<?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-2032429271572269215</id><updated>2011-11-14T22:15:41.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.: Abstractinrea|ity :.</title><subtitle type='html'>listen with ur heart. open it up.&lt;a href="http://www.easycounter.com/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.easycounter.com/counter.php?fird14" border="0" alt="Hit Counters"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.easycounter.com/"&gt;HTML Hit Counters&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>206</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-7900196528890197600</id><published>2011-09-05T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T21:45:18.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>their eyes says everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-Sl7cLu31rE?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful song &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-7900196528890197600?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7900196528890197600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7900196528890197600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/09/their-eyes-says-everything.html' title='their eyes says everything'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-Sl7cLu31rE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3416625856368291812</id><published>2011-08-26T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T00:42:12.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to remind myself of my 14 quotes.</title><content type='html'>1) NEVER underestimate what a person can/cant do judging by his/her size/gender/strength/looks/behaviour.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2) RESPECT not only others but yourself too.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;3) Do not only believe on what you see and hear. lies lie everywhere in this world of communication. these senses will not show you and guide you to the truth. but there is one that will, your heart.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4) FEAR is only a chimera. it plays tricks with your mind and you will think that you are unworthy or not strong enough to do something that you have to. FEAR is a restriction. let go of your fears. the only thing you must fear is not death..but god.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5) LIVE YOUR LIFE TO THE FULLEST.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6) scoldings are a part of life. one can take it two ways. 1) the person hates you and does it for the fun of it.so therefore i will hate this person back and be rebellious. or, 2) ouh, this person cares for me but is trying to put on a serious tone. i need to cooperate and show him/her that i will do it right the next time.i will take this as a learning point.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;7) remember that life is too short to be living in regrets. if you do something bad..reflect on it and move on.. dont go back on the past coz its the past for a reason.if yesterday was the past..and today is a gift.. then tomoro is a present. remember that and keep moving forward.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;8) Friends play a huge role in our lives besides our family members. they see us most of the time. take them as a brother/sister for life, is too difficult for any man/woman to walk alone. love them and they will love you back.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;9) The reason why you are you is because god wanted you to be special in your own special way. many people are good in different things.. but you are better than them in something.. being YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10) Time waits for no one. if you plan on wasting it, you are indeed a fool. but for those who cherish it and spends it wisely, will reap the fruits it sows.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;11) As it states in the GOLDEN RULE, treat others the way you want to be treated. however,there's a second part to this which is, but if they take this for granted and dont treat you back the way you did. stop treating them so good. coz you are here to please yourself.and they most dont deserve you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;12) although something that was once yours is gone away for good and never coming back, do not drown yourself in sorrow and think all the negative thoughts..however smile because it was once yours.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;13) one heartbreaking truth is worth to hear than a thousand lies. dont worry about how bad the truth is once you know what it is, you know what to do next rather than drowning your thought in worthless lies.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;14) ALWAYS stay FAITHFUL. to your religion. your family. your friends. your soulmate. your work on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3416625856368291812?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3416625856368291812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3416625856368291812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/08/time-to-remind-myself-of-my-14-quotes.html' title='time to remind myself of my 14 quotes.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-434961293059597567</id><published>2011-08-24T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T23:51:19.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all that i have to say..</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/z2TTTZb922E?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-434961293059597567?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/434961293059597567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/434961293059597567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/08/all-that-i-have-to-say.html' title='all that i have to say..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/z2TTTZb922E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-688192623958165981</id><published>2011-08-09T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T04:15:15.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a couple of things i'd like to get off my chest here.</title><content type='html'>a little poem from the top of my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1 am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep! insomnia's kicking in!&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first person that this poem's dedicated to,&lt;br /&gt;is a friend whose constantly dragging me out from my blues&lt;br /&gt;a tall friend, has a little bit of humour in every way&lt;br /&gt;yeah i think you might know him, he's &lt;b&gt;chin zhao wei&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;for four years i've known him, he's the one im always with&lt;br /&gt;we've been through thick and thin, regardless of width&lt;br /&gt;he was my best friend, we were always helping each other&lt;br /&gt;but now, i regard him nothingless as my own brother&lt;br /&gt;yeah we do quarrel sometimes, we do have fights&lt;br /&gt;but come to think of it, they wouldnt last till night.&lt;br /&gt;and to this individual this poems dedicated to.&lt;br /&gt;i'd just like to say thanks and may god bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is for &lt;b&gt;ghafran&lt;/b&gt;, the strangest soul yet&lt;br /&gt;even though he's "different", i've never regret that we met&lt;br /&gt;hah, i remember sec one orientation&lt;br /&gt;we tickled each other, and weren't paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;i remember the days when he's randomness would chime&lt;br /&gt;i'll never forget it; the good old times.&lt;br /&gt;he's a crazy fella, who paints himself in shades of blue&lt;br /&gt;theres infinite possibilities as to what he can do&lt;br /&gt;wierd reasons, random comments and all that&lt;br /&gt;sometimes he can really be quite a brat&lt;br /&gt;but there's one thing about him, no doubt&lt;br /&gt;he's one of my brothers i wouldn't be here without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this girl in this world&lt;br /&gt;who took my life and gave it a whirl&lt;br /&gt;she may be gullible, easy to fool&lt;br /&gt;but she has a interesting personality, very cool&lt;br /&gt;she's a laughing machine, giggling with all her might&lt;br /&gt;without an umbrella im defenseless against her saliva that could take flight&lt;br /&gt;always laughing at my jokes, regardless when or where&lt;br /&gt;im glad she's a friend of mine, and is always there&lt;br /&gt;dear &lt;b&gt;davina liu&lt;/b&gt;,whom i dedicate this to&lt;br /&gt;there's one more thing i'd like to tell you&lt;br /&gt;you aren't "dude" enough to be my brother&lt;br /&gt;but you are my only awesome sister from another mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the times when my life turns dark and grey&lt;br /&gt;i can count on these two to save the day&lt;br /&gt;two individuals who help me up when i feel down&lt;br /&gt;even turn my frown upside-down&lt;br /&gt;though they might not have any super powers &lt;br /&gt;their names are &lt;b&gt;shipeng&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;randolph&lt;/b&gt;, my two other brothers&lt;br /&gt;currently words cant describe how awesome they are&lt;br /&gt;when fun is a round, they are not far&lt;br /&gt;this poem is a tribute to them&lt;br /&gt;both best friends and my best friends&lt;br /&gt;im looking forward to hanging with you guys in the future&lt;br /&gt;and make sure we get this all on pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this one other girl who made my world and life such a blast&lt;br /&gt;yes, this is the final person ; i left the best for last&lt;br /&gt;her name doesn't start with any letters but with an apostrophe&lt;br /&gt;she's the most caring and sweetest as sweet could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words can't come close to describe her importance to me&lt;br /&gt;the one who never fails to make me feel glee&lt;br /&gt;she gives me the butterflies whenever i see her&lt;br /&gt;she is one in a million ; an awesome dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's outgoing,zesty, caring and lovely times ten&lt;br /&gt;she's always there to lend me a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;in studies, about life, about religion she taught&lt;br /&gt;i learned some valuable things which i knew not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've been through tough times but still we stood strong&lt;br /&gt;it is with you where my solace belong&lt;br /&gt;my mind overflows with the memories of us&lt;br /&gt;remembering on the time when we build on this thing called trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told you that life is not gonna be a bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;its when we are furthest ; that's when our hearts come closest&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what the future hold, allah has his plans ready for us&lt;br /&gt;we need to prepare for things to unfold, and be ready to bite the dust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear &lt;b&gt;'arifah 'aqilah&lt;/b&gt;, if you are reading this&lt;br /&gt;i want you to know that your presence in my life is bliss&lt;br /&gt;may our feelings continue blooming until time's end&lt;br /&gt;you say you love me with all your heart, well, this is where i say i love you with all my heart too, my loving friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a while since i touched on poetry&lt;br /&gt;i dont think it's quite suiting me&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll stick to writing posts ages long&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i'll just go make a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a poem for all the closest friends i have that are dear to me&lt;br /&gt;that i feel deserve recognition for the care they portrayed to me&lt;br /&gt;im not good at language. im no writer.&lt;br /&gt;but my passion is trying. to persevere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-688192623958165981?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/688192623958165981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/688192623958165981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/08/theres-couple-of-things-id-like-to-get.html' title='there&apos;s a couple of things i&apos;d like to get off my chest here.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-8455148245336052930</id><published>2011-08-03T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T13:10:08.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tribute to a certain company.</title><content type='html'>a tribute to premier taxis&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RYGD0loxvSw/TjjLNIOIvhI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1nX2vWG8tek/s1600/blaa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RYGD0loxvSw/TjjLNIOIvhI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1nX2vWG8tek/s320/blaa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : solihin&lt;br /&gt;nickname : hin&lt;br /&gt;personality : cool&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : halim (my uncle)&lt;br /&gt;nickname : maman/halimah/halimamah&lt;br /&gt;personality : random crazyness&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : (infinite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : Ridzuan&lt;br /&gt;nickname : wan&lt;br /&gt;personality : collected/devious&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : (loads of sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately he left before i entered so didnt had the chance to meet him. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVING ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zpjZv2fJfdk/TjjLYf7YRnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kFvNNwEQKyc/s1600/IMG_0158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zpjZv2fJfdk/TjjLYf7YRnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kFvNNwEQKyc/s320/IMG_0158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : Idzwan&lt;br /&gt;nickname : EWan/wan&lt;br /&gt;personality : calm/jovial&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : kinky!/ who that?!&lt;br /&gt;side note : wan really showed me the true meaning of the quote ; dont judge a book by its cover. reason being, when i first started working, i saw him as a typical mat rep. you know, hair touching the sky, piercings here and there, loads of bangles, smokes.. but he's personality really caught me by suprise! he looks gangster-ish but in actual fact, he's not! really the opposite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-14He4VoEXR8/TjjN8IlBU-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/rJHKd0uop7s/s1600/IMG_0151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-14He4VoEXR8/TjjN8IlBU-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/rJHKd0uop7s/s320/IMG_0151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : desmond mak&lt;br /&gt;nickname : mak&lt;br /&gt;personality : on-the-ball (yet confused at times)/perverted&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : AH-MIAO!!/ hello?? WHO THAT?? / AIYAHH YOUU AHH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B3i1HPI2JpQ/TjjOjPbaZWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/uf0CCweqdK8/s1600/IMG_0152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B3i1HPI2JpQ/TjjOjPbaZWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/uf0CCweqdK8/s320/IMG_0152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : muhammad dustigeer&lt;br /&gt;nickname : abang mat&lt;br /&gt;personality : loner&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : amir, tuu abang dah belikan epok epok tuu&lt;br /&gt;side note : though abg mat is very quiet in nature.. me and him do communicate quite often! maybe from our similarity of personality perhaps.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : willam&lt;br /&gt;nickname : mr williams&lt;br /&gt;personality : perverted/ calm&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : mmm.. that girl hot!&lt;br /&gt;side note : william is a cool guy, but he's much too open.. xD and when we talk, its always about girls.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_cwMr1Gv9vg/TjjP4eFglvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VQs-XU6YRFg/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_cwMr1Gv9vg/TjjP4eFglvI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VQs-XU6YRFg/s320/IMG_0191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : frankie&lt;br /&gt;nickname : the reporter&lt;br /&gt;personality : the "kecoh" type. always complaining/perverted&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : MACAM MAU MATII AH!/ (perverted stuff)&lt;br /&gt;side note : frankie is your typical singaporean with a little twist of perverseness.but he's fun to conversate with especially during times of sheer boredom at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BIcYc9jLHlA/TjjQzM1PSOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YJp3sH47EEU/s1600/IMG_0190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BIcYc9jLHlA/TjjQzM1PSOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YJp3sH47EEU/s320/IMG_0190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : nigel james goh&lt;br /&gt;nickname : james&lt;br /&gt;personality : open/ outspoken/jovial/lazy/perverted&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : bro, kau gi mana makan nari? belikan aku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r0a5oBtia6k/TjjSpqFe7jI/AAAAAAAAAJA/t0FDyw6I2zw/s1600/blabla.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r0a5oBtia6k/TjjSpqFe7jI/AAAAAAAAAJA/t0FDyw6I2zw/s320/blabla.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : nurasilah&lt;br /&gt;nickname : kak silah/nenek/adek&lt;br /&gt;personality : lively/loud/outspoken&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : AUUSSS! * LAUGHS LOUDLY*&lt;br /&gt;side note : one of my lunch buds.. always happy go lucky, always irritating me. she doesn't talk. she roars. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : july&lt;br /&gt;nickname : miss july&lt;br /&gt;personality : soft spoken/ambitious&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : james! awak mahu makan apa? mee pok lagi?&lt;br /&gt;side note : SHE SPEAKS MALAY DAMEE WELL! =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HoUwcd_YB3Q/TjjU-jB7PMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bPOy20BmQj4/s1600/IMG_0160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HoUwcd_YB3Q/TjjU-jB7PMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bPOy20BmQj4/s320/IMG_0160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : raymond&lt;br /&gt;personality : relaxed/heck-care attitude&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : that basket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qp7SZSxi_NI/TjjVs_ZQzkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Bg_gNXMLz8Y/s1600/IMG_0159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qp7SZSxi_NI/TjjVs_ZQzkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Bg_gNXMLz8Y/s320/IMG_0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : melvin ng&lt;br /&gt;nickname : naga penyek (flat dragon)&lt;br /&gt;personality : loud bark no bite.&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : PDI side..... amir! do(this that this that)&lt;br /&gt;side note : this, is my boss.. =/ his nickname is solely given to the fact that he is very fierce but his face looks like a dragon but only that his face is flat.. thus the name.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v889l5YK65I/TjjWilcM78I/AAAAAAAAAJg/oocepQalGN8/s1600/IMG_0040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v889l5YK65I/TjjWilcM78I/AAAAAAAAAJg/oocepQalGN8/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : cat&lt;br /&gt;nickname: ... cat??&lt;br /&gt;personality : sleep all day&lt;br /&gt;favourite quote : meow.&lt;br /&gt;side note : this cat always greets me the first thing i come to work without fail. he's the first and the last thing i'll see at work. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are loads more people whom i would like to show but the fact is, i dont have pics of them. =/ ouhwell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the opportunity to be working with a company.&lt;br /&gt;it was really an eye-opener for me because it was really different from your average FnB work.&lt;br /&gt;though it has been a very swift time, i'll cherish every single hour i had working with premier.&lt;br /&gt;thanks again for completing my uncompleted months and giving me money so that i wont rely on my mom and to also pay for my own bills! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-8455148245336052930?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8455148245336052930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8455148245336052930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/08/tribute-to-certain-company.html' title='a tribute to a certain company.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RYGD0loxvSw/TjjLNIOIvhI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/1nX2vWG8tek/s72-c/blaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-8887271882431515758</id><published>2011-06-30T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T21:57:47.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haters gonna hate, bakers gonna bake. awoosh gonna study.</title><content type='html'>describing today in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) WET&lt;br /&gt;2) COLD&lt;br /&gt;3) Headache&lt;br /&gt;4) COLD(i know..i said it already.. but its sooooo COLD!)&lt;br /&gt;5) merepek.&lt;br /&gt;6) (negative words)&lt;br /&gt;7) (positive words)&lt;br /&gt;9) tired&lt;br /&gt;10) sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. im using the com to find out meanings about some new words i found while i was reading a book earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expanding my vocabulary!&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was great! except for the hole in my 3 year old (dying) converse shoe i love soo much which constantly keeps filling up with rainwater. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home and took off my shoe.. only god knows the things that were inside my shoe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my foot look like a dead person's feet. sooo pale and wrinkly and cold and...lifeless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of lifeless.. just reactivated my fb account a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes.. the only word to describe that "popular/ever-expanding" social network is 'dead'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. lets see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look through everyone's profile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of them post about their problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. since when did facebook changed its name to RANTbook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. its called a social network for you to socialise.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to tell the world how much your life sucks etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_=.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, i realise how much of my life has been wasted through that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, why were handphones created? TO CONNECT TO PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why'd you need facebook for when you have handphone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to chat with people? call them, easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;private messege them? send them a text. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend cameo?? VIDEO CALL THEM. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;games?? i think handphones have better games than 1000 games in facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because facebook is free? WRONG. when you use facebook, you use it on your com. when you use your com, you use electricity, when you use electricity, you pay money. which is way way way way way way way more expensive than normal phone bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facebook goes mobile? why? waste memory space. and it defeats the purpose of a phone. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after being without facebook for so long, i realize that.. actually, its just a waste of time. =/ not generalizing anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just speaking with a free thought of my opinions.. other people may think otherwise, maybe they havent feel it yet. hmm.. we'll let time show facebook's fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newspaper articles say that facebook is losing users.. hmm.. im not suprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ACCOUNT DEACTIVATED "&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this is june the 30th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is known as the last day of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, as i've said, im going to use the com til the end of this month and will not be online till the end of the year and so, i will stay true to my words for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more blogging, no more youtubing, most certainly, no more facebooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from tomoro onwards, smart-core studying initiates. hard-core studying is not my way of studying.. smart-core is. &lt;-- made up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna start studying smart starting tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, imma stopping work at the end of july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i can concentrate for two more solid months till it begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half the year is gone, time to put every ounce of effort for the next 3 more months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe. be strong. be faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamua'laikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-8887271882431515758?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8887271882431515758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8887271882431515758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/06/haters-gonna-hate-bakers-gonna-bake.html' title='haters gonna hate, bakers gonna bake. awoosh gonna study.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4905538251518802437</id><published>2011-06-28T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:59:02.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU... i remember you. the one who started my fear.</title><content type='html'>just a quick lil update on whats been going on today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. as usual, daily same-old's, same-old's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a lil sick during the last few hours at work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im running a fever and having a bad headache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWHOOO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was in the train returning home.. this girl entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she looked at me,&lt;br /&gt;the memories rushed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember.. &lt;br /&gt;i remember.. those piercing eyes.&lt;br /&gt;i remember that look..&lt;br /&gt;i remember her name.&lt;br /&gt;i remember, her threats..&lt;br /&gt;i remember, the wounds she caused with the bullets she shot through her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;i remember, the insults.it still plays in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i remember, how long i tolerated her endless demoralizing speeches.&lt;br /&gt;i remember, how insignificant i was to her.&lt;br /&gt;i remember, how she treated me like dirt.&lt;br /&gt;i remember, the tears she caused me to cry.&lt;br /&gt;i remember, how she made me feel scared.&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i remember, how she made me think girls were heartless monsters and have no mercy in the likes of people like me. my fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stare she gave me in the mrt, i knew that she remembered the torment she gave me.&lt;br /&gt;i know she remembers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, im done with the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've let go of the past, im not afraid anymore. sec 1, thats where my life changed when i met a girl. not just any ordinary girl. a girl, who accepts what i am. who turned my life upside down and helped me conquer my fear just to get to know her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, she's always there for me. always there with a helping hand. im grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this extraordinary girl whom have helped me,her name is 'arifah 'aqilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the girl, i used to hate you in the past. but that was the past. i've learned to forgive, though i will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i guess you taught me something about life afterall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out! time to rest... ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hmm.. till now, i dont really know why she hated me so much.. =/ well, somethings are better left unknown. =) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo... throbbing in my head... burning in my veins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well by tomoro awoosh... =_=..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4905538251518802437?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4905538251518802437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4905538251518802437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-i-remember-you-one-who-started-my.html' title='YOU... i remember you. the one who started my fear.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-6789104598171518920</id><published>2011-06-25T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:47:54.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jakarta/green lantern with das!! and a few words on the people i miss most.</title><content type='html'>DUM DUM DUM.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is SAT-TUHH-DAEY NAIHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im back here on my blog to post about my did's for the past week or so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, recently, i've been to jakarta for a 4 day vacation from singapore..&lt;br /&gt;so, i'll describe each day out of the four days in a few words then i'll explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1 -&gt; mom angry.bad bad day in jakarta.&lt;br /&gt;day 2 -&gt; rides galore at jakarta's own replica of USS.&lt;br /&gt;day 3 -&gt; a drive through... ZOO??!&lt;br /&gt;day 4 -&gt; *breathes in* stooopitindonesiancustomsofficerholdingthefamilybackcausingustomissourflightandhadtowaitforanotheronejustbecausemymaidhadtocreateanewworkerspermitiftheywereemployedasdomesticworkersoverseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lol.. yessah, made one full sentence seem like one word! hah! not bad uh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so, day 1, mom was really pissed, at me? NO WAY... at the young ones..(awoosh goodboy *angelic smile* )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, they were making too much noise and mom was disorientated from the jet lag which in turn causes her to lose her cool. nice going kiddos.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day two was... AWEE-*wait for it*-SOOOMMEEE!! i mean.. whats not awesome bout theme parks??&lt;br /&gt;extreme rides pumping up the adrenaline.. wozzazz!! you should here what my adik sounds like on the ride.. xDD EPIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day three, OFF TO THE SAFARI WE GOO! was stuck in a heavy jam for two hours! the trip there totalled to about 4 hours! WOWZAZ! half of the journey was great!(yeah, only coz i slept..=/)&lt;br /&gt;when we were there(at the zoo), i NEVER thought i'd see the day where you actually enter the animal enclosure..BY CAR. yes.. BY CAR! I WAS LIKE HOLY CRUMBCAKES!! THOSE ZEBRAS HAVE NICE MUSTACHES!! and those mascara on their eyes makes their eyelashes standout! SO LOONG! very very cool, and yeah, got to ride on an elephant, a camel and a horse! though my crotch has abit of problem with it.. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANIWAESS.... day four! went shopping!(though i never bought anything..=/)&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. thats all for day four.. everything i wanna say about day 4 is already stated above.. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh... i should mention about the time we went to the superhero street where all the shops have their own superhero. xD superman has his own shop..spider man too.. even macdonalds!(wait..he is a super hero..right?)  