<?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-29485393</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:28:20.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>248</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-2115099412958186355</id><published>2011-02-04T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T14:49:10.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>babies.</title><content type='html'>Have you ever thought how many children you wanna have?&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might say you still wanna enjoy life and have not yet think about that question.&lt;br /&gt;Where some have been fantasizing to have few children.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I talking about this?&lt;br /&gt;Went to KKH and its been sometime I've seen babies been taken care of in an isolated room.&lt;br /&gt;Being fed and sleep all in the same room. Their blanket determine their gender. Where blue means a boy and pink means girl.&lt;br /&gt;How many I want?&lt;br /&gt;Possible to have as many as I can. But  people say must see our own financial wheather we can support alot of children. Practically alot of couple stop at 2. Similarly my parents. I would be thinking of 3 little "aidilets"&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;At least a boy who would be as 'fly and cool' like his father. And a girl who is a tembam as her mother.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing is now.&lt;br /&gt;I need to ORD 1st to get a stable job and being my turn to support my parents and just maybe re-schooling again. InsyAllah.&lt;br /&gt;Upgrade myself, how to be a better man and be at peace.&lt;br /&gt;If all this are done. Then I could really thinking about having my own family.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I felt jealous of my friends, who are getting engaged or even getting married or the ones happily having their own child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Belum lagi rezeki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InsyAllah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-2115099412958186355?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/2115099412958186355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=2115099412958186355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2115099412958186355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2115099412958186355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2011/02/babies.html' title='babies.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6574321886400018652</id><published>2011-01-02T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:47:22.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when one cant accept that he' gonna work on Monday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TSCLqoIgaiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8apElk4IvBc/s1600/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TSCLqoIgaiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8apElk4IvBc/s200/DSC_0117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557595504619055650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winston'100 @JB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TSCLqZJGWXI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hJpQt-6zays/s1600/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TSCLqZJGWXI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hJpQt-6zays/s200/DSC_0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557595500595009906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naan badabap @Al-Amin&lt;br /&gt;....it was 1st January 2011. Lan gaming, p.b.g`ing @ Al-Amin Bukit Timah, J.B visit to top-up Din's car and Water Front chillax with the bros. That's what I did for New Years. So I reached home around 3am and didnt wanted to sleep to maximise my Saturday. Bu... I forgot that I have a "tersleep" disorder and I failed.&lt;br /&gt;I got this surge of head-like-cramp when I woke the next morning... Feeling down and lazy... didnt make any plans. The fact I gotta start back my 120% working mode tommorow...&lt;br /&gt;sigh~&lt;br /&gt;So what I did today was just FB`ing, watched Resident Evil and blogging...&lt;br /&gt;Waited for my mom to get back home and we went for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;Really was a lazy Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;Arghh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt like I wassted today's Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;What is to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was walking around at Woodlands Centre with my mom I saw this China made Transformer toy, but it was called, "Deformation" hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;I was like "Dah kenape dengan mainan ni?! Nak copy, copy sekali lah dengan name mainan die... hahaha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as its a lazy sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all laah...&lt;br /&gt;pffftt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6574321886400018652?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6574321886400018652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6574321886400018652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6574321886400018652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6574321886400018652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-one-cant-accept-that-he-gonna-work.html' title='when one cant accept that he&apos; gonna work on Monday.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TSCLqoIgaiI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8apElk4IvBc/s72-c/DSC_0117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-3002920280328344580</id><published>2010-12-19T17:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T18:07:13.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hobbies that are due...</title><content type='html'>I miss photo-shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Its been awhile I photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;I usually photoshop to create my own blog layout.&lt;br /&gt;Been very busy as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Since my CPU's down hence I cant even use photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the photos I created was during my Poly years, during my 3 hour breaks.&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;Out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;For me it was fun and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Some people collect stamps, pokemon digimon cards, fishing or even &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;copy recipes into a diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mine was photoshopping.&lt;br /&gt;Miss it!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh....&lt;br /&gt;When my CPU is up and running???&lt;br /&gt;GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;Really wanted to try the new Photoshop, Kevin has it.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;Without a comp it seemed usless to have the programme.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, im using netbook.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna lagg...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;This is one thing I longing to kick start back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Below are some ex-random-blog-layout-i-used-during-my-active-blogging-days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/ponzinew1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 277px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/ponzinew1.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pon and Zi, the comic-cute-cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/silhoette_2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 182px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/silhoette_2-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just B&amp;amp;W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/paramore_2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 204px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/paramore_2-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my obsession with hayley williams from paramore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/aidilduduksorang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 207px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/aidilduduksorang.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indie and one of my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/satanhand_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 197px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/satanhand_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 212px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/wallpaper.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very-the-emo. i must say. but its more to comic art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/asd-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 276px;" src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i175/rootreggae/asd-1.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love to indie music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;time.time.time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I need "time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;another thing that I miss already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-angauz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-3002920280328344580?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/3002920280328344580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=3002920280328344580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3002920280328344580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3002920280328344580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/12/hobbies-that-are-due.html' title='Hobbies that are due...'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-1456369816545277493</id><published>2010-12-13T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T01:36:26.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sabar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;bedek ar lau aku tkde niat nak baling kerusi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sabar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;macam-paham-habis.org&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;bros thanks alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-1456369816545277493?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/1456369816545277493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=1456369816545277493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1456369816545277493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1456369816545277493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/12/sabar.html' title='sabar.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6860554821666109139</id><published>2010-12-04T12:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T13:50:05.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team-work-101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnJlqeDPsI/AAAAAAAAAS0/SXztNjJCdNU/s1600/DSC_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnJlqeDPsI/AAAAAAAAAS0/SXztNjJCdNU/s320/DSC_0422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546686064976150210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~Team Work~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Had great fun at the 4th Transport Hub West Cohesion 2010.&lt;br /&gt;At first we were reluctant to go to the event, u know, being a soldier going to such function are lame.&lt;br /&gt;End up, everybody was having so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's was very upbeat.&lt;br /&gt;Cheering.&lt;br /&gt;Competing.&lt;br /&gt;Trying so hard to get 1st for the telematch.&lt;br /&gt;There was 5 telematches.&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hulla hoop transfer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnTp4y2YyI/AAAAAAAAATk/Nph8rx-eBkQ/s1600/DSC_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnTp4y2YyI/AAAAAAAAATk/Nph8rx-eBkQ/s320/DSC_0287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546697132657238818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnRP6k897I/AAAAAAAAAS8/2xJB1CbpNKA/s1600/DSC_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnRP6k897I/AAAAAAAAAS8/2xJB1CbpNKA/s320/DSC_0282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546694487435966386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;about 20 people, all hold hands, require to pass the hulla hoop from1st man to the last man and pass back to the 1st man. Simple, we got 1st we cheated actually!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;       2.  Caterpillar walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnTpTjk6eI/AAAAAAAAATc/gtNTx2vFev8/s1600/DSC_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnTpTjk6eI/AAAAAAAAATc/gtNTx2vFev8/s320/DSC_0278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546697122661067234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 people on a ski-like-board, walk together make a u-turn and back to the starting line next team of 6 continue. Total there was 3 groups. For this we got 2nd. It was funny, they cheer and give encouragement like doing parade &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"left-right-left-right-left"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;       3.  Magic carpet switch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnRQQe1ZvI/AAAAAAAAATE/0CUF0G0tGxk/s1600/DSC_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnRQQe1ZvI/AAAAAAAAATE/0CUF0G0tGxk/s320/DSC_0321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546694493315884786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;10 people on a small canvas, the idea is to switch the side of the canvas with the participants leg still on the canvas. We got last. Too chaotic! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;       4.  Magic carpet ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnRQwJeatI/AAAAAAAAATM/pgV12qZj3Ek/s1600/DSC_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnRQwJeatI/AAAAAAAAATM/pgV12qZj3Ek/s320/DSC_0345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546694501816232658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Same 10 people on the canvas but now two additional player will help pull the canvas and they need to pull all 10 of them to the finishing line. We got third for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;       5.  THUGG OF WAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnRRH8MeUI/AAAAAAAAATU/nYOwIzs8QcA/s1600/DSC_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnRRH8MeUI/AAAAAAAAATU/nYOwIzs8QcA/s320/DSC_0421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546694508202981698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easy. Pull the rope, if the centre rope goes to your side, WINS. Unfortunately other nodes have bigger size people. We got third. But this event was my favourite. I was so ON!!! I put my War-Face! hahaha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Loads of fun. Intimidating the other teams.  Jurong was the GANGSTER team of the day. Jonathan grap the emcee's mic and shout our team name. hahaha.... So-the-very-irritating hahaha. But it was all out of too-excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ushering-ladies was so sporting too, join some of the games. My encik even flirt with our red-tank-top lady counterpart. Hahaha... *Miang*&lt;br /&gt;For me, laid-back, with my shades...&lt;br /&gt;Just join where ever I feel like too.&lt;br /&gt;Gave them support.&lt;br /&gt;Actually not support la, just shouting at their facess, "FASTER!!! FASTER LAAAAH!"&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yeah, I won 2nd prize for the the lucky draw. Alhamdulillah. Rezeki Allah...&lt;br /&gt;I got a JVC Home Theatre System!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Badabab~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like Christmas came early for me, receive prize, got a gift from mum.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apologies that are due&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry GC cant meet you up today.&lt;br /&gt;I got something on.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot I got a wedding to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;Made that plan since last week.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Miss those days online-gaming with you.&lt;br /&gt;Wait for me till I O.R.D, ok?&lt;br /&gt;Will back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;If I start working, having a career it would also be hard for us to be together again.&lt;br /&gt;Will make sometime for it.&lt;br /&gt;Just got to work around my free time.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ok.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;Hope u still keep the Maple character I drew for you!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ZelaCerebis signing out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnWPbXfe8I/AAAAAAAAATs/9H5i6Wwfgik/s1600/NCIFCFHHDIOJECLLOJFDCCNMOCCPKKACOHDMBHGFNDNGNBKIJDMFPKIFKJBAPIKAHPINHDLNNEGAIDJOOFAJJLFFLHLDLLJJ.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnWPbXfe8I/AAAAAAAAATs/9H5i6Wwfgik/s320/NCIFCFHHDIOJECLLOJFDCCNMOCCPKKACOHDMBHGFNDNGNBKIJDMFPKIFKJBAPIKAHPINHDLNNEGAIDJOOFAJJLFFLHLDLLJJ.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546699976616147906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6860554821666109139?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6860554821666109139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6860554821666109139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6860554821666109139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6860554821666109139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/12/team-work-101.html' title='Team-work-101'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPnJlqeDPsI/AAAAAAAAAS0/SXztNjJCdNU/s72-c/DSC_0422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-9017941241937711476</id><published>2010-12-03T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T01:41:09.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I in wrong?</title><content type='html'>am i in wrong?&lt;br /&gt;not letting u have what u've wanted.&lt;br /&gt;the experience.&lt;br /&gt;the fun.&lt;br /&gt;the exposure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know,&lt;br /&gt;its not i cant give you,&lt;br /&gt;its i dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;if u're persistent...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...  i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;might &lt;/span&gt;give in...&lt;br /&gt;but its all up to u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like the idea of u going to such places.&lt;br /&gt;especially with the bugger.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;that's how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*agak2 la wei, lu balik rumah lu, masuk bilik2 kat rumah lu, tengok siape2 ade kat dalam.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hilang daratan pe bro~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-9017941241937711476?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/9017941241937711476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=9017941241937711476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/9017941241937711476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/9017941241937711476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/12/am-i-in-wrong.html' title='Am I in wrong?'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-7631913594195385762</id><published>2010-11-30T17:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T20:20:49.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minta Tolong.</title><content type='html'>Yea.&lt;br /&gt;Was having a family time.&lt;br /&gt;Sat with my dad watching this reality show called, "Minta Tolong" on an Indonesian channel.&lt;br /&gt;The concept of  of the show is, if that someone help the person who seek for help, he or she will be rewarded with a lump sum of cash but the catch is the favour is kinda tedious to do on the spot or requires some amount of money. Some of it is quite manageable such as helping to sew a bag from a lonely girl on the street to help buying a whole container full of donkey's milk which is kinda expensive. I guess the show wants to portray how little help u can give goes a long way to someone who really needed it. Since the person help dont know about the show, that just shows how he or she is really sincere in helping the person who request for the help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very-the-touching you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Very2 the touching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually "teared" watching the show.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt; maintain babe.&lt;br /&gt;My dad around &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alink of the show:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E46QlxheLW8&amp;amp;NR=1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show just made me reflect how I live my life as a so-called-fortunate person. Because there are more people who are less fortunate than me. So we should always thank God what we have and lend a hand when ever we can. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bebual macam selalu tolong orang gitu&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;But yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*mengimbas kembali&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;The greatest  help (i think) I ever lend a hand is the one Ibu and I volunteered for the EmpatPM.&lt;br /&gt;I help spring clean and paint the house of this Nenek who lives alone at Toa Payoh.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;The house was very dirty and the kitchen was infested with dead cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;There are other volunteers but they help alittle in the kitchen cause it was too gruesome. My "dayang2" help awhile but when needed to perform Operation Clear Cockcroaches. They ran. hahaha. Cute little secondary students.&lt;br /&gt;So left me cleaning the whole kitchen by myself, even the toilet. I rarely wash my own toilets. The toilet I clean is during my BMT time. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Felt reallllly pity for her. Basically she lacks of tender loving care from her family. After the spring cleaning and all, Ibu and I just sat down with her and chat about her life and her family. It was indeed very tiring but the feeling of helping a less fortunate person was really great. Though I dont really help much at home. But at home atleast there's my sis to help out. The Nenek? Nobody. There's the difference.&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I dont know, I have the feeling to do volunteer work again, ask Syahirah about any volunteer work she said they all busy with exams and school stuff so they never plan any other volunteer work.&lt;br /&gt;Haizz...&lt;br /&gt;When there's time and opportunity I want to help again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPTX7C3V3_I/AAAAAAAAASs/Dbo2DsSn7B0/s1600/dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPTX7C3V3_I/AAAAAAAAASs/Dbo2DsSn7B0/s320/dc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545294450581168114" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The dead-infested-cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPTXX3jj-kI/AAAAAAAAASk/fVax9_DVnNQ/s1600/47962_443231723640_567558640_4891112_4868_n.jpg"&gt;-&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPTXX3jj-kI/AAAAAAAAASk/fVax9_DVnNQ/s320/47962_443231723640_567558640_4891112_4868_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545293846249994818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Nenek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuhan&lt;/span&gt; created us equal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But nasib berlainan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Janganlah sesekali murka kepade Tuhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kerana &lt;/span&gt;we are born less-fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;But instead &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bersyukur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kalau kite malang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ingat ade lagi insan di dalam dunia ni,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi malang dari kita.&lt;br /&gt;Renung-renungkan lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(ape ni tulis campur haduk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-7631913594195385762?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/7631913594195385762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=7631913594195385762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7631913594195385762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7631913594195385762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/11/minta-tolong.html' title='Minta Tolong.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPTX7C3V3_I/AAAAAAAAASs/Dbo2DsSn7B0/s72-c/dc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6201193606336675874</id><published>2010-11-29T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T00:56:33.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Pengantin Baru...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPOeVpUVREI/AAAAAAAAASc/mn1MWsc0wZg/s1600/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPOeVpUVREI/AAAAAAAAASc/mn1MWsc0wZg/s320/DSC_0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544949660928787522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selamat Pengantin Baru to Md Taufik &amp;amp; Nur Hanis...&lt;br /&gt;Sabar dalam menempuh hidup baru...&lt;br /&gt;(bebual macam dah kahwin)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bila lah akunnye turn eh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;psst~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6201193606336675874?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6201193606336675874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6201193606336675874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6201193606336675874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6201193606336675874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/11/selamat-pengantin-baru.html' title='Selamat Pengantin Baru...'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPOeVpUVREI/AAAAAAAAASc/mn1MWsc0wZg/s72-c/DSC_0154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-5576417587684094853</id><published>2010-11-27T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T14:14:45.