokes. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this year, i felt the hype of dressing myself up for this dinner, and im sure the rest does too. like those ppl who spent alot of just their blazer, me and safe got ours for about 20 bucks each :D&lt;br /&gt;i was dressing up like a FBI agent, gng to a funeral, bodyguard, agent wyatt, chaffeaur or whoever u want to call me as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, after dinner, baby had to go home because her daddy was there to fetch her back:(&lt;br /&gt;then i rode fi home to take his bike then meet the rest at marina barrage. was there just to slack. b4 gng to to geylang to eat you tiao and soyabean then proceed hme cause everyone was tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, and i won the 3rd prize for the lucky draw. heh.&lt;br /&gt;i think my luck is in this school.&lt;br /&gt;in year 1 i won a thumbdrive during mmsp.&lt;br /&gt;last year for spsu ad, i won a nintendo ds lite.&lt;br /&gt;and this year, i won a samsung mp3 player!&lt;br /&gt;hahah yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ADD was a blast:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SbJIrJ8Ur2I/AAAAAAAABhc/aDElX9J8pko/s1600-h/Image540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SbJIrJ8Ur2I/AAAAAAAABhc/aDElX9J8pko/s320/Image540.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310386816863743842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SbJIqwKgMII/AAAAAAAABhU/pO2FmTBOSFM/s1600-h/ADD02.0809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SbJIqwKgMII/AAAAAAAABhU/pO2FmTBOSFM/s320/ADD02.0809.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310386809943896194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SbJIqhSh3XI/AAAAAAAABhM/U6mYgAArKAs/s1600-h/ADD1-0809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SbJIqhSh3XI/AAAAAAAABhM/U6mYgAArKAs/s320/ADD1-0809.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310386805951028594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SbJIqGeGAWI/AAAAAAAABhE/Z-cnNwgcdU0/s1600-h/P06-03-09_20.04%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SbJIqGeGAWI/AAAAAAAABhE/Z-cnNwgcdU0/s320/P06-03-09_20.04%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310386798751777122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SbJIqKmbnjI/AAAAAAAABg8/a0ZsEJi6mlk/s1600-h/P06-03-09_20.01%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SbJIqKmbnjI/AAAAAAAABg8/a0ZsEJi6mlk/s320/P06-03-09_20.01%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310386799860489778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, me and baby just turned 16th!&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh baby, nothing can describe our relationship now because im do freaking in love with you as the day pass by. hehe&lt;br /&gt;you, office lady... heheheh&lt;br /&gt;muacks muacks muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i got some issues here i just wanna say it out.&lt;br /&gt;if u've got a problem, just come and say right in the face.&lt;br /&gt;whatever wrong she has done, u all keep bragging about the evidence u all have. why not just bring out the evience, show it to the me cause he has got allllll the time in the world to listen to crappy girls whining. then maybe all of us can decide who is right and who is wrong. posting whatever sits u have in the blog and creating issues and haters aint gonna do u girls any good. u people think a friendship is nothing because i dare say u ppl havent found whom ur real friends are, yet. who far or who long have u known them? how many shits have u been thru together? still dare to call urself as bestie when u ppl know nothing bout each other? how well can u know each other over the net? crap. go get a job that pays u 3-5k a month b4 u talk money and friendship to me lah, for goodness sake a bunch of fake faced, money hearted people. go get a real face before u talk to me, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i feel good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-191161927572992123?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/191161927572992123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=191161927572992123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/191161927572992123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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why.&lt;br /&gt;place here is too good.&lt;br /&gt;near to anywhere i want.&lt;br /&gt;ive never complain if i have to travel jurong or changi because toa payoh is too centralized.&lt;br /&gt;people here are quiet and friendly, they mind their own business even after they said hi to u.&lt;br /&gt;this house has many memories. this is where i really grew up and spend my teenage years.&lt;br /&gt;my childhood is back at geylang bahru, and soon next month, im going back there to remincse the place.&lt;br /&gt;a whole new life over there. thats where im going to stay for the rest of my life b4 i get married.&lt;br /&gt;wow, a new environment to adjust to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-9182031679595464832?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/9182031679595464832/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-3366416917823384661</id><published>2009-01-05T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:50:49.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fatal blow</title><content type='html'>bby, i really didnt expect those to come out from ur msgges.&lt;br /&gt;it really shocked me that i fell lying down on my bed like all my muscle has malfunction. i burst into tears which i tried to hold back but i couldnt.&lt;br /&gt;even until now, im crying like a baby. i hope there's a better way out of this. i couldnt believe this just happen. its like putting a condemmed stamp on my heart. it seems like uve already given up on me. finally letting out the truth after 14 months of love i showered u with ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz :`(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7017095.post-2757534407559792112</id><published>2009-01-05T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:38:47.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:`((((</title><content type='html'>Tak dapat nakku gambarkan sayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Betapa kuatnya cintaku ini&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya tuhan saja yang tahu &lt;u&gt;niatku yang suci&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingin terus hidup bahagia denganmu&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari hari ke hari kurasa&lt;br /&gt;Kasih sayang kusemakin dalam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tak pernah kubenci padamu&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Walaupun hatiku pernah dilukai&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jangan kau pergi meninggalkanku&lt;br /&gt;Tak sanggupku berpisahmu&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana nanti bila aku rindu&lt;br /&gt;Dimana tempat nakku bermanja&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Demi tuhanku sayang padamu&lt;br /&gt;Airmata menjadi saksinya&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana lagi hendakku buktikan&lt;br /&gt;Kesetiaannya cintaku ini&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apakah lagi yang kau mahu&lt;br /&gt;Tak cukupkah pengorbananku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Semoga kau mengerti perasaanku&lt;br /&gt;Betapa ikhlasnya cintaku&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bila hatiku sudah sayang&lt;br /&gt;Bukan mudah nakku lupakan&lt;br /&gt;Biarpun pedih dugaan&lt;br /&gt;Relaku hadapi sayang&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta lahir dari lubuk hati&lt;br /&gt;Bukan sengaja di paksa - paksa&lt;br /&gt;Sekali bilaku jatuh cinta oh... selamanya&lt;br /&gt;aku ingin bersamamu sayang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-2757534407559792112?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SWDiwadwPAI/AAAAAAAABd8/zMYkcEXx6vA/s320/Image406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling devastated, dissapointed, hurt and terribly sad.&lt;br /&gt;i stil cant believe u said that u think my love is not genuine.&lt;br /&gt;after all the days that marks our 14th today eh b?&lt;br /&gt;:`(((((&lt;br /&gt;i made a mistake, i deserved what u told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SWDizW9TeCI/AAAAAAAABec/YlxQYsC01a4/s1600-h/Image417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287475334496876578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SWDizW9TeCI/AAAAAAAABec/YlxQYsC01a4/s320/Image417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SWDiy0I00aI/AAAAAAAABeU/0jYr6kdy_ys/s1600-h/Image416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287475325149958562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SWDiy0I00aI/AAAAAAAABeU/0jYr6kdy_ys/s320/Image416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SWDiyVYdX8I/AAAAAAAABeM/UtVOcOuFB7A/s1600-h/Image415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287475316894031810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SWDiyVYdX8I/AAAAAAAABeM/UtVOcOuFB7A/s320/Image415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for u to see, im bikeless now and thank god this accident wasnt cause by me, it could have been worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had u now, i would have taken u out, bring u to somewhere i dont even know where i am, skip sch tmrw and try to make headlines in the paper days after.&lt;br /&gt;but too bad, i lost u too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dearest khadijah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b, i know i havent and never been the perfect boyfriend that u have always wanted. i know that ive always gone against ur wished, doing things that u didnt like. i know that u have always hated me for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i admit i love motorcycle, and i have a wide circle of friends. yes, i admit, i neglected u just to have fun with my motorcyle. yes, i admit that i didnt care for you enough. yes, i admit that im the worst boyfriend you ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whats the point of writing all these when u have already know that im the worst and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been crying in saturday, day and night, no matter where am i, at home or on my bike, i cried. i bet u didnt know i cried yesterday during and after work. yesterday work was the fatal punch. baby, u ignored me. when i gave u water to drink, when i tried to have eye contact with you, when i tried to smile when u walk pass me. when i hold ur hand to try to talk to u. b, i know i did my wrongs. i know u hate me, you do.&lt;br /&gt;:''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-5114293030062626547?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/5114293030062626547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=5114293030062626547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5114293030062626547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5114293030062626547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;tapi ku tahu semua itu;&lt;br /&gt;tak akan kembali lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat tinggal pada kenagan;&lt;br /&gt;selamat tinggal pade mu kawan;&lt;br /&gt;terimah kasih ku ucapkan;&lt;br /&gt;untuk cinta kita mengakhiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-6601783788144174727?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/6601783788144174727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=6601783788144174727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/6601783788144174727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SUU7LInaK2I/AAAAAAAABds/4aqhj-aqMLA/s320/P09-12-08_18.36%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279691200639150946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SUU7LDNG61I/AAAAAAAABdc/zGsR9qGnfBM/s1600-h/P09-12-08_18.06%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SUU7LDNG61I/AAAAAAAABdc/zGsR9qGnfBM/s320/P09-12-08_18.06%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279691199186660178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SUU7KDd_AdI/AAAAAAAABdU/bIkLvlRQJo8/s1600-h/P09-12-08_18.02%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SUU7KDd_AdI/AAAAAAAABdU/bIkLvlRQJo8/s320/P09-12-08_18.02%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279691182077575634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if u dont think i can,&lt;br /&gt;tell me;&lt;br /&gt;i will do anything to be with you again, anything.&lt;br /&gt;just tell me :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-7309285917921945933?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/7309285917921945933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=7309285917921945933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/7309285917921945933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/7309285917921945933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/12/even-if-u-dont-think-i-can-tell-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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/__c5s95O6Zc8/SUU7LInaK2I/AAAAAAAABds/4aqhj-aqMLA/s72-c/P09-12-08_18.36%5B3%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-5334867044454112675</id><published>2008-12-02T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:43:03.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sickkkk</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;im having mst&lt;br /&gt;and im sick&lt;br /&gt;last paper already.&lt;br /&gt;must be the combination of 5-6 hours of sleep in 48hrs due to not listening in class and also my sister who has been having this influenza virus for a few days running.&lt;br /&gt;germs is all over the hse, and i just have to get infected with it.&lt;br /&gt;shittttz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-5334867044454112675?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/5334867044454112675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=5334867044454112675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5334867044454112675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5334867044454112675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/12/sickkkk.html' title='sickkkk'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-815258454497018730</id><published>2008-11-30T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T18:04:24.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on thursday a secondary school friend of mine passed away in a motorcycle accident.&lt;br /&gt;we often joke in groups during secondary school time when cliques comes together.&lt;br /&gt;i saw her a few weeks before she left the world, she also had a friendster comment few days after we saw each other.&lt;br /&gt;and another moment, she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;leaving so many loved one behind.&lt;br /&gt;what i heard is that its a big news in bendemeer sec until almost all the teacher who taught her came down for her funeral.&lt;br /&gt;came as a shocked to all of us.&lt;br /&gt;rest in peace fellow rider&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-815258454497018730?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/815258454497018730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=815258454497018730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/815258454497018730'/><link rel='self' 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plan, an exact reanactment of 041107.&lt;br /&gt;same place, same program, same stuffs. heh&lt;br /&gt;i bought us a couple ring as our 1st year present!&lt;br /&gt;this ring means alot to us&lt;br /&gt;it is to signify our 1 year being together thru thick and thin!&lt;br /&gt;our everlasting love for each other no matter what!&lt;br /&gt;i even got our name engraved on individual ring.&lt;br /&gt;so lets say on my ring, i have baby's name and a heart engraved on it.&lt;br /&gt;if i miss her, ill look and kiss the ring, somehow it brings me closer to her. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 1 year with baby passed so fast. it feels like we just got together, and its still feels like it on that day.&lt;br /&gt;me and her went thru alot, and i mean alot.&lt;br /&gt;i have never liked failures, but even if i do, ill get up and try again and never give up, ill still go strong.&lt;br /&gt;same for this.&lt;br /&gt;my first girl, even if we quarrell, iv never gave up. ill always keep going for what i want, and that is to make baby my wife.&lt;br /&gt;ive taken care of her for 1 whole year, im gonna continue taking care of her the next 10, 20, 100 years to come.&lt;br /&gt;she means alot to me, and even haters cant bring neither me or us down.&lt;br /&gt;and im god damm sure our feelings for each other are still very strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i know its been 3 days we saw each other eversince i blew at u after sports day.&lt;br /&gt;but i really didnt mean it. i didnt mean it syg, pls forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;ur all i can ever have, and im missing you so much.&lt;br /&gt;im so lonely that i keep thinking of u and looking at the ring all the time.&lt;br /&gt;all because of my stupid fucking attitude, both of us got to suffer.&lt;br /&gt;im really sorry syg.&lt;br /&gt;i love you, i still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-1st-year.html' title='our 1st year(:'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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/__c5s95O6Zc8/SR8SeDn5wHI/AAAAAAAABC0/uZySBhXJB44/s72-c/DSC00028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-3377934336016560908</id><published>2008-11-02T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:21:35.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>never thought we could last this long(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very blessed((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-3377934336016560908?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/3377934336016560908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=3377934336016560908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/3377934336016560908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/3377934336016560908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/11/never-thought-we-could-last-this-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-2810447233098115440</id><published>2008-10-27T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:42:03.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1111</title><content type='html'>OKAY IM BACK TO UPDATEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;jyeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay alot have been happening, and i seriouly mean ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;alot until i cannot think of what to type. nvm ill type slowly as im in the mood to update my dusty old blog now. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to start off with, school.&lt;br /&gt;its been allright, u know im still trying to get into the studying mood.&lt;br /&gt;just a few months left, then im out of SP.&lt;br /&gt;definetly ALOT of memories there that i wont forget. friends and baby. gosh, too much, too much.&lt;br /&gt;fyp is finally proceeding. my grp has overcome the major stage of our practical work.&lt;br /&gt;we just disected the stern tube seal last week and we did a really fine job out of it. great job guys!&lt;br /&gt;and im still thinking if i wana play for intercons.