and while walking down by the road.. some idiot in his car thought he could manouver his car and avoid the traffic by driving near the roadside where i was.. guess he didnt realise how big i was when the whole left side of his car hit me causing me to "fly" a meter to the front. lol, lucky for me, no serious injuries.. actually, nothing was broken.. nothing was bruised, no scratches.. no blueblacks no swelling.. NOTHING! alhamdulillah nothing serious happened.. but it did make quite a loud noise when we collided.. people behind me who saw it..their jaws drop coz after i got hit, i just shook my hand and kept on walking.. people infront of me turned to see what happened.. mom was shocked.. dad was abit frantic.. xD chey.. awoosh muscle seyh... tsk... i think walking down a superhero street gave me some super powers.. xD heee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok end of jakarta story.&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today, was bored at home.( AT 6 AM IN THE MORNING AFTER SUBUH PRAYERS. =_=)&lt;br /&gt;felt like going out.. but didnt know what to do!&lt;br /&gt;thinking about watching a movie but dont know what to watch!&lt;br /&gt;thinking about who to invite but have no idea who!&lt;br /&gt;then, i remembered, DAS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i bumped into him a few weeks back, i made last minute plans with him for a movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCHED MY FAVOURITE SUPERHERO IN ACTION!!! THE GREEEEENN LANTERN!!&lt;br /&gt;SSSOOOOOOOOOOOOOO COOOOLL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean the only words to describe it is just. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD a must watch for all. even if you dont like the colour green or.. flying man in thights..or..flying man in green thights.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa!! but before the movie.. went to play some pool with das ;D well, i beat him 4-1 ! WOOH!&lt;br /&gt;damn.. during the game.. screwed up loads and ended laughing our booties off at each others failed attempts to get the ball inside the hole! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, went window shopping for shoes. *drools* so..nice...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, had dinner at burger king.. NACHO WHOPPER IS DA BOMB! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. speaking of da.. i miss davina.. =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. speaking of missing people.. i miss 'arifah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of missing people i love the most in this whole wide world, i miss.. their voices..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their sweet voices... from dada's extremely contagious though irritatingly excessively salivatious laughter, to 'arifah's innocent and cute yet sarcastic at times yet loving and caring and that "ouh awoosh is so merepek" look giggle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you ladies..&lt;br /&gt;i miss you more than a child misses his teddy bear..&lt;br /&gt;i miss you more than a teenage boy missing his black ops..&lt;br /&gt;i miss you more than all of justin biebers songs can express,combined..&lt;br /&gt;i miss you more than all the songs about missing people from all over the world from different languages no matter english,malay,chinese,hokkien,cantonese,french,pinoy,german,indian,tamil,punjabi,bollywood,hollywood,american idol put together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i know american idol isnt a national language.. =_=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i will be given a chance to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my loving younger sister from the different mother, davina, i hope i can meet you soon and make you laugh like theres no tomoro and beat the record for the longest laughter ever while making you spit missiles of your salavation. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my loving friend, my dear whom has showered me with great love, 'arifah, insyallah, we will again see each other and who know's? we could even start meeting again like we used to as usual on mondays and/or thursdays after your school and after my work! insyallah.. pray hard. and ask Allah for guidance. he will show you the way insyallah. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then, this concludes my ridiculously long post for this week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. looks like im getting comfortable with updating my blog with new content on saturday nights.. hmm.. maybe i will start from today onwards! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned for more "long as hell" and "merepek" posts from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hands are tired.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im still typing... =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...awoosh... stop...typing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh wait.. yes i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just wasted 14 seconds of my life by doing this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you've just wasted 20 seconds of your life reading this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; im sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1444 &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-6789104598171518920?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/6789104598171518920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/6789104598171518920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/06/jakartagreen-lantern-with-das-and-few.html' title='jakarta/green lantern with das!! and a few words on the people i miss most.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-5731247216301406315</id><published>2011-06-17T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T23:49:54.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAK-ARRR-TAAAAAAAHH!!</title><content type='html'>well, counting down to my flight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be 5 more hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im excited for this trip! maybe its coz it gives me time off from work and daily negativities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be a good break. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. after i get back.. gonna start with renewing my singpass and getting started on registration for NS... =_=... such a bad timing seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. yeah.. soo... its the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for.. 4 days only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.. mehhh... 4 days pon jadi lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i've been off from facebook for about 2 weeks now... and i dont feel the urge to reactivate my account...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wierd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i've rid fb out of my system! thats a good thing!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i've finally gotten the "urge" to do maths questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA!! SOOO FUNNN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so, hope this year will be the last of this madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna set things straight. and make things right. for a better future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSYALLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,maybe one day(insyallah), i will meet again with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear loving friend, i hope you are doing well. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best for your upcoming endeavors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will meet up soon one day insyallah. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, take care alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, seems like i wont be "leaving" the com until the end of this month... soo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahh.. wont be reactivating fb.. =/  maybe i'll just read through my old blog and see what i can remember.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO JAKARTA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEE~~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-5731247216301406315?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5731247216301406315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5731247216301406315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/06/jak-arrr-taaaaaaahh.html' title='JAK-ARRR-TAAAAAAAHH!!'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1496074995700934788</id><published>2011-06-14T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:02:13.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 more days till jakarta trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yessah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah! dapat juga getaway from singapore during the holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for that! =DD&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;awoosh out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo.. 14 days of no com.. =)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay... now.. lets try.. one month without com.. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready? GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1496074995700934788?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1496074995700934788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1496074995700934788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/06/3-more-days-till-jakarta-trip-yessah.html' title=''/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-8488950631727785343</id><published>2011-06-05T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T21:08:13.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and it begins.</title><content type='html'>im off till end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more messing around. no more distractions.no more wasting time.no more.no more.NO MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna set things straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i screwed up before, i wont screw up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much is at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've spent the last couple of days preparing myself. mentally,physically and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im done with all thats happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULLSTOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Allah, most gracious,most merciful, i pray for you to provide shelter for the ones i care for, from evil,from harm,from lies of this world.please shower them with your great tides of blessings and strengthen their hearts and soul so that they may continue to serve you with purity in their heart and mind. Ya Allah, give them strength to overcome any hardships they face while im away.i pray that you would provide them with everlasting sustenance and forgive them of their sins both past and future for you are most merciful,most forgiving. YA Allah! all praises to you for bringing these souls into my life. i am extremely grateful for these gifts. O YA Allah, the one i live for,the one i die for,lord of the 'alamin, please..please protect them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin. Ya Rabb al-'Alamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assalamua'laikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-8488950631727785343?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8488950631727785343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8488950631727785343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-it-begins.html' title='and it begins.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3990545150675483680</id><published>2011-05-30T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T22:09:09.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sacrifice.</title><content type='html'>"with sacrifice, one will learn patience."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uncle once told me : " siapa yang hidup senang di dunia yang tidak ditimpa dengan apa apa masalah, adalah orang yang tidak mudah untuk masuk syurga. ini kerana Allah swt selalu menguji kita dengan menurunkan masalah masalah tersebut supaya dia boleh tahu berapa kuatkah keinginan kita sebagai hamba hambanya untuk menyembahNYA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, started off as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up with a fever and my head my pounding like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forced myself to the shower. and off to work.(forgetting to perform sembahyang subuh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at work, i was sooo.. tired because last night i slept late. and my boss was complaining away..&lt;br /&gt;i felt miserable due to my unwell condition and i was soo caught up with my status that i forgot to perform zohor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, the worst struck, i thought i already had suffered enough mental and physical torture. then she msged me, forcing in negativity into my chest. now im emotionally tortured too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, something struck me. i told her it was alright and gave her a reassuring tone eventhough it was a dark time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put down my phone and went to perform asar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during asar, for some reason, i cried all the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i literally cried my heart out during asar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after asar, i sat in the prayer room and reflected upon my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked allah for guidance. i asked for him to strengthen my patience. to help me through my dark times. to brighten my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right then and there, i felt a WHOLE LOT better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah. alhamdulillah. alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was an eye opener for me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it shows that HE is most powerful.most forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear 'arifah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you are reading this. i have no idea what you are feeling now. but im pretty sure its extreme sadness. i felt it too dear. it kills me inside when you said that. i was at a lost for words. but i want you to know, what ever happens. she is your number one priority. you need to listen to her. dont worry bout me lah.. leave me for last.. im un-important.. family comes first. when she says do it, you do it ok? yeah, the pain inside my heart overwhelms me.. to hear that she.... yeah.. i really thought that she would approve of it when you msged me yesterday night.. i was very sure.. but there was this feeling in my gut that tells me.. sooner or later.. something was gonna happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'arifah, i want you to know that, no matter what gets thrown away, i assure you. i assure you that my love for you DOES NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please dont give in to grief dear. please be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said. dont worry about the price of the item or whatever not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i...my family.. did it for you. with full sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3990545150675483680?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3990545150675483680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3990545150675483680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/05/sacrifice.html' title='sacrifice.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-2520674417197506224</id><published>2011-05-23T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T21:40:51.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cmon memory... cmon...</title><content type='html'>its just not working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been sitting here for days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going through a profile at a time on facebook..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?? just to remember who that person is.. how did we meet.. where we met..when we met..and why did we meet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_=... macam mauu mattiiiii....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramainya kawan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently.. on friend number 146..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have.... 1000+ more profiles to look through and regain my memory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just.......tooo slow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i told qin and teha about my memory loss.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i've forgotten more than i realised... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories...memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please... come back to mee..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2032429271572269215-2520674417197506224?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/2520674417197506224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/2520674417197506224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/05/cmon-memory-cmon.html' title='cmon memory... cmon...'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1529892582943642908</id><published>2011-05-15T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T22:17:49.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being deaf.</title><content type='html'>im starting to feel what being deaf feels like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your surroundings begin to fade as if the world as you know it goes mute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having a hard time getting use to my half my audio taken away from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because im an audio-oriented person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe my life will be in agony if i were to be permanently deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i listen to my favourite songs??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss hearing azans... im gonna miss listening to surah's being recited.. im gonna miss the voices i live for.. the voices i love. my family's voices.. 'arifah's voice... my friends voices..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, if i were to go permanently deaf. only then will i know. who truely loves me. they will be the ones always on my side guiding me through this tough ordeal. if allah wishes to take this sense from me. let it be. im happy to give it away. coz, i've still got others to compensate for it. if i were to be deaf, i know. i know that allah wants the best for me. he doesnt want me to listen to all the lies of this world. he wants me to feel what is right from wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allah tests me with obstacles and hardships.. not because he hates.. but its because he loves me and giving me the best of life. he tests me so that i may improve myself. to be a better muslim. a better slave for him. yes i may be deeply shattered by my hearing loss.. but he does things for a reason. so, i accept this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to listen while my senses are still functioning.. it may not be totally clear.. but whatever im left with.. i'll use it to its fullest. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;allahu a'lam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bid my final farewells to the audio world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1529892582943642908?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1529892582943642908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1529892582943642908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/05/being-deaf.html' title='being deaf.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-212786820859892288</id><published>2011-05-05T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T17:07:56.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely evening with dearest</title><content type='html'>YATTTAAAAAAAAAA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo happeh today! (apart from the exhaustion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally gave 'arifah the present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and her facial expression...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was shocked/suprised/terperanjat/(all the same lah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was out of words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment i gave her the card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was like : =O!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the way home in the train she read it.. while i...listened and prayed that she liked it while hugging my bag tight and closing my eyes.. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i heard her giggle... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waduuuhh!! awesome awesome awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes.. after that.. had a fun trip home...yes.. IN THE MRT.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRINCESS 'ARIFAH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not really that "big"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-212786820859892288?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/212786820859892288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/212786820859892288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/05/lovely-evening-with-dearest.html' title='lovely evening with dearest'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-7619766973384230683</id><published>2011-05-04T02:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T17:01:06.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DONE DONE DONE DONE!!! =DDD</title><content type='html'>YESSAAAHHHH!! finally completed 'arifah's birthday present! well.. atleast 1/2 of the present aniwaes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! i feel soo proud of myself! xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still... could improve..... ALOT MORE......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... gosh.. hope she likes it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha!! WOWZAZ! LOOK AT THE TIME!! xD i thought it was around 10pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!! okok! im off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please please please please.... &lt;3 i hope she likes itt....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-7619766973384230683?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7619766973384230683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7619766973384230683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/05/done-done-done-done-ddd.html' title='DONE DONE DONE DONE!!! =DDD'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4919930095602194021</id><published>2011-05-03T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T23:26:36.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why put in soo much effort for something small?</title><content type='html'>hmm.. mom asked a very interesting question just now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are you putting in soo much effort for something insignificant? you are wasting alot of time on this you know? couldnt you just settle for something simpler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i dont mean to argue.. but, i feel that, something small which i have dedicated my hardwork,sweat and a lil bit of blood into, is not just for the fun of it. it just gives me a sense of satisfaction with every little detail i do. yes, it may be small in a way, but it is way way way significant that you can ever imagine. if it wasnt.. i wouldnt be cracking my skull to get my lazy buttock doing this. i could've just do it the easy way. but no. i prefer this way coz it says alot of what i am. it shows my true motif. this is a piece of what i am in that piece of item you list as "insignificant".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do it because i want to. not because i have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this, mom gave me a sweet smile. (i dont know what it means)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... guessed i poured everything out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my scacrifices will not be in vain... i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4919930095602194021?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4919930095602194021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4919930095602194021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-put-in-soo-much-effort-for.html' title='why put in soo much effort for something small?'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3761011344647448449</id><published>2011-04-14T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T22:14:04.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/4/11</title><content type='html'>a verrryy lovely day today masyallah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF EVERYDAY WAS TO BE LIKE THIS DAY...I WOULD LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept early yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and woke up fresh as ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today is a very special day for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... ^_^ have lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wow.. i say man.. this day cannot get any better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning.. donated a few dollars to SP flag day people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that.. got more praising at work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. get my pay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 'arifah text me after that saying she loves me.(&lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it rained(soo cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrt not sooo crowded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd say.. today is a very excellent day indeed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LARLING!! I LOVE YOU TOOOO!! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i couldnt pick up your phone call..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was actually praying at that time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was abit sad when you said the meet up was cancelled.. however..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i agree with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that this day will be in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you really made my day 4414 times better than what it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah.. thank you for a great day Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1444!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3761011344647448449?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3761011344647448449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3761011344647448449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/04/14411.html' title='14/4/11'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4375266605806787418</id><published>2011-04-01T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T19:18:51.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i bleed, i bled, now it hurts.</title><content type='html'>back from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. same old same old..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should NEVER get TOO engrossed with your work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason being.. you may hit your head on something sharp and get your scalp slightly torn and you'll bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. thats what happened to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouchies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nii lah.. kan chiong sangat vacuum kereta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terlupa ada boot roof with the sharp metal hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then banged my head against it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i swear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT REMEMBER ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT A SINGLE THING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot that i was vacuuming the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot my lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i only lost abit of my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i just dont forget any important things. =(&lt;br /&gt;&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/2032429271572269215-4375266605806787418?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4375266605806787418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4375266605806787418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-bleed-i-bled-now-it-hurts.html' title='i bleed, i bled, now it hurts.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1160301218144940475</id><published>2011-03-27T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T23:19:10.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIND-BLASTING!!</title><content type='html'>SO MUCH HAPPENED OVER THE WEEKEND!! I JUST CANT POUR IT OUT RIGHT NOW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOO THE EXHAUSTED..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post it tomoro insyallah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out! =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1160301218144940475?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1160301218144940475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1160301218144940475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/03/mind-blasting.html' title='MIND-BLASTING!!'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-7548080521557423957</id><published>2011-03-23T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T19:40:05.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 day work! AWE-SOME.</title><content type='html'>YESSAAHHH!! today half day of work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i told my uncle that  had to collect my testimonial from school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKALI TESTIMONIAL BELUM DATANG.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WADUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHH.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best..&lt;br /&gt;so nevermnd lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat in school at watch them carry out their house meeting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasib baik aman was there with me.. if not... BORING HABISAN PUNYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ate cheesecake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAN BOUGHT FOR MEEE!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHA &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then shared it with imran and izyan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUYOOOHH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they ate 3/4 of the cake seyh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then played the piano for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats pretty much my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh and tricia bought for me another cheesecake as a super belated birthday present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=DD aww.. thanks tricia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to enjoy.. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. after i got home.. i was roaming through facebook on the daily reminders page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i found this -&gt; http://www.iloveallaah.com/book/en_Do_not_be_Sad.pdf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was blown away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astounding find =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna print this and read it at work when im free.. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. thats all for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. boss and big boss said : hmm.. you are not meeting our expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : ouh.. =( im sorry to hear that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them : what are you sorry for? its because you have exceeded it.. your standard of work is very commendable. if i can say so, you are even better than the full timer themselves regarding the PDI standards. you raised the standards to a whole new level and we expect you to maintain it at that level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *speechless* *nod nod* yes sir.. i'll do my best. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them : keep it up =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hahahaha.. you just dont know how much this made my day yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-7548080521557423957?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7548080521557423957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7548080521557423957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/03/12-day-work-awe-some.html' title='1/2 day work! AWE-SOME.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3095507177595913494</id><published>2011-03-20T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T20:50:24.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a perfect sunday.</title><content type='html'>now concludes a perfectly good day i've spent doing maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad muhammad firdaus amir! 6 hours of nothing but maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pat pat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahahahahaaa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.. its nice.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather's neither too hot nor cold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just right.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..delighful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..its the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only a few hours left till a new week starts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and work continues..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. nonetheless.. IM EXCITED! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go pack up for tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3095507177595913494?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3095507177595913494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3095507177595913494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/03/perfect-sunday.html' title='a perfect sunday.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-8856483079768470673</id><published>2011-03-20T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T10:52:34.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye Loafer sow march. eat hertz two sea err sat. =(</title><content type='html'>yesterday was a really beautiful day i spent with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched RANGO! so cute!! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me want to get a lizard/chameleon for a pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so adorable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i learned a new quote from that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" NO MAN CAN ESCAPE HIS OWN STORY "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it means that, whoever you are in this world, you cant be someone else. you were born in this world for a purpose. you cant just fake your way through life pretending to be someone you are not. even if you do pretend to be someone else, one day, you will encounter an incident where you question yourself, who are you? and when that day comes.. you do not have the answer. you are born in this world to be yourself. not other people. so live life to the fullest in your own shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite meaningful ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz..in the movie.. rango, he didnt know who he was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mixed identity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he lied to be someone else to gain popularity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then suffered the consequences..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the movie.. the quote lingers from scene to scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a must watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for abit more serious blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'arifah seemed so down when i chatted with her. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told me that her phone is not with her and that mission was accomplished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im guessing that her mum took it because... maybe she saw the messeges i sent her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. but why did she say that "mission is accomplished"??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does she mean that all this while she actually wanted her phone to get taken away??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we talked about me and her not meeting again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at that moment.. my spirit shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my happiness was at a complete zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negativity filled my numb skull..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was struck with grieve.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i hung on to three words to keep me going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ITS NOT OVER "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept repeating those words in my head to keep me sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept my cool and continued to chat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what started out from a sad chat in the end became a fun evening with my awesome dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish we could meet up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its her i find solace in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and besides.. i need to pass her the can lids.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.. last but not least..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for mentoring me for the past weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may not be much, but i appreciate your effort to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i say that you are committed.. i meant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you actually took time to actually take 1.5 hours off your busy schedule/rest time to actually make time for teaching me. you had the choice to say no but you still said yes into teaching me. and i was like i dont want to make life harder for you than it already is, but you still wanted to teach me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im touched lah 'arifah.. i really am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without you, i wouldnt be able to get through the O level period. without you, you know that i wouldnt have learned more about islam than i already know (which is not much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without you, i wouldnt have tried searching for schools that i could make it in like for example psychology school and the MDIS thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without you, i would still be that boy who is afraid of girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without you, a cheesecake would never be the same coz it brings so much memories every bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without you, i wouldnt be sexy right now because of the regular walks we had during secondary school life.( lol )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without you i wouldnt have gone to chinese garden and eat chipsmore and bushuk-ing all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without you, i wont be what i am today coz you are one of the people that has significantly changed my life for the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally without you, i wouldnt be able to be a man and tell you straightforward my feelings towards you and realize true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you loving friend for all you've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like the only other communication system we can use is msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, its already good enough ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..thats my story for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh and i didnt had the chance to say this to you yesterday so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you 'arifah 'aqilah! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be strong girl and dont give up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tough times dont last, tough people do!! =DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-8856483079768470673?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8856483079768470673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8856483079768470673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/03/eye-loafer-sow-march-eat-hertz-two-sea.html' title='Eye Loafer sow march. eat hertz two sea err sat. =('/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-262566422927155759</id><published>2011-03-19T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T09:29:14.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my patience grows thin.</title><content type='html'>*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my happiness is plummeting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melvin starts his crap again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made me rush here and there and at the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made me confused about what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and better yet, it delayed me on getting the taxis ready for them to be checked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was raging through my work yesterday for time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i vaccumed,polished,wiped,clean and checked all 8 cars in 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;(usually takes me 1.5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guessed i used my adrenaline from my frustration and use it to fuel my work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. =/  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still need more self control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to stay calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i got back from vivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i checked the events page for the sembwinds outing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT...THE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW.. everyone MAYBE going.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im the only one confirmed going..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats this man??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you dont want to go out you could just say it directly in my face right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did facebook even bothered to put a "maybe" button.. i dont get it lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its making it difficult for the organiser to expect the number of people attending the event..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess.. im the only one whose gonna attend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.. i can understand if you cant make it for some reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU STILL PUT YOURSELF AS "MAYBE" COMING?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAAATTT????!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks arh bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best for your competition by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my patience is deteriorating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thing that pissed me off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this person was supposed to help me with the sembwinds event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told him to manage the event page while i was away for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and coz when i get back from work i'll be super tired to do anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this person is not even working. so he's all free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN...HE LEFT THE ADMIN WORK ALL TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS ARH BRO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like i cant trust anyone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am grateful for 'arifah being there for me and making my day better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need more self control..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear.&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where i end this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean to hurt anyone in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just me venting my anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if anyone gets offended, i apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-262566422927155759?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;im soooo sad right now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo..soo..sooooo sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost my ipod..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY OUH-SO-SPECIAL GREEEEEN IPOD......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOO......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant find it anywhere at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it cant be at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i checked..i double checked..i triple checked..i quadruple checked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make sure nothing was gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt notice that it was gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww mannn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday present of last year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIDAAAAKKKKKKKK!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im super bummed now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'arifah distracted me from missing my ipod when i met her yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun and merepekness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after she left.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i searched for my ipod in my pocket only to remember that i lost it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_=.. SADDD LAHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN I LIVE WITHOUT MY IPOD?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waduuuuuuhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be such a miracle if i found it at work tomoro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like mr chong said.. miracles only happen to those who get knock down by cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadd.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear for distracting me from the sadness of losing my ipod..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-5425056458138779251?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5425056458138779251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5425056458138779251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/03/continuation-of-my-agony.html' title='the continuation of my agony...'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1863980277535270173</id><published>2011-03-09T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T20:58:28.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILE ON YOUR FACE! HAH! I DID IT!</title><content type='html'>BWAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSAAAAHH!!! TAKKEEE THATT BOSSS.... =PPP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE HAPPY WITH MY WORK AND YOU KNOW IT COZ I SAW YOU SMILE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh seyh.. tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today : scrubbed extra hard. polish extra shiny. clean extra.. finally paid off.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.. now he'll leave me alone coz he knows i can do a good job. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyehehehehhe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verrreh verreh verreh happy ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to 'arifah and my uncle \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you guys very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaahahahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh..soooo tiredd now.. barely keeping my eyes open..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold on..let me get toothpicks..&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;ahh.. better..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. even more tired than yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess it takes alot more energy to please the boss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_=...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks arh boss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ARIFAH CEPAT ONLINE.... I IS WANNTS TO CHATTING WITH YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cepat before i sleep infront of the com!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CEEPPPPPPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww.... ~_~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out. great day today. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1863980277535270173?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1863980277535270173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1863980277535270173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/03/smile-on-your-face-hah-i-did-it.html' title='SMILE ON YOUR FACE! 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I DID IT!'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4652576378100670469</id><published>2011-03-08T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T20:59:09.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guilt.kills.me.inside.</title><content type='html'>FINE.I ADMIT IT..ITS MY FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now go wipe that disappointed look off your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staring me down wont make things better you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third day of work and you expect me to know everything like i've been working for 3 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude.. give me a break lah. one little mistake, you give me that disappointed look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im not quite reaching your standards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU HAVE GOT TO UNDERSTAND. im only human. i make mistakes.. im sure you do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey.. pick on the new guy? seems abit low for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll prove you wrong mr melvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i make sure i will wash your face till the only thing you can do is smile at what i've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im already doing my best. and being alone in a garage full of cars to check, wash, clean, polish, repair, paste stickers and vacuum.. is really quite overwhelming alone. and on top of that.. i have to stand by to take in more cars into the garage for inspection and also give details to halim whose at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am always to blame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always the one guilty at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will i feel liberation..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even take a short rest after doing work coz you always come in when im resting and saying that im not doing anything which in actual fact i have done all i was supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other workers say that im just sitting around doing nothing.. eyh..cmon.. its my first few days and im lost and dono what to do. after tomoro, dont be suprised if im working my ass off and skipping lunch times. coz i will show you guys what i am capable of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a man of words. not the fool of talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thanks for ending my day on a bad note.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4652576378100670469?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4652576378100670469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4652576378100670469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/03/guiltkillsmeinside.html' title='guilt.kills.me.inside.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-6497767190127691475</id><published>2011-03-07T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T19:54:46.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SECOND DAY OF WORK. X_X</title><content type='html'>wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second day of work.. and already very exhausted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think the cause of my exhaustion is the work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it must the be midnight movie i watched with my family on saturday night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also didnt have enough sleep on sunday coz got madrasah in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balik jer kene ikut ibu gi jalan till 10+...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. must pack for work somemore.. then sleep at 11.45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with my stupid cough acting up again... it disrupted my sleep and i finally slept at 12.25am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wake up at 5.45 for subuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIRED LAHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today was a bad day too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to my exhaustion.. i was abit cranky today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boss lah.. =_=.. do this..do that.. then say never check properly lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then never do things correctly lah.. and forget to do this and that lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_o...DUDE. I CHECKED IT 4 TIMES..HOW CAN I NOT CHECKED PROPERLY?? =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never do things properly i can understand lah.. IM NEW! TWO DAYS OLD IN THE COMPANY ONLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and about forgetting to do stuff?? dude.. I DIDNT KNOW I HAD TO DO IT.. NO ONE BRIEFED ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder people dont like their bosses..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaa.. but i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i like my boss. he's dynamic in a way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bosses being bosses.. i think he set a high expectation for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter.. i will rise above it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. bosses...always bossing you around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. made new friends again from work today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also made friends with a couple of taxi drivers too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xDD not bad uhh??&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.. gosh..i was soo tired that every time after prayers(zuhr/asar) i slept in the praying area for about a good 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so peaceful.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah..thats today for the life of muhammad firdaus amir i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think imma go sleep early tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too shagged already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-6497767190127691475?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/6497767190127691475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/6497767190127691475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/03/second-day-of-work-xx.html' title='SECOND DAY OF WORK. X_X'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4431523550965160699</id><published>2011-03-06T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T23:45:46.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>madrasah + marriage?</title><content type='html'>hahaa.. apparently was discussing on the topic of marriage today at madrasah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were discussing on the different types of couples and their ethnicity etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different races marrying each other.. and the characteristics of a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had a little discussion called : what will you do for your family when you get married later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone had turns to speak on what they would do for their future family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answers :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will work hard so that i can keep the food on the table for my wife and kids.&lt;br /&gt;i will take good care of my kids and expose them to the teachings of islam so that they may be a better muslim and serve Allah.&lt;br /&gt;i will do my best to provide them love and show them that i support them all the way.&lt;br /&gt;i will be a good mother and take care of my children and husband.&lt;br /&gt;i will be a good role model to my wife and kids.&lt;br /&gt;i will die for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it was my turn, i smiled and said : ustazah, i believe that i will protect them from harm. however, i will not die for them. its bcoz, they mean everything to me and why would i die for them? i wanna live because of them. the answers that the others have given are also what i intend to do for my future family because i will love them. i will teach them islamic values so that they may come closer to paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly there was an awkward silence.&lt;br /&gt;then, uztazah said : alhamdulillah, firdaus, your family will be closer to paradise insyallah.very good answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaa.. i did not believe i just said that!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. that was the first time i spoke with confidence in madrasah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.. first time for everything huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.. i just say it from the heart..&lt;br /&gt;and i truely mean what i say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..what would my future family be like ehh..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i think its up to allah to decide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insyallah, it will be a bright future ahead for me..and my future family ofcourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4431523550965160699?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4431523550965160699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4431523550965160699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/03/madrasah-marriage.html' title='madrasah + marriage?'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-6705008979635414775</id><published>2011-03-05T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T19:45:50.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love number 4! (not the one in the movie) ;D</title><content type='html'>what a lovely saturday it has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word to describe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVELY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met 'arifah at woodlands library around 1+ after buying movie tickets =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently she was with her study group..so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite awkward.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they are abit... err.. shy..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(maybe its just me?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met bibik adik too.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she ask : wah wah.. pergi mana nii?&lt;br /&gt;me: ouh.. gi blaja jer ngan kawan.. maths..&lt;br /&gt;she : eleehh.. ye ker? bukan dating??&lt;br /&gt;me: O_O..err...erm..tak...asl pulak??&lt;br /&gt;she: hahaha.. i know lah awoosh ;D&lt;br /&gt;me: O_O..*gulp*&lt;br /&gt;she: so where's your girlfriend??&lt;br /&gt;me: *facepalms* err.... hahaha.. there.. *points to 'arifah. (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;she: haha.. ok toodles my awesome nephew!&lt;br /&gt;me: hahaa.. err...BYE!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.. then 'arifah made it even more awkward... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa.. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that.. followed 'arifah for her lunch.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. so cute lah she this part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words just cant describe this awesomely CUTE part.. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we prayed together at the roof area?? (i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! interesting! first time for everything huh?? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know where to pray when im at civic centre. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a lil difficulty finding the kiblat but managed to find it in the end. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON TO MENTORING SESSION WITH DEAR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH! NAHH.... MORE LIKE LAUGHING ANS SMACKING SESSION... =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the longest time ever 'arifah laughed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she made me got scolded by the guard patrolling the area..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(((..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not gonna say what she said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.. but it was quite funny.. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that.. she made us "late" for the movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she ran....WITHOUT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW THANKS ARH DEAR! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.. then made our way up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEMPAT BELI POPCORN LAGI! WOOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skali baru masuk tempat tuu..then the movie start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCELLENT TIMING SEYH! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think right.. they were waiting for the real " NUMBER FOUR "&lt;br /&gt;to come..then they start the movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved the part where 'arifah and i jumped at the beginning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAAHAHA...PRICELESS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was not WOW.. but just nice.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.. dont really get the plot of the movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was a nice movie though.. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh..then at the last part of the movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'arifah ada hal lain pulak... HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAA!!! xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everything end.. SHE RAN TO THE TOILET..WITHOUT ME...&lt;b&gt;AGAIN&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...waduuh dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you arh... eeee....geram..tapi tetap sayang.. hahahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa tuu your friends say??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTM??? hahahahahahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waduuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was otw home and got a msg from her saying : it was a nice saturday after a week of setbacks. thank you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after reading it.. I SMILED ALL THE WAY HOMEE!!! WADUUUUHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALU SEYH...orang semua tengok ingatkan orang tuu gila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xDD AHHHHH.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very great day spent with a great friend. &lt;3thank you for the day 'arifah 'aqilah.you will always be my NO.1 number 4 =)awoosh out!i love you! 144&lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-6705008979635414775?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/6705008979635414775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/6705008979635414775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-love-number-4-not-one-in-movie-d.html' title='i love number 4! (not the one in the movie) ;D'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3040568389021378026</id><published>2011-02-25T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T20:56:01.