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPCe3rAws7I/AAAAAAAAASU/DKy2yfwbcZA/s1600/donut1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPCe3rAws7I/AAAAAAAAASU/DKy2yfwbcZA/s320/donut1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544105820568990642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relishing the last mini Rainbow donut.&lt;br /&gt;As if &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;are really the last one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-5576417587684094853?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/5576417587684094853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=5576417587684094853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5576417587684094853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5576417587684094853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/11/last-one.html' title='The Last One'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TPCe3rAws7I/AAAAAAAAASU/DKy2yfwbcZA/s72-c/donut1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-3222110994982678871</id><published>2010-11-20T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T14:22:23.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"tersleep" disorder</title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I have this disorder where I "randomly" sleep when another person is awaiting for my reply. Partly, maybe because Im tired or in my term is resting my eyes for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterrday.&lt;br /&gt;I was texting my friend while watching "syurga cinta", it was like 8+pm. Somehow I dozed off~ Awaken by my handphone. I was in the daze thinking it was morning, subuh timing, since it was pretty dark. I was wondering why my friend called me at this time. At first didnt see the timing. So told my friend, I would call back, just to check what time as I was very-the-lost! 4 miss-sms from my friend. I was like " OH! I was suppose to meet my friend! Ya Allah! Habis aku~"&lt;br /&gt;Called my friend to explained my side of the "story", alasan gitu eh?. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didnt remember sleeping! Usually, what will make me sleep if I would like say to myself rest my eyes for a while laa~&lt;br /&gt;Usually then pooffffff.&lt;br /&gt;GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence, it brought to my attention that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;has made it a big thing.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda. Kept people waiting. waiting. waiting. waiting.waiting.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Just cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;Atleast Im still gonna be punished right?&lt;br /&gt;:((&lt;br /&gt;&gt;~&lt;~&gt;~&lt;~&gt;~&lt;~&gt;~&lt;~&gt;~&lt;~&gt;~&lt;~&gt;~&lt;~&gt;~&lt;~&gt;~&lt;~&gt;~&lt;~&gt;~&lt;~&gt;~&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-3222110994982678871?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/3222110994982678871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=3222110994982678871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3222110994982678871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3222110994982678871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/11/tersleep-disorder.html' title='&quot;tersleep&quot; disorder'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-8519304805351136933</id><published>2010-11-18T05:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T05:03:57.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getar Hatiku...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/BXk7k2sHSCo/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BXk7k2sHSCo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BXk7k2sHSCo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getar Hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saat pertama aku mengenal dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Bergetar jiwa ragaku kau mempersonaku&lt;br /&gt;Tanpamu ku lemah&lt;br /&gt;Kau berikan kucahaya&lt;br /&gt;Terangi gelap hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Kululuh  Padamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name="more"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dengar Hatiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kanku Bisikan Cintaku (Cintaku)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lihat  Jiwaku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kan Kau Dapatkan Setia....ku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ingat Diriku Kau Kan Rasakan  Rinduku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Untuk Dirimu KanKu Berikan Hidupku..woooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-8519304805351136933?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/8519304805351136933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=8519304805351136933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8519304805351136933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8519304805351136933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/11/lagenda-budak-setan-getar-hati-official.html' title='Getar Hatiku...'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-7290309395822807662</id><published>2010-11-13T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T22:48:57.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky.</title><content type='html'>12th November 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Went to CSSCOM anniversary which was held at the Zoological Garden.&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited that I was planning to venture alone though most of the operators wanted to go back home.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, few of them stayed with me and I got to snapped few hundred photos.&lt;br /&gt;The best part was petting the horse and watching the goat playing a fool.&lt;br /&gt;Uber cute.&lt;br /&gt;At the horse stable, there was this huge praying mantis, the zoo keeper was saying, "Never seen this praying mantis as big as this."&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, it flew and hovering around my head and landed on my left arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Actually it was quite painful when it touched the skin on my head, it has like torns on its leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The zoo keeper when by my side and caught the praying mantis and released it somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Lucky to have a praying mantis land on you, and somemore its rare to have a big praying mantis around here, lucky you..."&lt;br /&gt;I was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goat.&lt;br /&gt;CUTE CREATURES.&lt;br /&gt;So family oriented.&lt;br /&gt;I saw two of the goats were bashing among themselves with their horns.&lt;br /&gt;Then the bigger goat was like trying to stop them and so called being the mediator.&lt;br /&gt;He was like using his head to stop both of them banging their head.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so caught up with the zoo experienced i forgot about Solat Jumaat.&lt;br /&gt;After the zoo we went down to Orchard for lunch and head down to Al Falah mosque to do Zohor and Asar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Imam was reciting a Hadis about keeping your ablution after your solat and what's the significant for doing this. I was like, trying to take care of my ablution for the day, untill when night falls. When I met that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;, *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zasss&lt;/span&gt;* jumpe trus terlanggar. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cut-off-point la kirekan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the fact that animals are being preserved and taken care at the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;But, sometimes i see they are like unhappy as I can see one of the orang utan was feeling bored and down. Its a BIG orang utan, apparently its the Borneo`an Orang Utan. Sat there alone looking very emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;wanted to see dearly the Polar Bears, but didnt manage to find the exhibits.&lt;br /&gt;SAD.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see is there any similarities with me a not.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;When I ate KFC I forgot to wash my hands and half  way through the meal I was like,&lt;br /&gt;"Alamak, dah pegang2 kambing, kuda, aku makan pakai tangan BAGOS!"&lt;br /&gt;And I got stomach upset this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Syahirah for the company yesterday night, and yes Hidayat, thanks for the Popeye's treat! Fuzzy Wuzzy riddles! I wanna solve them aite!!!&lt;br /&gt;Irritates me as yet to solve the frigging game!&lt;br /&gt;Till next time aite~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Check in to One Fullerton Hotel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*winks*&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-7290309395822807662?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/7290309395822807662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=7290309395822807662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7290309395822807662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7290309395822807662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/11/lucky.html' title='Lucky.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-4123911608689651090</id><published>2010-11-09T19:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T19:55:02.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lance-Copral, regular: Somebody.</title><content type='html'>I just felt I need to blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;When for a meeting round 3pm just now.&lt;br /&gt;With  warrant officers, a 2nd lieutenant, a captain and my staff sgt.&lt;br /&gt;I've been to this type of meeting before.&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I felt so confident I didnt bring any materials to the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Instead my StaffSgt brought a book to jot down some points.&lt;br /&gt;Supposely, me as a lance copral should be the one writing down for him write?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;I was giving alot of inputs into the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Anything they ask the numbers/informations and on my fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheh, kerek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I felt great of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Able to convey and present to so-called-important people who are not on the ground knowing what we are doing.&lt;br /&gt;They shoot question I was able to answer.&lt;br /&gt;I even got the guts to ask the captain question and give him suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;We are now in the 3G Army.&lt;br /&gt;Now system work two ways with the man. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it has always been la, but last time was teruk&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Last time its always the superior giving instructions and the man follow blindly whether it make sense or not.&lt;br /&gt;I cant share the stuff talk about the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Its just a BIG problem and how we can tackle the issue.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I am "not" suppose to be in the meeting. It should be a regular.&lt;br /&gt;But I was like a "regular" giving input to the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Malay say, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sardine&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Like nobody business, just shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;Me as a regular of Army.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;No way.&lt;br /&gt;Too regimental babe.&lt;br /&gt;The job I wanna work must be flexible.&lt;br /&gt;Though its a secure job for me.&lt;br /&gt;My dad and mom also encourage me to sign on.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno la.&lt;br /&gt;Cant say its not time yet to make a decision.&lt;br /&gt;Cause my ORD date is nearing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to brag or gossiping news.&lt;br /&gt;My encik want to nominate me as Best Transport Leader.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalau memang betul dapat, Alhamdullilah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would look amazing when my employer see my port folio when I wanna find job outside.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God.&lt;br /&gt;Atleast my Encik see my effort I put to my work.&lt;br /&gt;He got say something why he want to nominate me, but dont want to share la.&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macam shiok sendiri&lt;/span&gt;, compliment myself.&lt;br /&gt;Just can say, Im somebody in the MT Line.&lt;br /&gt;Correct not Hafiz?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about somebody.&lt;br /&gt;Really la, people like us who are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sibei-on&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Dont really care about nights out and doing duty.&lt;br /&gt;How many nights out, I dont even bother to book out.&lt;br /&gt;Just stay in bunk, work out and watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;Duty.&lt;br /&gt;I think I exceed, monthly regimental duties.&lt;br /&gt;Because, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dah &lt;/span&gt;dont care.&lt;br /&gt;Life outside during weekends &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mcm &lt;/span&gt;not important.&lt;br /&gt;But to me its PRECIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;Only my mindset is give and take.&lt;br /&gt;Cause atleast I can take off during weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;Sure my handphone will ring and people will ask for me.&lt;br /&gt;100% plus chop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody, somebody &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;jugak,&lt;/span&gt; we are still human...&lt;br /&gt;Correct?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-4123911608689651090?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/4123911608689651090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=4123911608689651090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4123911608689651090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4123911608689651090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/11/lance-copral-regular-somebody.html' title='Lance-Copral, regular: Somebody.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6594840861877703619</id><published>2010-11-07T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:37:07.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>word of the day: Bromance.</title><content type='html'>Bromance.&lt;br /&gt;Love between two guys.&lt;br /&gt;Or even a group.&lt;br /&gt;Through thick and thin.&lt;br /&gt;Shared problems and laughter together.&lt;br /&gt;We can sit anywhere and chat all day long without noticing years of friendship we forged.&lt;br /&gt;Doing the silly stuff, especially not for our kind of age.&lt;br /&gt;The countless childish arguments we had.&lt;br /&gt;Bickering over small matters which doesnt resolve anything.&lt;br /&gt;The lifetime of joy we will cherished when we grow old and one day leave this momentarily place we called&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dunia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My week wont surpass as fulfill without listening to your slumberness and the stuff you always share.&lt;br /&gt;Stuff like work, family, future etc.&lt;br /&gt;Though my days with you are once, twice or even never in a week.&lt;br /&gt;Your calls are deeply appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;You know me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ape-ape halo-halo gua"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With work and responsibilities tied upon us.&lt;br /&gt;We ***ringing of the phone***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*moments later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear Bro Darul just called.&lt;br /&gt;Call to check up on me.&lt;br /&gt;Geez.&lt;br /&gt;So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Chat awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Telling me when he's free Im not there.&lt;br /&gt;Vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;And some usual &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;gimmicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cocok aku je eh tak habis-habis&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Next Sunday aite bro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, this what I mean of Bromance.&lt;br /&gt;Cant live without them.&lt;br /&gt;Stay true aite Bros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6594840861877703619?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6594840861877703619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6594840861877703619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6594840861877703619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6594840861877703619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/11/word-of-day-bromance.html' title='word of the day: Bromance.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6493920163607995892</id><published>2010-11-07T16:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:48:09.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mimpi indah tidak terkata.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh mimpi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adakah kamu hanya sebuah permainan tidur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atau hanya untuk mengisi gambar di dalam akal fikiran yang kosong apabila kita tidur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Atau pun ada makna-makna indah/buruk yang akan ditimpa demikain hari.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya Maha Pencipta kita sahaja yang lebih mengetahui dan Dia yang merancang semuanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabi Allah S.W.T, Yusuf A.S seorang yang pandai menafsirkan mimpi.&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan memberinya anugerah menafsirkan mimpi- mimpi manusia.&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah tafsiran mimpi ini semua benar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh.&lt;br /&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;I went back to camp with my emo feelings still lingering.&lt;br /&gt;So bored.&lt;br /&gt;On a Sunday, in camp.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;Kaki gerek2.&lt;br /&gt;Around 10am,&lt;br /&gt;I dragged a bed from the duty room to the rest room.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Lay on it, felt like in a hotel. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ehem2, Fullerton gitu eh ?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I was drifted away to the "Lala- land" a.k.a asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around lunch.&lt;br /&gt;With a manjely-smirk on my face.&lt;br /&gt;I had a great dream.&lt;br /&gt;Not that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;kind &lt;/span&gt;of dream la.&lt;br /&gt;Ade lah.&lt;br /&gt;Had a conversation about dreams with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone &lt;/span&gt;and got me interested.&lt;br /&gt;I surf the net to search of answers or tafsiran, meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;macam kene je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalau mimpi rambut kene potong alamat nak mampus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Astarghfirullah.&lt;br /&gt;Jauhkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this dream really will happen, which Im not still prepared yet, Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adak laaah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*jangan berangan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kerja dulu bro, NS belum habis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about NS. Wohoo...&lt;br /&gt;5 more months to go!&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to ORD.&lt;br /&gt;Now I would say, I wont miss MT line, but 10-20 years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;I would think back on how fun it was, working at the MT line with different sort of characters which I would never see in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Importantly the asset I brought back from working at the MT line.&lt;br /&gt;Skills, the leadership skill, decisive decision I need to to make, responsibilities towards the drivers under me etc.&lt;br /&gt;This would give me a big asset when I go into the workforce.&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to get a stable job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ringankan beban mama and adik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya Allah, berikan mereka kekuatan dan tabah kan jiwa mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu baru boleh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;KAHWIN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6493920163607995892?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6493920163607995892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6493920163607995892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6493920163607995892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6493920163607995892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/11/mimpi-indah-tidak-terkata.html' title='mimpi indah tidak terkata.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6416633839571282512</id><published>2010-11-06T22:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T23:47:03.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on this gleek face, there's actually gloom lingers</title><content type='html'>Today was actually a chill day when my feelings got stirred up.&lt;br /&gt;Today suddenly there was so many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;I just dont know how or which to prioritize 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a message from Faizah, saying her grand-dad passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="main"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Innalillahiwainnailaihirojiun&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to head down to ziarah.&lt;br /&gt;But made plans with dear Firdaus, "due date" with him. (kinda promised already)&lt;br /&gt;And unfortunately, my sense of fashion was beach wear, i wore bermudas and orange polo tees.&lt;br /&gt;I cant drop there with what im wearing. So I message her saying :&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sry im nt there 4 u... when u r feeling down, especially today... I had plans. Surely I will ziarah if i was available... Sides, booking in2mrw morning... Sry... Tabahkan hati and bynk kan sedekah to ur granddad. Moga atuk disisi golongan yang dirahmati Allah S.W.T. Amin...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;When she replied I can read that she was feeling sad.&lt;br /&gt;Its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-style: italic;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;"We can only plan, but He will deci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;de."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that remind me of my late nenek.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember loosing my grandma.&lt;br /&gt;Though I was still a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;Its as if, a whole chunk of my heart was bitten of.&lt;br /&gt;Hearing from my mom's mouth saying, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nenek dah meninggal dunia&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;When I reached at my grandma's place seeing her lying there motionless.&lt;br /&gt;I cried terribly.&lt;br /&gt;Sebak*&lt;br /&gt;After she was safely buried, still crying sleeping in her room.&lt;br /&gt;Where she used to la y and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Only memories left,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;urut kaki nenek, gi pasar dengan nenek, nenek suapkan aidil makan, teman aidil tunngu papa datang dengan taxi, belikan pistol mainan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her favourite quote, "cuci kaki dulu!"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she likes sweet stuff. Especially coca cola.&lt;br /&gt;She can drink a 1.5 litre of coke on her own, with that age, go- figure.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder she got diabetes. Both of her legs was amputated away.&lt;br /&gt;Though she still live happily when her grandchild visit during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya was still Gah when she's around.&lt;br /&gt;Since she's gone Hari Raya is meaningless to me.&lt;br /&gt;Was boring and still th e same this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nenek, u are missed much by me.&lt;br /&gt;Dititipkan sekudus doa,&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Allah mencucuri Rahmat kepada hamba-Nya telah kembali ke pangkuan-Nya&lt;br /&gt;Al-Fatihah.&lt;br /&gt;Kpd:&lt;br /&gt;Rakeena Binti Sabtu.&lt;br /&gt;Ali Badron Bin Abdul Talib.&lt;br /&gt;Hamidah Binti Ali Badron.&lt;br /&gt;Abdul Hamid Bin Ali Badron.&lt;br /&gt;Jumadir bin Alli.&lt;br /&gt;Haji Mohd Ali Bin Rahmat.&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that, mixed with excited feelings with Firdaus...&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner, talk about career.&lt;br /&gt;And was sharing how time passed and our topic of  discussion are basically for people who are ready to get married. How sacrificing time and trying to juggle family, friends and ehem2 and at the same time to do something you really have  passion in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firdaus,&lt;br /&gt;True you have passion in cooking.&lt;br /&gt;I can sincerely see that your future in becoming a successful chef will become true.&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah. God's Willing. Stay strong Bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we watch "Due  date", felt like I was two timing&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; someone&lt;/span&gt;. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious, cant control my laughter, was literally laughing my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;Or I should say, laugh till my handphone fall of my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;Was tumbling around looking for my handphone in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;It actually fell into the drink holder of the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Bro for the movie treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-style: italic;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TNVyZ_2sqQI/AAAAAAAAASM/OGEyMTp0Eck/s1600/due-date-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TNVyZ_2sqQI/AAAAAAAAASM/OGEyMTp0Eck/s320/due-date-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536457107885041922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; and yeah cuzz syah... sorry cant make it to jurong point to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;Next time aite?