&lt;br /&gt;i have alot of commitments suddenly. and i dont want to neglect anyone of those. never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM FINALLY GONNA DRIVE TMRW! yay! hahah after 2 years of procrastinating, im finnally starting tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait cant wait! i know ill atleast stall the car 5 times! WOO! i just got a feeling. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari raya is coming to a close. and i had a fair share of money and also fun gng out with my friends and stuffs. nothing much on the family part. except for the emotionaly reconcilation(spell check confirm wrong) with my sister. im glad we're just good together already.&lt;br /&gt;didnt really have a SBF raye outing this year. but we did went out on a couple2 outing together with bo, bom, faiz and acit with their girls. ofcourse, khad was with me. she wasnt in the pic cause she only joined us later that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SQXbRG9amUI/AAAAAAAABCE/jJQL3o_mbC0/s1600-h/1_307642557l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SQXbRG9amUI/AAAAAAAABCE/jJQL3o_mbC0/s320/1_307642557l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261852826624760130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u know, for this raye, i went to baby hse to seek forgiveness from her dad for whatever mistakes ive done and for the troubles ive cause.&lt;br /&gt;the moment there was heart wrenching. i swear tt i almost died at baby hse that night! hehe&lt;br /&gt;but im just glad that me and her dad cleared the air(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;125z outing!&lt;br /&gt;organizer was me, and i was freaking late because i was waiting for faiz!&lt;br /&gt;we had major fun.&lt;br /&gt;last time was with phantom, now its with the zeds.&lt;br /&gt;its great to know more new people which i can seek help from, well who knows when the time is right for me to ask for help, right?&lt;br /&gt;there were 11-13 of us. plus 2 from our yamaha family and also a GSX in the convoy.&lt;br /&gt;well, being the lead bikes takes alot of skills, and im still learning.&lt;br /&gt;good experience after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SQXdGqOVjGI/AAAAAAAABCc/_ZK_a3tGft0/s1600-h/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SQXdGqOVjGI/AAAAAAAABCc/_ZK_a3tGft0/s320/008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261854846135667810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SQXdGD9Y28I/AAAAAAAABCU/I0SNsCDKsiA/s1600-h/image26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SQXdGD9Y28I/AAAAAAAABCU/I0SNsCDKsiA/s320/image26.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261854835864034242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SQXdF95Gj5I/AAAAAAAABCM/VF2rw8jf54U/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SQXdF95Gj5I/AAAAAAAABCM/VF2rw8jf54U/s320/image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261854834235445138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyyy, bikes aside.&lt;br /&gt;anddd wanna know smth im damm proud of?(even though baby thinks its stupid, but i think of it as an achievement)&lt;br /&gt;i havent been putting any money on my bike on mods or whatever nonsense! haha&lt;br /&gt;thats because ive been pumping money else where..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is ...baby's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;u know i really hope i made her the happiest girl in the world on her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;even though the whole day is nothing much, i hope she liked what i planned for her.&lt;br /&gt;i bought her an adidas bag with gifts inside! a pair of Havianas, YvesSaintLaurent perfume, an Everlast watch, a sweet jarrr, a couple turtle, a birthday card and a photo stand for her and i think tts all.&lt;br /&gt;we had a surprise birthday celebration at IMM swensen together with arun, saf, wei hao, jin zhao and wei da. i bought her an ice cream cake!&lt;br /&gt;after which we went to play bowling with bo, bom and faiz with their girls and have KFC after that.&lt;br /&gt;and u know, eversince her birthday, both of us have been going really well? its close to 2 weeks now and we havent had a single arguement yet. expect when she wants to play2 around with me, nak step merajok lah tuuuuu. heheh alalalalalalal(:&lt;br /&gt;im really thankful for this.&lt;br /&gt;i can really see that baby's changing for this relationship. she's more cheerful and talketive now. which i loveeee its soooo much. u know that darling? its something i havent said to u before huh darl?&lt;br /&gt;i thank u for being with me everyday by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SQXgjtcazmI/AAAAAAAABCk/HkTOdVuipDM/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SQXgjtcazmI/AAAAAAAABCk/HkTOdVuipDM/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261858643751128674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww, i love this two girls more than ever now.&lt;br /&gt;im glad me and baby is getting along fine.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention, how good me and my sis are now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-2810447233098115440?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/2810447233098115440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=2810447233098115440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2810447233098115440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2810447233098115440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/10/1111.html' title='1111'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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/__c5s95O6Zc8/SQXbRG9amUI/AAAAAAAABCE/jJQL3o_mbC0/s72-c/1_307642557l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-8226620628322052822</id><published>2008-10-14T01:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T04:50:44.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe i should let out somethings i have been keeping to myself for so long now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's topic: (insert what u want here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) do u think its my fault? u never tried to contact me to ask if im busy or not or what im doing.&lt;br /&gt;u never drop me an sms, i have NEVER seen ur miss call whenever i woke up. how many times have i called u and but with no answer to the phone? same reasons everytime, no?&lt;br /&gt;have u ever thought that one call from me could be so important like if that one and only call i can make determines my life and death? u never thought about that, didnt u. obviously, u didnt cared at all. and please dont say that im saying nonsense because i know u will say that im talking shit here. think again if these events never occured to us before? well, let me give u an example. just now evening at 6.15 i gave u a call, no answers. oh well, i dont have to give any more example, because for the past few months, there isnt one time which i called and u answered in one or two or three attempts. yes, no? dont believe? ask urself this. and u think ur the only one feeling neglected here? yes, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i dont know is it me, or you or the way u answer my sms or talk to me. pls lah eh, pls be more interested. from what see, ur not putting in any effort. yes? no? refer to the sms on 12 oct on 10.09pm. maybe ill save u the trouble of refering, ill post it up here. "oh. no comment" this is after i told u i miss u. how did i feel? heart broken? yes, no? never thought of it? i was broken into pieces but u never know. u only know that if things were to arise again, ill be coming back, running, speeding to ur hse, crying the shit out to beg u to forgive me. yes, no? never thought of it? why the hell was i so stupid to just go back to u time and time and again compared to how many times have u got back to me? just once when u run after me when i left u under ur block, u went al the way up the mrt platform to get me back. and another, when u decided to patch things up during my birthday. remember? yes, no? ive always put the bad side on me to make me look, or maybe i am the bad person in this relationship. yes, no? maybe because i pampared u too much already since day 1. and do u know how confused i felt after each and everyone of our arguement and quarrels? because i dont even know who was in the wrong, or what did I do wrong. yes, no? u never told me. so, why cant i be pampered? and also, dont think i like it when i meet u and u give me a stupid attitude which hell i didnt know what strucked me out of a sudden. u gave me an attitude which i havent thank u for that yet right? sometimes i wonder, why cant we just talk things out properly, face to face instead of keeping it to ourself and have war of words on the net or sms. iam always ready to talk things out. i dont know if u know ive tried talking, but u keep quiet EVERY single time we tried to talk things out. remember? yes, no? let me remind u about that time when u went back from terawih, which i got a total silence from you, from the start till the end. do u think im a kind of a scanning device which is suppose to read people's mind? though ur my girlfriend, i know how will u react to certain stuffs and how u will take certain thing and what u will do next. but ur mind, is something i cannot predict from just looking and observing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) in addition to point number 1, how come i didnt get to be asked out? and stop yada-ing with ur reasons that im always busy. busy with this, busy with that. and also reasons that im out with my friends till wee morning and ill be tired to go out the next day. sometimes i wonder if u apprieciate my presense whenever we go out. even though i know its my fault when i nap when we're watching a movie. but thats when i know i couldnt take it but knock out for awhile because i dont want to be sleeping when we're riding back home later. but lets get back to the main point. how many times have u asked me out? the number can be counted by hand. i dont think u will need the toes to count so soon. well, i dont think u cared abt me anyway. ur always thinking im out with my bikers friends and modding and having fun with my bike and just siting under the moon, wasting time, smoking away and slacking doing nothing. yes, no? even if im out, i never got ur msg or ur call asking what am i doing or who am i with. i havent really felt that u cared for me when im not there with u - that kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) and i bet this is something new to u. im sorry to tell u that i hate being control and pressure. but ive learn to get over and get used to this because i love you so much and iv changed to suit this matter. i couldnt take it last time but i kept it to myself but im now letting it out. i hate the way how secretly dont like me to go out at night with my friends and how u dont(even if told me u let me during my birthday) like me to play around with my bike. maybe u dont understand me. not at all. im not the type who stays at home. maybe if ur my mum or my sis, u will know. im sorry that i have and use to have this type of lifestyle. i hate staying home. even if im tired, ill sleep then i wake up then ill find something to do, outside. and u know, dont say i never put u on top of my friends. maybe u dont know how many times ive cancelled programs with my friends just to be with u. sorry if that sacrifice wasnt big at all. sometimes, even if i have or need to go out with my friends, ill go meet them after we're done with our programs of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will stop at point number 4 because this coming 4th is when we're celebrating our 1 year anniversary. im sorry that towards the last 6 months, we're scrapping through all because of what i did wrong and not urs.&lt;br /&gt;and i realised, us not talking and solving face to face and letting it all out on each other is the MAIN, and MAJOR source of our problems. agree? yes, no? think about this urself. im always ready to talk. and i know its ur nature to just keep quiet when something irks u. but DO YOU really THINK that by keeping quiet, things will just be gone and solved naturally. do you? yes, no? think again.&lt;br /&gt;and why this post has too many question and question marks shows how confused am i right now, really. too many questions to ask, none which has the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if i made u cry, but ive already cried a shit out of myself now while typing this that i cannot take it anymore. i hate the way u wrote those stuffs down which made me tear almost immediately. ill leave u till ur happy, maybe one fine day when i open my hse door or when i happen to be around school doing my own things, i get to see u again :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-8226620628322052822?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/8226620628322052822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>fauzi</title><content type='html'>he always gets blamed, blasted, bombarded, beaten up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one good this about him is that, he has never gave up on anyone he loves.&lt;br /&gt;too bad too sad for him, his life has got to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully, he's strong enough to face this all alone.&lt;br /&gt;he knows how fragile his heart is.&lt;br /&gt;and he's damm sure he will breakdown and cry soon.&lt;br /&gt;even better, breakdown and die.&lt;br /&gt;nobody cares anyway, she doesnt. and who's damm sure he do care about himself?&lt;br /&gt;why dont u try running back to him?&lt;br /&gt;and see what's his like now.&lt;br /&gt;puffy eyes and and a worn out mind.&lt;br /&gt;he will just drop dead anytime soon starting from now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-4667065976807002333?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-3258508624359518677</id><published>2008-10-13T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T01:20:29.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mum is sick, and i have an uncle who is dying soon because of lung cancer.&lt;br /&gt;and though im not close to my uncle, i still feel for him.&lt;br /&gt;and also though im not an avid smoker(i think he smokes twice, thrice as me), i still think its time for me to quit sooner or later. somehow my mind and willpower is not strong enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pity my mum, she's down with fever and flu and cough. and seeing her like that makes me feel very sad for her.&lt;br /&gt;i just gave her a back massage and she's sweating cold sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyah haiyah haiyah i dont even know what im talking about. at the rate im gng, i think if i were to play corner sumwhere in spore, i fall also nobody bother. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said i miss u but u told me no comments. lol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proper updates soon.&lt;br /&gt;i promise, by end of next week.&lt;br /&gt;stay tune.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-3258508624359518677?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/3258508624359518677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=3258508624359518677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/3258508624359518677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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on my bed and held my hands, and gave me a hug. my afternoon was perfect already(: thanks baby.&lt;br /&gt;she helped my mum to bake cake and also help with a lil cooking for the break fast later.&lt;br /&gt;awhile after breakfast, we went out to keppel bay for our time together.&lt;br /&gt;it was a nice sight and a place for us to be together and have our lil talks and walks. heh&lt;br /&gt;after tt, it was home sweet home for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;totally enjoyed everything with my babygirl today though its not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had my sahor, i ate quite alot i think. i had hot milo with the cookies baby baked for me. they were yummmmy. esp those choc cornflakes and the choc chip cookies. i cant stop eating them. i also had those small potatoes baby cut just now, remember? heheh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time to sleep! gt work tmrw afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;gonna miss baby again, cause im working for 3 days straight till sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-5351958497569341042?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/5351958497569341042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=5351958497569341042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5351958497569341042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5351958497569341042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/09/surrounded-with-ur-love.html' title='surrounded with ur love.'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-5237567175710812941</id><published>2008-09-23T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:30:04.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gastric and insomia</title><content type='html'>i havent had a proper sleep 6 hours back.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts like hell,&lt;br /&gt;my heart feel even worst.&lt;br /&gt;now im out to somewhere u can find me even if i dissapear now and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tc from nw on, i wont be there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for all the trouble cause.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for REALLY making u think im a nice guy on the 4th november 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill just go to all our favourite places to relief all the memories, maybe some day u will see me sitting on the same spot we did 42 weeks and 5 days back, waiting for u.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, u can dont even bother to save this relationship, because 4 months back, it has already started to sink badly.&lt;br /&gt;and finally, the whole ting went into the sea fully, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye  ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-5237567175710812941?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/5237567175710812941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=5237567175710812941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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there, and to his surprise his girl was down at her opposite block, not alone. but with another guy. it wasnt that shocking for him cause this problem has persist for a couple of months and it was the same guy she was with few months back when the problem arises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can see straight from bo face that he wasnt angry. but rather dissapointed with his girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a guy whom she barely known for 3 weeks over a boyfriend who she is with for over 3 years already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she started keeping secret from him and acting strangely over a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i dont know whats the reason i post this up.&lt;br /&gt;i forget the motive already.&lt;br /&gt;but i just feel sad for bo. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;im blessed that i have my baby girl khad, whom i dearly trust so much!&lt;br /&gt;even if she has this private blog which i have no access too(which i hope one day ill have it. heh), im respecting her privacy. for all i know, the title of her private posting may just direct to me or a problem that she finds in this rship. i still trust her. i have faith in her and in this relationship that things will get better eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, even though we rarely spend time together during this fasting month, it makes me feel that im growing closer to her. my hearts grows out more to her. i cant wait to see her again. seriously, no body have any idea how much i miss that girl.