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6xOGzuFwNkQ/TWelpQb6dZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vEd6vgjsP5k/s1600/so%2Bcute.%2B%253D%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6xOGzuFwNkQ/TWelpQb6dZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vEd6vgjsP5k/s400/so%2Bcute.%2B%253D%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WADUUUUUUUHHHHHHH.... 'arifaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you alot!! hahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. thinking of me in school during maths class??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.. i may be wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh... you are soo cutee!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats that at the top?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEELINGS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!! xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutee......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you dear!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lovee you sooo muchhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3040568389021378026?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3040568389021378026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3040568389021378026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/02/w.html' title='W'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6xOGzuFwNkQ/TWelpQb6dZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vEd6vgjsP5k/s72-c/so%2Bcute.%2B%253D%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-5417413335423170057</id><published>2011-02-14T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T00:20:18.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sleepless night, a day to remember.</title><content type='html'>it started out as a good day at madrasah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very fun indeed.. i feel that the ALIVE programme is really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;however.. the students are.. too much.. ALIVE..&lt;br /&gt;haha..yeah.. my classmate juan was screaming all the way during recess.. xD&lt;br /&gt;lol.. very fun..very fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that.. waited at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see.. i have this voucher that was given to me on my birthday last year..&lt;br /&gt;and..the thing is..i forgot about it and i found it a few days ago..&lt;br /&gt;laying under old books and paper..&lt;br /&gt;so.. i checked the due date.. 13th feb 2011..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO MORE DAYS TO SPEND $40 worth of voucher?!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I SUPPOSE TO BUY?! I HAVE GOT NOTHING ON MY MIND....&lt;br /&gt;i turned to mum.. she was angry because only left 2 more days and she was not free..&lt;br /&gt;i went to dad..the same reason..&lt;br /&gt;same goes for my lil ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO DO..&lt;br /&gt;if i buy something i dont need.. i would just be wasting this right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i decided to put it to good use..&lt;br /&gt;giving it to 'arifah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first she was quite stubborn.. xD (she always is.. &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;but then i realised that she needed to get herself new pair of shoes for school.&lt;br /&gt;so..why not? i gave the voucher to her..&lt;br /&gt;yet she refused to accept it..&lt;br /&gt;so.. we went looking for shoes at wlnds coz vivo dont have sportslink shop.. =_= (my bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we went looking for shoes.. and wow.. shoes are $100+? xD&lt;br /&gt;40 bucks aint enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. we set our eyes on a different target..&lt;br /&gt;getting her a new bag.. since she told me that she only owned two bags..(others are from her sisters)&lt;br /&gt;so.. yeah.. found a really cool purple bag which really suited her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i could describe it is..WOW..&lt;br /&gt;it was a purple puma bag.. plain but nifty.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to purchase the bag.. skali check check the price 69 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;waduuhh..&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.. i paid for her first..then after that she could repay me back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which leads me waiting for 3pm the next day..after 'arifah finished her madrasah..&lt;br /&gt;so that we could get her the bag..&lt;br /&gt;check check TWO OF MY VOUCHERS WERE ONLY VALID FOR A SPECIFIC ITEM...&lt;br /&gt;WADUUUUHHH...cekik darah betul!!&lt;br /&gt;since there was no other ways of payment..&lt;br /&gt;no choice but to use my lovely DBS card.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bought for my lil sister some shirts with the other two vouchers.. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that.. bought ice cream and blablabla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where things took a turn for the worst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i've applied through this DAE at RP..&lt;br /&gt;and whats sad is.. that.. it was unsuccessful..&lt;br /&gt;just like the other excercises..&lt;br /&gt;i was soo sad..&lt;br /&gt;and then..&lt;br /&gt;when i told mom..she scolded me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that.. i kept quiet all the way home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just when i thought things couldnt get anymore worse..it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a post from 'arifah saying : its gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that moment i knew that it had something to do with the bag i bought for her earlier today..&lt;br /&gt;then, thats when she msged me to confirm my fears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turns out that her mum not only took the bag.. she also took away a bear i got 'arifah on my first trip to universal studios..( a very precious gift from me)&lt;br /&gt;i was extremely devastated when i heard that.. and she said that she loved it soo much and she cried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt totally useless.. but i still tried to console her..&lt;br /&gt;however.. through the message.. i felt as though her self esteem plunged way low..&lt;br /&gt;lower than i could ever imagine..&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt believe it..&lt;br /&gt;it was soo heartbreaking for me to see her in that state..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew why her mom took away those the things i got her.. she sees me as a nuisance..&lt;br /&gt;an underling worthless of her daughter's affection and time..&lt;br /&gt;im a low-life..incapable of getting what she desires..&lt;br /&gt;a fool, wasting his efforts on her daughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont blame her.. infact.. mothers are very defensive when it comes to daughters..&lt;br /&gt;however.. her actions are in a way intolerable.. but i still understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that.. it makes my blood boil when i know that my effort and time is wasted like that..&lt;br /&gt;im not blaming anyone.. or maybe the blame is on me because eversince i confessed that im in love with her..&lt;br /&gt;her life got miserable..&lt;br /&gt;coz everytime i wanna go out with her.. her mom disapproves.. when i get her a present..her mom didnt like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.. =( i really truely am.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at times.. i feel that.. if it really makes her life better..i would stay out of her life..&lt;br /&gt;so that her life with her family prospers.. and not get worse because of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, my self esteem is at it lowest thinking about where i am gonna end up..&lt;br /&gt;and what my future is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart slowly crumbles under the pressure..&lt;br /&gt;tears slowly flood my eyes and drench my cheeks..&lt;br /&gt;i write this entry with my whole heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did it for 'arifah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if her mom thinks im just a low-life incapable of being with her daughter..&lt;br /&gt;i'll prove her wrong..&lt;br /&gt;i'll prove her very wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL GET MY DEGREE...IF IT KILLS ME......&lt;br /&gt;I WIILLL GET MY DEGREE...I DONT CARE...&lt;br /&gt;INSYALLAH..I WILL GET MY DEGREE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya ALLAH, tolonglah.. berikanku semangat untuk melalui masa yang gelap ini..terangkanlah hatiku dan tunjukkanlah jalan yang ku sepatutnya ambil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'arifah says that her mom took everything away from her which i gave her..&lt;br /&gt;no..&lt;br /&gt;she didnt take everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she didnt take away the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe her mother's intention of doing so is good..&lt;br /&gt;however.. it was taking it to the extreme..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. the items that she loves most..the items that i poured my heart and soul in.. is in her mother's grasp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what she is going to do with it..&lt;br /&gt;but pray that its not what i think is it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray to ALLAH that those items are out of harm's way and will return back to 'arifah someday..&lt;br /&gt;insyallah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all the sadness of today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my strength to face tomorrow grows weaker..&lt;br /&gt;my confidence is slowly draining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I CANNOT GIVE UP NOW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to stay strong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that actions speak louder than words..&lt;br /&gt;but trust me..&lt;br /&gt;this year...&lt;br /&gt;my actions.. &lt;br /&gt;are gonna ROAR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you 'arifah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything will be ok.. you will get those items back..&lt;br /&gt;insyallah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please keep your esteem high dear.. you need to be strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-5417413335423170057?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5417413335423170057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5417413335423170057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/02/sleepless-night-day-to-remember.html' title='a sleepless night, a day to remember.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-5536960672729574941</id><published>2011-02-07T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T23:03:52.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heh, yeah, its been awhile since i was here =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not saying im back but.. yeah.. something to keep me occupied rather than being bored to death i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. currently not in the best of shape,state,mind,spirit..&lt;br /&gt;im not really sure why but i believe its due to the fact that im bored..&lt;br /&gt;and that my manager is only accepting me next week&lt;br /&gt;(that is..IF the other part timer is busy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored out of my wits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sitting at home does not benefit me in any way.. i go for evening jogs frequently..&lt;br /&gt;however, its just only to clear my mind.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe im saying this but, ouh how i miss going to school..being around friends..getting scolded by teachers..hanging out after school..going for band..&lt;br /&gt;gosh..&lt;br /&gt;now.. i feel like im trapped in my own freedom.&lt;br /&gt;slowly dying in misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that keeps me sane is chatting with 'arifah.&lt;br /&gt;but the sad fact is.. she's not around during the day coz she's schooling..&lt;br /&gt;and im left alone to entertain myself till she onlines..&lt;br /&gt;however, when she onlines.. im afraid to chat to her coz..&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i may be disturbing her..&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;and.. since im very irritating..&lt;br /&gt;im afraid that i might ruin her night&lt;br /&gt;which only affects her performance the next day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh why..ouh why..&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yeah.. i love her very much.&lt;br /&gt;even though i dont get to chat with her daily like i used to..&lt;br /&gt;or even meet her and see her beautiful face like every single day..&lt;br /&gt;my heart still beats strong for her.&lt;br /&gt;my love only gets stronger with each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope she sees that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-5536960672729574941?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5536960672729574941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5536960672729574941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2011/02/heh-yeah-its-been-awhile-since-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-2618025089436829043</id><published>2010-07-11T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T21:50:44.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strength</title><content type='html'>you &lt;b&gt;dont&lt;/b&gt; have to have big bulky muscles to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all you have to have, is a &lt;b&gt;strong heart &lt;/b&gt;and a &lt;b&gt;strong will&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;that will always get you far in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not about who is &lt;b&gt;stronger&lt;/b&gt; in life. its about who is &lt;b&gt;tougher&lt;/b&gt; to pursue when against all odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;control&lt;/b&gt; the mind.&lt;b&gt;control&lt;/b&gt; yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is what makes us &lt;b&gt;powerful&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;b&gt; dream&lt;/b&gt;.to &lt;b&gt;soar&lt;/b&gt; to new heights.&lt;br /&gt;thats what we humans are made for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-2618025089436829043?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/2618025089436829043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/2618025089436829043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/07/strength.html' title='strength'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1542780554405589751</id><published>2010-06-12T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T18:16:19.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sooner or later..</title><content type='html'>hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;thanks to today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not anymore excited about bali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just..the mood just disappeared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1542780554405589751?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1542780554405589751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1542780554405589751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/06/sooner-or-later.html' title='sooner or later..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1320784799133231707</id><published>2010-06-09T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:06:38.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness aside..</title><content type='html'>WEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few more days..&lt;br /&gt;few more days left WOOTT!!!&lt;br /&gt;ughh..&lt;br /&gt;1..&lt;br /&gt;2..&lt;br /&gt;ugh..&lt;br /&gt;what come after 2?&lt;br /&gt;O_O..&lt;br /&gt;ughh..&lt;br /&gt;4 more days till i woosh off to bali!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bali..balli..balliii..bal-e..bal..ihh..BALI..barli?barley!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lame..uhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im totally excited bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last overseas trip for the year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be fun !!..(i hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gonna start packin tomoro..&lt;br /&gt;and hope it goes well.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh and about ur book 'arifah..&lt;br /&gt;2 more chapters..&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;thanks again for lending it to me..&lt;br /&gt;very inspiring..and meaningful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah..sad sad mood + me = one dull dude..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEE~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BARLEY!!! WOOTT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIRPLANE, HERE I COME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or was it aeroplane?&lt;br /&gt;O_O..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1320784799133231707?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1320784799133231707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1320784799133231707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/06/sadness-aside.html' title='sadness aside..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4058903701743408776</id><published>2010-06-08T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T14:57:01.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ponder..</title><content type='html'>uhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so moody..&lt;br /&gt;the clouds are not helping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they loom over me just raining down pain and hate and drenching me in sorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel..&lt;br /&gt;disappointed,angry,useless,sad,confused and puzzled..&lt;br /&gt;what a wrong mixture of feelings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people around me are so negative..&lt;br /&gt;in the end..&lt;br /&gt;im the one getting influenced by them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so moody..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightmares every night dont seem to soothe my grief and sorrow..&lt;br /&gt;it contributes to my sane suffering..&lt;br /&gt;im left alone to fend for myself..&lt;br /&gt;my friends are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to primary school eh?&lt;br /&gt;to the old times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suffer alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one cares who i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not outstanding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not special at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just..indifferent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant escape this pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even when im happy..there is still sorrow lingering around my aura..&lt;br /&gt;all i can do is fake my feelings behind a facade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel useless..&lt;br /&gt;i look useless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i guess that i am useless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is another depression session?&lt;br /&gt;no..&lt;br /&gt;its just my reflection of who i really think i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not emo..nor am i egoistical..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont fit in neither categories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a dream anymore..&lt;br /&gt;all i have is..nightmares..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4058903701743408776?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4058903701743408776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4058903701743408776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/06/ponder.html' title='ponder..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-2319822865020481722</id><published>2010-05-14T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T20:45:46.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im off from the cyber world..</title><content type='html'>well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna "live" in the cyber world..&lt;br /&gt;especially in this time of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is all just a waste of my time..&lt;br /&gt;when i could be spending this time doing something..&lt;br /&gt;beneficial..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant say that the cyber world aint useful..&lt;br /&gt;but its just that..its full of distractions..&lt;br /&gt;they make me lose my focus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stopping all these nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so from now on.. facebook..not anymore..&lt;br /&gt;blogging? till next year i think..&lt;br /&gt;msn? nah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got no time to dedicate to this now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..if you wanna communicate with me..do it the old fashion way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in real life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through text message..&lt;br /&gt;calls..&lt;br /&gt;chat sessions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you name it..&lt;br /&gt;i'll be in it..&lt;br /&gt;when ever..&lt;br /&gt;where ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out..forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;operation abandon cyber world commences at T-minus 0800 hours on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;prepare yourselves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-2319822865020481722?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/2319822865020481722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/2319822865020481722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-off-from-cyber-world.html' title='im off from the cyber world..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3362339112103974007</id><published>2010-05-12T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T16:36:49.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going ermm is just human. saying i forgive you is divine.</title><content type='html'>well..my brain is overloaded with maths junk..&lt;br /&gt;ehh..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ofcourse..5 hours of maths?&lt;br /&gt;how could that not fry your brain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really really tired rite now..&lt;br /&gt;i've been not sleeping well lately..&lt;br /&gt;and im always up early&lt;br /&gt;and revising and whatever not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna have tuition later and..&lt;br /&gt;ughh..&lt;br /&gt;uber drained..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever get the feeling of being lonely?&lt;br /&gt;i mean..really lonely till you feel lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so stressed up lately..&lt;br /&gt;and i keep getting this feeling that something is wrong whenever..&lt;br /&gt;whenever..&lt;br /&gt;i see..&lt;br /&gt;you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;am i halucinating?&lt;br /&gt;im not sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everytime..&lt;br /&gt;i..&lt;br /&gt;you know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more days to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more papers to finish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's a friend when you need one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3362339112103974007?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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type='text'>UBER WORN OUT!!! X_X</title><content type='html'>today had a very very very very very long day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt sleep again..&lt;br /&gt;coz of random things going on in my head in the middle of the night..&lt;br /&gt;wake up cannot sleep back..&lt;br /&gt;again..&lt;br /&gt;for a few weeks now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;7-9a.m: amaths remedial with mrs goh&lt;br /&gt;reach home at 9.30a.m prepare tuition stuff,do tuition hmwk until 10.15a.m&lt;br /&gt;left house without eating breakfast/luch..&lt;br /&gt;reach library at 10.35a.m&lt;br /&gt;very tired by then..&lt;br /&gt;2hr30mins of tuition till 1p.m..&lt;br /&gt;reach home at 1.25p.m..&lt;br /&gt;took a long shower till 1.35p.m..&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch..till 2.10p.m&lt;br /&gt;get ready for madrasah and left at 2.20p.m&lt;br /&gt;reach madrasah 2.50p.m&lt;br /&gt;all the way till 5.25p.m..&lt;br /&gt;after that..went roaming..&lt;br /&gt;until 8 without dinner..&lt;br /&gt;come home at 8.20p.m..ate dinner..&lt;br /&gt;now here i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half closed eyes..&lt;br /&gt;uber lethargic..&lt;br /&gt;feel like my head's gonna drop any minute..&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i better get to sleep now..&lt;br /&gt;please sleep..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna wake up at 12p.m tomoro..&lt;br /&gt;mom..give me your power to sleep the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;please..&lt;br /&gt;i really need it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to my sleep!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously have the urge to talk to girls already..&lt;br /&gt;=/ *sigh.. dont worry..after exams all will be ok..^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-9082435639734449382?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/9082435639734449382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/9082435639734449382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/05/uber-worn-out-xx.html' title='UBER WORN OUT!!! X_X'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1789839707966655673</id><published>2010-05-06T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T19:11:37.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you cant stand the heat..get out of the fridge! O_O?</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA!!.. i dont know why but im feeling very random..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.. i dont really know why..&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well..time to get serious..&lt;br /&gt;tomoro paper 2 for english and history after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've already screwed up for social studies..&lt;br /&gt;aint no way imma screw history..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really really sad..&lt;br /&gt;to do those things to you..&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;i really regret it a lot..&lt;br /&gt;now i really cant wait for the exams to be done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i really really want to you know..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;i just miss you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;dont know if u miss me or not uh..&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;i miss you lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..better get revising..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and you..talk talk talk..and cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to all who are having their exams tomoro!&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abit late to be wishing luck but its better late then never i always say..&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. im off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1789839707966655673?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1789839707966655673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1789839707966655673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-cant-stand-heatget-out-of-fridge.html' title='if you cant stand the heat..get out of the fridge! O_O?'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-6324813202461008851</id><published>2010-05-01T08:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T08:54:53.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just as i left it..</title><content type='html'>WAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet!!&lt;br /&gt;my blogs still here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..so..havent been bloggin for a week now..i think..&lt;br /&gt;maybe more..&lt;br /&gt;for obvious reasons ofcourse..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been &lt;strike&gt;abit&lt;/strike&gt; ALOT sad this week..&lt;br /&gt;FOR OBVIOUS REASONS..&lt;br /&gt;im so tensed up..&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im alone again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey went away for obvious reasons.. :(&lt;br /&gt;the guys..yeah sure they're fun to be with but..&lt;br /&gt;i feel like something's missing..~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me by saying for saying this but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey..i miss you..&lt;br /&gt;i miss talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;i miss walking with you.&lt;br /&gt;i miss your laughter.&lt;br /&gt;i miss your stoned face.&lt;br /&gt;i miss your orangeness.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..its been a long time since we actually communicated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thank you for wishing me luck for my exams.&lt;br /&gt;good luck to you too for your O's..&lt;br /&gt;you can definately pass with flying &lt;strike&gt;wei jun's&lt;/strike&gt; colours i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insyallah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;i've got a long holiday infront of me..&lt;br /&gt;and i believe i should spend it wisely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna start with amaths now..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to 4e's and 5n's for ur exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-6324813202461008851?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/6324813202461008851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/6324813202461008851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-as-i-left-it.html' title='just as i left it..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-5672474974873964917</id><published>2010-04-26T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T20:44:05.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>english oral examination</title><content type='html'>WAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!! today's oral was the best oral examination evar!!&lt;br /&gt;1stly: i made the teacher smile..&lt;br /&gt;2ndly: i made her laugh too..&lt;br /&gt;3rd: speaking of racial harmony..i told her im a RHYA-ian.&lt;br /&gt;4th: when she gave me a quote, i reply with another quote and she said: wow firdaus, impressive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could that not be the best oral ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least.. i had fun chit chatting with her..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;thanks ms farhana?&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;idk..&lt;br /&gt;new teacher..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..2.4km run today again..&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;love running..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. just now couldnt run well..&lt;br /&gt;my heart started giving problems again and &lt;br /&gt;something wrong is going on with my right foot..&lt;br /&gt;i cant explain it..but i just continued running and never stopped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..i got the stamina..&lt;br /&gt;but i really cant do it without the support my classmates showed me..&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;awesome lah you guys all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruhhaidi,haziq,weijun,zhaowei,'arifah,syafiqah,syafinaz,dada,fakhriah,iffah,munirah,nurul,fadeelah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. thanks for cheering me on..&lt;br /&gt;im proud to call you my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while mr loke annoucin the results..&lt;br /&gt;my leg started feeling funny..&lt;br /&gt;nearly cramped up so i stood up fast to avoid cramping..&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;the worst happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i walked to mr star's class..&lt;br /&gt;my feet were hurting like mad..&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;every step i took was like walking on fire..