&lt;br /&gt;Miss your bubbly-chatter,&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Cuzz yuhan! you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time is needed to be there for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time is the factor that separate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if there's no time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time will tell if we'll be able to be together again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;till next time.&lt;br /&gt;InsyAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6416633839571282512?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6416633839571282512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6416633839571282512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6416633839571282512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6416633839571282512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/11/on-these-gleek-face-theres-actually.html' title='on this gleek face, there&apos;s actually gloom lingers'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TNVyZ_2sqQI/AAAAAAAAASM/OGEyMTp0Eck/s72-c/due-date-movie-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-3877787816358325684</id><published>2010-10-31T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T18:19:28.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is an old post: "tired of tv"  July 2006</title><content type='html'>Well.&lt;br /&gt;Got bored and read my old post.&lt;br /&gt;Bring back memories at Singapore Polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was a heavy blogger during that time, blog whenever I can.&lt;br /&gt;Especially during long breaks. Breaks like last for 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Ranting stuffs, sharing issues and views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I read this entry and I kinda like it. Just wanna share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Tired of tv?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Televisyen,&lt;br /&gt;An electronic device which made up of PCB board, components which hopefully by this 3 years I would understand all of them. What make us perpendicular to it is not the angelic design facet of the device. It's the programme running on the glass of the multi-colour tv set. TV programmer, which i think what it's called, put on programme for viewer like me to watch. Whether it's good for me or just deteriorating my moral values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I watch Living with Fran which I always think that there isn't anything that i can gain when I watch the particular sitcom. To my consternation, i realise that tonight's episode was actually enhancing my vocabulary. They all said this word, "surprise" all in different synonyms, its suppose to be a joke where de cast took turns to start their sentence starting with "surprise" You got to watch it to understand. Although the sitcom has muse me countless of time, it's degrading base from the background religion of mine, Muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sin to be living in the same household when both the couple are not lawfully married to each other. But this Americans do not believe such Syariah Laws, who am I kidding, personally, I think they are naive, deceitful and moral degrading. Am I being racist? Its just a narrow point of view from a bogus argumentative writer-wannabe. me. I am not a racist, my abortive articulate of Americans is so one sided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I still solely depend on this type of TV programmes cause I really enjoy their company during late nights, 1-2 am. Programmes such as O.C, E.R, Living With Fran, Alias, Frasier, Smallville, Charm etc are among of programme I frequently gaze on late at night with my aching back resting on the dishevel sofa which always ran out from its original place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I live to enjoy watching E.R which I thought i would never watch ever in my life. The situation, a hectic hospital with nurses, doctors who hungry for lust, attention, power and sense of duty to the patient. I ponder, if that is what exactly happening in their hospital. It's not poor service, but, there are mountains and mountains of patient, in the drama apparently. Unlike Singapore there isn't really drama in acessing, asking and consulting the ailment or hemorrhage of patient. Three letter to denote Singapore's Medical system, apt. Adroit, skilled, efficient. Another word that i recognise hospital in Singapore is "pacific" rarely there are disarray from the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what televisyen made me into, a collate person, who likes to compare, it sounded like my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclussion, televisyen plays a significant role in our daily lives, whether we notice it or just burke away the thought of certain tv programmes. All of us cant run from this twist of fate of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: This entry does not concern any reader accept the typer himself, me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Consternation, bombastic or what. I totally forgot what it means.&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember that I am a nerdly-articulate-blogger.&lt;br /&gt;I miss blogging, sharing my mentaled-thoughts where people wont even pass to see as its like the issues are just micro-fibre on the bottom of a 3M sponge.&lt;br /&gt;Still can ah....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-3877787816358325684?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/3877787816358325684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=3877787816358325684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3877787816358325684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3877787816358325684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is-old-post-tired-of-tv-july-2006.html' title='this is an old post: &quot;tired of tv&quot;  July 2006'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-8998910567082102328</id><published>2010-10-30T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T00:16:22.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lonelyday, lovely night.</title><content type='html'>ok.&lt;br /&gt;Got back from my COS duty.&lt;br /&gt;Big breakfast at MacD, alone.&lt;br /&gt;Emo-in-the-morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking of buying my sis gift since I have no time to buy for already.&lt;br /&gt;Cause tomorrow duty again.&lt;br /&gt;What to do.&lt;br /&gt;In service.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody was free.&lt;br /&gt;All my Bros were working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah went alone.&lt;br /&gt;Emo seh.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went toBencoolen.&lt;br /&gt;Took 1 hour and a half just to choose a watch.&lt;br /&gt;Well sis, its not a surprise anymore as I called to ask what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Well Im bad at choosing stuff..&lt;br /&gt;Will take very long or wont even buy.&lt;br /&gt;Since its a gift, well, yeah. I got my sis to choose via the handphone.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that made my way to Peace center.&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Macdonald, again, watching Youtube via my netbook.&lt;br /&gt;Watch Syurga Cinta.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;random kan?&lt;br /&gt;Watching alone.&lt;br /&gt;sobs.&lt;br /&gt;Saw my driver mate, during course.&lt;br /&gt;He must be " ape mamat ni buat sorang2 kat mac nie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE shook my hands and sat opposite me.&lt;br /&gt;Then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solat at Bencoolen Mosque.&lt;br /&gt;The Mosque was chilly.&lt;br /&gt;Tenang jiwaku~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~then~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not alone anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Got a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; to accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;Waited at the entrance of Brass Basah.&lt;br /&gt;While typing this entry.&lt;br /&gt;*Yikes*&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend's&lt;/span&gt; here....&lt;br /&gt;Continue later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Reached home*&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; got me a hp key chain.&lt;br /&gt;There was two of  it, it shows a whole picture if its put together.&lt;br /&gt;I got 1 side and my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt; got another.&lt;br /&gt;Got problem which hp to put onto.&lt;br /&gt;Maklum la, bynk hp.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, sweet seh.&lt;br /&gt;Today alot people are being sweet to me.&lt;br /&gt;Darul early morning called me, talk awhile and told me bout his night.&lt;br /&gt;Firdaus call later in the evening asking how i was doing and now this.&lt;br /&gt;awww....&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;arghh....&lt;br /&gt;Didnt buy anything for my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of something already.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Just wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here how the keychain looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TMxD-Bp3rdI/AAAAAAAAAR8/v5xLeiofqak/s1600/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TMxD-Bp3rdI/AAAAAAAAAR8/v5xLeiofqak/s320/DSC_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533872775006498258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-8998910567082102328?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/8998910567082102328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=8998910567082102328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8998910567082102328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8998910567082102328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/10/lonelyday-lovely-night.html' title='lonelyday, lovely night.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/TMxD-Bp3rdI/AAAAAAAAAR8/v5xLeiofqak/s72-c/DSC_0091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-2887449986305467530</id><published>2010-10-29T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T23:03:41.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5Mwtf/s. duty. manje naah.</title><content type='html'>Shhh...&lt;br /&gt;At camp doing duty now.&lt;br /&gt;Dam luck.&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda hectic today at work.&lt;br /&gt;As usual.&lt;br /&gt;But Alhamdullilah, at least go to settle all the cock ups.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I got Monday and Tuesday leave.&lt;br /&gt;But still no idea what to do on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;Nvrm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Im a person who cannot really control myself if i need to smile.&lt;br /&gt;Somemore if someone talk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manje&lt;/span&gt;`ly with me.&lt;br /&gt;Although it's a guy.&lt;br /&gt;Astarghfirullah~&lt;br /&gt;I know this someone ar.&lt;br /&gt;Actually he's really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bengkok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then, im a person who dont like to label people.&lt;br /&gt;His voice, lembut naah..&lt;br /&gt;If talk to the phone sure you think its a girl...&lt;br /&gt;Then he always to talk to me, manje`ly, *pecah*&lt;br /&gt;especially when he talk to me one on one. Extra lembut seh. Den I cant help it, I would smile.&lt;br /&gt;Paiseh sendiri I look towards other place. I was like, ape sehhh~&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I thinks its his nature la.&lt;br /&gt;To talk like that.&lt;br /&gt;Hiiish Jauh kan la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes think, why guys can be like that.&lt;br /&gt;What are they thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Well, God  created them like that.&lt;br /&gt;We gotta accept who they are.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone&lt;/span&gt; I know told me I like to be manje.&lt;br /&gt;Cheh.&lt;br /&gt;Yekeee???&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine if some guy said he has feelings for me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh nonononono! Jauh kan laaa....&lt;br /&gt;Susah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg.&lt;br /&gt;I hear a truck roaring outside.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-2887449986305467530?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/2887449986305467530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=2887449986305467530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2887449986305467530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2887449986305467530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/10/5mwtfs-duty-manje-naah.html' title='5Mwtf/s. duty. manje naah.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-1779437321723346774</id><published>2010-10-26T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T23:18:12.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zombie</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, actually accompanied my dad and mum to Causeway Point to scout some laptops.&lt;br /&gt;End up my dad wanted to go to Mustafa.&lt;br /&gt;Mustafa is very-the-different la.&lt;br /&gt;And kinda irritating.&lt;br /&gt;There's only one entrance.&lt;br /&gt;We tawaf2 around just to look for the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;The lay out of the place also different. The gold/jewellery, I think shifted out some other place. And the place vamped up.&lt;br /&gt;Started at 11pm, round2 til 1am looking for mum' shoes then ate upper at this Naan food joint.&lt;br /&gt;Was okay I guess. Naan at Padan City, JB, was still the best.&lt;br /&gt;Reach home round 2+am.&lt;br /&gt;Slept and woke at 5am!!!&lt;br /&gt;To book into camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zomg.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of work pile up.&lt;br /&gt;Complications.&lt;br /&gt;Darn.&lt;br /&gt;It was good to hear that people say, If my section got problem, If im here, SURE can settle.&lt;br /&gt;But Im not here, tonggang-tembalik101. Hahaha. At least I know that people recognize my effort. That Im important gitu~ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also kinda like when people look to me to ask for opinions and advice.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like Im important. Though it will result to more work.&lt;br /&gt;But, yeah... Lumrah bekerja.&lt;br /&gt;Can still remember, when the first time I posted to Jurong Node.&lt;br /&gt;Asking alot of question and advice from people  and some dont help me.&lt;br /&gt;LOST GILEEEE nye.&lt;br /&gt;So I know how the juniors feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always complaint my workload is tooo much.&lt;br /&gt;But still can execute. Not bragging. But it seems, if I sign on, I think i can pull of the this job scope.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Im so use to it already. So. To sign or not.&lt;br /&gt;But 80% CONFIRM wont sign on.&lt;br /&gt;I have other plans for my future.&lt;br /&gt;Great plans. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ehemm2 *stop berangan eh aidil*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know few of my juniors are sign in on, I dunno what they are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I can just wish them good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoinks~&lt;br /&gt;"Dil asal macam lemau niari."&lt;br /&gt;"Ngantuk ar bro, penat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt chill-out when your drivers care bout you.&lt;br /&gt;Aww... Sentimental seh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON DUTY.&lt;br /&gt;SLEEPY.&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NIGHT. zzZzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-1779437321723346774?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/1779437321723346774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=1779437321723346774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1779437321723346774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1779437321723346774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/10/zombie.html' title='zombie'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-7023926345114571706</id><published>2010-10-25T11:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T12:46:19.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where post are due.</title><content type='html'>Well.&lt;br /&gt;Last check, it's been 1 year 2 months since the last entry of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;That's freaking long.&lt;br /&gt;Its not like alot of people reading it. Its only visited by 7000+ people only.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Its since June 2006 i remind u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;I believe anything we want to do, "its always gotta start somewhere".&lt;br /&gt;Anything you do, there's always a location company by it. Since "someone" told me update my blog, and duhhh... The somewhere obviously the blogspot. Woke up early in the morning. Not knowing what to do. Editing some pictures and it brought to my mind that I could revamp my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The layout, I changed abit, the photos and just made it simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I dont think I can support my blog, been busy with NS. U know I know. Where its that period of 2 years where your freedom is actually a privilege, my opinion by the way. But still. I tried my best to spend time with my love ones, especially the new "ones". Bros giving me support always reminding me only six months to go.&lt;br /&gt;But my real future, the leap of faith to adulthood, working class man. What am I gonna be???&lt;br /&gt;Planning. Family planing. A whole lot of planning.  Means,what i need to do is start preparing. In all different criteria. Job, Study, Marriage, Iman, Character. All need to be developed. WHAT AM I GONNA DO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let Allah Ta`Alla decide my fate, but without perseverance, its like drinking redbull but still goes to sleep (ape seh tak realate langsung.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st entry of 2010. Hopefully not my last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-7023926345114571706?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/7023926345114571706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=7023926345114571706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7023926345114571706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7023926345114571706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2010/10/where-post-are-due.html' title='where post are due.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-3370374076046128322</id><published>2009-07-18T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:10:01.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im sick</title><content type='html'>ok.&lt;br /&gt;its been so long i've blog.&lt;br /&gt;u know i know, been busy with serving my country.&lt;br /&gt;patriotic sia....&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downside;&lt;br /&gt;im down with H1N1 a.k.a swine flu!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;Quarantine at home for 7 days!&lt;br /&gt;Actually im feeling fine already...&lt;br /&gt;still need to be homestay for another 6 days.&lt;br /&gt;OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing im able to watch all the movies i missed.&lt;br /&gt;like today i watched ice age 3 and he's just not that into you.&lt;br /&gt;Ice age 3 is damn fucking movie!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The Sid character, infact all the characters are dam funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;i like when 1 part they having this conversation, they have to save Sid, the sloth.&lt;br /&gt;The conversation, "We have to save Sid", "Roger", "No we have to save Sid", "Roger", "Ok we save Sid first then Roger", "haiizzzz" (something like that) hahaha. That was really lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just not into you is the best how-to-know-love-romance-thinghy-out-of-the-book movie.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I like the ending, the most cheeekiest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;very creative.&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer told Ben to not bring back this pair of trousers, but instead he brought back that trousers.&lt;br /&gt;When Jennifer was about to threw the off. Ben told her to check the pockets.&lt;br /&gt;What she found was a diamond ring and when she turn behind Ben was on his knees infront of her, like popping ghost. U need to watch it, IF YOU HAVENT WATCH IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days to book in...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do activity, not staying at home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-3370374076046128322?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/3370374076046128322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=3370374076046128322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3370374076046128322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3370374076046128322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sick.html' title='Im sick'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-4462184016900465330</id><published>2009-05-24T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T03:25:55.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sluuurs</title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Was watching Friends, now its like season 7 arleady.&lt;br /&gt;Stumble on this video, Lily Allen, loved her.&lt;br /&gt;Cool songs.&lt;br /&gt;1st time I heard her was in the school Library.&lt;br /&gt;So borrowed it.&lt;br /&gt;I love Smile!&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw that Womanizer, which I thought was her original.&lt;br /&gt;But actualy was her cover of Britney's.&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;The HELL!&lt;br /&gt;It sound waaaaaay better than Britney's.&lt;br /&gt;Its not like I think Britney Spears's stuffs are not good.&lt;br /&gt;She sound so slutty.&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;But she is so clever.&lt;br /&gt;Or...&lt;br /&gt;Creative I guess...&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;Have you hear "If You Seek Amy"?&lt;br /&gt;She's actually saying F.U.C.K ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chorus of the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me, say what you want about me But all of the boys and all of the girls are begging to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you seek Amy-&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (F.U.C.K ME!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clever huh...&lt;br /&gt;Creative*&lt;br /&gt;Cause the words doesnt make sense, boys and girls are begging to if you seek amy? WTH.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Ok thats all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-4462184016900465330?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/4462184016900465330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=4462184016900465330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4462184016900465330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4462184016900465330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/05/sluuurs.html' title='sluuurs'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-2387030925165344928</id><published>2009-05-16T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T02:25:30.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressorjustplainhormones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok.&lt;/div&gt;I've just watched Kami Themovie.&lt;br /&gt;Its an Indie genre movie.&lt;br /&gt;Its a group of 5 friends living their life, hangig out, going gigs,fashion, creative stuff, drugs, kleptomania, boyfriend problems and most of all they love indie live musics.&lt;br /&gt;I can relate cause I have friends just like them and I love Indie music!&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting forthat movie since LAST year!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to that dude for uploading it!!&lt;br /&gt;Well I got to say foran Indie movie its really Emo at the end.&lt;br /&gt;Irony?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;I've been eating alot.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, not the usual meal.&lt;br /&gt;Cause its alot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Its i've been eating alot of comfort food.&lt;br /&gt;ICE CREAM!&lt;br /&gt;I completed a tub of 7 bucks worth of ice cream and 4 minicones of Moo icecream.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe im stressed up with the enlistment day nearing.&lt;br /&gt;Well im not really "afraid".&lt;br /&gt;Cause i have the feeling that im really looking forward for Army.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its like 1st day in secondary school again.&lt;br /&gt;and again, iwasnt that lonely in woodlands sec on the 1st day.&lt;br /&gt;Knew alot of ppl already by den, cause all wentto the same school.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;mon.&lt;br /&gt;hafiz.&lt;br /&gt;din.&lt;br /&gt;hafizudin.&lt;br /&gt;nasir.&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess, in Army, 1st day will be really like, "omg,friendd friend, friend friend, must, find friend"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;im just being paranoid huh.&lt;br /&gt;Well and there's one thing, im afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid i wont perform what im expected myself to perform.&lt;br /&gt;I think im very fit physically, mentally?&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Hope i wont be break that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been sometime i last blog in.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;maybethis would be the 2nd last of it?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me^^&lt;br /&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;ps: ifthere's alot of mistake, pardon me, my lap top keypad is dam small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-2387030925165344928?