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully on tuesday or wednesday ok baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, im gng to have an early sahor. sleep and then get to work tmrw afternoon and then head back to school at night after work for SpMLS night cycling trial. oh goodness, how did i get involved with MLS, tell me how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i miss you so much sayang :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-3837606960664804206?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/3837606960664804206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=3837606960664804206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/3837606960664804206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/3837606960664804206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/09/protect-whats-rightfully-urs.html' title='protect whats 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=5698106050441675953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5698106050441675953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5698106050441675953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-now-have-my-first-private-drafted.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-199773522030568341</id><published>2008-09-05T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T16:32:03.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when ur back.</title><content type='html'>baby, can the 1st thing u do is to call me on my phone?&lt;br /&gt;ill stop my work just to answer ur call and hear ur voice.&lt;br /&gt;pls pls pls pls call me when u get home.&lt;br /&gt;damm since tuesday, ive been missing u so much baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-199773522030568341?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/199773522030568341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=199773522030568341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/199773522030568341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/199773522030568341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-ur-back.html' title='when ur back.'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-7052043690534214953</id><published>2008-09-05T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:57:04.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy 10th mnth baby! love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(come home soon! i miss you too much already!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7017095.post-7775973550732941988</id><published>2008-09-03T22:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:02:48.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its been a reallyyyyyy longgggg time since ive updated.&lt;br /&gt;alot has happened and im glad its all behind now.&lt;br /&gt;exams and the girlfriends. its not easy, but i came through with it.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, WE, baby, came through with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are over, and im sure GPA 3.5 no more this sem.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it doesnt drop that bad, maybe till 3.2? i really hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and baby are doing good now, well, atleast we are.&lt;br /&gt;i know inside we are both trying to compromise with each other.&lt;br /&gt;i know she's trying her best to compromise with me.&lt;br /&gt;although i know she hates me for what im doing right now, for example hanging out late with my friends, and being obsessed with bikes, both of us cant live without each other.&lt;br /&gt;thats why im trying to change now, be more smart in when to be obsessed with my bike. heheh and also lessen my time out with friends and also more time out with baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats why i brought her to take a ride on the singapore flyer last sunday evening to.&lt;br /&gt;it was also part of our advance 10 mnthasary together, which byright, is tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;well i thought the time was the perfect time for her cause she wanted to see the sunsetting.&lt;br /&gt;but she had to make it home early cause she had to go for terawih. so 6.30 was the latest we can go, cause we had to catch the train home.&lt;br /&gt;well, it was an interesting and relaxing time up there esp when u can see almost everything down below, and to make things alot better, baby was right in my arms all the time(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u see, she's gone now.&lt;br /&gt;well not from me, but from singapore.&lt;br /&gt;she's in batam for her GYL camp.&lt;br /&gt;i bet she's having fun there. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;i sent her to tanah merah ferry terminal in the early morning, which is a longggg ride because its in such an ulu place.&lt;br /&gt;i left after she left.&lt;br /&gt;well, its so sad that she had to be away. but nvm, absence makes the heart grow faster!&lt;br /&gt;im missing her every second she's gone and i cant wait till she's back! and i hope the timing of her reaching back singapore is not the same as the timing that im working, if not, i dont know when till i get to see her again:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SL6bwQGu7NI/AAAAAAAABBs/sELCRRqRaJY/s1600-h/Image154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241798269565070546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SL6bwQGu7NI/AAAAAAAABBs/sELCRRqRaJY/s320/Image154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SL6bwolMR5I/AAAAAAAABB0/EN3KitnIK9E/s1600-h/Image160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241798276135274386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SL6bwolMR5I/AAAAAAAABB0/EN3KitnIK9E/s320/Image160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SL6bwvC5P7I/AAAAAAAABB8/DzJRuY7guO4/s1600-h/Image159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241798277870469042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SL6bwvC5P7I/AAAAAAAABB8/DzJRuY7guO4/s320/Image159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy advance 10 mnth babygirl!&lt;br /&gt;love you alot, you knowwww. heh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:// i bought you a bottle of Ribena Sparkling drink as a gift(: cause i remember that time u wanted to drink this, but we couldnt find it in the 7-11(((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-7775973550732941988?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/7775973550732941988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=7775973550732941988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/7775973550732941988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/7775973550732941988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-all-i-know-its-been-reallyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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/__c5s95O6Zc8/SL6bwQGu7NI/AAAAAAAABBs/sELCRRqRaJY/s72-c/Image154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-1701689975626686791</id><published>2008-08-27T09:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T09:36:34.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby,</title><content type='html'>have you ever wondered why i gave in everything we fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dissapointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lets just not regret the action we both gonna take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-1701689975626686791?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/1701689975626686791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=1701689975626686791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/1701689975626686791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/1701689975626686791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/08/baby.html' title='baby,'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-2137748919536023204</id><published>2008-08-23T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:28:22.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know u dont care if i cry.&lt;br /&gt;what makes me think u would care if i die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-2137748919536023204?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/2137748919536023204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=2137748919536023204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2137748919536023204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2137748919536023204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-know-u-dont-care-if-i-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-3806438767828134302</id><published>2008-08-23T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:24:33.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;puasku pertahankan, cinta kita sejak dulu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tapi sayang, sikit pun tidak menghargai cinta ku.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sia sia saja, pengorbanan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dah kesetiaanku ini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ku sangka kau permata, ruapanya duri paling berbisa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ku pasrah, dah berdoa, semoga tabah jiwaku.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tetapi bagaimana nak ku lawan jiwa yg siksa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kemana arah hendak ku tuju, bilang hatiku rindu padamu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-3806438767828134302?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/3806438767828134302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=3806438767828134302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/3806438767828134302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/3806438767828134302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;('/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-7191510863750286905</id><published>2008-08-23T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T23:01:09.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is a rare post from me.&lt;br /&gt;basiclly cause i have no one i can talk to right now.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to study, nothing goes in.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to walked around my neighbourhood, i didnt seem to get anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to play game, i didnt seem to know how to play.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to sit up straight, i fucking swear my back muscles are killing me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just try to get to sleep and forget about everything.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;pretty much very sad and in pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-7191510863750286905?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/7191510863750286905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=7191510863750286905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/7191510863750286905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/7191510863750286905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-rare-post-from-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-6686593363196551051</id><published>2008-08-10T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:05:32.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SJ70wfTqHmI/AAAAAAAABBc/AbXJkxYl_Bc/s1600-h/Image133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232888930925944418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SJ70wfTqHmI/AAAAAAAABBc/AbXJkxYl_Bc/s320/Image133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because ur the most wonderful lady i ever met in my life.&lt;br /&gt;and i enjoyed the whole date with you today.&lt;br /&gt;im glad we're back like before, like always. baby i love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;u colour my world, my life. every second and every night.&lt;br /&gt;im so blessed u have u right by my side(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SJ70wgwIksI/AAAAAAAABBk/8gBjTgH1UYk/s1600-h/Image141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232888931313816258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SJ70wgwIksI/AAAAAAAABBk/8gBjTgH1UYk/s320/Image141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for today.&lt;br /&gt;love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-6686593363196551051?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SJ70wfTqHmI/AAAAAAAABBc/AbXJkxYl_Bc/s72-c/Image133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-1933461722211261088</id><published>2008-08-09T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T17:53:25.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lonely, very lonely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-1933461722211261088?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/1933461722211261088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=1933461722211261088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/1933461722211261088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/1933461722211261088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/08/lonely-very-lonely.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-5533897336905138804</id><published>2008-08-07T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:02:02.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going down.</title><content type='html'>i wished tmrw will end fast.&lt;br /&gt;because i have like 1 million stuffs to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;2 test in a day which i havent prepare will make me go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;and because of this, it caused misunderstanding between me and baby.&lt;br /&gt;im really sorry sayang for this had to happen to u.&lt;br /&gt;i regret it alot having to vent it out on u.&lt;br /&gt;im really sorry sorry sorrrrrrrry x100000!&lt;br /&gt;if u never forgive me, idk what else to do.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i can concentrate while studying later.&lt;br /&gt;goddddd. time for me to get off this laptop.&lt;br /&gt;time to start studying for 2 test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-5533897336905138804?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/5533897336905138804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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it.</title><content type='html'>i made myself a promise, a promise that i wont change and if i had it changed, ill consider myself a failure and ill go haitus for a few years i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise ill nv two time you, i promise ill nv leave you.&lt;br /&gt;until the end of time, ill request for our sons to bury us side by side when we grow old and die.&lt;br /&gt;till we meet in heaven and continue our love up there, next time(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-5199008448664844533?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/5199008448664844533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=5199008448664844533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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of a sudden?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-764193258624797607?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/764193258624797607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=764193258624797607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/764193258624797607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/764193258624797607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-it-this-hard-being-20-year-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-8925105881194468878</id><published>2008-07-21T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:24:15.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear im living like in a prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once dark falls, there's only 1 light source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait, prison cell DO have lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depressed!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-8925105881194468878?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>fyp in the noon,&lt;br /&gt;work in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking tired but i gt a nice surprise when i got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you sis! and i mean it really.&lt;br /&gt;though we dont talk anymore,&lt;br /&gt;there's a part in my heart which still regards you as my sister, and always be.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if u still drop by here anymore to know how am i getting on with my life, but let me say this once again, thank you!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i gotta sleep now. baby girl is coming over tmrw morning to have breakfast together at mac! its been a longggg time since we had hotcakes. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-1806616068213169283?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-4942600494151670273</id><published>2008-07-08T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:41:11.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i close my eyes, all i see is you.&lt;br /&gt;when i open my eyes, all i see is you.&lt;br /&gt;i want to hold ur hands and walk with you.&lt;br /&gt;sing to you in the bus and walk you back home.&lt;br /&gt;because when i see you smile, u give me every reason to love you more and again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-4942600494151670273?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/4942600494151670273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>long day at school today.&lt;br /&gt;plant-d lab was like a killer 3 hours of trying to pretend to do work infront of SM.&lt;br /&gt;then had maths and i paid attention for khiat's class.&lt;br /&gt;and had a short lunch then the weather became wet and cold tt i fell asleep during spowering.&lt;br /&gt;then had break, went to search for the dvd baby wanted to watch.&lt;br /&gt;then went for IC tutorial, got back our result. dissapointment, but heck, considering i studied on the morning itself, not bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after class, i rushed down to club to meet baby because i miss her so much and i cant wait to get out of IC class.&lt;br /&gt;had a meal over at fc3, then gabriel came and meet me about work, briefed and pass me the stuffs for me to start work tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;then i head back to SBclub to watch coach carter with baby for our gems group assignment.&lt;br /&gt;nice movie! never get bored watching it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;baby said i watched the movie and get too feeling about it. hehehe. but nice whattttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt send baby home after that, sorry:( its not that i dont want.&lt;br /&gt;but my fiancial status doesnt allow me to do so despite being i know ur sick, hope u understand syg.&lt;br /&gt;if i had my ezlink topped up, then im left with 8 buckaroos plus for the week cause i spend 20+ on petrol.&lt;br /&gt;im super financially tight right now tt i have to hold 2 jobs. and thank god 1 job pays on the spot if there is a job, and another, weekly(the one im gonna start tmrw)&lt;br /&gt;the reason why im working is to help my family.&lt;br /&gt;its no fun living in this place with lights off when sun is down.&lt;br /&gt;we're on a saving scheme, we've even switched to pay-as-you-use electrical system.