&lt;br /&gt;it friggin hurts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even now it still hurts..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i strained my foot somehow..&lt;br /&gt;salah urat ker..&lt;br /&gt;entah lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to top it all off..&lt;br /&gt;the cuts and scrapes from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;when my adek was playing balls in the room and accidently hit the ceiling light..which fell and broke into a million pieces..&lt;br /&gt;and unfortunately..i was the only casualty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks arh adek..&lt;br /&gt;ouh and thank you foot..&lt;br /&gt;you've really hurt me now..&lt;br /&gt;literally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'arifah!! your amaths book 2 is with me!! MUAHAHAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, i'll keep it safe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-5672474974873964917?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5672474974873964917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5672474974873964917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/english-oral-examination.html' title='english oral examination'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-717868764714803770</id><published>2010-04-25T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T12:30:55.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exiled..</title><content type='html'>hmm..im not sure why but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im being isolated..&lt;br /&gt;this is really wierd coz..&lt;br /&gt;i've been feeling useless lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;im having a bad week here..&lt;br /&gt;1st thing..my friend here..whom i shall not name..&lt;br /&gt;he has this problem.. which is..his life..&lt;br /&gt;and he wants to end it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..ugh..&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna talk about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then comes the miscommunication..&lt;br /&gt;between me and 4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz she thought that i thought that we both miscommunicated and i believe it was my fault..&lt;br /&gt;-_-..&lt;br /&gt;my post was referring to this other friend of mine..&lt;br /&gt;who dont believe in love anymore..&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;when i read 4's blog earlier today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..she also stated she " doesnt believe in love "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a long winded miscommunication this is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im feeling the effects..&lt;br /&gt;coz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im guilty for this miscommunication..&lt;br /&gt;both of these people dont seem to talk to me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;so i can conclude that im useless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..i tried to save you my friend..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;4, i honestly didnt read your blog yesterday..i didnt know..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;im the one to be blamed for the miscommunication..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im isolated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-717868764714803770?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/717868764714803770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/717868764714803770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/exiled.html' title='exiled..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-8224653088609032415</id><published>2010-04-24T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T22:00:22.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh..just ignore the last post..</title><content type='html'>*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no way..&lt;br /&gt;no way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not stop believing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 quotes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i live by it..&lt;br /&gt;by hook or by crook..&lt;br /&gt;i will fulfill what i promise myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want to bring me down..&lt;br /&gt;go ahead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will rise up again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the last mistake im ever going to make..&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna feel sorry for you..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up to you to live your own life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've practicallly had it with you and your bullshet..&lt;br /&gt;you dont believe in love?&lt;br /&gt;your problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still believe in love..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;isyallah..it will stay with me till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;believe it..&lt;br /&gt;coz i still believe in my loving friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you on the other hand..up to you to start loving..&lt;br /&gt;if not then..&lt;br /&gt;there's no point in living life either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish you the best of luck in life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph..that is..if you still want to live it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is not the time for being all lovey-dovey and such..&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;i just want to reassure..that i still love you my loving friend.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..times are hard..but please..dont let go..&lt;br /&gt;keep holding on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you my friend..&lt;br /&gt;i say it again..&lt;br /&gt;there's no point in me trying to fight for you..if you yourself dont fight for yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL BELIEVE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please..dont break my heart now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-8224653088609032415?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8224653088609032415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8224653088609032415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/sighjust-ignore-last-post.html' title='*sigh..just ignore the last post..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3404305913805347904</id><published>2010-04-24T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T21:40:44.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah..you never fail..</title><content type='html'>to bring me to the lowest depths of my emotions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh..you really &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; to drag me into the pit of hate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you really &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; to see me suffer at the end of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you really have no heart..&lt;br /&gt;hmph..&lt;br /&gt;no wonder you dont trust..&lt;br /&gt;coz..you dont believe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im digusted by the way you planned your filthy life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you my friend..&lt;br /&gt;there are more to life than death..&lt;br /&gt;there are friends..&lt;br /&gt;there are family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more importantly there is love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are you so afraid to love someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it coz you've been rejected too many times before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh..proves my point exactly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;human being's gratest fear is rejection..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh..you say you suffer from a former puppy dog love relationship..&lt;br /&gt;thats not a reason why you should stop loving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about your damn life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are still young..&lt;br /&gt;you still have time to change your destiny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you dont believe..&lt;br /&gt;then..whose gonna believe for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im doing all i can to save you from this..&lt;br /&gt;but if you are not fighting against the darkness..&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;this is already a lost battle even before it began..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please my friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not do this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beg of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you really love to break my heart eh?&lt;br /&gt;love to see me break down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;why do i have such a caring heart..&lt;br /&gt;i mean..&lt;br /&gt;as a guy..&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt be this caring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.. my weakness..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks arh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru semalam dah happy..&lt;br /&gt;you ruined my day..&lt;br /&gt;how great is that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you really thought me not to believe anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh is gone..&lt;div 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-5555453241635914932</id><published>2010-04-24T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T10:04:32.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im ready</title><content type='html'>*inhale&lt;br /&gt;*exhale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite..&lt;br /&gt;after yesterday's pleasent chat with honey(after soo long)&lt;br /&gt;and after yesterday's mother tongue paper&lt;br /&gt;and after yesterday's meeting..&lt;br /&gt;and just now's awesome sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM READY FOR A LONG DAY TODAY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sad about my lost shoes anymore..&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for tuition rite about now..and all the way till 5+ is madrasah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yessah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im ready world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then maybe after that i'll do some art..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks honey..&lt;br /&gt;great to chat with you again after a long time..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy always kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;smile always and always smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;br /&gt;out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-5555453241635914932?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5555453241635914932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna say anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;just smile and wave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wave wave*&lt;br /&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still bummed out though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could i lose you.&lt;br /&gt;you were so dear to me..&lt;br /&gt;why did you leave me especially now?&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;i lost you on wednesday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;miserable like..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom asked why i soo moody after wednesday..&lt;br /&gt;i told her,i lost you.&lt;br /&gt;mom only sighed.. and said..&lt;br /&gt;dont worry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are others..&lt;br /&gt;besides..&lt;br /&gt;no point being sad..&lt;br /&gt;awoosh,now is not the time to be concerned about silly things like losing you.&lt;br /&gt;and..yeah i agree..&lt;br /&gt;its very friggin stupid.. &lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you..&lt;br /&gt;those times..&lt;br /&gt;the great run we had..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's out.. im out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh btw..&lt;br /&gt;well.. this sounds kinda wierd rite?&lt;br /&gt;i know this kinda sounds like im referring to a person?&lt;br /&gt;lol..but im not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that..&lt;br /&gt;I LOST MY SHOEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dont terase ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im currently at RHYA meeting rite now..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;using the com here..&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;and..im bored waiting for the people to come..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll go sleep first..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..thats a good idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. alrite imma go..now..&lt;br /&gt;yeap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out.. *sigh..byebye converse shoe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1472873589683694011?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1472873589683694011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1472873589683694011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/exam-period-begins.html' title='EXAM PERIOD BEGINS.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1316152728860406775</id><published>2010-04-22T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T19:21:34.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you just reassured my fears</title><content type='html'>why thank YOU for reassuring my fears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah..&lt;br /&gt;never thought this day would come..&lt;br /&gt;but well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing lasts forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt see it coming though..&lt;br /&gt;i must admit..&lt;br /&gt;that caught me by suprise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all over now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna suffer anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna carry that burden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi..it hurts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh..but what do you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feelings are insignificant to you lah..&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;i guess im nothing in your presence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im abit sad but ouh well..&lt;br /&gt;that life i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you are the last mistake im ever gonna make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today headache!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAH..&lt;br /&gt;aiyoyoyo..&lt;br /&gt;my head goes boom boom pow..&lt;br /&gt;during physics..&lt;br /&gt;and all the way to AEP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you rain for quenching my mind..&lt;br /&gt;ahh..refreshing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;well not only the rain lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ghaf and malay boys prayed at cikgu zaetun's class..&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.. amek air wuduk..&lt;br /&gt;then my mind started to feel better..&lt;br /&gt;after solat..&lt;br /&gt;wow.. my mind so much clearer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still sad though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my shoe..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my mind. i lost my mood.then, i lost my shoe. i just hope that i wont lose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1316152728860406775?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1316152728860406775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1316152728860406775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-just-reassured-my-fears.html' title='you just reassured my fears'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3628027591619719855</id><published>2010-04-21T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:12:49.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAPHA TEST!</title><content type='html'>wahahah.. AWESOMEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite..disappointing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at one station..or two..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i improved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing broad jump.. last year-205cm&lt;br /&gt;this year- 212cm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sit ups..last year-45&lt;br /&gt;this year-48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shuttle run.. last year-12.5secs&lt;br /&gt;this year-11.10secs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say.. THE BLOCK FELL OUT OF MY HAND!!!&lt;br /&gt;WTF?!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESTAKE SHUTTLE RUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 2.4 too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^..&lt;br /&gt;last time was just the warm up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time is the real thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you all who supported me and motivated me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creds to zw..&lt;br /&gt;if not.. i wouldnt have beaten him in sit ups.. wahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zw situps-42&lt;br /&gt;me situps-48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3628027591619719855?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3628027591619719855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3628027591619719855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/napha-test.html' title='NAPHA TEST!'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-8162171494668152165</id><published>2010-04-20T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T17:08:31.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we all need one..</title><content type='html'>WAHAHAHAHA!! someone GOT PIMPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah mature seyh..&lt;br /&gt;lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ker stress?&lt;br /&gt;ALERMAk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just staring at mom and dad's&lt;br /&gt;picture when they were young..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh those two love birds..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;so cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom so pweety!&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;back then..&lt;br /&gt;now.. SHE BEAUTIFUL..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did they met actually..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;still puzzles me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know is..&lt;br /&gt;dad really love my mummeh..&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom shared how he used to sacrifice loads of things..&lt;br /&gt;for her..&lt;br /&gt;but still..not forgetting whats important in life..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;ahh dad..ouh dad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lucky to have mummeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u both lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. quite fascinating really..&lt;br /&gt;to find out about the past..&lt;br /&gt;how time flies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at the baby picture..&lt;br /&gt;of me..&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;i've grown soo much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad didnt disappoint me..&lt;br /&gt;now..&lt;br /&gt;its my turn to not disappoint them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch me conquer my O levels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do you proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. continue watching me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-8162171494668152165?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8162171494668152165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8162171494668152165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-all-need-one.html' title='we all need one..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3241904042055547008</id><published>2010-04-19T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T18:31:13.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm..</title><content type='html'>WaAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..today..2.4km run..&lt;br /&gt;and um..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;my timing suxs.. YOU KNOW WHY?&lt;br /&gt;coz i wanna retake..wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;i know..sounds stupid..&lt;br /&gt;its just that..&lt;br /&gt;the shoes i ran in..not suitable..&lt;br /&gt;i dont like to run in the hot and humid and endless loop around the carpark..&lt;br /&gt;its so friggin tiring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather run 3 rounds around school than run 14 rounds around carpark..&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya lah.. complain complain complian jer lah aku nii..&lt;br /&gt;-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but during today's run..i look up at the sky..&lt;br /&gt;the clouds were beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;i was lost..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;before i knew it.. 10 rounds past by so fast..&lt;br /&gt;hah..&lt;br /&gt;nice..&lt;br /&gt;but i had an uneasy feeling..&lt;br /&gt;in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; then..&lt;br /&gt;during star's class..&lt;br /&gt;*this may sound wierd* but..&lt;br /&gt;my heart hurted so dame badly..&lt;br /&gt;heart cramp..&lt;br /&gt;crap..it hurts.. so i went toilet..&lt;br /&gt;refill my bottle..&lt;br /&gt;this is no joke..&lt;br /&gt;ouch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;SO DAME LETHARGIC..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday go johor help with construction..&lt;br /&gt;my grandfather extending the house..&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;cool cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ i loike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. today very the.. Ughh.. *gloomy..*worn out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now during mother tongue AEP..&lt;br /&gt;'arifah slept on her table..&lt;br /&gt;then i also tempted to just close my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;and just doze off..&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;nice..&lt;br /&gt;the wheather was supporting me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr.. but then.. &lt;br /&gt;u know lah..&lt;br /&gt;class and all..&lt;br /&gt;i shall not slack anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so im back here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;researching on art still..&lt;br /&gt;got loads of ideas already! MUAHAHAHAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3241904042055547008?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3241904042055547008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3241904042055547008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/hmm.html' title='hmm..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-7408135764659897843</id><published>2010-04-16T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T21:12:00.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O_O</title><content type='html'>my eyes going bonkers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;nice..&lt;br /&gt;grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally walked..&lt;br /&gt;from sembawang to woodlands..&lt;br /&gt;after like.. AGES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is.. WOW..&lt;br /&gt;never felt so wonderfull..so stressfree..so..tiring..so hot..&lt;br /&gt;all at the same time this year..&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;otw to our destination..&lt;br /&gt;we talked about banglas..&lt;br /&gt;and.. that sorta stuff..&lt;br /&gt;how to promote them without indirectly demoralising them..&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she asked me a question..i never thought she would ask..&lt;br /&gt;excellent question..&lt;br /&gt;i answered it honestly..&lt;br /&gt;hope my answer satisfies you.&lt;br /&gt;^_^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my " I SHOULD's " comes first..&lt;br /&gt;however, my " I WANTS " will come later in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still young.. i have nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt regret my life..especially now..&lt;br /&gt;im 16 this year.. i have to enjoy life.. make the best out of things..&lt;br /&gt;and just.. live my life to the fullest i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks 4 for the walk and everything else that comes after..&lt;br /&gt;^_^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo..and the chocolate too..reminds me of the past.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks again..&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh and to reply to ur friendship letter you gave me the other day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will always be your loving friend too.those times..the memories. will be cherished.the walks..the talks..the laughs..the arguments..the "i love you" letter..etc. i would like to thank you for all you have sacrificed for me. all the time u wasted because of me. i would like to say sorry for the times you cried because of me. i guess, without you.. i would still be punching walls and regretting life about now.. halfway dead towards the O levels. thank you for being such a great friend. for believing in me. for accepting me for who i am. as a friend. as a loving friend. as a person you can always count on. a friend like you is a one in a million. im greatfull for having you in my life. as my loving friend. do remember that 1444 still lives. its all up to the 4 to 414.. ^_^. thank you once again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-7408135764659897843?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7408135764659897843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7408135764659897843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/oo.html' title='O_O'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3766554345737217322</id><published>2010-04-13T16:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T16:32:18.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grr...</title><content type='html'>im so hating the constant weather changes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really deteriorating my health..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the start of this constant change..&lt;br /&gt;i've been getting ill more often..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. PHYSICALLY..&lt;br /&gt;not mentally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..i've just taken my temprature..&lt;br /&gt;its 38.3 degrees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been coughin like mad since i came home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now..it started raining..again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll be better tomoro for RHYA meeting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please be on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be like last time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i hate most when im sick is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tend to blabber or talk gibbereish..&lt;br /&gt;i really cannot control what im saying or typing..&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if i mispronounce/mis-say somethings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey.. my minds totally weak rite now..i should get some rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3766554345737217322?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3766554345737217322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3766554345737217322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/grr.html' title='grr...'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4204741943727325220</id><published>2010-04-11T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T13:17:36.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day before school starts.</title><content type='html'>im not at my best today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick sick sick sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flu here..flu there..&lt;br /&gt;cough cough cough..&lt;br /&gt;rub rub rub&lt;br /&gt;sneeze&lt;br /&gt;achoo&lt;br /&gt;rub head&lt;br /&gt;migraine migraine&lt;br /&gt;feel so sick&lt;br /&gt;woot woot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can literally make a techno remix out of it..&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head poundin like boom boom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is the base going  *DUX DUX DUX DUX*&lt;br /&gt;literally beatboxing in my chest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the warm feeling my body feels when im sick..&lt;br /&gt;but it totally suxs to have running nose..&lt;br /&gt;i dont have the energy to play catching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do babies come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really puzzles my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably they pop out from the clouds and drop down to earth into their cribs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that makes sense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABIES FALL OUT FROM THE SKY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4204741943727325220?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4204741943727325220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4204741943727325220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-day-before-school-starts.html' title='last day before school starts.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1678523628773499981</id><published>2010-04-10T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:08:56.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WADDUUUUUUUHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>today..cramps all over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fingers are numb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my muscles are aching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was greeted by a sharp pain on my left ribcage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn painfull!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no choice lah..&lt;br /&gt;no one would believe me so..&lt;br /&gt;carried on the day..doin usual stuff..&lt;br /&gt;and enduring the agonizing pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;very fun..&lt;br /&gt;tuitio teacher tried to kill me with differentiation with logarithms..&lt;br /&gt;he was like.. ok lets try something new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solve this..&lt;br /&gt;i look at the question and i was like..O_O&lt;br /&gt;didnt mrs goh said that differentiation no logs?&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this comes out for exams im screwed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..NAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the logarithms require abit more brainwork..&lt;br /&gt;other than that..the steps are all..&lt;br /&gt;the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that..&lt;br /&gt;went to madrasah..&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ustazah was like.. firdaus? asal pegang pegang badan kamu tuu? gatal eh?&lt;br /&gt;bukan lah ustazah..ribcage saya sakit..&lt;br /&gt;sakit? macam mane bole sakit? ni mesti main kasar ker main wrestling ni tau..&lt;br /&gt;ehh takder lah cikgu..saya maen tug of war semalam..salah position arh..&lt;br /&gt;ouh..patutlah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWK-WARD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im literally freezing myself to death..&lt;br /&gt;just to make this feeling on my chest numb..&lt;br /&gt;so that i wont suffer as much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i tell ya..&lt;br /&gt;moving around today..&lt;br /&gt;was a freakin challenge..&lt;br /&gt;i kinda got a feeling of a handicap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah im not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1678523628773499981?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1678523628773499981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1678523628773499981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/wadduuuuuuuhhh.html' title='WADDUUUUUUUHHH!!!'