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/2387030925165344928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=2387030925165344928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2387030925165344928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2387030925165344928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/05/stressorjustplainhormones.html' title='stressorjustplainhormones'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-200623614444644167</id><published>2009-04-20T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:37:19.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LifeHandbook</title><content type='html'>I just opened this e-mail sent by Lachimi.&lt;br /&gt;It is a really good email.&lt;br /&gt;Take a minute to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of posting it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HANDBOOK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.    Drink plenty of water.&lt;br /&gt;2.    Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.&lt;br /&gt;3.    Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.&lt;br /&gt;4.    Live with the 3 E's -- Energy,  Enthusiasm, and Empathy.&lt;br /&gt; 5.    Make time for prayer.&lt;br /&gt;6.    Play more games.&lt;br /&gt;7.    Read more books.&lt;br /&gt;8.    Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.&lt;br /&gt; 9.    Sleep for 7 hours.&lt;br /&gt;10.  Take a 10-30 minutes walk every day. And while you walk,   smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personality:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Don't compare your life to others'. You have no idea what their journey is all about.&lt;br /&gt;12.  Don't have negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy the positive present moment.&lt;br /&gt;13.  Don't over do. Keep your limits.&lt;br /&gt;14.  Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does.&lt;br /&gt;15.  Don't waste your precious energy on gossip.&lt;br /&gt;16.  Dream more while you are awake.&lt;br /&gt;17.  Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;br /&gt;18.  Forget issues of the past. Don't remind mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness.&lt;br /&gt;19.  Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate others.&lt;br /&gt;20..  Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present.&lt;br /&gt;21.  No one is in charge of your happiness except you.&lt;br /&gt;22.  Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn.   Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;23.  Smile and laugh more.&lt;br /&gt;24.  You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Society:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.  Call your family often.&lt;br /&gt;26.  Each day give something good to others.&lt;br /&gt;27.  Forgive everyone for everything.&lt;br /&gt;28.  Spend time with people over the age of 70 &amp;amp; under the   age of 6.&lt;br /&gt;29.  Try to make at least three people smile each day.&lt;br /&gt;30.  What other people think of you is none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;31.  Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your          family and friends will. Stay in touch. Life:&lt;br /&gt;32.  Do the right thing!&lt;br /&gt;33.  Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful.&lt;br /&gt;34.  GOD heals everything.&lt;br /&gt;35.  However good or bad a situation is, it will change.&lt;br /&gt;36.  No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;br /&gt;37.  The best is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;38.  When you awake alive in the morning, thank GOD for it.&lt;br /&gt;39.  Your Inner most is always happy. So, be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-200623614444644167?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/200623614444644167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=200623614444644167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/200623614444644167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/200623614444644167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/04/lifehandbook.html' title='LifeHandbook'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-2227865205265988404</id><published>2009-04-04T02:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T02:41:24.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bickering.emos.on.youtube</title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;I was Youtube`ing and I happened to logged into my Youtube account.&lt;br /&gt;I explore my account and looked into my inbox.&lt;br /&gt;Got some reply to some comments I wrote before.&lt;br /&gt;It was this Ahmed Deedat video I watched.&lt;br /&gt;Im not really those emo-nerd-no-life bickering stuff in Youtube.&lt;br /&gt;Just to caution you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I kinda made a "scene" on my caption of comments .&lt;br /&gt;This whole thread is just about me reply`ing a comment I made on a dude.&lt;br /&gt;The url video: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qVG4ZvIrlms"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qVG4ZvIrlms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you interested watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well apparently, I look into my inbox too late as it was 10 months ago LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the threads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;In &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;bold &lt;/strong&gt;is me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="watch-comment-auth" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/lexino2bezino" rel="nofollow"&gt;lexino2bezino&lt;/a&gt; (10 months ago) &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="show_link_hSFfsnh5CI0" onclick="displayHideCommentLink('hSFfsnh5CI0')"&gt;Show&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="hide_link_hSFfsnh5CI0" onclick="displayShowCommentLink('hSFfsnh5CI0')"&gt;Hide&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&gt; the spark of the bickering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Deedat is in Heaven InshaAllah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="watch-comment-auth" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/BonjourNuit9" rel="nofollow"&gt;BonjourNuit9&lt;/a&gt; (10 months ago) &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="show_link_eLvuNt32L-4" onclick="displayHideCommentLink('eLvuNt32L-4')"&gt;Show&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="hide_link_eLvuNt32L-4" onclick="displayShowCommentLink('eLvuNt32L-4')"&gt;Hide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2 &lt;a onclick="voteComment('eLvuNt32L-4', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '-2', '-1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="voteComment('eLvuNt32L-4', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '-2', '1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marked as spam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="showCommentReplyForm('comment_form_id_eLvuNt32L-4', 'eLvuNt32L-4', false)"&gt;Reply&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="spam('eLvuNt32L-4', 'qVG4ZvIrlms')"&gt;Spam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deedat you can't﻿ be in Heaven because you taught lies and believed in your lies as did MuhammadYou did more harm then good, believing you were serving God when you were serving only Satan for Satan is the lies of those who seek to conquer and oppress the world and that is IslamNot by truth but by deception you touched those ignorant of both the Bible and the Koran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="watch-comment-auth" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/jrdjango" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jrdjango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (10 months ago) Show Hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur comments is just a mere spam.He explained in shear detail. The real ordeal what happen in the room when They are having Supper. You denying it. You eyes are cshut from the truth. Try if you could contradict what he had say with something strong and concrete statement about the verses he explained. How can Islam be about conquering and Oppress? Find what Islam define as. Its only what people want Islam wants to be, its not what Islam all about. Islam means, Peace and total submition to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="watch-comment-auth" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/BonjourNuit9" rel="nofollow"&gt;BonjourNuit9&lt;/a&gt; (10 months ago) &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="show_link_SlEADb3jMTg" onclick="displayHideCommentLink('SlEADb3jMTg')"&gt;Show&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="hide_link_SlEADb3jMTg" onclick="displayShowCommentLink('SlEADb3jMTg')"&gt;Hide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 &lt;a onclick="voteComment('SlEADb3jMTg', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '0', '-1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="voteComment('SlEADb3jMTg', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '0', '1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marked as spam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="showCommentReplyForm('comment_form_id_SlEADb3jMTg', 'SlEADb3jMTg', false)"&gt;Reply&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="spam('SlEADb3jMTg', 'qVG4ZvIrlms')"&gt;Spam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jrdjango Islam merely says peace but does not teach peaceConfusious was not a prophet yet he taught peace among people.Islam means submission to God but not one Muslim knows God is with them to guide them so not one Muslim submits to God,you merely submit to the dictates of Muhammad who himself did﻿ not submit to Gabriel who told him to readIt is like Muslims who praise the prophets yet they have a 1000 sites that disputes over everything the prophets had said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="watch-comment-auth" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/jrdjango" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jrdjango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (10 months ago) &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="show_link_9egWmuynNTM" onclick="displayHideCommentLink('9egWmuynNTM')"&gt;Show&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="hide_link_9egWmuynNTM" onclick="displayShowCommentLink('9egWmuynNTM')"&gt;Hide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1 Marked as spam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="showCommentReplyForm('comment_form_id_9egWmuynNTM', '9egWmuynNTM', false)"&gt;Reply&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="removeComment('9egWmuynNTM', 'vqMFikj2tMs', '9egWmuynNTM', 'V', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', 'session_token=coXGyfoCHax1WpygMEwP6c8kFOt8MA==')"&gt;Remove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you find the TRUTH. actually in what Jesus trying to say, he didnt died, and if thats what ur salvation falls upon, Christian is not what you think it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="watch-comment-auth" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/BonjourNuit9" rel="nofollow"&gt;BonjourNuit9&lt;/a&gt; (10 months ago) &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="show_link_UlW-_6S-YD0" onclick="displayHideCommentLink('UlW-_6S-YD0')"&gt;Show&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="hide_link_UlW-_6S-YD0" onclick="displayShowCommentLink('UlW-_6S-YD0')"&gt;Hide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1 &lt;a onclick="voteComment('UlW-_6S-YD0', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '-1', '-1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="voteComment('UlW-_6S-YD0', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '-1', '1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marked as spam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="showCommentReplyForm('comment_form_id_UlW-_6S-YD0', 'UlW-_6S-YD0', false)"&gt;Reply&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="spam('UlW-_6S-YD0', 'qVG4ZvIrlms')"&gt;Spam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jrdjango no prophet but false prophets were to come after Jesus,Muhammad taught Jesus didn't die on the cross and that Jesus was merely a prophet when Christianity only came into existence because Jesus claimed he was God for which he was sent to the cross and rose from the dead to prove it and Then taught his disciplesMuh claimed if Jesus rose from the dead,it was only by the power of God,but God knew only Jesus claimed to be God!Jesus rose from the dead because He was and is God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="watch-comment-auth" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/Psychedelicircus" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psychedelicircus&lt;/a&gt; (9 months ago) &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="show_link_hVNNECo5dQ4" onclick="displayHideCommentLink('hVNNECo5dQ4')"&gt;Show&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="hide_link_hVNNECo5dQ4" onclick="displayShowCommentLink('hVNNECo5dQ4')"&gt;Hide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 &lt;a onclick="voteComment('hVNNECo5dQ4', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '0', '-1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="voteComment('hVNNECo5dQ4', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '0', '1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marked as spam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="showCommentReplyForm('comment_form_id_hVNNECo5dQ4', 'hVNNECo5dQ4', false)"&gt;Reply&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="spam('hVNNECo5dQ4', 'qVG4ZvIrlms')"&gt;Spam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is God? the one hanging on the cross? half naked, battered?...and there are 3 in 1?(like instant coffee?) Wow, poor God. Ok, u said Prophet Muhammad is a false prophet...well u are praying to a false God. Muhammad misled us u said...whatever suits u. Find out who misled u 1st. Poor Bonjour.......Bonjour!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="watch-comment-auth" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/forzaitalia2" rel="nofollow"&gt;forzaitalia2&lt;/a&gt; (9 months ago) &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="show_link__4tgOGopxeA" onclick="displayHideCommentLink('_4tgOGopxeA')"&gt;Show&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="hide_link__4tgOGopxeA" onclick="displayShowCommentLink('_4tgOGopxeA')"&gt;Hide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 &lt;a onclick="voteComment('_4tgOGopxeA', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '0', '-1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="voteComment('_4tgOGopxeA', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '0', '1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marked as spam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="showCommentReplyForm('comment_form_id__4tgOGopxeA', '_4tgOGopxeA', false)"&gt;Reply&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="spam('_4tgOGopxeA', 'qVG4ZvIrlms')"&gt;Spam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah 3 in 1 (like instant coffee) you fool, thats a good one. actually im surprised deedat missed on coment like that. hey you should get up on stage and do that..you wilbe funny guy...really funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="watch-comment-auth" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/Psychedelicircus" rel="nofollow"&gt;Psychedelicircus&lt;/a&gt; (9 months ago) &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="show_link_dFbevHpQZmE" onclick="displayHideCommentLink('dFbevHpQZmE')"&gt;Show&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="hide_link_dFbevHpQZmE" onclick="displayShowCommentLink('dFbevHpQZmE')"&gt;Hide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1 &lt;a onclick="voteComment('dFbevHpQZmE', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '-1', '-1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="voteComment('dFbevHpQZmE', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '-1', '1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marked as spam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="showCommentReplyForm('comment_form_id_dFbevHpQZmE', 'dFbevHpQZmE', false)"&gt;Reply&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="spam('dFbevHpQZmE', 'qVG4ZvIrlms')"&gt;Spam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Bonjour,i think your fingers are bleeding and your heart is aching hahahaha. Poor little boy.....go go shhoooohh, go pray to your God. He is hanging up there on the cross...hmmmmm, made of fibre glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="watch-comment-auth" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/BonjourNuit9" rel="nofollow"&gt;BonjourNuit9&lt;/a&gt; (9 months ago) &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="show_link_fZxzoH5e-T4" onclick="displayHideCommentLink('fZxzoH5e-T4')"&gt;Show&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="watch-comment-head-link" id="hide_link_fZxzoH5e-T4" onclick="displayShowCommentLink('fZxzoH5e-T4')"&gt;Hide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 &lt;a onclick="voteComment('fZxzoH5e-T4', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '0', '-1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="voteComment('fZxzoH5e-T4', 'qVG4ZvIrlms', '0', '1')"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marked as spam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="showCommentReplyForm('comment_form_id_fZxzoH5e-T4', 'fZxzoH5e-T4', false)"&gt;Reply&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onclick="spam('fZxzoH5e-T4', 'qVG4ZvIrlms')"&gt;Spam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psyche my God is your God,for there is but One God who is all there is,there is nothing and no body outside of God,the difference between what you believe and what I believe is my religion teaches me how to experience the awareness of God's presence,whereas you merely touch your head to the ground with your butts up in the air,thinking you submit to God as people use to do for their rulersYou are oblivious to the fact that God is with you God went to the cross,to say:I am with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Woah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Was being Zakir Naik- Wannabe.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually...&lt;br /&gt;I can rebutt him back, wayyyyy more.&lt;br /&gt;I can fired up and contradict all his comments given to me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I won't bicker on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again I say.&lt;br /&gt;I just found it today.&lt;br /&gt;What Im shock is, two dudes backing me up.&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to be arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-2227865205265988404?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/2227865205265988404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=2227865205265988404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2227865205265988404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2227865205265988404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/04/bickeringemosonyoutube.html' title='bickering.emos.on.youtube'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-3576249296377137530</id><published>2009-04-02T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T03:06:23.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>denial</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno its me hungry for information or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just plain so bored.&lt;br /&gt;I was minding my business &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;`&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Starting from Lil Wayne's music, crossing to Mos Def (another rapper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) and i stumble on this video where he, Mos Def came onto a talk-show called Real Time.&lt;br /&gt;He talk issues and share his views on politics, religion, etc.&lt;br /&gt;He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; believe that there's an Al-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Qaeda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; network.&lt;br /&gt;He believes its the "boogie-man" who wants to "terrorize" US, etc nation.&lt;br /&gt;I think the "boogie-man" is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;refering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to Government-running-conspiracies.&lt;br /&gt;You know The Man.&lt;br /&gt;There's a conspiracy that "they" purposely bring down the US World Trade Centre to have a War with Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;I hear-so-say-so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Let me bring it down.&lt;br /&gt;They say, Iraq has a Weapon of Mass Destruction.&lt;br /&gt;When they having a crisis with Iran who has Nuclear plant.&lt;br /&gt;And they do not know their intention of having a Nuclear plant and wants Iran to shut the Nuclear plant.&lt;br /&gt;A threat to US?&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't you guys be there "enforcing" them.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going to Iraq, and found NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;Except finding Saddam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Husin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; under the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He's deserve for what he did.&lt;br /&gt;Its a War-Crime.&lt;br /&gt;So what the hell they doing in Iraq?&lt;br /&gt;Pulling out the soldiers would be an irresponsible thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;Hell.&lt;br /&gt;Literally, you creating hell for the people in Iraq and your Men.&lt;br /&gt;Dying for a dumb-ass cause.&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;supress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a country sure hell they would retaliate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; being one sided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Islam teach that if one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;supress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; another oneself, its his/her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;rightfull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; duty to fight for his/her right. So they are not doing anything wrong, they are just protecting their country from the "invaders"&lt;br /&gt;Protect: If you mean, being killed by rocket launched on ships from far away.&lt;br /&gt;There &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;arent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; many, say, one on one fight.&lt;br /&gt;Guess so.&lt;br /&gt; I've seen how a modern war works.&lt;br /&gt;If they are on heavy fire.&lt;br /&gt;Pitt Pitt Pitt.... (calling for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;airstrike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not saying its coward.&lt;br /&gt;Its a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;stratergy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to use Technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just saying its not a fair fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;tooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; carried away.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot I was talking about Mos Def.&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to his songs, actually right now.&lt;br /&gt;He's gotta be the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Truthfull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Rapper ever.&lt;br /&gt;My say.&lt;br /&gt;He raps what's in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;He's not that kind of G- rapping(Gangsta)&lt;br /&gt;I like one of his songs talking about a relationship with a girl.&lt;br /&gt;From being girlfriend to wife to being divorced.&lt;br /&gt;If you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;You've been with someone, for a sometime, say 1-2 years.&lt;br /&gt;Dating and what not.&lt;br /&gt;And finally broke-off for some stupid reason or even because of the personality.&lt;br /&gt;what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trying to say, you need 1-2 years of your live to know that you hate the person?&lt;br /&gt;The worst is the one who has this on-and-off relationship.&lt;br /&gt;The f~, like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Ciara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said "If he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; love you by now, he never will"&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have that solid-label that both are really into with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Why the f~ would you be hoping to be with the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a school boy i was ignorant by the word Love.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;truelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; know the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;defination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of L-O-V-E.&lt;br /&gt;Just a short summary, NOW.&lt;br /&gt;Monkey-love, cut that LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;Monkey-love is like those couple in Secondary Education.&lt;br /&gt;saying "Love you B after a call/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;msg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not saying there's no love.&lt;br /&gt;It wont be long that, one guy trying to woo the girl, and those guys getting a fight because of a girl. You know the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;noobish&lt;/span&gt; fight over a girl. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Mayeb&lt;/span&gt; not all.&lt;br /&gt;I shall explain &lt;strong&gt;Love. in my views.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know 1 or 2 who has that long lasting relationship. Maybe too long? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. you know what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;Get MARRIED THEN!&lt;br /&gt;Kudos for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If you dating, there's no love.&lt;br /&gt;Its lust.&lt;br /&gt;You wanna be with that someone.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy`&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;ly&lt;/span&gt; for one reason or another&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You know.&lt;br /&gt;Going out, paying her lunch, impressing her with gifts, roses what shit not.&lt;br /&gt;You really trying to impress her.