&lt;br /&gt;even my laptop is runned on batt now, only switch on current when i need to charge it and i off it when i go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;we seldom use the aircon nowadays and we've switched from using the normal room light to just a small energy saving lamp.&lt;br /&gt;cable vision have been cut off and all our handphones are changed to prepaid cards.&lt;br /&gt;we dont use dryers anymore but just hang up our clothes.&lt;br /&gt;if i need the lights to do somewhere, i go down to the study corner downstairs my block for awhile so i can atleast save up abit.&lt;br /&gt;if this is not bad enough, my dad is holding 3 jobs now. an additional two from the one he's having.&lt;br /&gt;a night shift job from monday to sunday, plus on the weekend, he has cooking to be done at malay weddings.&lt;br /&gt;i pity him so much that i want to support myself by working and studying hard as well.&lt;br /&gt;i think my sister is doing good with her job, provided she still goes to work. and she's supporting herself now, i seldom see her ask money from my parents.&lt;br /&gt;only left my lil sister, i hope she does well in school so she wont have a future this bad.&lt;br /&gt;im just trying to do my part for my family.&lt;br /&gt;i hope baby understand what im gng through right now.&lt;br /&gt;im trying to earn some money for myself, so i can support myself and have a decent time with baby so i need not depend on my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atleast now i know, money will be coming in soon, and i can pay off that small amount of money i owe hl and saf. sometimes, i wished jalal can just return me my 430 buckaroos and things can get a lil simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-6749262130947052952?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/6749262130947052952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>today, baby came over to my place to surprise me with gifts on my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;yes giftssssss!&lt;br /&gt;she was sooooo sweet i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;she got me allll my favourite stuffs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a total of 8 gifts, which resembles our 8th month together.&lt;br /&gt;it was in this hugeeee box of gifts with all the gifts inside.&lt;br /&gt;but that wasnt the main thing for me when she came.&lt;br /&gt;the moment i gave her the first hug in 5 days, tears rolled down my eyes straight because 1st, i missed her so much. 2nd, i felt very gulity from the way i treated her. 3rd, im sooo happy that me and khad are back together as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i begin opening the gifts one by one plus the letters she wrote for me. very very sweet indeed!&lt;br /&gt;she gave me a turtle to remind me of her! cuteeeeee&lt;br /&gt;i got a box fullll of my favourite sweets and chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;she gave me a HUGO boss perfume! which i think arun wants to buy also but in the end changed his mind cause im getting this. lol&lt;br /&gt;i got a mini nike basketball! something ive been eyeing for long just to keep and touch in my room!&lt;br /&gt;i got two tshirts from her, an adidas and nike tshirts!&lt;br /&gt;and finally, the gifts of all gifts.&lt;br /&gt;baby got me a miniature HARLEY DAVIDSON MOTORCYCLE MODEL and a HARLEY DAVIDSON ZIPPO LIGHTER! omggggggggggggg&lt;br /&gt;im so happy! but im even happier because i got the spend the day with my one and only!&lt;br /&gt;we went for brunch at tpy central, got coffee bean coffees then head back home for dvd!&lt;br /&gt;the next thing i know, i fell asleep on baby! heheheh&lt;br /&gt;baby put in so much time and effort plus money and creative brain juices to put all this for me and im so touched and appreciate every bits and pieces of it.&lt;br /&gt;to the most wonderful darling in the whole wide world, THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;nobody ever made me like you do.&lt;br /&gt;i love you!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SG9kIuN9W6I/AAAAAAAABBM/nhb6sTOMQCA/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219500594154003362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SG9kIuN9W6I/AAAAAAAABBM/nhb6sTOMQCA/s320/Image044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SG9kI4lG_AI/AAAAAAAABBU/VwY-_hr3uPc/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219500596935457794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SG9kI4lG_AI/AAAAAAAABBU/VwY-_hr3uPc/s320/Image045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i left the teenage world.&lt;br /&gt;time to be more matured and open in my thinking.&lt;br /&gt;i must put time aside for baby, family and friends and treat them all well.&lt;br /&gt;i had the best birthday celebration with baby today.&lt;br /&gt;i had a mini celebration with the relatives and nieces yest at changi which left me riding home all wet because of the sabo with water bomb, sea water and cakes.&lt;br /&gt;and iiiiii got a gift from god, which is, a wisdom tooth.&lt;br /&gt;though it hurts like hell now, a lil bit of happiness manage to put it away in no time(:&lt;br /&gt;i thank everyone who msged me with all the well wishes.&lt;br /&gt;i had a good time today(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-7194405703831861027?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/7194405703831861027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=7194405703831861027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-2004721564208520502</id><published>2008-07-05T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T02:03:41.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wish khad does well for her studies and get the gpa she always been wanting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wish khad doesnt get sick anymore/easily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wish khad copes well with work and studies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wish khad will be forever smiling and feeling happy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wish khad will understand me and my hobby better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wish khad and me will be more understanding.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wish khad and me will be just like day 1 we were together.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i wish khad and me last forever together even after we die.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my wishes after leaving the teenage world.&lt;br /&gt;good bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont worry baby, everything's gonna be allright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-2004721564208520502?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/2004721564208520502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=2004721564208520502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2004721564208520502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2004721564208520502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/07/birthday.html' title='the birthday'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-4287987370850868169</id><published>2008-07-04T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T20:08:05.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;happy&lt;/strike&gt; 8th month :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i screwed it up every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SG4Sj1d1oAI/AAAAAAAABBE/qduy_O2mJeA/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SG4Sj1d1oAI/AAAAAAAABBE/qduy_O2mJeA/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219129425025933314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-4287987370850868169?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/4287987370850868169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=4287987370850868169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/4287987370850868169'/><link rel='self' 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accumulated.&lt;br /&gt;from day 1 u start to be hating.&lt;br /&gt;why can i endure all these all night.&lt;br /&gt;oh, u just left me to die on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dont think im for real.&lt;br /&gt;what i do just doesnt make you feel.&lt;br /&gt;everything i do is never right.&lt;br /&gt;even not having you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be the one initiating&lt;br /&gt;just to make this relationship working&lt;br /&gt;i wont complain im tired or im in need,&lt;br /&gt;but baby, your all that i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many umpteen times we've have quarreled,&lt;br /&gt;im always the one at fault, have u wondered?&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to say ur bads cause it will just make things worst,&lt;br /&gt;i rather u blame me and ill get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished things could get a lil better.&lt;br /&gt;from what i see, its never gonna be any sooner.&lt;br /&gt;baby you wont see and know how much i love you.&lt;br /&gt;one in a million baby, we'll make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry :'(((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw will be a lonely 8 month, i have no her by myside.&lt;br /&gt;it will be the same for my big day on the 5th.&lt;br /&gt;i took a chance, and blew it.&lt;br /&gt;baby, its up to u now.&lt;br /&gt;we'll go on a vacation periodso you can get away from my stupid, sickly attitude. and hopefully if u were to come back to me, you will see a different person.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-3083755523117241045?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/3083755523117241045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-3281181627670416527</id><published>2008-07-02T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:52:48.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im facing the world, the world where nobody even trust you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;not even the loved ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-3281181627670416527?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/3281181627670416527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=3281181627670416527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-7684303754582193004?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/7684303754582193004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=7684303754582193004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/7684303754582193004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/7684303754582193004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/07/changes.html' title='changes..'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-540059608095861240</id><published>2008-07-01T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:07:16.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wished i can show u more care than what i feel now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-540059608095861240?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/540059608095861240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=540059608095861240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;stayed over in school from friday night till sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;did nothing but just slack here and there, and watch movie all this.&lt;br /&gt;i worked with wee kiat, wei da and hon leng at amk yesterday at this carnival.&lt;br /&gt;tiring lah, making kuih pie tee + singaporeans auntie is a not good combination.&lt;br /&gt;super stress as we need to make and entertain those auntie.&lt;br /&gt;just within that 3 hours, me and hon leng see many different charactor of singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;film them down and show them, i bet they have nv seen them self in action b4, thus like tt. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;after work, i went home for awhile then went down to madman's place to get some stuffs, then went to meet a buyer, haikel for the UMD.&lt;br /&gt;when i got back, we watched this horror movie, NOROI. its more like a documentary lah.&lt;br /&gt;fact or fiction, i dont know yet. but its sureeee scary sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part came after the movie, we went down to smoke, got forced by arun to go down to smoke.&lt;br /&gt;then arun and saf left the toilet halfway leaving me, wei da, wei hao and trey there.&lt;br /&gt;when we got back to club, arun popped up from behind the table with a birthday cake for me!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah i was freaking speechless i swear. surprised, touched and every single happy feeling was in me. i couldnt stop smiling lah!&lt;br /&gt;i totally didnt expect this advance birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, im leaving the teen world pretty soon): lol&lt;br /&gt;baby was part of their plan also! tskkk bad girl, bad girllll. heheheh&lt;br /&gt;too bad she couldnt come lah. haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SGefKeYQWsI/AAAAAAAABAc/K6SeoojZicE/s1600-h/P1090382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217313695634315970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SGefKeYQWsI/AAAAAAAABAc/K6SeoojZicE/s320/P1090382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SGefK6ttnjI/AAAAAAAABAk/AuT_0FjOPAI/s1600-h/P1090384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217313703240506930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SGefK6ttnjI/AAAAAAAABAk/AuT_0FjOPAI/s320/P1090384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SGefLDf3ELI/AAAAAAAABAs/ghW9QFE5r2U/s1600-h/P1090385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217313705598324914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SGefLDf3ELI/AAAAAAAABAs/ghW9QFE5r2U/s320/P1090385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SGefLRlePWI/AAAAAAAABA0/hfCDLHxgYuo/s1600-h/P1090388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217313709379960162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SGefLRlePWI/AAAAAAAABA0/hfCDLHxgYuo/s320/P1090388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SGefLr6oetI/AAAAAAAABA8/Mxr3DktxRIo/s1600-h/P1090391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217313716448033490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SGefLr6oetI/AAAAAAAABA8/Mxr3DktxRIo/s320/P1090391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she make it up to me by gng out with me tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's pay was finished on spending out together. heheheh&lt;br /&gt;we had major fun, yes major fun together! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;i freaking love her like to bits and pieces, no other girl can replace her.&lt;br /&gt;no, not now, later or forever.&lt;br /&gt;i love you babygirl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SGeZLQOENFI/AAAAAAAABAU/4_8AZ6n3JWY/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217307111943582802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SGeZLQOENFI/AAAAAAAABAU/4_8AZ6n3JWY/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-2991585671289366116?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/2991585671289366116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=2991585671289366116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2991585671289366116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2991585671289366116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-had-most-fun-with-my-friends-and-baby.html' title='the advance birthday'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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/__c5s95O6Zc8/SGefKeYQWsI/AAAAAAAABAc/K6SeoojZicE/s72-c/P1090382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-4007255603075508473</id><published>2008-06-26T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:10:34.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>felt so different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-4007255603075508473?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-4613615926121315790</id><published>2008-06-25T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:56:38.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stuffs between me and baby is allright already.&lt;br /&gt;we're fine now :)&lt;br /&gt;i just have to replan everything from now on, make it better for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just to update. 2 papers down.&lt;br /&gt;2 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling sick of mst already. faster come thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i came face to face with death twice today on seperate occasion, ali got into an accident just now.&lt;br /&gt;he flew off his bike while anticipating a hump. i guess it was just 1 second of poor judgement and lost of concentration tt cost him this. - a broken leg.&lt;br /&gt;and now, he's out for 6 months not being able to ride.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i think this should happen to me, but when again, i think again of my loved one and friends, i better now.&lt;br /&gt;i wish him the fastest of recovery.&lt;br /&gt;take care of urself bro, life is just too fragile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-4613615926121315790?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/4613615926121315790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=4613615926121315790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/4613615926121315790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-8939272011844674880</id><published>2008-06-24T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T01:23:26.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mst is gonna drive me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;this is not even the sem exams.&lt;br /&gt;but this is even worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it seems like i dont have a chance to talk to you at this period when both of us are busy with mst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already know, u werent happy with me when i told u i wanna go jb with saf on friday.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt talk to u on friday night, saturday or sunday. i did msg u on sunday but there werent any reply, at all. and i hate if i dont receive any reply from anyone or if the reply seems so uninterested. then why didnt u bother initiating? how come ive been the only one initiating all this its-been-sometime-since-i-heard-from-you msg, how come ive been the only one initiating all the outings and meet up, how come ive been the only one calling u up to chat? we're together, a couple, an item. isnt both of us suppose to be doing that and not only 1?&lt;br /&gt;ok enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know no matter how much i say, i will still be at fault. its not that im saying ur unreasonable. but i rather suck all this in and accept that this is my fault. i rather me be at fault that you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im the worst.&lt;br /&gt;i know i care about my bike more than i care for you.&lt;br /&gt;i know i rather spend time with my friends than you.&lt;br /&gt;i know i dont even bother to try calling or msg you just to ask how are you.&lt;br /&gt;i know i rather keep all this to myself than tell you.&lt;br /&gt;i know u hate me for all my stupid doings.&lt;br /&gt;i know u hate the idea gng out riding with all my other friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but do u think all this is true?&lt;br /&gt;do u think i priorities my bike and friends first over you?&lt;br /&gt;i have answers to everything u want to shoot me with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if u think i wont care if u dissapear into thin air, ur wrong.