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-908895769539730323</id><published>2010-04-09T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T23:29:09.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another sports day ended with a bang.</title><content type='html'>awesome stuff..awesome stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to all participants!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had tug of war just now..&lt;br /&gt;and i must say..&lt;br /&gt;DAMN SHIOK LAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i would love to complain about my hands burning..my calf muscles killing me and all..&lt;br /&gt;i'd say..that was the i mean.. THE best house games evar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about the green confetti paper zila gave 'arifah..&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why she gave you that..&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for friday prayers with ghaf..&lt;br /&gt;invited him over to my place..&lt;br /&gt;and chilled until bout 5.50pm..&lt;br /&gt;then we met up with randolph,weijun,shipeng and zhaowei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate seoul garden and now..&lt;br /&gt;i officially smell like one too..&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..THANKS RANDOLPH OL' BUDDY OL' PAL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating seoul garden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of to watch movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;originally wanted to watch clash of the titans..&lt;br /&gt;but then.."SOMEONE" said it suxs..&lt;br /&gt;so we watched how to train your dragon..(for me..again)&lt;br /&gt;ahh..&lt;br /&gt;shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playtimes over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomoro start work again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better be prepared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make it or break it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWOOH AWOOH AWOOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-908895769539730323?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/908895769539730323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/908895769539730323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/another-sports-day-ended-with-bang.html' title='another sports day ended with a bang.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4281212694772751990</id><published>2010-04-08T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T18:49:55.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YESSAA~~!!</title><content type='html'>woot!! survived another week in school!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just a few more weeks till exams..=/&lt;br /&gt;great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then..i will prepare myself accordingly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the S.U.P.E.R achievers boost just now for CLD..&lt;br /&gt;was AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. i miss the good old days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming..and what better time to get motivated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHOOO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lil confidence and thought renewall boost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another long day at A.E.P..&lt;br /&gt;but hey..&lt;br /&gt;its for the better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so hyped up on learning..&lt;br /&gt;i will try to keep this momentum..&lt;br /&gt;at this pace..&lt;br /&gt;the exams next three weeks will be conquered..&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..dont get too over confident yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three more weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make it..or break it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4281212694772751990?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4281212694772751990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4281212694772751990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/yessaa.html' title='YESSAA~~!!'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3890199754863328267</id><published>2010-04-05T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T20:21:00.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today..was freaky?</title><content type='html'>haha..started the day off with a smile..&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;zw seems damn happy about his fantsies thingy..&lt;br /&gt;O_O..&lt;br /&gt;i dont quite understand his fantasies..&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;the whole day was so enjoyable..&lt;br /&gt;haha..me and zw crackin jokes all throughout the day..&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;P.E..2.4 again&lt;br /&gt;and..have i slacked?&lt;br /&gt;no..it must be the wheather..ITS SO DAMN HOT JUST NOW..&lt;br /&gt;halfway through..i couldnt breathe..&lt;br /&gt;i was like..grr..&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna do this again..&lt;br /&gt;go go go..&lt;br /&gt;luckily got someone cheering me on..&lt;br /&gt;give me extra strength..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;my timing..was 14.44 minutes&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. &lt;br /&gt;worst timing this year..&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;i just love the hot/humid wheather..&lt;br /&gt;makes running so so much easier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes.. today had a long day..&lt;br /&gt;after school played the piano..well..&lt;br /&gt;only three songs..&lt;br /&gt;iyaz-solo&lt;br /&gt;five for fighting- superman&lt;br /&gt;owl city- vanilla twilight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..im learning solo now..haha..&lt;br /&gt;WOOH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn..im beat!&lt;br /&gt;mt classes till 5..&lt;br /&gt;in between had a short break..&lt;br /&gt;i took a short nap..coz my eyes were so heavy..&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up..&lt;br /&gt;my vision was blurry..&lt;br /&gt;seriously damn blurry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i stepped outside the classroom when the thing was over still blurry..&lt;br /&gt;i went to the toilet and checked my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;ouh..dont tell me i have to wear specs again..&lt;br /&gt;-_-|||&lt;br /&gt;then while i was walkin out the school gate..&lt;br /&gt;i stumbled on a few tiles on the carpark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think some of the peeps saw..&lt;br /&gt;then when i walked out of the school gate..&lt;br /&gt;all i could see was..blur..blur..and more blur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..i shook my head all the way..&lt;br /&gt;until at the mrt station..&lt;br /&gt;i finally can see abit clearer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn..that was a wierd experience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astaghfirullah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've nothin more to say..&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..yeah..i read ur diary..&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;O_O..&lt;br /&gt;what are you trynna say here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just simply cant care for some people anymore..&lt;br /&gt;its just that the feelings are fading away..&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;i guess life would be better without you.&lt;br /&gt;and i plan on livin my life to the fullest thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;u are just a barrier in between me and my happiness..&lt;br /&gt;why should i care for a person who doesnt care for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the golden rule : treat others the way you want others to treat you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..if i treat u..and u dont treat me the same..&lt;br /&gt;i guess its no different than me not treating you is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios amigos!&lt;br /&gt;see ya..wouldnt wanna be ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3890199754863328267?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3890199754863328267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3890199754863328267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/todaywas-freaky.html' title='today..was freaky?'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1597932809948677712</id><published>2010-04-03T11:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T11:24:37.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enjoying the day while i still can</title><content type='html'>well..yesterday was a real dumb bumbasckets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-..but look on the bright side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought new shoes! WAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOT!! thanks dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome.. damn love my new shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY..I PUT MY NEW SHOES ON AND SUDDENLY EVERYTHIN IS RIGHT..&lt;br /&gt;I SAID..&lt;br /&gt;HEY..I PUT MY NEW SHOES ON AND SUDDENLY EVERYTHING IS RIGHT..&lt;br /&gt;SHORT ON MONEY BUT LONG ON TIME..&lt;br /&gt;SLOWLY SOAKIN IN THE SWEET SUNSHINE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- PAOLO NUTINI-NEW SHOES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE SONG NICE SONG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANIWAES.. STARTING THE DAY OFF RIGHT..&lt;br /&gt;RECITE A COUPLE OF SURAH'S..&lt;br /&gt;and off to my daily..dull..boring..*insert words that describe a feeling of discontent or total blandness of life*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see..there i go again..-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help it.. im a thinker..and a hugger too..and a cheesecaker too..&lt;br /&gt;wait..the last one doesnt make sense..O_O...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..i love my new shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out world..here i come..&lt;br /&gt;with my new pair of green puma shoes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh you..yeah you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert expletive here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo to you too!! JACKsAShS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1597932809948677712?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1597932809948677712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1597932809948677712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/enjoying-day-while-i-still-can.html' title='enjoying the day while i still can'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-680480849206221447</id><published>2010-04-03T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T00:39:39.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boomz boomz.duhh...O_O</title><content type='html'>ok..today..didnt go as i expected it to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly.. THERE WAS NO PICNIC IN THE FIRST PLACE!! OUH MY GOSH!!!-_-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2ndly.. I CANCELLED THE OUTING WITH HONEY FOR NOTHING!! OUH MY CHEESE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rdly.. IM REALLY TIRED COZ I DIDNT SLEEP WELL LAST NIGHT!! thanks to the cramp-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4thly.. NOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5thly.. HA..HA..CHHOOOOOO!! *sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6thly.. O_O..umm..what was number six again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7thly.. i miss you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what comes after 7? O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9thly.. i seriously think i wasted a good friday..-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10thly.. im so bored!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11thly.. im SO bored!!!! did i say that already? no..i dont think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12thly.. WEEE~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13thly.. boomz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14thly.. GET ROS BACK ON 98.7FM!!!! RIS SUCKS!!! BOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomoro saturday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for a relaxing good friday..-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks..alot..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-680480849206221447?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/680480849206221447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/680480849206221447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/boomz-boomzduhhoo.html' title='boomz boomz.duhh...O_O'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1082316920253584801</id><published>2010-04-01T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T21:24:56.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sarcasm</title><content type='html'>its a way of speech to express your superiority of language.&lt;br /&gt;and it works on two levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one. u express your sarcastic side adding a lil bit of joke&lt;br /&gt;so that a person would not be hurt by ur repulsive comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two. u scold them horribly in a soft tone therefor killing them slowly&lt;br /&gt;but surely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my advice..&lt;br /&gt;not for the faint hearted.&lt;br /&gt;coz..if u misuse this skill of making a retorical remark..&lt;br /&gt;u could end up..hurting the ones u dont wanna hurt..&lt;br /&gt;and thus leading you spiralling into depression..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.. im not tryin to be sarcastic..&lt;br /&gt;coz i am sarcasm..&lt;br /&gt;ehh..i was born with it..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;got scolded again for something i didnt do..&lt;br /&gt;again..&lt;br /&gt;lol.. star ouh star..&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;i accepted my punishment..&lt;br /&gt;-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know..who really are my friend/s&lt;br /&gt;thank you for standing up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry if u got scolded for doing so..&lt;br /&gt;u shouldnt have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;today was a learning frenzy..&lt;br /&gt;A.E.P all the way till 6p.m..&lt;br /&gt;lol.. Amaths.physics..chemistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh..im dead beat!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tryin my best not to bother about you too much.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;and im not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put all this aside..&lt;br /&gt;now's not the time for this..&lt;br /&gt;save it for after the O's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets get this party rollin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do it once..do it right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1082316920253584801?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1082316920253584801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1082316920253584801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/sarcasm.html' title='sarcasm'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4108996262461735466</id><published>2010-04-01T05:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T06:04:45.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate my mind for being so deep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musnt define too much..&lt;br /&gt;its affecting my thinking drastically..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just hurts to an extent..&lt;br /&gt;that..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to think shallower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm =/..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just gonna keep my mouth shut..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4108996262461735466?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4108996262461735466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4108996262461735466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-hate-my-mind-for-being-so-deep.html' title=''/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-5613926114592584643</id><published>2010-03-28T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T10:40:10.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sniff</title><content type='html'>lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick!! yattaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes.. umm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday nite..&lt;br /&gt;chatted with honey..&lt;br /&gt;and yeah..&lt;br /&gt;kinda "celebrated" earth hour yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uhh..well..&lt;br /&gt;had a great time chatting with her again..&lt;br /&gt;after i lost my cool the other day..&lt;br /&gt;haiyoyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im droppin my responsibility as an abg ang..&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to get involve in this mess anymore..&lt;br /&gt;the only adeks i want to have are my own blood relations.&lt;br /&gt;nothing more..&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;u all can handle urselfs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont need me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;bole lawan sama sama..boleh solve it sama sama..&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna tell u what u should do already.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna SPOON FEED you guys anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zw helped me to see this..&lt;br /&gt;and honey too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i believe its for the best..&lt;br /&gt;for both me..and u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now thats out of the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to take my medications now.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey honey! get well soon yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-5613926114592584643?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5613926114592584643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5613926114592584643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/sniff.html' title='*sniff'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-7631361863427665597</id><published>2010-03-27T07:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T08:11:43.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reasons why i got mad</title><content type='html'>ok.&lt;br /&gt;reflection time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what actually made me mad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) accused for doing something i didnt do.(again)&lt;br /&gt;2) injuries starting to hurt.(again)&lt;br /&gt;3) headache caused by the hot and humid weather(typical)&lt;br /&gt;4) sick because of the constant weather change.&lt;br /&gt;5) got scolded by star before chem AEP.(again)&lt;br /&gt;6) rough play during TAF club.&lt;br /&gt;7) stressed out about art.&lt;br /&gt;8) juniors going home before i could have one last talk with them&lt;br /&gt;9) 'someone's' attitude &lt;br /&gt;10) couldnt concentrate during chem AEP.&lt;br /&gt;11) forgotten to bring my ezlink card.&lt;br /&gt;12) quarter masters not doing their job.&lt;br /&gt;13) people keep touching my injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..i dont think anyone could be happy after this.&lt;br /&gt;i mean..HOW COULD YOU BE HAPPY IF ALL THIS THINGS HAPPEN IN ONE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt help it. im sorry if i blasted out my anger at my friends.&lt;br /&gt;my precious loving friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. guess i woke up on the wrong side of bed that day..&lt;br /&gt;aww man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im always in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;need more self control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*inhale..&lt;br /&gt;*exhale..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will talk to you soon 'arifah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im clearing my air that i breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dirty green has to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reflection closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-7631361863427665597?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7631361863427665597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7631361863427665597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/reasons-why-i-got-mad.html' title='reasons why i got mad'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-6987827395950567374</id><published>2010-03-26T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T20:21:30.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you.</title><content type='html'>today..hmm..i have to be greatfull to all the people.&lt;br /&gt;who helped to..teach me a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;a cold and hard lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr star- you..ok..never thought me a lesson..well..maybe too much fast food is bad for one's health.i totally agree..&lt;br /&gt;but..you gave me the time..to reflect..on my actions.&lt;br /&gt;ouh and..i deserve it.thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'arifah- sorry you had to go home alone yesterday.i really didnt mean to leave you behind like that.it was all my fault. i was so angry and frustrated and i..&lt;br /&gt;sorry. i've learnt my lesson and..i felt what u felt just now..&lt;br /&gt;coz  went home without me just now..&lt;br /&gt;hope we can talk soon. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adli- bro. im sorry if i said those things. i shouldnt have said it.i know.it just came out and i couldnt control my mouth at that time. im really really sorry if i hurt your feelings whatsoever.im sorry bro.please forgive me.thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;das-thank you for hitting my injuries. it really made me feel the pain. just like how i made honey feel when i was angry.i shouldnt have done what i did.thank you for making me realise that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise. i will change. to be a better student.colleague.accoplice.friend.loving friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please accept my sincere apology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise it wont happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey, im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE SADNESS..IN WITH THE GREEN OUT WITH THE BLUES. THIS GREEN DUDE IS READY FOR A NEW REVOLUTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO CHANGE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-6987827395950567374?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/6987827395950567374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/6987827395950567374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/thank-you_26.html' title='thank you.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3257995327012868494</id><published>2010-03-26T05:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T05:59:08.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday's CLD lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;star talked about self control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does self control mean actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it means.. tryin to control your anger and not let anyone notice it.&lt;br /&gt;it means.. tryin to control yorself from being angered by others.&lt;br /&gt;it means.. tryin to keep your blood cool when angered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..clearly..i have not fully mastered this "SELF CONTROL" business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i've done reflecting.&lt;br /&gt;took the whole morning to do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont want to be the one getting angry &lt;br /&gt;and the one who losses it all at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will practice self control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to subuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3257995327012868494?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3257995327012868494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3257995327012868494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/yesterdays-cld-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-6602560128208825488</id><published>2010-03-25T18:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:26:41.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbelievable..</title><content type='html'>officially lost my mood again today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid..stupid..stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. wont say i'll be better tomoro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is so effed up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you have fun without me..&lt;br /&gt;studying with him and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's onli gonna make my blood boil more..&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna risk it..its either i sit there and ruin my day further..&lt;br /&gt;or i just go home..take a breather..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont wanna go home..ok..fine..&lt;br /&gt;i go home myself.&lt;br /&gt;no worries..&lt;br /&gt;its better for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to get angry anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need sometime alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need the whole of tomoro..&lt;br /&gt;to reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today really..ugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ruined..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont utter a single word tomoro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me space..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-6602560128208825488?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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HAD A GREAT GREAT AFERNOON..&lt;br /&gt;even though..&lt;br /&gt;started it off like...&lt;br /&gt;SHET..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey, sorry uh if i never talk to you yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;coz i look at u and u were like..&lt;br /&gt;SO SO SO angry/ frustrated..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..i know its becoz of... yeah..&lt;br /&gt;but u look at though..u wanted to kill someone..&lt;br /&gt;its like.." dont talk to me or i will kill you" look..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahaha.. sorry lah..yesterday..actually i wanted to have a chat with u after school&lt;br /&gt;but then..u hilang..&lt;br /&gt;disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if i didnt talk to you yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;it was entirely my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..today..did art with honey..somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..then she was singing..while doin work..&lt;br /&gt;so i turned off my ipod and listen to her sing..&lt;br /&gt;great voice. haha..from sec 1 seyy..&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;then looked at paintings..&lt;br /&gt;alot of them are either about christ..or they were...EHEM..&lt;br /&gt;honey would know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..thanks for a great day.&lt;br /&gt;and the pinches as well..^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would also like to thank tiara for the slaps..&lt;br /&gt;the beats.. she gave me just now after school.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1444&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-2567750597309134489?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/2567750597309134489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/2567750597309134489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/support.html' title='SUPPORT.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3240637600397545410</id><published>2010-03-21T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:05:14.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im really grateful to have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never fail to bring me up when im down.&lt;br /&gt;never fail to make me green when im blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought about those words you told me.&lt;br /&gt;its true.&lt;br /&gt;i've been too hard on myself just to finish off the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suffered intense confusion at the start of the day&lt;br /&gt;causing me to..lose my grip..&lt;br /&gt;and leading to be so confused.so lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for bringin me back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;i guess..u just found me.the me i was searchin for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for all u've done.&lt;br /&gt;im really really grateful to have you by my side in times of need.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for all you've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah..for havin u in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you my honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for makin my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET READY FOR A NEW REVOLUTION THAT WILL MAKE HISTORY. LOOK OUT WORLD.HERE I COME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3240637600397545410?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3240637600397545410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3240637600397545410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-really-grateful-to-have-you.html' title=''/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-7435994115651817737</id><published>2010-03-21T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T17:05:11.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm..</title><content type='html'>i dont feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughh..that's bull dung..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slaps face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not losing my grip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you are..but i just hope u arent..&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna lose u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im confused..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need some help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im appearing to lose my mood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have a feeling..its because of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no..not you.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes.. im gonna find myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish..last day of holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUCK UP FIRDIE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more i love you's..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-7435994115651817737?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7435994115651817737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7435994115651817737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/hmm.html' title='hmm..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4504179281339880010</id><published>2010-03-20T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T17:50:24.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home alone..again..</title><content type='html'>HAHAHa... seems like im home alone again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes.. today..&lt;br /&gt;hmm where should i start?&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE FINALLY GET TO MEET..&lt;br /&gt;lol..after one week of not meeting..*Duhh..&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. great day..great day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. especially the hot air/water rises and the cold air/water sinks&lt;br /&gt;LOL..laugh like..wooh!! giler..&lt;br /&gt;NYEHHEH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyoyoyo..buat physics..ish..&lt;br /&gt;for 6 hours? LOL..&lt;br /&gt;NII LAH..ketawa ketawa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sape yang start dulu?!&lt;br /&gt;aku juga..-_- lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOWZAAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for a great afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the walk! hehe&lt;br /&gt;never had one of those in a while..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the time we got speechless..&lt;br /&gt;and the time the apek nyanyi karaoke..&lt;br /&gt;and the time we counted steps..