&lt;br /&gt;Its like paying a prostitute to get her service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;wooooohhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;But its true right, if you know what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;portray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Date-&gt; take out for movies. for= to be in relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Prostitution-&gt; pay her money. for= good half-hour-relish-sexual-service.&lt;br /&gt;See the similarity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Overated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; line: &lt;strong&gt;Love hurts, Love is blind etc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, there's no judgement.&lt;br /&gt;If you go out with that someone, and you would be talking to her&lt;br /&gt;"Look at her ass, its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;bootylicous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" and his partner would be like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;You know that horny-lines you share with your guy-friends and not your g-friends.&lt;br /&gt;For guys:&lt;br /&gt;Because if you stare at one's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;hottie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; would flip-out, wont she?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of partner wont judge the guy?&lt;br /&gt;The wife. or some-some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; believe it?&lt;br /&gt;I know some wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;jst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sharing my own experience, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;infact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that line was said by my dad to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;My mom actually add to the content and made it more funny.  At the end its really corny.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Cause my mom knows my dad LOVE my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Its that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no judgement:&lt;br /&gt;1.) her kidney failing, take mine&lt;br /&gt;2.) my hubby cant pay the bills, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; take a job man!&lt;br /&gt;3.) my hubby is  bald centre, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, well he looks cute. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; yeah rite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we constantly judge people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;wheather&lt;/span&gt; we realise or not.&lt;br /&gt;Labeling people.&lt;br /&gt;There's no love there.&lt;br /&gt;There's lust only, trying to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;ontop&lt;/span&gt; of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Love cant be suppress man!&lt;br /&gt;Not allowing one to go out with the group just because the group might be flirty with other people.&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Being Queen Controlled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not LOVE at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; f~ up relationship.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;OF course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Being abuse physically or mentally, there's no LOVE there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course there's more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any one relationship is fall under this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;category,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;THERE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;AINT&lt;/span&gt; SHIT OF L-O-V-E!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually the first two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;That's just lust!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;-a passionate or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;overmastering desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or craving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1.)&lt;/span&gt; wants one to him/hers only, no sharing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2.)&lt;/span&gt; wants to be controlled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3.)&lt;/span&gt; wants to be superior and, "the f~! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; mess with me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys know what is LOVE is.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; still being and ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;Love is....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-3576249296377137530?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/3576249296377137530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=3576249296377137530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3576249296377137530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3576249296377137530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/04/denial.html' title='denial'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-8922479133169492909</id><published>2009-03-27T02:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T03:05:06.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revenge of the nerds</title><content type='html'>Ok. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was suppose to go for NAPFA test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I blew it, cause I got no mood to do 5 stations with my current condition; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been couch potatoe`ing for 4 days now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So was watching "A league of their own" after "21" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;( its like two movie streaming from the net)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and saw Abg Yuhan was online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ask "Eh yo... Any plans?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so he was telling me this movie, "FanBoys"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went to watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/ScvKqoyVHVI/AAAAAAAAARk/jndGROGCryw/s1600-h/fanboys_image__1_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317566618892836178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/ScvKqoyVHVI/AAAAAAAAARk/jndGROGCryw/s320/fanboys_image__1_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie took place in 1998, and these four geeks was veeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrry eager to watch the prequel Star Wars: Episode 1. But they need to wait for another 6 months and few days to catch it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They even had this count-down timer device for the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking bout &lt;strong&gt;nerds&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are really are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristen Bell, the burnette 2nd on the left aka "Veronica Mars" played the girl who hangs around with them, "&lt;em&gt;fortunately&lt;/em&gt;" she have the same taste for loving Star Wars. (&lt;strong&gt;there's no such hottie who hangs with nerds, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe with &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;~ lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So they were planing to break into this George Lucas lair where he kept the Episode 1 prequel and all other Star Wars stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest you gotta watch it! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/ScvKqyqogAI/AAAAAAAAARs/HvZaPA6fY_Q/s1600-h/25_fanboys_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317566621544906754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/ScvKqyqogAI/AAAAAAAAARs/HvZaPA6fY_Q/s320/25_fanboys_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Freaking funny as hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't wanna reveal spoilers but, just that " THE GUYS WERE LIKE OVER-REACTING! for no apparent reason"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristen Bell kissed the nerd-dude on the left of her in the first photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's not good looking! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;omg like im so bad like handsome.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His name was Windows, how nerd is that, hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should nickname myself an OS name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe Mac?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, yea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeap i gotta friend name Mac. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A hottie kissing a real nerd. &lt;strong&gt;Fuuh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im wondering how that dudes feeling when he got ontop of her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta say those cornish line to her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[laying down together, Windows spooning Zoe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristen Bells (Zoe) :"That better be your lucky R2D2 "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nerd-Dude (Windows): "Nope! Its my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;penis!&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyayayayayayai`&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know its acting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sometimes they act with feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FEELINGS i tell you~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i dont think Kristen Bell felt anything, if you know what I mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BURN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not R- rated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a comical movie gotta watch it guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4/5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quote by Windows (after a passer by flash his bra`ed-boops to him):" &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his friends :" &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;shut-up already!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nerds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I am one too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I love Lord of The rings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And spend like 16 bucks just to see the L.O.R exhibition at the SCIENCE CENTRE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I game alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I jam alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But surely Im not like Windows, I dont enter Alamak, those chat rooms, etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Im a cool-geek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You be the judge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am I a nerd?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-8922479133169492909?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/8922479133169492909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=8922479133169492909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8922479133169492909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8922479133169492909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/03/revenge-of-nerds.html' title='revenge of the nerds'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/ScvKqoyVHVI/AAAAAAAAARk/jndGROGCryw/s72-c/fanboys_image__1_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-4516250842636438972</id><published>2009-03-01T00:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:08:58.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part2:exploringVivo</title><content type='html'>Ok here's the part 2.&lt;br /&gt;Just short stuff about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually me, firdaus, darul and nadia wanted to go to the Henderson Wave.&lt;br /&gt;The so-called longest bridge in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Think so.&lt;br /&gt;Its like 11 storey-high. Expanding from Queensway till Mount Faber.&lt;br /&gt;Think so.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, it suddenly rain heavily.&lt;br /&gt;When we got out of the train at Buona Vista, literally downpour.&lt;br /&gt;So we stucked there, planned what's the alternative plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brainstormed.&lt;br /&gt;After some time, decided to reckie Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch, and window shop the mall.&lt;br /&gt;There was a Lonsdale SALE.&lt;br /&gt;Shirt costing only 9 bucks and the boxing shoe cost 39 bucks only!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I think its a closing down-sale.&lt;br /&gt;The shoe's orginal price was like $159.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We bought, actually Firdaus shopped alot, remote control helipcopter, her nephews dolls, some shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like arguing where to go eat and how to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Train?, bus?, taxi? Vivo? Mustafa? Zam2?&lt;br /&gt;We even played lon cham pas. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Of course I ate my favourite Tom Yam Ban Mian @ the Banquet***&lt;br /&gt;The UN-miss-able food to die for!&lt;br /&gt;And yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The queue for KFC was so long. 45 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we intended to camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;Got no place and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Expecially at Toys r Us.&lt;br /&gt;Played with those silly toys.&lt;br /&gt;Fun bunch of dudes- dudats there are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned to go Batam next month.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;How I wish it could be earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Snorkeling.&lt;br /&gt;WakeBoarding.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Go-karting.&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting the days....&lt;br /&gt;~Sleepy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-4516250842636438972?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/4516250842636438972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=4516250842636438972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4516250842636438972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4516250842636438972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/03/part2exploringvivo.html' title='Part2:exploringVivo'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-1119676828460590455</id><published>2009-03-01T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:40:33.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part1:freedom?</title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1st part of my blog for tonight, I had too many things to rant.&lt;br /&gt;SO here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leap of faith.&lt;br /&gt;I just ended my Poly-life.&lt;br /&gt;So called.&lt;br /&gt;My last paper ended yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Was a STRESS-Full experience.&lt;br /&gt;For the 1st two papers I didnt got the chance to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;My 1st paper started at around 6pm till 8 pm.&lt;br /&gt;I got home around 9+pm.&lt;br /&gt;Ate my dinner and continued study for the 2nd paper till the next morning,&lt;br /&gt;which is at 9am. I didnt SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God there was some dude invent Red Bull. I pop two cans. One was the Thailand's infamous KratengDaeng. The 2nd one was the Austria's Red Bull worth $3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I would get 3.1 GP for the Cumulative GP.&lt;br /&gt;That's all I would ask for.&lt;br /&gt;I should say, my poly-life kinda suck.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wasted my poly-life.&lt;br /&gt;People say its the time you would find your true or maybe your identity.&lt;br /&gt;What you really are?&lt;br /&gt;You know.&lt;br /&gt;What or who you suppose to be...&lt;br /&gt;Chairman of a Club.&lt;br /&gt;Champion of the Takraw team.&lt;br /&gt;ETC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;My poly-life consist of lazy-ing around lectures, Facebook-ing during lab session and lepak!&lt;br /&gt;Haizz....&lt;br /&gt;Gods-willing.&lt;br /&gt;I would be chosen for the N.I.E interview.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be an ART teacher.&lt;br /&gt;If not.&lt;br /&gt;P.E teacher?&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;Is it weird me a teacher?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I got inspired when I was having conversation with GC and ZC about choosing my course for the NTU admission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I would be shortlisted.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;Another 2-4 years of education,&lt;br /&gt;yet again.......&lt;br /&gt;Aghh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-1119676828460590455?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/1119676828460590455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=1119676828460590455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1119676828460590455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1119676828460590455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/03/part1freedom.html' title='Part1:freedom?'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6228038772546768708</id><published>2009-02-16T04:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T04:56:53.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hipping the hopnesss</title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i have the brains of Lil Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;In case you dont know who is he, youtube him~&lt;br /&gt;He's a hip-hop rapper.&lt;br /&gt;Because of him, i have a new respect for hip-hop.&lt;br /&gt;There's been people speculating that he did not really sing freestlye-ly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meaning:&lt;/strong&gt; rapping while makinh`-up lyrics on the spot, spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;You guys might not understand.&lt;br /&gt;Its an art to rap and make-up words on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;Which should make sense, though it doesnt make sense to us, but in their culture do they dounderstand.&lt;br /&gt;And though his slang is different which is hard for most of us to understand.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;I can actually read in between the lines, if you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i need to read the lyrics to understand what he is trying to bring forward.&lt;br /&gt;Im so into the&lt;br /&gt;Freestyle singing with the Milli Beat.&lt;br /&gt;My bros dont really like it. They say its just rambling-stuff.&lt;br /&gt;ergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Im open when it comes to music.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;It need to have a certain criteria for me to appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;Normal RnB song, I would be like "OK,OK"&lt;br /&gt;Well example, Lil Wayne's songs is like gangsta flava, telling bout what he really feels.&lt;br /&gt;Well most rappers are.&lt;br /&gt;But I dont know why i cant get Eminem.&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's white?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Thats not the case.&lt;br /&gt;I guess he just make "thearitical-rapping"&lt;br /&gt;So-called gimmick-rap.&lt;br /&gt;Well, im just laying my opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"No dissin` ya Em."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, hip-hop&lt;strong&gt; "wannabe"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was thinking of buying the baseball cap, the hip-hop dudes and dude-dats wore.&lt;br /&gt;But mine should look like Limp Bizkit, Fred Durst hat.&lt;br /&gt;Skater-look-kinda-cap.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a hard-punk-rocker!&lt;br /&gt;Just adding some flava to my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;Mix`in, hip-hop with rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Earth does not only made up of rocks. There's water, air, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I too, need varation too.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel very fortunate, I could enjoy more than 1 genre of music.&lt;br /&gt;Some people, just cant listening to other type of genre accept the one they love.&lt;br /&gt;In a way, they miss the "so-called-elements-of-music" Im rambling stuff aint I.&lt;br /&gt;Its like For the rest of your mortal-life, you would  have limited taste of music.&lt;br /&gt;Cause face the fact, most everybody has a set of mp3 player in their pockets.&lt;br /&gt;Even the trusty-handphones does have a radio.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;Even the bats.&lt;br /&gt;Bats listen to high frequency sound. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really fond to music.&lt;br /&gt;I cant really ride the MRT train without my trusty-mp3-player.&lt;br /&gt;Its listening to mess. The hustle and bustle of daily life shrouding around me.&lt;br /&gt;My mp3 player is like a tool which isolate thenoise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Im music.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6228038772546768708?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6228038772546768708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6228038772546768708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6228038772546768708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6228038772546768708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/02/hipping-hopnesss.html' title='hipping the hopnesss'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-8952880631936704791</id><published>2009-02-14T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:00:05.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Valentines- emoV</title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;So created this song in just 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Im not a good singer, which you all could tell.&lt;br /&gt;Futhermore.&lt;br /&gt;I even tried to harmonise, which i suck even More.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And credits to Amanda Nicole Martinez for the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Well I was lazy to think of the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;So I ripped off by googling it in the net, keyed-in my favourite number and bump into her Love-Poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u ask me, its very bassy, low... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Amanda, I made a tiny-winy change... like you gonna stumble onto my blogg. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The lyrics:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eh Wrong lah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me in the Spring time, when all is green and new,&lt;br /&gt;Love me in the Summer time, when the sky is oh so blue,&lt;br /&gt;Love me in the Autumn, when the leaves are all turning brown,&lt;br /&gt;Love me in the Winter, when the snow is all falling down. &lt;strong&gt;down... down... down...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm happy, and even when I'm so sad,&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm good, or when I'm oh so bad, &lt;strong&gt;badddd....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me in the Spring time, when all is green and new,&lt;br /&gt;Love me in the Summer time, when the sky is oh so blue,&lt;br /&gt;Love me in the Autumn, when the leaves are all turning brown,&lt;br /&gt;Love me in the Winter, when the snow is all falling down.&lt;strong&gt; down... down... down...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm pretty, or if im so very plain,&lt;br /&gt;Love me when I'm feeling good, or when I'm feeling so pain. &lt;strong&gt;aiiiin..... painnn... paaiin...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me always darlin', in the rain or shining sun, &lt;strong&gt;(Lovee..... mee..... al....ways....)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me always darlin', after all is said and done, &lt;strong&gt;(Lovee..... mee..... al....ways....)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me always darlin', until all our life is through, (&lt;strong&gt;Lovee..... mee..... al....ways....)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me always darlin', for I'll be lovin' you! &lt;strong&gt;(Lovee..... mee..... al....ways....)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-8952880631936704791?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/8952880631936704791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=8952880631936704791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8952880631936704791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8952880631936704791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/02/sweet-valentines-emov.html' title='Sweet Valentines- emoV'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-1107552927844348356</id><published>2009-01-27T04:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T06:50:13.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dr molek.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Today, my mum was admitted to Alexandra Hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently she got a fractured spine.&lt;br /&gt;Which Thank god, is an old fracture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My mom actually fell, on her bum.'&lt;br /&gt;At her workplace.&lt;br /&gt;And hurt her spine.&lt;br /&gt;Excruciating pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the doctor diagnosed that she had a fractured spine.&lt;br /&gt;Small i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore warded.&lt;br /&gt;Its not really that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;serius&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;serius&lt;/span&gt; part is...&lt;br /&gt;I had a crush or something with this nurse/doctor/intern, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not sure what position she is.&lt;br /&gt;She's very cute and sweet. Called her "dr molek".&lt;br /&gt;She was attending to my mum's need actually.&lt;br /&gt;And I think she recognise me before,&lt;br /&gt;as recently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Saiful &lt;/span&gt;broke his finger and we went to the same hospital to get it fix.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor/nurse/intern happened to be there also doing her stuff.&lt;br /&gt;As usual:&lt;br /&gt;Taking Siaful's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BP&lt;/span&gt;, dressing his wounds etc.&lt;br /&gt;SO. Back to my mum.&lt;br /&gt;She was like attending to my mum.