&lt;br /&gt;u've always thought and feel that i have never cared for you.&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt u even care if the next time u see me, ill be lying on the road with a piece of cloth covering me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have told you so many time, after each and every arguements and quarrel we had, to tell me next time when im doing something wrong. rather than just keeping quiet and sit there and show me faces which tells me 'i fucking hate you for doing this this this, pls get out of my sight now'. i have never heard of anything ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill stop this here, incase i get out of control and go out for a spin in a stupid manner.&lt;br /&gt;both of us should concentrate on mst, i think its better tt way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, im sorry for blasting it here. i have no one to talk to now already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby, it hurt me so much to see us like this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes i hate the way u ignore/just keep quiet when there's a problem. i still remember the first time i ignore you when we had a quarrel was when i was gng home with saf and arun and kfc and u were with ur friends. i hate the sight of me having to see you walked away from me after i decided not to talk to me. i never dared to ignore u eversince then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im not asking u for much, but just to initiate and to tell me what ive done wrong. so atleast i can apologise and make things right on the spot rather than drag it until it become like this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know we havent been spending time together, i havent been gng out with you, havent been sending you home etc, and it really sucks for me to see us drift apart now because of all this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;god, pls give the happy fauzi and khad back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think fauzi really needs her now. :(((((((((((&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-8939272011844674880?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/8939272011844674880/comments/default' title='Post 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214307115420807650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SFzwseRy8eI/AAAAAAAABAM/d2Koie_Fm98/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hse is like a child care now.&lt;br /&gt;i have in total 5 young kids at home, they i dont know why they cant seem to run out of having fun. always making noise and laughing here and there.&lt;br /&gt;and i swear sometimes they're a bunch of irritating kids. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this is why i cant study at home, with all this noises.&lt;br /&gt;and im freaking sleepy. i got home at 7 plus yesterday from jb trip because saf had to do alot of his bike.&lt;br /&gt;change this and that, alot of money sial. lol&lt;br /&gt;his bike is the last to leave the shop - when its closing. hahahha&lt;br /&gt;we had to join in the morning jam with the people gng to work in jb. it was a quiet and sleepy wait.&lt;br /&gt;i dropped to my bed as soon as i got home because i had to wake up a few hours later to study.&lt;br /&gt;studied until my brain got jammed and from being able to do understand fully, i got everythng wrong, tts when i know i cant continue anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i got home and sleep a lil, and now i feel like sleeping more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually the main purpose of this entry is to tell that someone tt i miss her very, very much&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-7889679921963716652?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/7889679921963716652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=7889679921963716652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>a proper entry. lol</title><content type='html'>today i woke up with the intention to studying. but again, it didnt turn out right.&lt;br /&gt;tmrw is where it will confirm chop and guarenteed ill study. LOL&lt;br /&gt;yes, pls trust me on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today, after having lunch with my parents at home. (i cooked okay)&lt;br /&gt;i cooked fried rice. lol and some random glazed chicken i found in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;and my right hand got burn by the freaking hot oil because i used a fork to toss the chicken and it dropped into the pot of oil and u know what happen next.&lt;br /&gt;freaking painnnnnnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, me and dad went to wlds to visit grandma since mummy's fam together with my lil sis went to KL for a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;after tt, yunus called and asked me to help him cut his head botak. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, i want to do something to my bike and he wants to wax and do some minor servicing to his bike plus mine also lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first i went down to his place, went to rigina to buy somethings then head back to my void deck to start the project. after which, head back home then i shaved his hair off. hahah good experience siallll.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to shave off mine, but we're rushing to head down to firdaus pit at ecp.&lt;br /&gt;at the pit, we filled up our empty stomach, though there were only a handful of ppl which i know. hehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head back after tt and decided to take a longer way route so i can run in my engine a lil. im close to finishing running in already. just give me 2 more days, than tts all, i can hit the 100 mark. for now, 80/90 only. pathatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im heading down to school to study and also meet babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;i miss khadimon so much lah omgggg. but i finally get to see her tmrw. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok tts it, im gonna sleep now. BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SFU4HGTU_SI/AAAAAAAAA_U/d8Ec2mGnCM4/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212133838353136930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SFU4HGTU_SI/AAAAAAAAA_U/d8Ec2mGnCM4/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SFU7zYl0BbI/AAAAAAAAA_k/DqwGoIwNEZ0/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SFU7zYl0BbI/AAAAAAAAA_k/DqwGoIwNEZ0/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212137897711633842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SFU4HroZm5I/AAAAAAAAA_c/z2pC7pki5As/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212133848373631890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SFU4HroZm5I/AAAAAAAAA_c/z2pC7pki5As/s320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SFU4FZKJ4lI/AAAAAAAAA-8/pMH6tQQXhSA/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212133809055195730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SFU4FZKJ4lI/AAAAAAAAA-8/pMH6tQQXhSA/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SFU4GDghFuI/AAAAAAAAA_E/TXUbxv03F9s/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212133820423280354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SFU4GDghFuI/AAAAAAAAA_E/TXUbxv03F9s/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg im so loving this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buttttt! i love this more! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SFU4Go9k6UI/AAAAAAAAA_M/lJTxX6KfHa0/s1600-h/Image132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212133830477277506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SFU4Go9k6UI/AAAAAAAAA_M/lJTxX6KfHa0/s320/Image132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our happy times(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-818524484441581851?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/818524484441581851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-2996560299421726650</id><published>2008-06-14T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T23:57:36.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>khadimon asked me to update my dusty blog.&lt;br /&gt;where got dusty? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after taufikdarling went for a heart surgery, taufik had to go for an eye surgery.&lt;br /&gt;but expected time of recovery is in 1 week, he made it tru and ready for collection the next day. lol&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im talking about my hp. ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to sum everything up.&lt;br /&gt;ive been spending little time with baby.&lt;br /&gt;just fetching her from work to home, tts all.&lt;br /&gt;she worked at the pc show for 2 days already. rich girl lah. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a spore poly riders meet up last night.&lt;br /&gt;people present was shammie, hanto, julia,  fuad, fadly, and ali.&lt;br /&gt;norishimu came awhile later and joined us at jln kayu.&lt;br /&gt;we were from our meeting place at marina 7-11, rode down to T3 for popeyes at T1 cause the one at T3 not halal. wtf right.&lt;br /&gt;lol, then we rode to dam, then to jalan kayu.&lt;br /&gt;then we rode to ECP to watch soccer, but not showing. from there, ali friends aidil and idk who joined us and we went to mount faber and slacked there till 5 plus.&lt;br /&gt;i got home ard 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had to wake up at 9, because im having a convoy with the phantom knights and 1030.&lt;br /&gt;lucky i didnt overslept lah. lol&lt;br /&gt;it was freaking amazing and shiok.&lt;br /&gt;i was the 2nd man, since i was running in my engine, they dont want me to play catch up with the rest. lol&lt;br /&gt;total there was 15 of us.&lt;br /&gt;13 phantoms, another 2 shadow 400.&lt;br /&gt;both our convoy leader and last man.&lt;br /&gt;freaking cool to see at ur mirrors a whole stretch of phantoms together man! hahah&lt;br /&gt;and i noticed a few pedestrians taking photos of us while riding.&lt;br /&gt;it was a great overall experience.&lt;br /&gt;destination was at madman's place. ive already targerted what i wanted to buy. but first, i have to return the money i owe from people.&lt;br /&gt;before i can go on a spending spree at madman's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think tts about it.&lt;br /&gt;i havent been studying.&lt;br /&gt;die die die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna start serious hardcore mugging monday onwards. no jokes no procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;but on tuesday, its set aside for baby girl, we're gng on a movie date to watch sex and the city since she gt free tics.&lt;br /&gt;but ofcourse, we're gonna study first.&lt;br /&gt;i told ya, no joke.&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-2996560299421726650?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-8840298849982814422</id><published>2008-06-09T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:33:25.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taufikdarling went for a heart surgery.</title><content type='html'>my nightmare of taufikdarling has finally came. its a do or die situation.&lt;br /&gt;if i dont do now, ill die later in an accident if the piston gets jammed.&lt;br /&gt;quoted 600 from both mech.&lt;br /&gt;1st i went down to planet to give ah chong a visit.&lt;br /&gt;the moment he put on his colour full, polka dot helmet, i giggled to myself.&lt;br /&gt;he gave my ride a few rounds to rectify the problem.&lt;br /&gt;i guessed as much that my exhaust cataylic converter was broken. that one can be cut away for $60.&lt;br /&gt;and another major problem, my engine was giving the same sound as my exhaust. ah chong asked me to hear closely, and yes it was giving me a very bad sound.&lt;br /&gt;its like, totally no clearance voloume, and it knocks onto the bottom of my cylinder head.&lt;br /&gt;so i head down to my favourite mech at my bike shop. he quote me the same price as what ah chong gave. plus, he's also promise to get me a better looking and a good working condition exhaust from one of the ta200 which is on sale. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;so i seek my parents permission to use my bond money to get this thing done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i typed a whole chunk after this para. but then internet got disconnect and blogger didnt save the whole part of it.&lt;br /&gt;and im gonna end this now.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEz1RNB2-lI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ptE8jA5Ic_w/s1600-h/Image120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209808544864860754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEz1RNB2-lI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ptE8jA5Ic_w/s320/Image120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEz1SJ7J2MI/AAAAAAAAA-k/fKPj8dVfKSE/s1600-h/Image121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209808561211300034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEz1SJ7J2MI/AAAAAAAAA-k/fKPj8dVfKSE/s320/Image121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEz1SqcFoWI/AAAAAAAAA-s/2VkKfpZu8DE/s1600-h/Image123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209808569939370338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEz1SqcFoWI/AAAAAAAAA-s/2VkKfpZu8DE/s320/Image123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts the piston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEz1Tf9c9xI/AAAAAAAAA-0/ctkrimQN9oQ/s1600-h/Image124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209808584306390802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEz1Tf9c9xI/AAAAAAAAA-0/ctkrimQN9oQ/s320/Image124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts my fav mech. hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-8840298849982814422?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/8840298849982814422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=8840298849982814422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/8840298849982814422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/8840298849982814422'/><link rel='alternate' 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it that way.&lt;br /&gt;gahhh. anyway, idk what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;but ill just put some random pics on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEf99wog-CI/AAAAAAAAA-M/2N1WcGhiw7Q/s1600-h/Image103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208410731545950242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEf99wog-CI/AAAAAAAAA-M/2N1WcGhiw7Q/s320/Image103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was taken at apai's crib.&lt;br /&gt;this is apai's cat, this should be the big bad mouse. i have no idea why he call it by that name.&lt;br /&gt;and i think apai's an animal lover.&lt;br /&gt;just look at what he do to his cat's ears. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEf9-AnAv9I/AAAAAAAAA-U/IkAuGWwiHGw/s1600-h/Image105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208410735834611666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEf9-AnAv9I/AAAAAAAAA-U/IkAuGWwiHGw/s320/Image105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out to jb with jalal and his wife few days back and they passed me this photo taken at their wedding. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;since i gt no scanner, i took the pic with my hp, and somehow, it made b and me look weirdly tall. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, 6 more years, our turn ok? heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEf99TeVinI/AAAAAAAAA-E/HQuOWMArc8k/s1600-h/Image104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208410723718630002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SEf99TeVinI/AAAAAAAAA-E/HQuOWMArc8k/s320/Image104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is my mum at the hosp.&lt;br /&gt;that guy beside her is my dad.&lt;br /&gt;idk what they we're disturbing each other about lah. lol&lt;br /&gt;seeing my mum being able to walk now makes me very happy, its been like what? years since she last walk.&lt;br /&gt;i bet she's super happy too now.&lt;br /&gt;i hope she have a speedy recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay tts all.&lt;br /&gt;im sending my adek off tmrw morning for her trip to penang.&lt;br /&gt;then fetching my mum home from the hosp since dad is working and cant make it.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe, rot the whole day at home tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry!:(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-1123579312304272780?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/1123579312304272780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-4160956310721459671</id><published>2008-06-04T04:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T04:17:24.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one look, a special feel.</title><content type='html'>seven long months since we've been together.&lt;br /&gt;time past so fast, u and i will make it longer.&lt;br /&gt;ups and downs, we've been through quite a number.&lt;br /&gt;our love's so strong, we'll make it through forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;baby, i seek forgiveness for whatever shits ive done to you, every bad move, every bad attitude, every bad treatment, every bad word and every bad day.&lt;br /&gt;for the countless mistake ive made, you've given me so many chances which i took for granted.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it when everytime u said its ok when i know its all my fault. that made me feel bad most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;but these seven months have been the best seven months of my life.&lt;br /&gt;no one has ever made me this way, only you. ur one special girl, and i want you to know. one day without you in my life makes me misses you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;khadijah kamarozaman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i will love you forever and ever no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy seventh month-sary sayang(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-4160956310721459671?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/4160956310721459671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>its pretty sad how we had to seperate out of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me by surprise, i didnt even want to move from where i was. but i had to pick up the courage to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a 3 second mistake had to be paid by a long time worth of miseries and unsolved problems for both party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entirely my fault, and you dont have to deny it.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, ill solve this with the respective party.&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, take care where ever you are.&lt;br /&gt;and im glad we met today.&lt;br /&gt;u will definetly be missed by yours truly alot.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how am i gonna get over this, but i hope, slowly i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, khadijah kamarozaman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-2483412277866712330?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-2102869558279978479</id><published>2008-05-30T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:19:42.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, holidays. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, i got to meet sayang just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, i felt alot of love from baby just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg omg omg i love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;i love the way she smiles, the way she laughs, the way she treat me.&lt;br /&gt;i love her i love her i love her.&lt;br /&gt;i finally get to hold her hand a gave her a hug and a peck on her cheek otw to her workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had to lie saying that i had to go to bugis to get somestuffs when my main purpose of gng there is to send her to work. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just finished work.&lt;br /&gt;i hope, when she get home after tiring day at work and see this, it will put a big big smile on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-2102869558279978479?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/2102869558279978479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=2102869558279978479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2102869558279978479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/2102869558279978479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-2119148286522393885</id><published>2008-05-29T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T20:57:22.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even get a hardcore 1 hour study for the test tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;and to make it worst, there's two test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a messed up life, that even my friends says that they can see the busyness in me, gotta solve this, solve that, attend this, attend that, look after this, look after that.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dont mind all this as long as my loved ones are close to me.&lt;br /&gt;but now, slowly, i think they are drifting away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SD6oDigrbeI/AAAAAAAAA98/144rZYQNas4/s1600-h/baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205782998043815394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SD6oDigrbeI/AAAAAAAAA98/144rZYQNas4/s320/baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-2119148286522393885?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/2119148286522393885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=2119148286522393885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-6635079655118791093</id><published>2008-05-29T08:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:31:59.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyday i came home, feeling super tired.&lt;br /&gt;mentally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having poblems that havent been solve.&lt;br /&gt;and i havent feel a tad bit happy when im home.&lt;br /&gt;i just feel that after all ive done in this life, im getting nothing good out of this.&lt;br /&gt;all i know is to cause other alot of trouble and making them clean the shit.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like shit and i wish school is over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only want to be with baby, because tts what im truly missing right now.&lt;br /&gt;i miss her hugs, i miss the kisses, i miss the stupid quarrels and little arguements, i miss the fun times.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid accident changed everything for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;and now, things between her parents are not good.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;im all to blame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-6635079655118791093?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/6635079655118791093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=6635079655118791093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/6635079655118791093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/6635079655118791093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/05/everyday-i-came-home-feeling-super.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-2983362456028669264</id><published>2008-05-25T03:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T03:57:32.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life have been very hectic this week. esp between me and baby.&lt;br /&gt;we got into a bike accident.&lt;br /&gt;a minor one.&lt;br /&gt;we're all okay.&lt;br /&gt;i hope baby is, im so damm worried about her.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad and guilty. i wished i was the one getting more injury than her.&lt;br /&gt;and no, i dont mind that at all. i rather take the pain than let her feel it :(&lt;br /&gt;i hope she recovers fast. physically, and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;im truly at fault, and im blaming myself for this.&lt;br /&gt;looking at her injuries makes my heart sank, really :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accident is one thing, i have to settle the insurance in the future, thats another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to also settle with baby's dad. and thats another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bike is allright. but it doesnt feel right, at all. thats another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind's very confused and pretty much shaken by the accident.&lt;br /&gt;even though im back normally on the road, phobia is something i cant avoid.&lt;br /&gt;now, everytime i ride, ill think if i were to live another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from fyp plus one outing.&lt;br /&gt;and im missing baby all along.&lt;br /&gt;i kept thinking of her and how much i miss her.&lt;br /&gt;i havent seen her ever since she went home after the accident.&lt;br /&gt;i know its hard at home for her having to face her father for the big mistake i did.&lt;br /&gt;i wished i can help her with this, but not now, when her dad's still as hot as a burning stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww, i really miss khad. i miss her until my heart and myself can cry.&lt;br /&gt;i want to see her. i need a hug from her.&lt;br /&gt;we just need ourself to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;its our 27th week being together baby.&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-2983362456028669264?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/2983362456028669264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=2983362456028669264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point three: should probably go 130, miss a blindspot then get hit by an optimus prime on the back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-613796634521152847?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/613796634521152847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=613796634521152847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/613796634521152847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/613796634521152847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/05/bad-day.html' title='bad day.'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-4262524582971696835</id><published>2008-05-20T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:57:39.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i admit. im lazy! hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because im very very tired at the end of the day then lazy to blog, only get online to check mails and read blogs, but not update. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoesssss, ive been doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, okay. just keeping some stupid family problem out of my mind is doing me good.&lt;br /&gt;other than that, everything between with my babygirl is doing oh-so-good.&lt;br /&gt;im loving each and every millisecond with her.&lt;br /&gt;and i sometimes wish she dont even have to go home so i can spend more time with her.&lt;br /&gt;okay before i start writing mushy mushy stuffs over here, ill just end this here.&lt;br /&gt;school tmrw lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-4262524582971696835?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/4262524582971696835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=4262524582971696835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/4262524582971696835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/4262524582971696835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok-i-admit.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-5401970313055082624</id><published>2008-05-12T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:59:46.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SChNMgB1VJI/AAAAAAAAA90/woiiQ86LLAI/s1600-h/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199490646950630546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SChNMgB1VJI/AAAAAAAAA90/woiiQ86LLAI/s320/Image071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we're very much in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont worry baby, cause everything's gonna be allright(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-5401970313055082624?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/5401970313055082624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=5401970313055082624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5401970313055082624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5401970313055082624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_12.html' title='(:'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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/__c5s95O6Zc8/SChNMgB1VJI/AAAAAAAAA90/woiiQ86LLAI/s72-c/Image071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-8366138827929529057</id><published>2008-05-09T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T19:57:42.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dissapointed&lt;br /&gt;sad&lt;br /&gt;lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being with me brings you no good&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-7017095.post-8363624902644228966</id><published>2008-05-06T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T14:55:10.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fruit-tips</title><content type='html'>im blogging with faridah's laptop. in club now.&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for baby to finish class, arun and wei hao also.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe off to town.&lt;br /&gt;no class for me today cause tut was cancelled and prac is alternate weeks.&lt;br /&gt;shiokkkk.&lt;br /&gt;so i fetch baby to school today at 9.30&lt;br /&gt;then i went off to jb to pump petrol and get cigs.&lt;br /&gt;then rode to lim ah boy to buy side boxes for taufikdarling((:&lt;br /&gt;put a deposit for it.&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for it next week to come. cant wait sial. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;now, that 170 for the boxes, brackets and installation.&lt;br /&gt;im slowly gonna add on stuffs to my bike again. hahaha i know i said ive mod enough.&lt;br /&gt;but as day goes by, i feel more attached to taufikdarling.&lt;br /&gt;im even considering to use this bike for more than a year or 2.&lt;br /&gt;im adding on a crashbar, and a windshield. yes a freaking windshield! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;gotta save money on that. as crashbar cost about 60? and windshield is about that that price too.&lt;br /&gt;and dont worry baby, i wont neglect you because of taufikdarling.&lt;br /&gt;taufikdarling misses u if u dont sit on my bike u know.&lt;br /&gt;haiyah. hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday after school i went to meet bro replay from sbf to get my hazard lights wired.&lt;br /&gt;went to to his work place. and its kind of last minute because he called me during my class and asked if i can come down later at night.&lt;br /&gt;so yeap, since i had nothing on.&lt;br /&gt;he did a great job on installing my hazard lights. damm cool lah now. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;all the best for his small business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used the lights for the first time on the road yesterday otw home at cte.&lt;br /&gt;had to stop at the shoulder to put in my cashcard because im passing through a gantry.&lt;br /&gt;gave me a chance to try out the lights and also my IU unit.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, my IU is working now! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;thats a load off my mind thinking if i should get it replaced.&lt;br /&gt;i just saved myself $155(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bo, pai and yunus came to my place yesterday to slack.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to my mscp so that yunus can clean his chain.&lt;br /&gt;with the use of diesel, its back to its gold colour. better than new!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;bo was putting some stuffs on his bike and i found 2 stuffs which i can polish to make it almost chrome.&lt;br /&gt;my riser, clutch lever and brake lever.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. yunus said im giler chrome.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah im gonna make my bike blue, black and chrome theme.&lt;br /&gt;and modding it near to replay's bike.&lt;br /&gt;nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB_9nNNposI/AAAAAAAAA9k/2HjaeqZfSPg/s1600-h/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197151345012482754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB_9nNNposI/AAAAAAAAA9k/2HjaeqZfSPg/s320/Image062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is replay's bike. the one infront of mine.&lt;br /&gt;ohh, damm nice, damm nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i hope baby finish class soon!&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for her to come back to club lahh.&lt;br /&gt;so bored lahhh. alone here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-8363624902644228966?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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hahahah&lt;br /&gt;i think if we were 30mins later, we have to wait for quite sometime to get a table together.&lt;br /&gt;we had a feast there.&lt;br /&gt;like so many fucking food lah.&lt;br /&gt;bills also fucking good! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB2_aNNpojI/AAAAAAAAA8c/76kBVo6HOhU/s1600-h/Image046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196520001999839794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB2_aNNpojI/AAAAAAAAA8c/76kBVo6HOhU/s320/Image046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB2_a9NpokI/AAAAAAAAA8k/oSwZRrSOY20/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196520014884741698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB2_a9NpokI/AAAAAAAAA8k/oSwZRrSOY20/s320/Image042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we headed out of the central, and we saw a ninja.&lt;br /&gt;and we begin to talk to him and took a group photo with the ninja and the ninja girl.&lt;br /&gt;but then, camera quality is bad.&lt;br /&gt;but not too bad until u cannot see the face lah.&lt;br /&gt;and its freaking funny how we asked the ninja what stunts he can do and whether he can teleport to the other side of the river. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB2_b9NponI/AAAAAAAAA88/mzH6uQFueRY/s1600-h/P020508_21.23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196520032064610930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB2_b9NponI/AAAAAAAAA88/mzH6uQFueRY/s320/P020508_21.23.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after awhile of thinking of where to go, we headed to indochine for some drinks.&lt;br /&gt;i think all of them had alcoholi drinks except me because i was having red bull.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;we got into indochine with good sofa seats lah.&lt;br /&gt;both manhattan and indochine seats were just right for our group.&lt;br /&gt;no need to squeeze, no need to seperate.&lt;br /&gt;we took a group photo there, but again cam quality sucks.&lt;br /&gt;why oh why did joy forget to bring her memory card when she brought her digicam along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB3AhtNpooI/AAAAAAAAA9E/kAq22ACcq8Q/s1600-h/P020508_23.10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196521230360486530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB3AhtNpooI/AAAAAAAAA9E/kAq22ACcq8Q/s320/P020508_23.10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB2_bNNpolI/AAAAAAAAA8s/q1ZcDGQonrk/s1600-h/Image051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196520019179709010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB2_bNNpolI/AAAAAAAAA8s/q1ZcDGQonrk/s320/Image051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB2_btNpomI/AAAAAAAAA80/HSSyl28daJU/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196520027769643618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB2_btNpomI/AAAAAAAAA80/HSSyl28daJU/s320/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the girls left(except eileen), weida and ser guan came over to indochine.&lt;br /&gt;slacked awhile before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;i sent trey home, ser guan drove eileen back, then the rest of the guys to school since they wanna overnight there and i have to take my FTT book which is in school.&lt;br /&gt;washed bike, then studied for final theory while the rest sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up next morning, rode to SSDC, eat breakfast then study abit.&lt;br /&gt;and i know im not prepared at all for the test.&lt;br /&gt;but i did slowly, and concentrate, i think about 250% of the time i was doing the test&lt;br /&gt;and when the moment of truth arrives, i passed the test(:&lt;br /&gt;half way through of getting a class 3, on the way to making my parents happy, and also the dream to have khad sitting beside me while i drive(:&lt;br /&gt;now, lessons then TP! whoooo! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got home and sleep after FTT -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the evening when i was sleeping, yunus called.&lt;br /&gt;random but cool lah.&lt;br /&gt;he asked me whether its true that i got a bike already.&lt;br /&gt;where he heard from, idk. forgot to asked.&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;so i ride down to his place, then we rode off to yasin for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and i happened to asked yunus if he has car wax which i can use on my bike.&lt;br /&gt;the idea of waxing my bike came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;and yunus wanna do some clean up to his bike also.&lt;br /&gt;so he called firdaus(bothug) down and happen so he wants to ask his dad to change his chain and sproket.&lt;br /&gt;firdaus(acit) also just happen to reach home while we were doing work on our respective bike.&lt;br /&gt;i have to agree, yunus and bo spark is nice.&lt;br /&gt;im sure saf will be jealous. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;bo's dad is such a good mech.&lt;br /&gt;bai's bike just got into an accident, thankfully he's allright.&lt;br /&gt;he met us first, then went off to send his friend, then got into an accident.&lt;br /&gt;bo's dad managed to repair the damaged part. but not 100% because he doesnt have the proper tools.&lt;br /&gt;after most of the work has been done, we headed down to geylang to buy some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;there's a total of 4 bikes.&lt;br /&gt;a phantom, 2 sparks limited ed, and 1 sp.&lt;br /&gt;apai tagged along too on firdaus then yunus bike.&lt;br /&gt;headed down to esplande.&lt;br /&gt;and apai is a mad shuffler. fucking funny esp when he's like tall and almost like a skeleton. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;riding with them is fun.