&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1444!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4504179281339880010?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4504179281339880010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4504179281339880010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/home-aloneagain.html' title='home alone..again..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1388249481816241046</id><published>2010-03-19T08:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T08:58:27.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing you too much.</title><content type='html'>i cant help but think about you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess im just missing u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..i just wanna see your face again.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hear your voice.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so lonely now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*get a grip lah awoosh..&lt;br /&gt;uggh.. sometimes i sound so pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;hah.. i know..&lt;br /&gt;i guess..its kinda typical for me to feel this way..?&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help it ok? so this is what it feels like to really..&lt;br /&gt;really love someone and miss them when they're gone..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come home soon honey..i wish to give u a big huggY!!!&lt;br /&gt;-_-..&lt;br /&gt;now i can just hug the gift u gave me.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;thank you honey. u take care.&lt;br /&gt;have fun&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha... okok..time to concentrate..&lt;br /&gt;brr..*slaps face..&lt;br /&gt;alrite.. here we go!&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. ayam penyet gave me stomach ache..haha..must be the sambal..&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;today..project meeting..&lt;br /&gt;CH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;and uhh..im talkin crap..so..&lt;br /&gt;imma get going now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1388249481816241046?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1388249481816241046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1388249481816241046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/missing-you-too-much.html' title='missing you too much.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-9004580683479386199</id><published>2010-03-16T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T18:33:54.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWW!!  here come's the missing part again..</title><content type='html'>AWW MAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey's going off to mersing..&lt;br /&gt;for two days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;baru jer balik dari batam..-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatted with honey..just now and..&lt;br /&gt;WOW..&lt;br /&gt;she misses me too!&lt;br /&gt;hehe..thats a first..&lt;br /&gt;usually its like..hi awoosh welcome back..&lt;br /&gt;but..now its like..&lt;br /&gt;AWWOOOSSHH!! i miss you!!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh..okok..&lt;br /&gt;*calm down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU TOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, your turn to go off?&lt;br /&gt;the agony begins..&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to not think of u..&lt;br /&gt;but..im already missing you.&lt;br /&gt;-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;okok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will keep my mind focus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a safe and delightful getaway honey..&lt;br /&gt;i will await your arrival..&lt;br /&gt;in two days time..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;14&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;44444444444444&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-9004580683479386199?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/9004580683479386199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/9004580683479386199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/aww-here-comes-missing-part-again.html' title='AWW!!  here come&apos;s the missing part again..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1401952483665385950</id><published>2010-03-15T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:02:18.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK FROM BATAM!!</title><content type='html'>WOOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh its great to be back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOME SWEET HOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*INHALES..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh..good old warm..sunny and humid singapore air..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see someone misses me..&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHHAHAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISSES YOU TOO!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got really sick on the second day because i was missing 'someone' too much..&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;i know..wierd..&lt;br /&gt;that's what my mom told me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nii mesti rindukan orang tau ni..&lt;br /&gt;as sick as i was..&lt;br /&gt;i tried to deny it but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gave me 'the look'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. mum's.. can never fool them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. well, i learnt my lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days seems like three years eh?&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha.. guess three years just flew by in a blink of an eye..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you really badly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA HUGGIE MY HONEEYYY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i cant..=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite..so, already got away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i relaxed yet?&lt;br /&gt;no, not really..no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O..haish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well..&lt;br /&gt;got to get to work now..&lt;br /&gt;hah! here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww man..gonna miss those times..&lt;br /&gt;those commands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pancaragam! sedi-a!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh... good ol' times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1401952483665385950?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1401952483665385950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1401952483665385950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-from-batam.html' title='BACK FROM BATAM!!'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-5782658432523635385</id><published>2010-03-13T08:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T09:01:03.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you.</title><content type='html'>hey SW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the memories.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;i'll always cherish them.&lt;br /&gt;when im lonely.&lt;br /&gt;i'll reminisce..&lt;br /&gt;back to the time..&lt;br /&gt;i was still in the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys changed me into what i am today.&lt;br /&gt;and i believe..that..if it wasnt for band..i wouldnt have met you guys.&lt;br /&gt;and if it wasnt for band..i wouldnt be what i am today.&lt;br /&gt;thank you all.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday wasnt a sad occasion.&lt;br /&gt;but tears were being shed.&lt;br /&gt;please fellow band mates..&lt;br /&gt;dont cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead wish us the best for our future endevours.&lt;br /&gt;because..we really need it.&lt;br /&gt;but..thank you for shedding those tears. it shows how much you cared.&lt;br /&gt;about me. about the sec 4/5. about the band.&lt;br /&gt;thank you sembwinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent had the chance to talk to my sec 1's yet. i'll think i'll talk to them the next band pract. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOSH!!&lt;br /&gt;im going batam!!&lt;br /&gt;today!!&lt;br /&gt;in the morning!!!&lt;br /&gt;aww man!!&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss my honey really badly..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..i'll be gone for three days..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..hope my lil sister dont go missing again..-_-|||&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;honey, take care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;i'll see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your holiday ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out! and off for three days..&lt;br /&gt;see ya soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-5782658432523635385?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5782658432523635385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5782658432523635385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/thank-you.html' title='thank you.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4649493512495464836</id><published>2010-03-11T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:36:57.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHH!!!!</title><content type='html'>HONEY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM &lt;em&gt;SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SORRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey honey, its wasnt you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its something else that was.."givin me a hard time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if i walked ahead and faster leaving u alone..&lt;br /&gt;IM really really sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls forgive me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw honey, if u want..i'll wait for u at woodlands mrt at 12.30pm&lt;br /&gt;thats if..u want..&lt;br /&gt;if you do..&lt;br /&gt;pls call me in the morning to confirm that we're meeting..&lt;br /&gt;then i'll share with u what happened today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u dont want then..uhh..&lt;br /&gt;its ok..&lt;br /&gt;i understand..=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1444!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopes 44142..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOORRYYY!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4649493512495464836?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4649493512495464836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4649493512495464836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/ahhhhh.html' title='AHHHHH!!!!'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-2718213970342572226</id><published>2010-03-10T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:08:16.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honey..</title><content type='html'>thank you for making my day by making your day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O..sounds kinda wierd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its a win-win situation huh?&lt;br /&gt;u brighten up my day..i brighten up yours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you honey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and honey went to R.p today..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the second time we went there together..&lt;br /&gt;and it was the second time i made her laugh until her stomach hurts.until her heart nearly bursted..&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..im sorry if i made u laugh so hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^..i know my singing sucks lah..&lt;br /&gt;but next time dont cry..&lt;br /&gt;or faint for that matter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P.. teehee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1444!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..me and honey talked about.."missing band"&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;to me..i will miss band..&lt;br /&gt;but i have to concentrate on 'O's..&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys..&lt;br /&gt;but i will pop by every once in a while to check on things..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh..i know u guys are probably missing ur seniors and thinking that after achievement day they'll be gone for good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELAX!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're still in school!! hehe..you'll still see us around in school..&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;chill yeahs? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-2718213970342572226?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/2718213970342572226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/2718213970342572226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/honey.html' title='honey..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1078622837070491008</id><published>2010-03-09T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:56:09.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that dream..</title><content type='html'>OMG..i dont believe it..&lt;br /&gt;its another one of those dreams again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know..those &lt;em&gt;extreme &lt;/em&gt;ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the one during&lt;strong&gt; art &lt;/strong&gt;camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww man..im sorry if im having all these dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess this shows how much i &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;u i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound mighty &lt;em&gt;pathetic &lt;/em&gt;rite now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its no joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;astagafirullah&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;astagafirullah&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;astagafirullah&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1444&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1078622837070491008?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1078622837070491008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1078622837070491008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-dream.html' title='that dream..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-6384499440156317932</id><published>2010-03-08T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T19:59:58.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart..</title><content type='html'>i feel that..&lt;br /&gt;its filled with grief and sorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually having this feeling..&lt;br /&gt;from after school onwards..&lt;br /&gt;or after maths lesson rather..&lt;br /&gt;this is very wierd..&lt;br /&gt;even for me..&lt;br /&gt;then honey gave me a strong nudge with her orange file..&lt;br /&gt;which kinda got me abit startled and lost focus on..my grief-thinking..&lt;br /&gt;thanks honey..&lt;br /&gt;but..after assembly..it started again..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;but then..no more honey to wake me from my daze..&lt;br /&gt;so..im trapped again..&lt;br /&gt;ugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i actually feeling the pull of stress?&lt;br /&gt;or am i going through another depression..&lt;br /&gt;hope im not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time to get depressed now..&lt;br /&gt;argh.. cant wait for the holidays to come..&lt;br /&gt;so that i have time..&lt;br /&gt;to rest..calm down..rejuvinate..and refresh myself..&lt;br /&gt;starting fresh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sigh..awoosh..what's the matter..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are you like this all of a sudden?&lt;br /&gt;aww man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody save me from despair..&lt;br /&gt;i need help..&lt;br /&gt;im spiralling into depression..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;slap me &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;pinch me&lt;/em&gt; or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wake me up from this horrible nightmare&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;so down..so blue..so sad..so depressed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-6384499440156317932?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/6384499440156317932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/6384499440156317932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-heart.html' title='my heart..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-27617238653676464</id><published>2010-03-07T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T13:10:54.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>art camp</title><content type='html'>daymne fun!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;wow..a whole camp dedicated to our art stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..at night it wasnt..&lt;br /&gt;lol..sick and tired of doin art..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey thought so too..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she borrowed my ipod and listened to it..&lt;br /&gt;wahaha..come to think of it..she's using my ipod for like..88% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by 1a.m we were like..ughh..so bored..&lt;br /&gt;and honey continued painting while i stare at her paint..&lt;br /&gt;coz..i didnt kno what to paint!&lt;br /&gt;-__-..&lt;br /&gt;typical..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon,2a.m came..haha..&lt;br /&gt;i was constantly drinking water and i guess my friend for the night was the toilet..&lt;br /&gt;i drank alot..i repeat..alot of water..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that some chinese boys awoke and decided to do some exploring..&lt;br /&gt;around the 3rd/4th floor of the school compound..&lt;br /&gt;so..they dragged me along..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyoyo..just go lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freakin love thier reactions lah!!.&lt;br /&gt;epic!&lt;br /&gt;they were like..eh fird,u scared anot?&lt;br /&gt;ehh fird..my hair standing sia..u not scared ahh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like..*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;whats to be afraid off?&lt;br /&gt;then i knew that it was the perfect time to give them abit of scare..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;so i took that time to scare the shet out of them..&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then benjamin was like eff u fird!!&lt;br /&gt;heh..sorry ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went back to art room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon got bored again and then..&lt;br /&gt;ajak honey for a walk along the hallway while we chat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..pretty different..but..i like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..thanks for the talk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept for awhile..and had a dream about honey which was totally wierd!..&lt;br /&gt;extreme giler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astaghfirullah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's all..&lt;br /&gt;if not my post would be uber long..-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust..without it..what is love..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-27617238653676464?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/27617238653676464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/27617238653676464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/art-camp.html' title='art camp'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-8211901394735592527</id><published>2010-03-03T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T20:23:15.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rhya meeting 3rd march</title><content type='html'>lol..well, it wasnt quite a meeting lah..&lt;br /&gt;more of like a chit chat session..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah..&lt;br /&gt;what zack de zest said..&lt;br /&gt;we only see our rhya peeps ince every month..&lt;br /&gt;so..must cherish while they are still here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X_X..the main highliht of today was what me and 'arifah talked/joked on..&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;ouh..btw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks eh 'arifah?&lt;br /&gt;heh..thank you so much for sharing your blessings..&lt;br /&gt;i can still feel it lingering on my cheek..&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for great time lah..&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..didnt go for the parade rehearsal today..&lt;br /&gt;wonder how it went..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope das didnt screw up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yeah!!! tomoro presenting the harp to mrs raja and im the one addressing!&lt;br /&gt;ouh crud!! where's my script?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-8211901394735592527?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8211901394735592527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8211901394735592527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/rhya-meeting-3rd-march.html' title='rhya meeting 3rd march'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-8093200077073089822</id><published>2010-03-02T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T16:46:59.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok..umm..?</title><content type='html'>okok..so uhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today..was..umm..&lt;br /&gt;whats the word..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;typical&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;normal&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;sort of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usual lah..after school..go eat lunch..&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;em&gt;shahrul,zw,das and those dua mambangs&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.. klah..adek angkat's..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we chilled at the canteen..&lt;br /&gt;making stupid remarks..&lt;br /&gt;and crackin some senseless jokes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..TAF cub today was superb..&lt;br /&gt;haha..totally fun..&lt;br /&gt;never will i miss taf club..&lt;br /&gt;this one nt like last time..run 2.4 km route 2 times..then go off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BORING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like extra p.e lessons..which is so cool lah!!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.. p.e three times a week..&lt;br /&gt;wow..excellent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.F walk out of the gate too fast..wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;didnt had the chance to say have fun with her piano theory and goodluck..&lt;br /&gt;i think she's havin a pre-test?&lt;br /&gt;im not sure..&lt;br /&gt;but if she does..then&lt;br /&gt;good luck..i wish u all the best!&lt;br /&gt;GAMBATEH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i dont study piano..&lt;br /&gt;the only place i learn how to play it is youtube..&lt;br /&gt;that's the best place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..and its &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrites alrites..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's all for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gots to go finish art..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off i go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!  =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-8093200077073089822?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8093200077073089822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8093200077073089822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/okumm.html' title='ok..umm..?'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-5348807670528488482</id><published>2010-03-02T05:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T05:48:18.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1444</title><content type='html'>heh heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww man..&lt;br /&gt;im getiing more and more lethargic every day..&lt;br /&gt;not getting too much rest lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WAS supposed to get rest..get rejuvinated during the weekends..&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;had to go out with family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..so lethargic..!!&lt;br /&gt;so tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;after band..went to mac with my lovin friend to meet our beloved seniors..&lt;br /&gt;you know, elena and pamela ofcourse..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chatted..and..yeah..had some fun..&lt;br /&gt;just a casual chat session if u were to ask me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while they were talking..&lt;br /&gt;i took loving friend's student handbook and read it..&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.O.W..&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;guess i wasnt &lt;em&gt;suppose&lt;/em&gt; to read it eh?&lt;br /&gt;wahahha..&lt;br /&gt;oops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, atleast i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1444&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14&lt;/strong&gt;4444444444444&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahaha..thats more like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;alrite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-5348807670528488482?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5348807670528488482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5348807670528488482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/03/1444.html' title='1444'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-1124537853820883553</id><published>2010-02-28T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T10:59:34.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..im beginning to &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt; that..&lt;br /&gt;im over &lt;strong&gt;thinking&lt;/strong&gt; at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt; about that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i go again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;a couple of things coarsing through my head right now..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main phrase for this is " find yourself"..&lt;br /&gt;not literally FIND yourself..&lt;br /&gt;but..knowing who you are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking long and hard on who i wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will work to the &lt;em&gt;extreme&lt;/em&gt; to obtain it..&lt;br /&gt;even if it means stepping out of my comfort zone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even if it kills me&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;i would die knowing i was nearly living my dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my loving friend..&lt;br /&gt;you must believe..&lt;br /&gt;in yourself.and in me..&lt;br /&gt;for us to go far..&lt;br /&gt;im already believing..&lt;br /&gt;dont stop believing now..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;it only has just begun&lt;br /&gt;please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flushes mind..lets start afresh!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-1124537853820883553?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1124537853820883553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/1124537853820883553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/hmm.html' title='hmm..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-8027237975125272630</id><published>2010-02-26T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:46:52.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>green + orange = ????</title><content type='html'>today started out..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;pretty decent..&lt;br /&gt;i mean..&lt;br /&gt;typical school day..&lt;br /&gt;suddenly..i forgot to do eng homework&lt;br /&gt;*facepalms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWW MAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how the hell did i forget that?!&lt;br /&gt;crap..&lt;br /&gt;neh..aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;finished the homework during eng lesson itself..&lt;br /&gt;and after prayers meet mr star..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..i guess..i kinda sweet talked..&lt;br /&gt;and i got off the hook!!&lt;br /&gt;yessa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..went home with my loving friend there..&lt;br /&gt;and we took a ride one round on 962..&lt;br /&gt;and yeah..we talked..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;i was lookin at her chemistry textbook when i remembered the reaction..&lt;br /&gt;the experiment today..&lt;br /&gt;totally unexpected..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;and we discussed the colour change of the experiment that shocked us both..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently..the mixture changes from orange to green..&lt;br /&gt;i repeat.. ORANGE-GREEN..&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally awesome..so..yeah&lt;br /&gt;otw back home..&lt;br /&gt;my loving friend here..&lt;br /&gt;accidently popped my balloon doggeh..&lt;br /&gt;wahahahha!! aww..it was so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;and we talked to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know..lame lah..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;but hey..its fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite..i think thats all from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tune in next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;br /&gt;i love my loving friend..&lt;br /&gt;green + orange = (place answer here)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-8027237975125272630?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8027237975125272630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/8027237975125272630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/green-orange.html' title='green + orange = ????'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-826867185563609746</id><published>2010-02-23T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T17:11:10.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOWZA!!</title><content type='html'>hey hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished unwrapping all my gifts and i..&lt;br /&gt;i repeat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.. LOVE ALL MY GIFTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the hoodies,the bears,the bracelets,the necklace,the bags,the keychains,adidas branded jackets,bags,wallets and most importantly the beautifull CARDS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love them all!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put aside all those things..and let me talk about today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..today was a dream crusher..&lt;br /&gt;hah..i mean seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one teacher has finally given up hope..ON THE 2ND MONTH OF THE YEAR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astagafirullah! class..u have done it this time..&lt;br /&gt;thanks alot..&lt;br /&gt;not only you've made a teacher gave up on us..&lt;br /&gt;u even shattered the dreams of the other classmates..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..physics..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;ms F is not my favourite too..&lt;br /&gt;but..she's all we've got..&lt;br /&gt;for a chance to get through the O together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what mr star said..dont waste your money for one stupid paper..&lt;br /&gt;when u fail,ur money is wasted..and its not ur money..its ur parents money,mind you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope u guys buck up..&lt;br /&gt;seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..IM SO SO SO SO TIRED!!!&lt;br /&gt;i feel worn out! burn out!! EXHAUSTED!! &lt;br /&gt;im so lethargic!!! -_-..&lt;br /&gt;i need a whole weekend to get better..&lt;br /&gt;-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-826867185563609746?