&lt;br /&gt;I was like being "me", being a nerd standing there, answering her questions about my mums ailment &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so-called drooling over her sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;She's short! Her height is around my chest area.&lt;br /&gt;With her baggy pants, and riggly-baggy shirt too.&lt;br /&gt;She looked...&lt;br /&gt;aweness.&lt;br /&gt;You know molek?&lt;br /&gt;I actually go for that type.&lt;br /&gt;I think its jsut that 1 time feeling, you know?&lt;br /&gt;like... "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;awwwwwwwww&lt;/span&gt;, its her again..." (lets admire her from afar.) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; so feeling mushy till that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; actually listening to Chris Brown's song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Its been awhile I had this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;The last time, I think was that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Philipino&lt;/span&gt; girl during my attachment at Yishun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; visiting my mom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to bump into her. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;Actually she acknowledge me when I tried to acknowledge with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;Just a mini-little-smile and her eyes scanning on the floor...&lt;br /&gt;You know, when you know that somebody and is shy to be open?&lt;br /&gt;That kinda gesture.&lt;br /&gt;I do that ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just me...&lt;br /&gt;Guess I try again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;But my mum said she was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;terhegeh&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hegeh&lt;/span&gt; with me.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell does that mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;She's a doctor/nurse/intern,&lt;br /&gt;she's way out of my league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not even a Diploma graduate...&lt;br /&gt;YET.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I have to blow the feeling away.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my mum hospitalize, I so-called did the chores at home, did the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; all actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very uneasy, leaving my mum at the hospital all alone.&lt;br /&gt;During her whole-week at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;SGH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;THE WHOLE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;So leaving her there alone felt awkward.&lt;br /&gt;And I kinda miss her.. already.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Awww&lt;/span&gt;....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong for a guy to show his affection towards his mum.&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Randomness:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo...&lt;br /&gt;dr.... oh.... dr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh...&lt;br /&gt;Im in to you...&lt;br /&gt;and girl, no... one else would...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;woots... geli-sh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-1107552927844348356?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/1107552927844348356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=1107552927844348356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1107552927844348356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1107552927844348356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/01/dr-molek.html' title='dr molek.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-8423211595941823056</id><published>2009-01-19T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:38:17.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Israel:war crimes, terrorist, radical-jews, LIARS</title><content type='html'>Im not a racist kinda guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Israel, but not the Jews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They unleashed war with the Hamas, but instead, the civilians suffered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read this article, where both side are udner ceasefire for 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hamas responded that they lost only 48 soldiers, and state that they killed at least 80 Israel soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Israel claimed they killed 500 Hamas soldiers and lost only 10 soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know which one is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definately the numbers range are very far off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But definate casualty of civilians is 1300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like Israel is like killing the Muslim not the Hamas soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even they killed :accidentally" few reporters and attacked UN base which they kept food supplies which are suppose to be sent to Gaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They claimed guns were fired inside the compund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the madness of Israel soldiers attacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Gods-willing, it would stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dont tell me that Hamas are using human "shield" to launch the attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT would be really sad and to me COWARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray everyday, that no more civillians would be killed in this war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact, any war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know who or what the fuck started the dam war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Im ignorant for supporting the Palestiniens, but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant accept, child and women being killed for no apparent reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a WAR-CRIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank this American lady, who uses her body as a shield to protect/prevent this Israel soldier shooting a group of Students protesting, without weapons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's really brave. The Israel soldier was trying to shoot, and she blocked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel a terrorist-state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there are some radical-islamic group, but it doesnt mean you have to follow like them killing the innocents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam if you follow closely Rasul's Sunnah. God willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a PEACEFULL religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Islam is potrayed as radical as they are too Gung-Ho. Trying to "force" people converting to islam.&lt;br /&gt;U CANT FORCE PEOPLE. They will get their Nur God-willing, they will convert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for people who know Surah Kafirun. Means the non-muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, this is the meaning&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Say you, O infidels!&lt;br /&gt;I worship not that you worship.&lt;br /&gt;And nor you worship what I worship.&lt;br /&gt;And I shall not worship what you worshiped.&lt;br /&gt;And nor you shall worships what I worship.&lt;br /&gt;For you, your religion. and for me my religion&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read in between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;Islam dont really "force", I use force as some people might not feel Islam is their religion&lt;br /&gt;and people force, the would not feel the true way of the Islam is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respect other religion.&lt;br /&gt;The radicals should too.&lt;br /&gt;They might think the innocent people who they kill are not so innocent.&lt;br /&gt;But who are they to judge.&lt;br /&gt;Only Al-Mighty should do that.&lt;br /&gt;They should ask themselve.&lt;br /&gt;What do they get if they kill innocent people.&lt;br /&gt;Heaven and 77 virgins?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure??&lt;br /&gt;You telling the other Muslim community that killing my non-muslim friends will get me a&lt;br /&gt;Short-cut to Al- Jannah, heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Where is the logic???&lt;br /&gt;Do the basic 1st!&lt;br /&gt;The 5 rukun.&lt;br /&gt;Unless you go Jihad, when your country is suppresed by a stronger country and you are entittled to protect your country. Kill those SOLDIERS not the civillians!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not really a good muslim.&lt;br /&gt;But. I understand what Im going through in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thanks all the organisation and people who have prayed for the Palestinian.&lt;br /&gt;And the Saudi King as Donated about 1 billion or so to rebuild Gaza.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever religion you are, please pray for peace in the Middle-East, infact the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;Unesccesary blood-shed should be avoid.&lt;br /&gt;We only live once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-8423211595941823056?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/8423211595941823056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=8423211595941823056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8423211595941823056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8423211595941823056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/01/israelwar-crimes-terrorist-radical-jews.html' title='Israel:war crimes, terrorist, radical-jews, LIARS'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-8933942761671508300</id><published>2009-01-05T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T02:34:22.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batam Indie dude!</title><content type='html'>Jeffry.&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the name of Saiful's cuzz from Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said he's into the indie scene.&lt;br /&gt;Im nt really into the scene.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy the music.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to know some people whose really doing it Independantly.&lt;br /&gt;Well doesnt Indie dudes does that.&lt;br /&gt;Im rusty with my indie-knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's really chill kinda fella.&lt;br /&gt;Layback.&lt;br /&gt;He showed me he's band member.&lt;br /&gt;A trio.&lt;br /&gt;Got to listen he's songs.&lt;br /&gt;Woah.&lt;br /&gt;I was amazed.&lt;br /&gt;Its rock 'n' roll alright.&lt;br /&gt;What surprised me was Indonesia, remotely Batam, there are people listening to Indie music.&lt;br /&gt;Well Indie has different type of genre.&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess the most common ones are rock n roll &amp;amp; modern-electrico.&lt;br /&gt;One thing is that they dont really have major recording label.&lt;br /&gt;They are supposely be "underground"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well personally, I love lounge music.&lt;br /&gt;I got this song from whis is really, really chill....&lt;br /&gt;The singer sang with like and opera-like-soprano.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda song where you would sit in a Starbucks and the live band performing this type of songs.&lt;br /&gt;Its Indonesian band.&lt;br /&gt;Its called White shoes &amp;amp; The Couples Company.&lt;br /&gt;The name of the band is already way over the top right?&lt;br /&gt;The band resides in Jakarta.&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly I found this video in youtube, the band performing live.&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;ITs at California!&lt;br /&gt;Woah.&lt;br /&gt;The title song is Sabda Alam.&lt;br /&gt;Its been told that it made popular by Chrisye in 1980s.&lt;br /&gt;And Yea.&lt;br /&gt;They are really like in to Old Skool Scene.&lt;br /&gt;Its really cool.&lt;br /&gt;Check their videos out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Thanks Jeffry for the intro.&lt;br /&gt;Hope we could jam sometime at Batam.&lt;br /&gt;Woots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-8933942761671508300?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/8933942761671508300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=8933942761671508300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8933942761671508300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8933942761671508300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/01/batam-indie-dude.html' title='Batam Indie dude!'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-63646846067395989</id><published>2009-01-04T02:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:04:55.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woots</title><content type='html'>Woots. &lt;div&gt;Im nt flaunting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;look at this:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287129493302625394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SV-oQwHLRHI/AAAAAAAAARc/B8UDZBkM88k/s320/DSC01912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess I deserve it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I S.M.A.O for the exam!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Study my ass off)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well this is sooo random!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-63646846067395989?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/63646846067395989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=63646846067395989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/63646846067395989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/63646846067395989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/01/woots.html' title='woots'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SV-oQwHLRHI/AAAAAAAAARc/B8UDZBkM88k/s72-c/DSC01912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-8207879170303795392</id><published>2009-01-04T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:41:20.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>East Coast Mania!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to go to Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;Then got delayed.&lt;br /&gt;And we end up to East Coast Parkway.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt swim.&lt;br /&gt;It was going to be dark when we arrive to the place.&lt;br /&gt;My bros when for swim.&lt;br /&gt;But like good 20mins only.&lt;br /&gt;Saiful's cuzz from Batam tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;Got to know him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's also into Indie.&lt;br /&gt;What a suprise!&lt;br /&gt;Indie-o!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Had fun talking to him with an Indonesian accent.&lt;br /&gt;cool aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was tiring and difficult to control the 2-seater bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;I had enough with that bike.&lt;br /&gt;It was irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Darul's lil bro got a good bumb on his knee cause got hit by the irritating pedal.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid fall.&lt;br /&gt;TWICE!&lt;br /&gt;At the same spot.&lt;br /&gt;And my shin was like arghhhhhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;SHEER PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;I was limping at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;Blood didnt got a chance to flow out.&lt;br /&gt;It was bleeding internally!&lt;br /&gt;Sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tiring "day"&lt;br /&gt;Didnt cam-whore.&lt;br /&gt;Cuase my battery was running low.&lt;br /&gt;took some scenery pictures.&lt;br /&gt;And I've updated all of my pictures taken few "week-weeks" ago.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out at my Facebook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and today I took this photo's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which I tink is Marvelous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just arrived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the sun was setting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apelagi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287123466027294994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SV-ix6wwYRI/AAAAAAAAARU/4fpwbAWZ6iQ/s320/DSC01917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Half way down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287123100954080930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SV-icqwhNqI/AAAAAAAAARE/_4-kTdijD28/s320/DSC01922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-8207879170303795392?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/8207879170303795392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=8207879170303795392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8207879170303795392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8207879170303795392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2009/01/east-coast-mania.html' title='East Coast Mania!'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SV-ix6wwYRI/AAAAAAAAARU/4fpwbAWZ6iQ/s72-c/DSC01917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-988198503610139092</id><published>2009-01-01T06:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T07:15:43.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>newyears</title><content type='html'>Its NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;09`&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all best of luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I spent my countdown not around town which most people do.&lt;br /&gt;Its jam pack around esplanade and marina barrage, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and my bros just hang-round Marsiling enjoying the fireworks blasted from Malaysian's  dark sky.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe for awhile then we head down to Rasa-Rasa food court for supper.&lt;br /&gt;Then.&lt;br /&gt;That's where the fun begins.&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Should I say new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were at the fitness corner around 230am.&lt;br /&gt;Playing poker and talk crap.&lt;br /&gt;Then the dudes from takraw-gang joint.&lt;br /&gt;Bout 4 of them.&lt;br /&gt;And they were half DRUNK.&lt;br /&gt;Sipping away Jim Beam.&lt;br /&gt;Mixing it with coca-cola.&lt;br /&gt;And one of them whom I thought was a decent dude.&lt;br /&gt;Was drinking more than the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell.&lt;br /&gt;Unbearable sia!!!&lt;br /&gt;He sat beside me.&lt;br /&gt;And I was, OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;I chill a bit.&lt;br /&gt;And took some fresh-air away from him.&lt;br /&gt;He was very cute, being drunk.&lt;br /&gt;His eyes were as small as steam as a drugg addict.&lt;br /&gt;And his laugh was cute too.&lt;br /&gt;His orientation was detered.&lt;br /&gt;He cant jump properly to do a chin up.&lt;br /&gt;A different side of him I've never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dissapointed to know alot of my friends do drink.&lt;br /&gt;I frequently wonder why they never think twice before drinking.&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe for the kick?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Well Im not touching those HARAM stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Even I gave that liqoured-mixed cola to the dude,&lt;br /&gt;around the bottle, holding it like a kitten around the neck.&lt;br /&gt;I was holding like a sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could do more to show them the straight path.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to judge what they do.&lt;br /&gt;Even a bro of mine knew the reprocation of drinking.&lt;br /&gt;But still drink.&lt;br /&gt;Its sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;another issue.&lt;br /&gt;evolution"post-bengkok".&lt;br /&gt;Its not so far as I thought I would imagine.&lt;br /&gt;Its happening already.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to share that.&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess its "too" private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.Y.I- its got to do with BBR. not BGR.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;But overall.&lt;br /&gt;New Year was a fun gathering.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting group of people I've met through mutual friends.&lt;br /&gt;Wish we could stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;Forever?&lt;div 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title='newyears'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-7223218612502577595</id><published>2008-12-27T07:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T08:05:49.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beingCreative.</title><content type='html'>OK.&lt;br /&gt;I was bored after got back frm the B`dae gathering.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to pimp my Blog.&lt;br /&gt;So, here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore with the cuzz that day.&lt;br /&gt;Some cool shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its natural light not sephia btw.&lt;br /&gt;It means the lights are like that when we got there.&lt;br /&gt;Its at an alley around Mustafa.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284251602691168850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SVVu1eIyGlI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/14RyeIzgqbg/s320/n739102789_1847247_2148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo taken in SF mode.&lt;br /&gt;Fiery!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284251586086802818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SVVu0gR_lYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Y44YEMdW8Tc/s320/DSC01887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284251581242689874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SVVu0OPESVI/AAAAAAAAAQs/bhQ79Wfq0ks/s320/n739102789_1847255_4141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I use myself in this picture and edit to get the background pictures!&lt;br /&gt;There's more, just visit my Facebook account. Search Aidil Harlequin!&lt;br /&gt;WOAH.&lt;br /&gt;I started photoshoping like 3am. Its like 8am! fuuuh... gotta sleep dudes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-7223218612502577595?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/7223218612502577595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=7223218612502577595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7223218612502577595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7223218612502577595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/12/beingcreative.html' title='beingCreative.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SVVu1eIyGlI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/14RyeIzgqbg/s72-c/n739102789_1847247_2148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-9119993115682659262</id><published>2008-12-24T05:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T05:43:33.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things in my head.</title><content type='html'>Woah.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time I blog.&lt;br /&gt;And Im kinda sleepy also now.&lt;br /&gt;Its like 5:34am.&lt;br /&gt;Stuff to share from my thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored.&lt;br /&gt;Schools.&lt;br /&gt;GPA.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking- FYP&lt;br /&gt;Leap of faith- I call LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so lame.&lt;br /&gt;People have greater problem than me, and Im ranting about tiny-weeny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Typical stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess~&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-9119993115682659262?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/9119993115682659262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=9119993115682659262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/9119993115682659262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/9119993115682659262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-in-my-head.html' title='The things in my head.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6640095613512806872</id><published>2008-11-17T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:05:10.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts.</title><content type='html'>What if I was in RP?&lt;br /&gt;Am I happy?&lt;br /&gt;Am I studying?&lt;br /&gt;Am I gonna be active?&lt;br /&gt;Is it made a difference how Im gonna spent my Poly years in RP?&lt;br /&gt;Currently in SP.&lt;br /&gt;No commitment.&lt;br /&gt;No interest.&lt;br /&gt;No luck.&lt;br /&gt;How I agree with the vandal-muraled scrapped on the wall of the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;"3 years of boring life"&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;I dont suppose, Im bored schooling there.&lt;br /&gt;Its only.&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel like doing stuff in that school.&lt;br /&gt;How do I put this.&lt;br /&gt;Lazy?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in RP.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a Poly student.&lt;br /&gt;I can actually study.&lt;br /&gt;So far.&lt;br /&gt;This semester, my first official understanding of any Tutorials is at RP.&lt;br /&gt;I mean.&lt;br /&gt;RP is so cozzy.&lt;br /&gt;Spacious.&lt;br /&gt;AC.&lt;br /&gt;NEW!&lt;br /&gt;Alot of hot chicks?&lt;br /&gt;Its like motivated me to study!&lt;br /&gt;Not because of the girls.&lt;br /&gt;The environement.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;To me, Its kinda suck that there's no exam.&lt;br /&gt;But that means I would be consistently studying right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I hope so..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's even a CCA that you form a band and perform and you get CCA points for that!&lt;br /&gt;Isnt that COOL!&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;The last freaking SEMESTER, I have these such thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;Now I really felt that I have wasted my 3 years in POLY.&lt;br /&gt;And Im gonna waste another 2 more years doin P.E.&lt;br /&gt;A.K.A National Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats with people around me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like B.G.R is the-in thing these days.