&lt;br /&gt;we even test top speed on nicoll highway.&lt;br /&gt;lucky there wasnt any bar or tp ard.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i got till 135. acit got to 160, crazyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;apai's phone is damm cool.&lt;br /&gt;china made phone.&lt;br /&gt;got radio, tv, and coolest of all, voice change.&lt;br /&gt;change the setting when u answer a call, and ur voice can change to a male voice, girl, chipmunk and i forget what else lah.&lt;br /&gt;we had a good time laughing at that. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we got hungry laughing, we rode to boon keng for supper at yasin.&lt;br /&gt;and shared bike ghost story.&lt;br /&gt;damm freaky when im riding home alone.&lt;br /&gt;hahah lucky its near to my place.&lt;br /&gt;got home by 4 or 5 am, i couldnt remember.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB3DwdNpopI/AAAAAAAAA9M/oiSg4wZcOBs/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196524782298440338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB3DwdNpopI/AAAAAAAAA9M/oiSg4wZcOBs/s320/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB3DwtNpoqI/AAAAAAAAA9U/WWZxl4xigCc/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196524786593407650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB3DwtNpoqI/AAAAAAAAA9U/WWZxl4xigCc/s320/Image054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yunus and his spark.&lt;br /&gt;didnt take pics of bo's bike and acit because by then my phone is already low batt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for today!&lt;br /&gt;its me and baby 6th monthasary.&lt;br /&gt;we went out with mak to suntec and marina.&lt;br /&gt;mak got khad a dress which i find it very nice on her.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt find any top or berms which i got my eyes on.&lt;br /&gt;all i got myself is a good wiping cloth, car wax, and rust remover.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;we had a good time with mak lah, thank you mak.&lt;br /&gt;and im definetly being fed well today.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;after we seperate ourself from mak, we head down to ecp for some quite time together.&lt;br /&gt;sat down forawhile and talk and the weather is not looking good.&lt;br /&gt;slacked there for like 20mins then went off.&lt;br /&gt;sent khad home.&lt;br /&gt;and now here iam.&lt;br /&gt;blogging while waiting for my bike to cool down, then down to try out the rust remover. hahah excited to see my exhaust shine back lah. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"B, thanks for today and thank mak for the top agn. i appreciate it like so much(: i had a great day with you, darling. and happy 6th mnth again. my feeling for you from the day i met you has not change and i will never ever stop loving you. i promise i wont baby, sleep well sayang and gd night(:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB3F_dNporI/AAAAAAAAA9c/PBeH45FY5e4/s1600-h/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196527239019733682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SB3F_dNporI/AAAAAAAAA9c/PBeH45FY5e4/s320/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"awww. tts very sweet of u. n u know what? if someone gave me a chance to be with anyone else in this world other than u, i still choose to be with you. i love u too much baby. Rest well sayang, gdnight(:"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this girl lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bestfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;soulmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sayang, baby, sweetheart, darling khadijah kamarozaman(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ILOVEYOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-786529106999376212?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/786529106999376212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-3864377314575568973</id><published>2008-05-03T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T11:37:55.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>greatness</title><content type='html'>some points before i get to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the one and only, my one and only girlfriend helped my mum bake cupcakes while im not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- GL outing was fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- finally cleaned my bike chain. friggin clean now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- passed my final theory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i miss my girlfriend badly lah. i want her now so tt i can sleep on her tighs and snore like a pig when she dont even mind. alah. nvm, even a sms-kiss will do lah.&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye! update proper later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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outside trying to force open the stucked door.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, gf and saf came over to my place.&lt;br /&gt;before that, we rode to ubi to renew saf's coe and insurance.&lt;br /&gt;then went to my bike shop to get my lights fixed up and eo changed.&lt;br /&gt;it was raining a lil so we had some food at the coffeshop there while waiting the rain to stop.&lt;br /&gt;it didnt take long.&lt;br /&gt;so we rode off to LAB to get handsocks for wei hao, and some screws and rim tape for my taufikdarling.&lt;br /&gt;after we got everything we wanted, we rode off to my place to get the stuffs done.&lt;br /&gt;im so satisfied with my bike now.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think im modding it any further.&lt;br /&gt;saf went off earlier cause he wants to go to a workshop at bukit batok cause he wants to get his carb serviced.&lt;br /&gt;baby stayed over for awhile for dinner then we went off to tpy central to collect some stuffs my sis asked me to help with.&lt;br /&gt;i send baby home from there.&lt;br /&gt;then i went down to IRAS to post something.&lt;br /&gt;its easy to get there, but then i kinda cocked up upon returning home.&lt;br /&gt;took the looooooooongggg way back.&lt;br /&gt;act smart lah. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now im blogging.&lt;br /&gt;freaking hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;gng out with baby to a wedding reception tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;then on friday, baby's coming over to help my mum with the cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;and on sunday im gng out with her and mak.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh, i love this girl lah though sh gives me stupid comments on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;hehheh((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok some random shots i just want to put up here so atleast my blog looks picture-ful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBiBL9NpodI/AAAAAAAAA7s/1saOVAxd4KE/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195044212582228434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBiBL9NpodI/AAAAAAAAA7s/1saOVAxd4KE/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sorry sir im late" with some slanggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBiBMNNpoeI/AAAAAAAAA70/l3lNFq1fQHs/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195044216877195746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBiBMNNpoeI/AAAAAAAAA70/l3lNFq1fQHs/s320/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain brought her new imac or mac book to school.&lt;br /&gt;but we dont really know how to use it. even rain herself.&lt;br /&gt;like wtf, but im looking forward for the funny pics we took. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBiBMdNpofI/AAAAAAAAA78/qRXO_xi9QXo/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195044221172163058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBiBMdNpofI/AAAAAAAAA78/qRXO_xi9QXo/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this girl is one of the best spsu girl i ever met, maybe because she's from sma and she's my friend.&lt;br /&gt;though u cant read this, thanks for helping me take ice cream for me!&lt;br /&gt;cca drive, chairlady.&lt;br /&gt;and btw, since u cant read this, what is up with ur pose. hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBiBNNNpogI/AAAAAAAAA8E/7XgIeA9sHEc/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195044234057064962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBiBNNNpogI/AAAAAAAAA8E/7XgIeA9sHEc/s320/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is when we're stuck in the lift.&lt;br /&gt;i think when i snapped this photo, we're on the verge of escaping.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBiBNdNpohI/AAAAAAAAA8M/R3z8QyGJ8ig/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195044238352032274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBiBNdNpohI/AAAAAAAAA8M/R3z8QyGJ8ig/s320/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh, can u see me and her?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBiBgNNpoiI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ZWANtzTfoAI/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195044560474579490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBiBgNNpoiI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ZWANtzTfoAI/s320/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, oh yes, oh yessssssssssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-6989823210537899344?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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talking and joking as usual.&lt;br /&gt;by 1 plus, most of our bladders and pretty filled up and we urgently need the loo.&lt;br /&gt;and at the wrong time the mcd toilet there had to be close.&lt;br /&gt;so we had no choice but to deballast at the fullerton hotel.&lt;br /&gt;lucky no guards chased us out.&lt;br /&gt;but that spinning2 door is such an irritant.&lt;br /&gt;first idk who knocked onto the door&lt;br /&gt;then khad slippers got stuck there. lol&lt;br /&gt;at 2, we left for each other's destination.&lt;br /&gt;wei hao, trey, hon leng and ivan went home with night riders or cab.&lt;br /&gt;saf went to fetch shidah from mos.&lt;br /&gt;me and khad went down to ecp for some quality time spent.&lt;br /&gt;shall not elaborate more.&lt;br /&gt;because quality time are meant for the hearts, and the hearts only.&lt;br /&gt;heh(((((:&lt;br /&gt;she slept over in my room the next morning we came back.&lt;br /&gt;put her to sleep on my bed before i sleep outside.&lt;br /&gt;and that girl, such a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;when i was still sleeping on the sofa outside, when i open my eyes, i saw her looking at me sleeping, and she bathe already lah! hahha&lt;br /&gt;i woke up and bath and eat and bla bla bla, then i send her home.&lt;br /&gt;heh. i had suchhhhh a good time with her since friday night.&lt;br /&gt;it feel so good living together(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBP1tNNpocI/AAAAAAAAA7k/01UhsMEc9cs/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193764952278147522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBP1tNNpocI/AAAAAAAAA7k/01UhsMEc9cs/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hulur tanganmu kasih&lt;br /&gt;Sambut cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Jangan tinggalkan daku&lt;br /&gt;Seorang diri&lt;br /&gt;Tak sanggup lagi dilukai oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan daku&lt;br /&gt;Jika salahku&lt;br /&gt;Peristiwa yang pernah ku alami dulu&lt;br /&gt;Aku tahu betapa pahit&lt;br /&gt;Mu menerima sejarah hidupku oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaulah segalanya&lt;br /&gt;Yang menyinari hidupku kasih&lt;br /&gt;Hanya satunya&lt;br /&gt;Yang kucintai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambutlah cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau pergi dari sisiku&lt;br /&gt;Cintaku padamu&lt;br /&gt;Ikhlas sejati&lt;br /&gt;Cintaku padamu&lt;br /&gt;Ikhlas sejati&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/7017095-1627239933242708183?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/1627239933242708183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=1627239933242708183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/1627239933242708183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/1627239933242708183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/04/kaulah-segalanya-d.html' title='kaulah segalanya :D'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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/__c5s95O6Zc8/SBP1tNNpocI/AAAAAAAAA7k/01UhsMEc9cs/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-4810175555985773335</id><published>2008-04-24T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T12:03:40.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost in a pool of tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/67ipXgE9W2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/67ipXgE9W2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have u ever loved someone, as in really really love that someone whole heartedly but when time comes, u have no choice but to let go of that someone because of a whole lot supporting reason which is not on your side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind is in a whirl right now. it twirl and whirl and twirl like nobody fucking business.&lt;br /&gt;i cant think straight.&lt;br /&gt;one moment, we were fine, the other, we were on the verge of a break up.&lt;br /&gt;yes, the two word which we've never used and not intending to use never in this relationship, until today.&lt;br /&gt;but is a break up what we really want?&lt;br /&gt;things are so bad between me and baby now.&lt;br /&gt;pouring whatever i have out doesnt seems to help.&lt;br /&gt;and no, not even a fucking 130km/h rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are so dry right now and to make it worst, i havent had a proper sleep since monday.&lt;br /&gt;i swear ill look like a fucking zombie later at school if i dont catch my sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;but the problem is, i cant sleep, and i dont even feel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;and for everyone's info, my tears have been dropping everyday, monday, tuesday, wednesday and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telling someone the truth is good. especially when its for the sake of something, or someone.&lt;br /&gt;but the truth, at the same time can hurt.&lt;br /&gt;especially when telling the truth leads to having absolutely no more trust in a person.&lt;br /&gt;while making sure things will work out, a person have to pretend that everything is ok when its not.&lt;br /&gt;and to make matters worst, another person who promises that things will work out fine, doesnt keep his promises.&lt;br /&gt;as a result, things got shaky and wobbley, and soon after which the foundation, fell hard on the concrete below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why keep when u can share.&lt;br /&gt;why pretend when u can show.&lt;br /&gt;why laugh when u can cry.&lt;br /&gt;why smile when u can feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;maybe right from the start, if we are more willing to open up to each other, and share more about what we're feeling, things wouldnt get that complicated as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont deny, this time, each and every arrow that was shot hit me spot on.&lt;br /&gt;i can never save and redeem myself this time round.&lt;br /&gt;too much trust have been lost.&lt;br /&gt;too much hope is gone.&lt;br /&gt;too much confidence have been taken away.&lt;br /&gt;is it too late for me to save the bits and pieces of what's left in this relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no doubt in my heart that i still love my khadijah kamarozaman truly. no need for a 2nd question on that.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough she said she felt the same way too,&lt;br /&gt;there seem to have a barrier in between us now.&lt;br /&gt;but then, it seems like im too afraid to carry on and make the same mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;and i asked myself, again and again i asked myself.&lt;br /&gt;what will happen to me if there's no khadijah in my life from now on? what will the picture look like?&lt;br /&gt;answer is simple and it kept repeating,&lt;br /&gt;i dont see any picture.&lt;br /&gt;i cant see myself in it. no matter how many times i asked if im sure thats the answer. it kept repeating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, im sure of myself that khadijah is the one. i dont even have to think twice if u asked me who really is the one for you. because with one proud answer, i can say out the name of the girl i love.&lt;br /&gt;and im god damm sure she still has the same feelings for me eversince we gt together.&lt;br /&gt;it only on my part which creates all this mess which i dont know how to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, this is the mess which can never be cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;unless, when god gave us a fate not to be together, then we wont be together.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, someday, i hope we have the trust, hope, confidence to carry on with this relationship. we have far too many good memories in us.&lt;br /&gt;but then if ur afraid i cant change for the better in the future, then let us keep the memories in our heart and move on.&lt;br /&gt;its up to you and me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SA90Y9NpobI/AAAAAAAAA7c/VIxONvNqQ04/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192496867478970802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SA90Y9NpobI/AAAAAAAAA7c/VIxONvNqQ04/s320/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now tell me how do i throw away this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i never want to...............):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jika ada kesilapanku&lt;br /&gt;maaf kan lah diriku oh syang&lt;br /&gt;dan izinkan aku bertanya, mengapa kau berubah hati&lt;br /&gt;kiranya kau ada pengantiku&lt;br /&gt;tetapi hihupmu tak bahagia&lt;br /&gt;relaku memaafkanmu dah menerimamu sayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupun hatiku kau lukai&lt;br /&gt;namunku masih menyayangyi&lt;br /&gt;kerna, sehingga waktu ini, cintu ku masih untukmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sayang, di mana kau berada&lt;br /&gt;jangan lah kau lupakan aku&lt;br /&gt;ingat, aku walau sesaat seorang&lt;br /&gt;insan yg terluka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-4810175555985773335?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/4810175555985773335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=4810175555985773335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/4810175555985773335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/4810175555985773335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/04/lost-in-pool-of-tears.html' title='lost in a pool of tears.'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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/__c5s95O6Zc8/SA90Y9NpobI/AAAAAAAAA7c/VIxONvNqQ04/s72-c/Image023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-3486117309198395344</id><published>2008-04-23T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:31:40.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck this.&lt;br /&gt;fuck this.&lt;br /&gt;fuck this.&lt;br /&gt;and fuck thisssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what&lt;br /&gt;i wont even fucking bother.&lt;br /&gt;u dont even bother if u see me lying down helplessly on the road the next time if u even try to see me.