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/826867185563609746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/826867185563609746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/wowza.html' title='WOWZA!!'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-2937858091371614471</id><published>2010-02-21T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:00:12.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sweet 16.</title><content type='html'>SWEET!!!&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;got loads and loads of presents!!&lt;br /&gt;well..that's not important..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's important is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS TO MY BELOVED FAMILY! &lt;br /&gt;AND OFCOURSE MY DEAR 'LOVING FRIEND' and MY BESTEST BEST FRIENDS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ALL FOR ATTENDING MY B.DAE PARTY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope u guys enjoyed urselves..^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'arifah- I LOVE THE GREEN HOODIE!!! AAAHHHHH!!!!! OMG!!!! THANK YOU THANK YOU SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO MUCH!!!!!! thanks for the UBER NICE CARD/frame..&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE IT I LOVE IT SO SO MUCH!! THANK YOU!!! I LOVE YOU TOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kak ezrieen- KAKAK!! THANK YOU so much FOR COMING!! ^_^ HOPE YOU ENJOYED YOURSELF AT MY BIRTHDAY PARTY!!! COZ i DID..WAHAHAHAHA!! THANK YOU AGAIN!!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhao wei- DUDE!! I seriously love the card!! i love the pics u drew..kinda funny..&lt;br /&gt;i love it alot!! thanks so much dude!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghaf- THANKS FOR THE COOLEST LOOKIN TIE EVAR DUDE!! i love it so much!!! ^_^ thanks for comin over and celebratin with me man.. i appreciate it loads!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aman,dada,momo- GUYS!! I LVOE THE APPLE KEYCHAIN!!! ouh and the PHONE POUCH TOO!!! so nice!!! thank you for comin over and spendin a lil time to celebrate my b.dae!! love u guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randolph,shipeng- HEY BRO'S!! THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR COMIN TO CELEBRATE MY B.DAE PARTY!! HAHA!! THANK YOU GUYS..THANK YOU SO SO SO SO MUCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weijun- HEY MAN! THANKS FOR TAKING SOME TIME OFF YOUR BUSY TRAINING SCHEDULE for attending my party..i appreciate your presence loads man. THANK YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azilah- I LOVE THE GREEN BEAR!! OMG!!! WAHAHAHAA!! OUH AND THE BAND.. LOVE IT!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!! WAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still wont forget the birthday bash..&lt;br /&gt;lol..good times..good times..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;'arifah 'aqilah..&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.. thank you for..ehemm..&lt;br /&gt;telling me something in the end never tell me anything and got bashed..&lt;br /&gt;i love it..&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWW MAN!! MASUK MATA!!!!!!! WADDUUUHH!!! SAKIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.. thank you all once again for celebrating my birthday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWOOSH..now 16.. SIGNING OFF!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEN HOODIE!!!! THANKS YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1444!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-2937858091371614471?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/2937858091371614471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/2937858091371614471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-sweet-16.html' title='my sweet 16.'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4789534916199137620</id><published>2010-02-19T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:03:10.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strange..</title><content type='html'>hmm..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;i feel like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something wrong about today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know what it is but..&lt;br /&gt;it sure got me in a twist for words..&lt;br /&gt;i just cant explain it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actualy wanna walk home today..&lt;br /&gt;but then she was 'rushing to get home' so i was..&lt;br /&gt;-_-..aww man..&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe next time awoosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..i wanted to ask you my "alot" of questions..&lt;br /&gt;today while we went home..&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that something's bothering u again..&lt;br /&gt;aww..man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;ouh well,maybe next time awoosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sat in the bus..&lt;br /&gt;did not utter a single word to her..&lt;br /&gt;guess she was either tired/sleepy/headache/shut up lah awoosh/hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..it couldnt be the 4th one now would it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinkin it was the 2nd one..&lt;br /&gt;coz i was getting tired too..&lt;br /&gt;for some strange reason..&lt;br /&gt;i felt so tired i even had headache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna..wait no..&lt;br /&gt;i need to..wait no..&lt;br /&gt;i must know what's been bothering you lately..&lt;br /&gt;u need to clear ur mind u know?&lt;br /&gt;stop dwelling on something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like your book said..&lt;br /&gt;dont dwell on something...and..yeah..i forgot the next part..&lt;br /&gt;O_O..&lt;br /&gt;man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to me..&lt;br /&gt;the silence i get from you..&lt;br /&gt;it hurts me..&lt;br /&gt;seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4789534916199137620?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4789534916199137620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4789534916199137620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/strange.html' title='strange..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4497296429576761764</id><published>2010-02-18T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T20:30:32.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need time..</title><content type='html'>OMG..i need time to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to think deeper..&lt;br /&gt;i jsut need time to find out what actually went wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWW MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a dumb mistake..&lt;br /&gt;WHAT EXACTLY DID I DO WRONG?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;i just..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need some space to think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if i didnt reply u the way i use to..&lt;br /&gt;or speak to you the way im supposed to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that..&lt;br /&gt;my mind was occupied..&lt;br /&gt;i've made stupid dumb mistakes and i was trying to solve them..&lt;br /&gt;and reflect on my stupid actions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then..&lt;br /&gt;you..came along..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just couldnt concentrate on you..&lt;br /&gt;my mind was filled with uneasy thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just so..&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if i disappoint you in any way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please..&lt;br /&gt;forgive me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MORE TIME!..to think..and reflect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh.. astagafirullah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4497296429576761764?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4497296429576761764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4497296429576761764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need-time.html' title='i need time..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4396281531528425674</id><published>2010-02-17T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:27:16.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worst day evar!!</title><content type='html'>OMG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was like the worst day ever..&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of anger here and there..&lt;br /&gt;loads of disappointments around the place..&lt;br /&gt;and *sigh..&lt;br /&gt;cut long story short..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a terrible day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school,&lt;br /&gt;went to RP with 4..&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;i feel like somethings buggin her..&lt;br /&gt;i just dont know what it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked a few questions and no reply..&lt;br /&gt;so..i started to get abit angry lah..&lt;br /&gt;coz u know..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;so..i said to myself..&lt;br /&gt;fine.. if u dont want to talk to me..i wont talk to you..&lt;br /&gt;so..just kept quiet and walked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once found a place to do work..&lt;br /&gt;sat down and began work..&lt;br /&gt;pretend to not care where she went to..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh..&lt;br /&gt;while she was gone..&lt;br /&gt;i reflected on what i did..and..tried to figure out what's on her mind..&lt;br /&gt;while doing work..&lt;br /&gt;i kept thinking about her..&lt;br /&gt;and about today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was thinking of her..&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i heard her voice.."hey are you angry?"&lt;br /&gt;i smiled..looked back and said.. " im fine..nice to hear your voice again.welcome back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went somewhere else and talked..&lt;br /&gt;and talked..and talked..&lt;br /&gt;she voiced out her problems to me..&lt;br /&gt;and i was helping to solve those problems together with her..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;thanks for sharing it all with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today ended off great..thanks to the talking session with 4..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if u trust me or not..&lt;br /&gt;but i hope to gain your trust.&lt;br /&gt;not at once, but slowly,through time..&lt;br /&gt;any means possible..^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;those promises i've made..mark my words..&lt;br /&gt;i'll fulfill them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1444..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4396281531528425674?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4396281531528425674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4396281531528425674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/worst-day-evar.html' title='worst day evar!!'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-329932865219155319</id><published>2010-02-16T13:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T13:18:10.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aww..someone's thinkin about me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;sweet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess its the songs huh?&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. the songs made me think about u too!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha weird i know..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;lol..thanks for sharing the song..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;its really nice..&lt;br /&gt;and u know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are stuck in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt think of anything else other than you when u first let me hear the song..&lt;br /&gt;^_^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shows how much i love you i guess..&lt;br /&gt;^_^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u love me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a blast..despite those minor setbacks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah it was a great day indeed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creds to 'arifah for taking the pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh and speaking of pictures..&lt;br /&gt;OMG..&lt;br /&gt;i was stunned when i heard that..&lt;br /&gt;someone looked at it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was..uhh..&lt;br /&gt;scared? pretty much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best part of the day was the dinner at cavana with u..and the rest..&lt;br /&gt;had the time of my life..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19-5= 14! woot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-329932865219155319?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/329932865219155319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/329932865219155319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-4195621619279464127</id><published>2010-02-14T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:30:57.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/2/2010..a day to remember..</title><content type='html'>thank you for going out with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believed that this was the first time we actually went out the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;just the two of us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i bet it would have been much better if das would have come with myrra..&lt;br /&gt;-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey..&lt;br /&gt;thanks again for accompanying me for the whole day today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started with her letting me read this book..&lt;br /&gt;well..i cant remember the title of it..&lt;br /&gt;but i think its a very good book..&lt;br /&gt;and basically..it summarises all the things that you would do to feel happy and relaxed..&lt;br /&gt;i think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great book..&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made our way to vivo at 10.40a.m..&lt;br /&gt;i know..&lt;br /&gt;early rite?&lt;br /&gt;haha..yeah..&lt;br /&gt;while we were on our way..&lt;br /&gt;we shared stories..&lt;br /&gt;both personal and general..&lt;br /&gt;and it was all sad stroies..&lt;br /&gt;so..i said..&lt;br /&gt;hey,think positive..today is going to be a great day..i promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so..it began..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach vivo..went to the roof access and took pics..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;and guess what.. she just took 18 pics then her memory card for her camera was totally full..&lt;br /&gt;i was like -_-|||&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!..&lt;br /&gt;but anywaes..&lt;br /&gt;she deleted some of the 'un-important' ones..&lt;br /&gt;and the rest was..rather..precious..&lt;br /&gt;to both of us actually..&lt;br /&gt;bought mandarin orange cheesecake..mm yummy..&lt;br /&gt;tried carving our names on it but this time..&lt;br /&gt;it was harder..&lt;br /&gt;coz there was a hole in the middle of the cake..&lt;br /&gt;aww man..&lt;br /&gt;maybe next time lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then prayed at a nearby mosque which is just beside a cemetary..&lt;br /&gt;wont tell u wat happened though..something freaked me and her out..&lt;br /&gt;so after we were bored at vivo..went to harbourfront next..&lt;br /&gt;where we had late lunch together..&lt;br /&gt;after that..&lt;br /&gt;sat at the singapore river and took more pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to pray at an underground mosque..&lt;br /&gt;ahh love that mosque..&lt;br /&gt;its so quiet..&lt;br /&gt;so peacefull..so nice..&lt;br /&gt;then after that..waited for her to finish her prayers..&lt;br /&gt;then something funny happened..&lt;br /&gt;wont tell u what happened either..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..walked back to the esplanade and then..took last few pics..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;ahh..it was getting late..&lt;br /&gt;for her..&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly..she got cramps..&lt;br /&gt;on her foot..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;aiyoyoyo..&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..sat down with her for a few mins..&lt;br /&gt;wow..i felt ur pain man..&lt;br /&gt;wow..im thinking that ur pinch was equivilent to the pain of ur cramp..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;so.. continued a slow walk to the mrt station..&lt;br /&gt;on the mrt she was screamin in pain&lt;br /&gt;lol..then i tried to help lah..&lt;br /&gt;it actually worked..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..what my father thought me in the past actually worked..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..a few stops passed..she started to feel less tense..&lt;br /&gt;im thinking her cramps already subsided..&lt;br /&gt;then she was getting all lethargic and all..&lt;br /&gt;so i offered her my shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..its the least i could do..&lt;br /&gt;wont elaborate on what happened..&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..when we reached woodlands..&lt;br /&gt;took a bus ride with her back to her house..&lt;br /&gt;not exactly to her house lah but only at the bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you're mad at me..&lt;br /&gt;im sorry..but i want to make sure you get home safe..&lt;br /&gt;because u were all tired and i cant bear to let u off after u had that cramp attack..&lt;br /&gt;sorry i had to defy u just now..&lt;br /&gt;i was just makin sure u get home safe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..she taught me something today..which is..&lt;br /&gt;never leave your prayers..&lt;br /&gt;thank you boo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep that in mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh if this helps..&lt;br /&gt;i remembered one of my uncles lived nearby..so i dropped by and did my maghrib there...&lt;br /&gt;ouh and ishak too..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry i defied u earlier.. please forgive me ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh and the pics rite..&lt;br /&gt;i want!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after today..&lt;br /&gt;i think 14 4 4 much much much much more..&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;hope 4414 much much much much more too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;had the time of my life today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-4195621619279464127?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/4195621619279464127'/><link rel='self' 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farewell to pursue her studies in brisbane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have pictures of the memorable event but yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow..although she wasnt part of my family..&lt;br /&gt;i felt that she is still part of my life..&lt;br /&gt;and as she walk through those gates..&lt;br /&gt;i could feel this feeling of sadness..&lt;br /&gt;i knew that someone great was going to leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is..what's done is done..&lt;br /&gt;and i wish the very best for kak 'atiqah with her studies..&lt;br /&gt;may u have a safe trip to brisbane &lt;br /&gt;and may u have a pleasent year ahead of u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..i witnessed the farewells of kak 'atiqah with 4 just now..&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;when u cried i really wanted to be beside u and you know..comfort u..&lt;br /&gt;but i was scared of what ur sister/brother/parents think..&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if i didnt comfort you..*sigh..so pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i had a great time meeting ur family membs.&lt;br /&gt;especially ur mom,1st sis ,ur abg aizat(correct me if im wrong) and your grandmother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i didnt get the chance to meet ur father though..i only saw him..&lt;br /&gt;we never talked..&lt;br /&gt;but im sure he's a great man..&lt;br /&gt;ur mom is one excellent woman..&lt;br /&gt;lol..i think i saw her smile at me..&lt;br /&gt;then i smiled back..&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah..&lt;br /&gt;so tense!! i mean i nearly had a nervous break down when you said your mom wanted to meet me..but u know what?&lt;br /&gt;at first i was like..ouh crud..&lt;br /&gt;then after that..&lt;br /&gt;i felt..&lt;br /&gt;ok..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;meeting ur family was the best..&lt;br /&gt;ur family not bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 and family went to eat and they went back..&lt;br /&gt;so it leaves me and das..&lt;br /&gt;so we went to catch a movie..&lt;br /&gt;coz we were so bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched percy jackson and the lightning thief..&lt;br /&gt;so cool..&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll miss u kak 'atiqah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3502216778251462712?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3502216778251462712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3502216778251462712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-miss-you.html' title='we&apos;ll miss you..'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-3027802709007196896</id><published>2010-02-12T19:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:19:15.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RED HOT CHILLI AND TOMATO SAUCE!!</title><content type='html'>OMG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u totally blushed just now..&lt;br /&gt;u turned red like tomato..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time u blush infront of me ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ hehe..&lt;br /&gt;well, u know wat they say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time for everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stunned when u told me about the dream..&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;and u know what?&lt;br /&gt;i blushed and smiled to myself all the way home when i thought about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.. you really made me and urself blush now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe some day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we both would like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explode in shyness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot tomato sauce all over our faces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking about it is already starting to make me blush..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out with hot tomato sauce!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-3027802709007196896?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3027802709007196896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/3027802709007196896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/red-hot-chilli-and-tomato-sauce.html' title='RED HOT CHILLI AND TOMATO SAUCE!!'/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-5840536555059996895</id><published>2010-02-10T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:21:28.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yessa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to make your day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got pinched for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry..&lt;br /&gt;but hey..where's the fun if i dont tease you?&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its great to see u smile again you know..&lt;br /&gt;after monday and yesterday's moody look u put on ur face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1444..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-5840536555059996895?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5840536555059996895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/5840536555059996895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/yessa-i-managed-to-make-your-day-woot.html' title=''/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-217281654214063201</id><published>2010-02-08T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:27:16.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey 4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i couldnt be at my best today..&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i wasnt there with you just now..&lt;br /&gt;sorry if you went home alone..&lt;br /&gt;sorry i couldnt do anything to cheer you up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not been myself lately..&lt;br /&gt;since yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;im suffering from headache and im coughing like mad..&lt;br /&gt;during band just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my energy was drained..&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt even lift my head up..&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;im so beat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the sweet i gave you was all i have in my attempt to cheer you up..&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoy it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll not be onlining msn today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nidda get some rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just a short post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-217281654214063201?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/217281654214063201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/217281654214063201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-4.html' title=''/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-857783415813684048</id><published>2010-02-07T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:57:10.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like a morning dew that quenches the land&lt;br /&gt;you lifted my spirit and brightened my day&lt;br /&gt;you came into my life and became a friend&lt;br /&gt;you girl,are unique i must say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl you are the best&lt;br /&gt;always having a little zest&lt;br /&gt;cheer me up you never fail to&lt;br /&gt;then,i'd fall in love with you boo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carving our names on delicious cheesecake then,&lt;br /&gt;took a vow our hearts will not be broken&lt;br /&gt;good memories i promise,i assure you&lt;br /&gt;then you'd say, yes awoosh, i promise too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been in love with you for 4 years&lt;br /&gt;we've been through hardships and shed loads of tears&lt;br /&gt;i feel the love between us growing more and more&lt;br /&gt;when you say 4 4 14 and i say 14 4 4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love fills the air when im around you&lt;br /&gt;it is divine and priceless too&lt;br /&gt;this poem shows how much i love you&lt;br /&gt;and hope you'd still say you love me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll make you smile on your darkest moments&lt;br /&gt;giving you the best of my comments&lt;br /&gt;now your heart is with me,and you, with my heart&lt;br /&gt;and nothing can bring,or tear us apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take good care of my heart &lt;br /&gt;for i'll take good care of yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1444,4414&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-857783415813684048?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/857783415813684048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/857783415813684048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/like-morning-dew-that-quenches-land-you.html' title=''/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-7914379704457998805</id><published>2010-02-05T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:39:20.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a dame dame dame dame fun day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;it started out dull..&lt;br /&gt;boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then..4 started things off with a smile on her face which never fails to brighten up my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the irony starts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started to rain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww man!! my plans are ruined..i thought to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..at 4.14p.m(the best time of the day)&lt;br /&gt;it didnt stop raining so we left the school..&lt;br /&gt;and we were drenched in water..&lt;br /&gt;soak to the bone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 was shivering..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;cant say i wasnt too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaes..&lt;br /&gt;took one round on the bus around sembawang with 4..&lt;br /&gt;and she told me a couple of stories which had very very very very inspiring moral..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best of all was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that time 4 and aqmal was going home after they took one round around sembawang..&lt;br /&gt;then when they reached infront of canberra primary,aqmal spotted the ice cream man..&lt;br /&gt;so he was hesitating whether to buy or not to buy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then? whats the moral of the story i asked 4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she replied: if u go one round around the bus,dont eat ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know wat she meant but i decided to make things abit funny..&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she laughed so so so so hardly..&lt;br /&gt;poor 4 had stomach ache laughing so hard!!&lt;br /&gt;then, out of nowhere the ice cream man appeared at the window of the bus!&lt;br /&gt;how ironic can that be?&lt;br /&gt;then we both laughed..i mean..she laughed..&lt;br /&gt;coz she told me to shut up..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;that moral must be the most inspiring quote i've ever heard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u dont get the moral..u are not that bright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..this was the best day ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its day 5 of 4-ing 4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i 4 you so much 4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out! 1444!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032429271572269215-7914379704457998805?l=abstractinreality.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7914379704457998805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032429271572269215/posts/default/7914379704457998805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abstractinreality.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-peeps-today-was-dame-dame-dame-dame.html' title=''/><author><name>F|r|)@|_|$ A^^|R</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14914418395444001254</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8rbFADjxIkU/ScN6Vnn2iSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hTShQpZDO8/S220/awoosh1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032429271572269215.post-9221443130334411289</id><published>2010-02-03T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:44:35.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to 4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was "the" time i've had with u..&lt;br /&gt;i mean..&lt;br /&gt;woah..&lt;br /&gt;this is like the 1st time..&lt;br /&gt;we went out together and had fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;ouh and about the cheesecake?&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. hope you enjoyed it..^_^&lt;br /&gt;1444!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes.. had RHYA meeting today..&lt;br /&gt;4 followed me..&lt;br /&gt;and we had loads of fun..&lt;br /&gt;although 4 was kinda..coughing here and there..&lt;br /&gt;go eat cough syrup lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you dont get scolded again like last time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh..and didnt i promise you that today we'll make a great memory?&lt;br /&gt;hehe..^_^..&lt;br /&gt;for me..this was the best day ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you 4.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoosh out!   1444!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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