&lt;br /&gt;One with collecting girls phone numbers.&lt;br /&gt;One getting attached to someone whom knew for only 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;One getting dettached whom knew for few month/years?&lt;br /&gt;One getting to know with different kind of guys.&lt;br /&gt;And me thinking why am I not getting one?&lt;br /&gt;Am I waiting for someone?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just hoping to be with &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; one last time?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I obssesed with this "individual"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why there's this thought of that someone special always walking pass you, everyday.&lt;br /&gt;And you wont notice.&lt;br /&gt;And how are you suppose to know that she's the one?&lt;br /&gt;Get to know?&lt;br /&gt;You mean get to know all the people passing by you?&lt;br /&gt;That's a shit thought.&lt;br /&gt;Then again.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the foundation of picking up girls.&lt;br /&gt;For me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its haeve always been about smiling.&lt;br /&gt;No cheesy comments.&lt;br /&gt;No being a dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;Just smile and hope she smiles back.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all?&lt;br /&gt;Strike a coversation!&lt;br /&gt;If all goes well, there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There you have it~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A begining.&lt;br /&gt;A place to start.&lt;br /&gt;Im talking like a "pro".&lt;br /&gt;Why dont I have one now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause these eyes only sets to girls whom Im not interested in getting to know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serius!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so-damn-shy if I saw that particular individual Im interested.&lt;br /&gt;I wont lay an eye on her.&lt;br /&gt;Its like a sick-thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Thats gonna suck for me ay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its just.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6640095613512806872?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6640095613512806872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6640095613512806872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6640095613512806872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6640095613512806872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts.html' title='thoughts.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-8784831364981725533</id><published>2008-11-10T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T01:38:46.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New.Hair.CUT!</title><content type='html'>SO my dear long hair was cut.&lt;br /&gt;Now it REALLY looks like Megs hair!&lt;br /&gt;My left side his shorter den de right.&lt;br /&gt;And Im wearing nerd Specs.&lt;br /&gt;Trying a new look.&lt;br /&gt;I really look nerd.&lt;br /&gt;Im not sad bout my hair being cut.&lt;br /&gt;Which is a LIE.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;I look neutral.&lt;br /&gt;Normal, long hair and my frindge is totally irritating my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;When people see me, people would say, "eh, wad hairstyle sia"&lt;br /&gt;Like when you see a person with a weird haircut, but looks like kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, my sister was the one who got me inspired to cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Her hair is similar like one side longer tha the other side.&lt;br /&gt;But her hair longer den mine.&lt;br /&gt;SO I think I can pull off these look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-8784831364981725533?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/8784831364981725533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=8784831364981725533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8784831364981725533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8784831364981725533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/11/newhaircut.html' title='New.Hair.CUT!'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-1620099901937464617</id><published>2008-11-02T06:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T06:37:40.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just.</title><content type='html'>At first this Jason Mraz kinda sucky for me.&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;Its really a very sweet song.&lt;br /&gt;I think this duo is kinda good.&lt;br /&gt;Tempo abit fster.&lt;br /&gt;Nicer to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;FYP!&lt;br /&gt;Created 72 slides but at the end we didnt even use the ppt. slides!&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too sleepy........................... ZZzZzz//&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-1620099901937464617?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/1620099901937464617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=1620099901937464617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1620099901937464617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1620099901937464617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/11/just.html' title='Just.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-5993285042739265193</id><published>2008-10-22T04:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T04:28:05.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BURN!</title><content type='html'>OMG.&lt;br /&gt;My blogger account got hack...&lt;br /&gt;lalalala...&lt;br /&gt;By my sis...&lt;br /&gt;Yaya, I bought her this pair of hamsters.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No need to hack my blog account and advertise to everybody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the one with the greyish coat.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda looks different from the bunch of hamster I saw at the pet store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Advance Birthday to you lil sis~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Max Payne.&lt;br /&gt;Its a PAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Literally.&lt;br /&gt;Boring!&lt;br /&gt;No flow!&lt;br /&gt;And Mila Kunis as a so called "bad-mafia-helping-hero-chick"&lt;br /&gt;FAIL. It doesnt suits her. She's known for her cuteness and comedy.&lt;br /&gt;She's stared in That 70's show.&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite TV show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's not much of "way-over-the-top" stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Only his shotgun and the slow-mo.&lt;br /&gt;Its really boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISSAPOINTMENT!&lt;br /&gt;$7.50 for a long-winded-the-most-cheap-shooting-movie I have ever watch!&lt;br /&gt;I gave 2 POPCORN instead of 3!&lt;br /&gt;Yea, the review gave it a 3!&lt;br /&gt;Even the critic say its not that great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-5993285042739265193?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/5993285042739265193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=5993285042739265193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5993285042739265193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5993285042739265193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/10/burn.html' title='BURN!'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-1878120430608744111</id><published>2008-10-21T09:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T09:26:30.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SP0vTcDNf5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/OblFwAqQxg0/s1600-h/1_567620856l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SP0vTcDNf5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/OblFwAqQxg0/s320/1_567620856l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259411950832287634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SP0vPsaAdGI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sRhlr3VPRGs/s1600-h/1_204104335l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SP0vPsaAdGI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sRhlr3VPRGs/s320/1_204104335l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259411886503392354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SP0vKzWoSHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/wT3GZND2B-4/s1600-h/Dsc02421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SP0vKzWoSHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/wT3GZND2B-4/s320/Dsc02421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259411802468927602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my lil sis two hamster for her advance birthday. She deserve a nice birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S: This is Jina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-1878120430608744111?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/1878120430608744111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=1878120430608744111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1878120430608744111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1878120430608744111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/10/hamster.html' title='Hamster.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SP0vTcDNf5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/OblFwAqQxg0/s72-c/1_567620856l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-8799151968139838921</id><published>2008-10-16T03:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T04:06:12.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caramel.I.B.whipped</title><content type='html'>omg.omg.omg.omg.&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;But I cant!&lt;br /&gt;Must be the Caramel Ice blend!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Nothing better to do,&lt;br /&gt;so....&lt;br /&gt;here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally!&lt;br /&gt;KENOTIA!&lt;br /&gt;They made an official video-clip for the song "Decorating for Cinco De Mayo".&lt;br /&gt;My favourite song, ALL TIME!&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;Its ok.&lt;br /&gt;Simple.&lt;br /&gt;Band playing live, some artistic camera shots etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a video on youtube, a string quartet covering Paramore's songs.&lt;br /&gt;Its cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm gonna look for more of those videos!&lt;br /&gt;Check this video title:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;"The String Quartet Tribute To - That's What You Get "&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and  also hear the original version too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I wish I could dye my whole hair &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;, not to be a poser, just to see if i could pull it off. haha.  Her hair is so cool!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-8799151968139838921?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/8799151968139838921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=8799151968139838921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8799151968139838921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8799151968139838921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/10/caramelibwhipped.html' title='Caramel.I.B.whipped'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-3321150237267066305</id><published>2008-10-14T04:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T05:02:09.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my.dear..Lapfy</title><content type='html'>Dear Lapfy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know why, you did failed me once. I'm just glad that you're okay. It sucks to know that you are not sound asleep at night. I remember you made me hold you tightly till you sound asleep. Its not good, it might even worsen your condition. I know, its like screwed your head up or someting, mix feelings? If they are any. I dont know, that unfortunate day, what happened? I ask myself. We were just watching Into The Blue. Ogling Jessica Alba's hot bod. Then, we did some research on the FYP project. Upon finishing, gently I brush my hand finisely through your hair. TO my shock, flipped. You suddenly made me like Im doing the bad thing. You started to disobey me, hitting me with your pops of quotes. I taught it was a minor glitch. So I left you there "standing-by". When I got back, I decided to check up on you. To my surprise you're still on my desk, with Hayley's red hair, *flinging-flunging*, those Marshal brand amps. I dont know what to do. So I hold you down. Poof* You're gone. I was worried. I blank my mind and did what I always did in my room, being a nerd. Its not that, I don't like you. Its just she's more convinient, upbeat, her quality surpass you. But. She's kinda older than you. When me and her does something, she tends to lagg and just hang-around and got sooo laid back often. But. Like I say, she's convinient. You know how I like simplicity. So. Yea, I try to contact you, but our problem seems to recurr all the time. Im scared I would loose you totally. So, I tend to call you lesser and lesser. Though, my nerdiness still compels me to call you. I know you like nerdies. Well, Im back to school with new Semester. Last semester to be precise. That kinda good right, I could see you most of the time in school. During break maybe? Yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Dil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-3321150237267066305?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/3321150237267066305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=3321150237267066305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3321150237267066305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3321150237267066305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/10/mydearlapfy.html' title='my.dear..Lapfy'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-409541474258874691</id><published>2008-10-13T02:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:45:58.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kami.</title><content type='html'>Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;Later, its going to be my 1st day of a new Semester in school.&lt;br /&gt;Back to Basic. No Back to Advance-3rd-last-year-of-my-so-called-education.&lt;br /&gt;Sameo-Sameo.&lt;br /&gt;Mixed-feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Glad to be schooling again.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand.&lt;br /&gt;The WORK-LOAD!&lt;br /&gt;GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;And my timetable is so screw-up.&lt;br /&gt;3-hour break on Tuesday and Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Damn! Waste of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:~!~@#!@#~@!~@#!$!@#!@#!$!@$!@#FYP!$!#!@#!$@%!#@!%T@#^@#%@#$!@#!$!@$"&gt;~!~@#!@#~@!~@#!$!@#!@#!$!@$!@#FYP!$!#!@#!$@%!#@!%T@#^@#%@#$!@#!$!@$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to pick up something from my wardrobe to wear tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;New semester calls for new fashion.&lt;br /&gt;Well its:&lt;br /&gt;Ritual, if Im wearing boot-cut-long pants.&lt;br /&gt;Unless, Im wearing straight-cut pants, I would just pull a T-shirt and just wear it.&lt;br /&gt;With some flip-flops.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I sharing my fashion-wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, some "kind" soul upload Malaysia's drama called "Kami". &lt;br /&gt;So I could watch it.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda like O.C, Malaysia style.&lt;br /&gt;It has like a Indie theme.&lt;br /&gt;And it feature Malaysia's (underground) local band.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you guess right. Indie Bands.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly I think. There're like grundge band too, guess so.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the show is OK.&lt;br /&gt;It suppose to be malay spoken show.&lt;br /&gt;But, its like 60% malay only.&lt;br /&gt;Rojak malay-english.&lt;br /&gt;And I dont mind their english.&lt;br /&gt;But some, converse to well.&lt;br /&gt;Like "menyampah" like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout Converse.&lt;br /&gt;I got my belated birthday present from my sis.&lt;br /&gt;She bought me a Converse shoe.&lt;br /&gt;Actually.&lt;br /&gt;I requested ar.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;SO I guess I got to buy her something for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess, Ill better save-up.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-409541474258874691?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/409541474258874691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=409541474258874691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/409541474258874691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/409541474258874691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/10/kami.html' title='kami.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-684313735355720364</id><published>2008-10-12T04:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T04:55:33.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well.</title><content type='html'>Today, I meant just now. Had an Open House. For a moment, I thought we had insuffiicient chickens for the so called feast. Luckly, my mom had a spared chicken in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;The first wave of people came was my moms friends. Then the chickens  started to depleating.&lt;br /&gt;I was like camping inside my room. Cause I dont know even a single  of them. And I felt awkward serving them food. HAHA. Awkward. I used to serve food to people I dont know. Cause I made my pocket money by doing that haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent wore my Baju kurung bought at Bazzaar Geylang.&lt;br /&gt;But!&lt;br /&gt;This year, I wore/change like into 3 sets of Baju kurung!&lt;br /&gt;Next week, maybe going out with the Broz, jalan raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, surprisingly, im actually using Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda cool ar.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;I think it would end up like my friendster, Ignored totally. But the boring thing of Facebook is, it cant design your profile layout liek the friendster.&lt;br /&gt;Cause.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what I like to do!&lt;br /&gt;Best feature for friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gonna play my pet at Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-684313735355720364?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/684313735355720364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=684313735355720364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/684313735355720364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/684313735355720364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/10/well.html' title='well.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-4206039419273106674</id><published>2008-09-22T03:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T03:53:02.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3,2,1- WeHaveaLiftoff!</title><content type='html'>Had fun with my Bros again.&lt;br /&gt;This time went to make rockets with the what malay call it "bunga-api" or fire cracker.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Seing the rocket failed with dissapointment and laugh at each others outcome was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;The best was that one of my rocket launch off and landed on my back!&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the thrust was too strong and it swirls towards me.&lt;br /&gt;But nothing happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very windy just now.&lt;br /&gt;3am wind+ bed+ pillowsss(s)= GREAT sleep! I emphasise (S) cause, I have like 4 pillows for myself! I just love being comfartable.&lt;br /&gt;I was abit scared of the wind just now.&lt;br /&gt;It was very strong till it tumbled down the rubbish bin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now....&lt;br /&gt;think I wan to Sahur...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-4206039419273106674?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/4206039419273106674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=4206039419273106674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4206039419273106674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4206039419273106674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/09/321-wehavealiftoff.html' title='3,2,1- WeHaveaLiftoff!'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-8070186451434253533</id><published>2008-09-21T07:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T17:37:33.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALI, POM!</title><content type='html'>This year so hectic.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this the only year I've been to Bazaar Geylang on every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I hate it, the sweat, the crowd, the so called "mat-rips" flaunting their tattooes, bikes, and acting how popular there are or the make the placelike its theirs.&lt;br /&gt;This year i went 4 times ready.&lt;br /&gt;-.-ii&lt;br /&gt;But I was delighted to see this very sweet girl selling Dates at one of the stall.&lt;br /&gt;She wore a Hijab with headphones hanging round her head, and look like mix-blood chinese. haha, very cute rite?&lt;br /&gt;Only thing I could do was walk pass her and just gave a comment on the dates to my family and try to lay an eye on her. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Geylang is sameo-sameo. Food, lights, sounds etc.&lt;br /&gt;I dont even know if the people round me even perform their fardhu fasting, and they all are preparing for their Hari Raya festive like its a glorious days for them. Who eats the chilli taste the spicy. Literally translate~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im abit sad.&lt;br /&gt;Left 9 days only and Ramadan going to leave me, and with God's willing I could see another Ramadan next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have learnt this year:&lt;br /&gt;1.) Qiamat&lt;br /&gt;2.) The most easiest formula to get into the gates of Jannah. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;This part Im not really sure yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Aqidah&lt;br /&gt;4.) Karma&lt;br /&gt;5.) Dajjal and its forerunners&lt;br /&gt;6.) Jihad, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Iraqis was so-called primitive army by the US, they're wrong. they have a system and factions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) How hard-headed, misinterprate knowledge, with correct words and wisdom, you can bring them to the path of Siratul- Mustaqim, the straight path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I being a hypocrite?&lt;br /&gt;Im able to study all this only during Ramadan, but during other month, sameo-sameo.&lt;br /&gt;To rate myself.&lt;br /&gt;Im reallyx10 ok.&lt;br /&gt;But to step-up to another level of Taqwa its difficult.&lt;br /&gt;To forget the Dunia is difficult.&lt;br /&gt;Not totally.&lt;br /&gt;Allah made us as Khalifah in this world for a meaning.&lt;br /&gt;As a test to place us at the Hereafter.&lt;br /&gt;The true home for the Mukmin.&lt;br /&gt;Its just craving or the unnessarry stuff that could make me astray.&lt;br /&gt;haizzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to supper at Rasa Rasa Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Then me and my Bros went back to our olden days, playng Ali- Pom or something like police and thief. haha. Its in the middle of the morning! It was the time people are about to Sahur.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Had fun and I slipped and fell. haha. Actually im turning in now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-8070186451434253533?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/8070186451434253533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=8070186451434253533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8070186451434253533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8070186451434253533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/09/ali-pom.html' title='ALI, POM!'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-4753597718630447893</id><published>2008-09-18T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:31:56.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes of the P.E Class</title><content type='html'>The new Gym Class Heroes album's single, Cookie jar, to me its a rip off from T-pain's Buy you a drink. The rap chorus, when the first time I heard the song it reminded me of T- pain.&lt;br /&gt;Just breaking the ice to open something I would like to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The EXAMS are over, results are out, only Bs and Cs. No A this time. Its deem to occur, the last paper was difficult. I even waste 6% of my marks by not doing the online quiz. How stupid was I.&lt;br /&gt;Though exams are over, Im stuck with presentations and so called "mini" projects to prepare my Team for the Final-Year-Project, FYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta come down all the way to school to supervise the contractors assemble the Solar module system. Instead of supervising, I went to library and slept while Lachimi read some books. I think I slept for 2 hours straight. Was pretty tired. I didnt get much sleep the day before, or any other day after my last day of exam. Apparently I have accustomed myself by sleeping for just few hours. There's one time I just took a nap and went to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after sahur, I didnt sleep, as usual, I did everything that need to be done. Surf the net. And I lay down around 8am. 9am I woke up, freshen up and poof*, to school. I did a presentation by the way in school. Bleargh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. Im at the lbrary waiting for my sister call, GOD Im so hungry... I need to be patient, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sesungguhnye Aku Berpuase&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-4753597718630447893?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/4753597718630447893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=4753597718630447893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4753597718630447893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4753597718630447893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/09/heroes-of-pe-class.html' title='Heroes of the P.E Class'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-338571982405393027</id><published>2008-08-22T03:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T04:23:18.