&lt;br /&gt;fuck it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-3486117309198395344?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/3486117309198395344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=3486117309198395344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/3486117309198395344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/3486117309198395344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/04/fuck-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-1204477823922654489</id><published>2008-04-23T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:21:38.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>injuries to man and machine.</title><content type='html'>me, arun, saf and wei hao.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess the only person that is going fine with his life is saf.&lt;br /&gt;except for the fact tt arun spoilt his bike like a toy just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei hao is down with some serious you-need-a-break from me problem.&lt;br /&gt;arun is giving himself some attitude problem just now.&lt;br /&gt;and me, im seriously having a problem with myself and only my own fucking self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when this kind of shits happen people have to show their true colours.&lt;br /&gt;some of us already did by confessing what is wrong with each other.&lt;br /&gt;me and wei hao just did.&lt;br /&gt;khad just told me what is wrong with me, but i know there's more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i lost a screw on my bike and i think because of this fucking bike, my whole life changed and its fucking screwed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-1204477823922654489?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/1204477823922654489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-7391737240292998891</id><published>2008-04-22T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T23:42:17.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still awake thinking about thinking of you.</title><content type='html'>11:05&lt;br /&gt;i still remembered clearly what u said just now&lt;br /&gt;"once u go home, you sleep okay? dont go online, dont go msn, dont blog okay?"&lt;br /&gt;she meant well for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:08&lt;br /&gt;ur words are still fresh in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;ur hugs are still around my body.&lt;br /&gt;ur kisses are still stucked on my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has always been me.&lt;br /&gt;doing something, and regretting it later.&lt;br /&gt;time and time again, i repeated the same mistake.&lt;br /&gt;time and time again, i never seem to change.&lt;br /&gt;i have no one else to blame but myself if i lose her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:15&lt;br /&gt;i feel that, the first step has already been taken.&lt;br /&gt;but im no where near to even being happy enough.&lt;br /&gt;im nowhere near to not feeling the stress.&lt;br /&gt;if god allows us to remain seperated for the time being, then we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:32&lt;br /&gt;to let everyone know how much my girlfriend puts into this relationship to make it better, she even remembered that today is the 22nd of april.&lt;br /&gt;2204.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-7391737240292998891?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/7391737240292998891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-1146583968665877100</id><published>2008-04-22T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T21:10:55.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bad time now.</title><content type='html'>sometimes, im really surprised how mood changes really fast.&lt;br /&gt;monday and today have been not really a good day for me.&lt;br /&gt;i tend to get angry easily, and pissed, and idk what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same goes for today.&lt;br /&gt;i even snapped at this BE guy when he made fun of me.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even care who's the person.&lt;br /&gt;i dont even careeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;im emotionally tired to even care about my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120 on a busy highway home, what was i thinking?&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the end note, despite the girlfriend being there alllll along trying to help me with my problems, i still gave her shitty attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;im such a lousy boyfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-1146583968665877100?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/1146583968665877100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=1146583968665877100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/1146583968665877100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/1146583968665877100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/2008/04/bad-time-now.html' title='a bad time now.'/><author><name>Zi-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10908727808874956801</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-7017095.post-4136950768895421039</id><published>2008-04-20T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T23:20:00.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a good day out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAtcx5Zj7VI/AAAAAAAAA7M/1yAEm76jXss/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191345007766007122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAtcx5Zj7VI/AAAAAAAAA7M/1yAEm76jXss/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the world where we call it ours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLLLLLLLLLOLOLOLOLOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;ok wtf. lol&lt;br /&gt;today i went out with girlfriend and my mum to fetch my dad at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;i rode over to her place, then took train down to my place.&lt;br /&gt;where i fell asleep on khad's lap while waiting for my mum to get ready and i snored worst than a pig and she dont mind it. ahahah i love her lah. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took cab down to airport, went walking ard T3 first then went to T1 to wait for my dad's arrival.&lt;br /&gt;the four of us went to breeks for dinner, and poor baby, couldnt finish her fish and chips - in memories to her discus fish which died yesterday. RIP yo. heh&lt;br /&gt;then we left for home, took cab down to tpy interchange, while dad and mum carried on to home.&lt;br /&gt;send the girlfriend home before riding back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk why since friday night, my bike havent been gng at slow speed at the highway.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i rode at the right time when the traffic is clear, or the cars are just moving faster nowadays. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAtcyJZj7WI/AAAAAAAAA7U/MBxDsjQawDw/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191345012060974434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAtcyJZj7WI/AAAAAAAAA7U/MBxDsjQawDw/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you sayang!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-4136950768895421039?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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wings and fried rice.&lt;br /&gt;plus sugar cane drinks.&lt;br /&gt;dinner was super nice.&lt;br /&gt;thank you boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we head down to town to watch the forbidden kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;i head home first to take my parking coupon, then meet them at town.&lt;br /&gt;and i parked super far away from cine because the carpark at cine was fully parked.&lt;br /&gt;and to make matter worst for illegal parkers, TP was there, soon after while waiting for them to go off, parking attendent came.&lt;br /&gt;so i had no choice to find other parking space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forbidden kingdom was nice lah.&lt;br /&gt;not that bad, not that good also.&lt;br /&gt;ill give it a 3.5/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw karwai and jackson outside cine.&lt;br /&gt;its been like what? 2 years since ive seen them.&lt;br /&gt;and pricilla is the cahier girl at collage, she grown fat for me to recognize her. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, we headed down to geylang to find a supper place.&lt;br /&gt;but then the roads there are congested.&lt;br /&gt;so we headed down to yasin for supper.&lt;br /&gt;lee heng and hon leng drove off first because lee heng wanted to pee.&lt;br /&gt;me and ivan continued with our meal and cigs.&lt;br /&gt;before looking at the fierce sky which have been giving lightning since idk when.&lt;br /&gt;so i sent ivan back home, at 120km/h&lt;br /&gt;road was freaking clear that i had no worries chionging back home.&lt;br /&gt;reached home about 2.30+&lt;br /&gt;i slept only at 4.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 10 plus, by accident and cant get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for todayyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling damm bored, and i dont have the feel to do my maths tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;so i bath, ate breakfast then i took 2 towels, a water bottle, WD40 and a used toothbrush down to the carpark to give taufik darling a major wipe.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt wipe him for like 1 week already, and he's freaking dirty. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took me a while to finish wiping him.&lt;br /&gt;then i went home to get my helmet then head down to my mech to get my chain lube. and fit in the clutch grip i bought at hkl.&lt;br /&gt;and everything is done for free! lol.&lt;br /&gt;now, my chain is much much smoother. woooooohooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week, im gonna get my engine oil and spark plug change. and also make my clutch play further away. too close already.&lt;br /&gt;haiyah, i tell you all also you all down know.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ok im sleepy already.&lt;br /&gt;and i miss my girlfriend, very very much ):&lt;br /&gt;im glad she's coming over tmrw to go pick up my dad from the airport with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;yey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-6953528022273669497?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-3523855981934774795</id><published>2008-04-17T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T19:48:53.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP ah FYP</title><content type='html'>i woke up this morning at 9 and it was raining quite heavily.&lt;br /&gt;i was like oh fuck becaue rain = must wear rain coat and ride slowly.&lt;br /&gt;so i left home earlier so that i can get to school, dry my raincoat, dry myself and this and that.&lt;br /&gt;well, lessons as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;just that, i regretted taking shipboard drawing a lilbit because the class is rather noisy.&lt;br /&gt;and i suspect its gonna be noisy for every other class because there will be alot of questions here and there among each other.&lt;br /&gt;but overall, its a fun and challanging module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch ends, i went to club to kill 10 minutes worth of time.&lt;br /&gt;and as usual, i came in shouting.&lt;br /&gt;and when i shouted, i think nabilah over react, so she's just so shocked as if she saw a ghost. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to accompany saf to rowell road for his job interview.&lt;br /&gt;im tempted to do this job.&lt;br /&gt;but think again about the risk here and there, nahhh, might as well not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we headed to LAB cause i wanna get a visor for my spare helmet and my tyre cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just finished bathing and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and now its time to get on with maths tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;or rather, revision exercise.  -_-&lt;br /&gt;tmrw sch at 8. ah teo is good enough to give us a grace period of 30 minutes. lol&lt;br /&gt;and yessss, im gonna have gems with the girlfriend tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;im so gonna meet her for gems. and its our 22nd week tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhh, one last thing.&lt;br /&gt;my fyp grp has taken one step forward. which i think cleared most of our head doubts on what to do with FYP.&lt;br /&gt;we got teo hai heng as our supervisor, who is lee heng's liason officer.&lt;br /&gt;and lucky he has a project for us to do knowing that "we bought a taxi without knowing where to go" hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;and at first he said to us, why not do a vibrator? hahahah funny sial. "haha"&lt;br /&gt;so yeappp, he told us to do a teaching aid on stern tube seal a.k.a to me, outboard seal.&lt;br /&gt;and he already has a real outboard seal for us to cross-section open it.&lt;br /&gt;there wont be much for us to do on the stern seal except the housing for the presentation, cutting the cross section open and unless, we want to make it really integrated and education friendly, we can make some real life usage to the teaching aid we're working on.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa, i cant wait for fyp to get started.&lt;br /&gt;yeahhhh rightttt.&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now back to maths.&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-3523855981934774795?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/3523855981934774795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>im very bad with girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;i can nv seem to make her happy and feel carefree.&lt;br /&gt;i just want her to be and feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feel worst now.&lt;br /&gt;): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAXh5y5rRXI/AAAAAAAAA7E/-OYuBYObiM4/s1600-h/Image338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189802528646841714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAXh5y5rRXI/AAAAAAAAA7E/-OYuBYObiM4/s320/Image338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7017095-1817790120840197840?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/1817790120840197840/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7017095.post-5070686700491542959</id><published>2008-04-15T21:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:36:46.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rode to sch today. reach abit later because the road was heavier than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i think even 5 mins makes a difference on the road.&lt;br /&gt;had botak heng lessons today. and only his.&lt;br /&gt;so he cancelled his tutorial, and ended class at about 9.&lt;br /&gt;then i went to fc1 with the guys and then i went to SB to park my bike so that i can walk with the girlfriend from dover back to SB.&lt;br /&gt;after that, rode down to ssdc to get my final theory booked.&lt;br /&gt;june 2. ill try to find an earlier date.&lt;br /&gt;thanks esther for uncle moie number, ill call him tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;after ssdc, i went back home for lunch, then put back my box.&lt;br /&gt;then i went back to school to give the girlfriend a surprise visit during her lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i was the one who got surprised from behind while i was talking on the phone. lol&lt;br /&gt;i sat with her and choy and the indon girl until they had to go off for class.&lt;br /&gt;and i had nothing to do, so i parked my bike at club, then i went back to SB to wait for girlfriend to finish class.&lt;br /&gt;we slacked in club, then when i went to go and find saf, i discovered his bike was wrecked.&lt;br /&gt;his footrest was like shit and so is his handlegrip.&lt;br /&gt;so we had to go to the bike shop to get it done, so it was kind of an emergency.&lt;br /&gt;i had to leave khad all alone in club before her meeting starts ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while at the bike shop. we went back to the former shop we went to, hkl.&lt;br /&gt;though the uncle took a longggg time to do saf's bike, it was worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, cause ppl there are really nice.&lt;br /&gt;can talk cock easily. and i think bike mech are freaking heavy smokers.&lt;br /&gt;since the shop doesnt have honda wave racing footrest, saf gt himself the honda original footrest and lever, new grips, and gpr suspension.&lt;br /&gt;i gt myself clutch grips, p-plate sticker type and ofcourse, something ive been wanting for so longgg, a flip up full face helmet! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;freaking shiok.&lt;br /&gt;total damage from me and saf's spending $325&lt;br /&gt;after everything was done, at abt close to 7, we had dinner there then went back to sch to slack forawhile and give our bike a wipe cause saf's was really dirty from the mech oily hands.&lt;br /&gt;we went home from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS1Si5rRPI/AAAAAAAAA6E/tfYqdYrr2tg/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189472000848643314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS1Si5rRPI/AAAAAAAAA6E/tfYqdYrr2tg/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS24S5rRVI/AAAAAAAAA60/L-RDMGsy3D0/s1600-h/saf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189473748900332882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS24S5rRVI/AAAAAAAAA60/L-RDMGsy3D0/s320/saf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS1nC5rRRI/AAAAAAAAA6U/pcoPySRXUmk/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189472353035961618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS1nC5rRRI/AAAAAAAAA6U/pcoPySRXUmk/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fuff helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS1my5rRQI/AAAAAAAAA6M/LY6nSZ3ZMiU/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189472348740994306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS1my5rRQI/AAAAAAAAA6M/LY6nSZ3ZMiU/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS17C5rRUI/AAAAAAAAA6s/g8Q8tEACh_A/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189472696633345346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS17C5rRUI/AAAAAAAAA6s/g8Q8tEACh_A/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS82C5rRWI/AAAAAAAAA68/elliBtQrvO0/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189480307315393890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS82C5rRWI/AAAAAAAAA68/elliBtQrvO0/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS16y5rRTI/AAAAAAAAA6k/v0lFpDV_cO0/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189472692338378034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__c5s95O6Zc8/SAS16y5rRTI/AAAAAAAAA6k/v0lFpDV_cO0/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts all ppl!&lt;br /&gt;and that saf, want to act cute, msged me say his chain snapped.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha crappppp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7017095-5070686700491542959?l=one8tytwo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://one8tytwo.blogspot.com/feeds/5070686700491542959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7017095&amp;postID=5070686700491542959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7017095/posts/default/5070686700491542959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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