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art and Design- the past.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was clearing my cabinet of my books and stumble upon my old Art file.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was delighted to see my old sketches. Especially my very 1st A1 art work.&lt;br /&gt;About me potraying having alot of problems as a person. My Artworks are mostly very abstract and full of meanings. At 1st glance you wouldnt know what the artwork is all about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After you read the meaning or Artist Statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It make sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found my O level sketches also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read my introduction and ponder;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So deep ar?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I did about "Bird Flu" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;F.Y.I I got an A2 for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was what exactly I wrote for my introduction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For my o level im doing about bird flu. the concept and idea derived from my personal experience furing first few month when h5n1 bird flu broke out. it is said the virus could jumped from human to human. the outbreak actually started first half of 2003 whch is also the epidemic spread of SARS probably inherited from china, said new scientist magazine. although the outbreak is not particularly in signapore singaproe being labelled kiasu take cautios measures to prevent from getting the virus. there are few examples i experience during the journey to and back from school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;as a student i took public transport such as the mrt to school. i saw people.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;similary i also have the same fear when travelling around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;these shows human lives an be easily intimidated and threatened.thus i mbareked on my research to investgate the subject matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who in the world anyone would think of something like Bird Flu to do as an O level theme.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am pretty clever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back at my O level sketches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im amaze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very the detail.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was my half way done artwork, there was still this part i havent did the crack on the ceiling of the MRT cabin. Cant find the final artwork. sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SK3NutkUg-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/MwhB3SdQPqA/s1600-h/23552313043494l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237068144091366370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SK3NutkUg-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/MwhB3SdQPqA/s320/23552313043494l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and This was my &lt;u&gt;Artist Statement;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my final design which I called "chicken within me" potrays the scene at the interior cabin of MRT. I am trying to project the unhealthy and grotesque environment in my final design and the feelings of myself during the imagined ordeal/ The focal view is the "chicken man". its the result of me having gone through a metamorphosis. It represent my fear and confusion, parallel to the cowardness of chicken. thus i am seated attempting to avoid or distance my self from the people in the MRT during this ordeal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the grossy green chicken represent the sick passengers in the MRT train, an idea ignited by the recent bird flu disease. it seems like a being sick and feeble patient being operated. the vivd yellow chicken represent the healthy passengers. it is place beyond the sick chicken to signify my feeling that there are more sick people than healthy people in the cabin which might spread the disease to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The upside down neck of chiken dangling with blood tube twirling around it rpresent kiasu people of signapore seeking medical help. i use the neck because neck is an organ which take in anything the mouth swallows. similar to singapore who, take any measures as a prevention; vacaination, mask, etc, the hanging chicken contributed to the grotesque environment in the cabin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This final design is trying to show how human are vulnerable and can be easily intimidated by desease which migh be fatal to human like myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dam lengthy huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How i wish I can take art again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;instead, im stuck in engineering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so conventional of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NAFA students;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyone? Change course with me ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-338571982405393027?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/338571982405393027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=338571982405393027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/338571982405393027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/338571982405393027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/08/art-and-design-past.html' title='Art and Design- the past.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SK3NutkUg-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/MwhB3SdQPqA/s72-c/23552313043494l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-8281051918061430218</id><published>2008-08-05T03:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T04:16:03.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TheLastWeek</title><content type='html'>Lab Assignments: The Final Product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SJdZLGXQZ2I/AAAAAAAAALo/KcPNMdJPBI8/s1600-h/P040808_14.21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230747539435710306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SJdZLGXQZ2I/AAAAAAAAALo/KcPNMdJPBI8/s320/P040808_14.21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SJdZLPVPW2I/AAAAAAAAALw/7nhNSqair8M/s1600-h/P040808_14.21%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230747541843172194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SJdZLPVPW2I/AAAAAAAAALw/7nhNSqair8M/s320/P040808_14.21%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got full marks for functionality, almost full mark for demonstration.&lt;br /&gt;But got 6/20 onli for interview.&lt;br /&gt;Its expected actually.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know a hell bout the circuit except for explain how the components works.&lt;br /&gt;At least 3/4 of the assignments is off my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;2 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;And 3 weeks till exams!&lt;br /&gt;Shucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Im currently listening to PUTERI- 2D!&lt;br /&gt;Jiwang! Its just in my playlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The laugh I never Had!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So we went for supper that Saturday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was 130am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bought a 2litre bottle of Lemon Tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hang out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Chill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ETC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Suddenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;An idea came into mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its not mine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, the idea is to hold the lemon tea in your mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Easy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With, this audio running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The audio is a very hysterical laugh in minus key.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its like Chipmunk laugh but x10 pitchy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You have to listen to it; to know how funny it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So upon listenin to the audio and with the drink in our mouth with the supper we had...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This what happen:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I off the flash for most of the pic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually its really gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mine yield.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt really vomit.  But i could taste the food from the stomach.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SJdY5ILubFI/AAAAAAAAALI/8deftmLVnKY/s1600-h/P020808_03.16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230747230686571602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SJdY5ILubFI/AAAAAAAAALI/8deftmLVnKY/s320/P020808_03.16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta show this.&lt;br /&gt;Darul was literally vomitting!!!&lt;br /&gt;He cant take it.&lt;br /&gt;With the excessive laughing!&lt;br /&gt;This is sheety!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SJdY5VRwZ5I/AAAAAAAAALQ/Bck5gsaS9Xs/s1600-h/P020808_03.17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230747234201528210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SJdY5VRwZ5I/AAAAAAAAALQ/Bck5gsaS9Xs/s320/P020808_03.17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aztud's.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SJdY5jM-_WI/AAAAAAAAALY/VDoYK2MQvD4/s1600-h/P020808_03.17%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230747237939608930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SJdY5jM-_WI/AAAAAAAAALY/VDoYK2MQvD4/s320/P020808_03.17%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saiful's. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SJdY5zzKpZI/AAAAAAAAALg/Jf5fdnAB_oA/s1600-h/P020808_03.17%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230747242394723730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SJdY5zzKpZI/AAAAAAAAALg/Jf5fdnAB_oA/s320/P020808_03.17%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone played a part contributing.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The place smells sheety after the gruesome game.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home and tried to sleep it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we had fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-8281051918061430218?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/8281051918061430218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=8281051918061430218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8281051918061430218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8281051918061430218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/08/thelastweek.html' title='TheLastWeek'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SJdZLGXQZ2I/AAAAAAAAALo/KcPNMdJPBI8/s72-c/P040808_14.21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-1918822826987378663</id><published>2008-08-01T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T01:03:57.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HellisthenewLove~</title><content type='html'>Hellboy II The Golden Army.&lt;br /&gt;It changed the face of the defination Lucifer.&lt;br /&gt;Its true.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was ok. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Watched with GC yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Its was really lovey-dovey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Summary of the movie which I kinda wanna tell:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Twins. I think people would pay a good money to see how a Satan make love to a Human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, Liz Sherman (The HumanTorch lady) was  having Hellboys babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Tooth-Fairy creature actually literally eat your tooth, Calcium and chews like a chainsaw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Liz Sherman, rather have Hellboy wreck Earth one day than have him died of the spear injury. The wing-eyed dude, gave her two choices let Hellboy die and Earth stays peace forever or let his love die and there would be everlasting peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was the Abe Sapiens falling for Princess Nualla. But in the end the Princess died.&lt;br /&gt;To prevent his brother inflict more damage to the Human race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Golden Army is reallyx100 undefeatable, IT REPAIRS ITS SELF for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;What Dwarfs forge such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end. The Golden army is disabled.&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;To me, now we have more source of GOLD.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. If u guys wanna watch it.&lt;br /&gt;Stream from the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I felt, its concentrate more on, Love, Trust, Sacrifice, Making Decisions, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Its all feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Its not that its has not much action. (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;Its does not have the action-pack-adrenaline-rush-anti-climax show like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BATMAN: Dark Knight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wont define climax till you watch Jokers inevitable plans of ruinings Batmans life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents think it should gave an R- rating instead of PG.&lt;br /&gt;Cause the way late Heath Ledger potrays Joker is really, what I like to say, sick.&lt;br /&gt;Maniac, no Remorse, phyco. And violent.&lt;br /&gt;Compare Jack Nicholson's joker very comical and thick make-up. Like a conventional Joker.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I felt Heath Ledger is waaaayyy more funnier than Jack's.&lt;br /&gt;The scene from the Bombing of the Hospital was priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a sequel of the movie again would really be difficult. Finding a replacement for Heath Ledger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only name came to mind:&lt;br /&gt;The Ex- Riddle dude, Jim Carey.&lt;br /&gt;The way he acted in Number 23 was phyco!&lt;br /&gt;So he's the best replacement.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Critics over. Sorry for typho, im tired now... ZzzzZZz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-1918822826987378663?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/1918822826987378663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=1918822826987378663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1918822826987378663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1918822826987378663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/08/hellisthenewlove.html' title='HellisthenewLove~'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-5657996420761748554</id><published>2008-07-29T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T00:21:39.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taking it one step at a time.</title><content type='html'>Assignments.&lt;br /&gt;Its not totally complete.&lt;br /&gt;Step by step.&lt;br /&gt;One foot infront of the other.&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY, completed soldering those irritatings components.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PeD Lab Assignment outcome:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;Troubleshoot`ed.&lt;br /&gt;Working Perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;Messy.&lt;br /&gt;EG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SI8-OoDAN6I/AAAAAAAAALA/DIsNPgus4kI/s1600-h/P290708_23.51.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228466113389541282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SI8-OoDAN6I/AAAAAAAAALA/DIsNPgus4kI/s320/P290708_23.51.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried playing Maplestory again before doing the particular assignment.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be fun like the past and would relieve some stress.&lt;br /&gt;Its utterly boring:&lt;strong&gt; jump hit, kill, pick up items&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Its the same thing only to different monsters.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why I enjoy it so much.&lt;br /&gt;Not now though.&lt;br /&gt;So I stop, and did the assignment.&lt;br /&gt;That's how I ended up finishing my PeD lab assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;Just now.&lt;br /&gt;Just need to make it appealing.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shee....&lt;br /&gt;Yea its true.&lt;br /&gt;After leaping into working life, its totaly Chris Brown.&lt;br /&gt;If u know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Forever-ever-ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man.&lt;br /&gt;Driven by $$. (my view)&lt;br /&gt;Daily.&lt;br /&gt;My theory:&lt;br /&gt;$$=job = certs= education= study...+ study... + study...&lt;br /&gt;Study= knowledge= books= school = fees= more $$&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;Back to basic Geography.&lt;br /&gt;Wet Rice Cultivation.&lt;br /&gt;Factors to Wet Rice Cultivation?&lt;br /&gt;Capital!&lt;br /&gt;Land.&lt;br /&gt;1 more I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Im surprise myself I still remember these stuff.&lt;br /&gt;You need to put money to get more money.&lt;br /&gt;Its called INVESTMENT.&lt;br /&gt;Investing on stock has it ups and down.&lt;br /&gt;How did I get till here?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea.&lt;br /&gt;I wish, I can get rid of the education and attain back the $$.&lt;br /&gt;Though I know job= work.. + work.. + work..&lt;br /&gt;During freetime+ $$= ENJOY.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful foundation of math with words.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate math.&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;(aidil being idealist)&lt;br /&gt;surenot?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-5657996420761748554?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/5657996420761748554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=5657996420761748554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5657996420761748554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5657996420761748554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/07/taking-it-one-step-at-time.html' title='taking it one step at a time.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SI8-OoDAN6I/AAAAAAAAALA/DIsNPgus4kI/s72-c/P290708_23.51.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-3299673171139694587</id><published>2008-07-29T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T00:34:58.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twicthes</title><content type='html'>The Irritating eye.&lt;br /&gt;Its not plural.&lt;br /&gt;Cause its just the left eye.&lt;br /&gt;Its twitching like a 0.5V is injected into my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Its like having a constant pulse, at few seconds interval.&lt;br /&gt;I believe its cause by Stress Related problems.&lt;br /&gt;With all the assignment and test going on.&lt;br /&gt;My friend reckoned that I had insufficient of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;For the 1st time, the day before, I think I slept as early as 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;Why so early?&lt;br /&gt;I was tired, I think.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand.&lt;br /&gt;My mom said;&lt;br /&gt;I am longing to meet this someone and,&lt;br /&gt;till I meet this someone, my eyes will twich.&lt;br /&gt;Its just an ol` saying.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;It's still twichin`!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta constantly rub my eyes, to bare the irritation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wonder, if tomorrow The Eye will still Twitch...&lt;br /&gt;We shalll see.&lt;br /&gt;Till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-3299673171139694587?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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the components.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It cost like $12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant even claim the money from the lecturer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haizz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assingments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the good news is my I.C testing lab assignment is 3/4 done today .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So happy when the Programming works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now there was this 1 little error.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's PeD assignment, above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's QnR assignment, bunch of definations and put up in a powerpoint slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's PGT lab test which I need to study the damn theory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I telling you this?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You dont even know whats the modules are about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just Year 3 is a pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just realise that I kept ranting about school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I hate school so much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats a good question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like Chris Brown sang " Forever -ever -ever- ever..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My assignments would take forever to be done!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-7798487883069637558?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/7798487883069637558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=7798487883069637558' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-7356278183187310853</id><published>2008-07-18T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T01:23:37.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird?ignorant?</title><content type='html'>Isnt it weird?&lt;br /&gt;For the past half a semester.&lt;br /&gt;I've not even know half of my classmate's name...&lt;br /&gt;The new group, micro-electronics group.&lt;br /&gt;I do not KNOW their name!&lt;br /&gt;Its weird?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;Just plain lame!&lt;br /&gt;Its just how things are in school.&lt;br /&gt;You know the person and just give a "what's up" nodd.&lt;br /&gt;You know?&lt;br /&gt;And that's it.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda bad.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, there would be conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Which is actually kinda awkward.&lt;br /&gt;And you gave a gesture that you in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;You didnt catch the person's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been there, done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriusly.&lt;br /&gt;Its a bad habit. (is it a habit?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not much we could do.&lt;br /&gt;Infact.&lt;br /&gt;Your old secondary schoolmate, which you saw a thousands time school, doesnt even&lt;br /&gt;give recognition. What's up with that.&lt;br /&gt;All I can give is a smily smirk.&lt;br /&gt;You gotta see to know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Its smilling, but trying to figure out where I saw the person before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This small things made me think, how "selfish" we can be and being ignorant to acknowledge some one you knew. Just a simple smile will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not dissing anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Im telling by my own example.&lt;br /&gt;Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-7356278183187310853?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/7356278183187310853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=7356278183187310853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7356278183187310853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7356278183187310853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/07/weirdignorant.html' title='weird?ignorant?'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-8503121909884877287</id><published>2008-07-14T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T00:55:42.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whenyou'regone</title><content type='html'>Have you heard Avril Lavigne's When You're Gone?&lt;br /&gt;Its so beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;I just noticed it today...&lt;br /&gt;I thought its just a mellow song.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics really beautiful and I'm kinda touch.&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine someone you just lost and u kept thinking about the person.&lt;br /&gt;For me if that someone left this world, and I heard this sing somewhere, I would cry...&lt;br /&gt;I really love her.&lt;br /&gt;Love you mom...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-8503121909884877287?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/8503121909884877287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=8503121909884877287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8503121909884877287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/8503121909884877287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/07/whenyouregone.html' title='whenyou&apos;regone'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6755008921087792733</id><published>2008-07-11T23:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:19:48.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>same'ol'things'happening'again... ithink`</title><content type='html'>Earghh...&lt;br /&gt;Been trying to stay in school.&lt;br /&gt;Im not actually having problem in school.&lt;br /&gt;But the laziness.&lt;br /&gt;I thought after the exams, the new "Goal" I made, would made me more pro-active in school.&lt;br /&gt;As exam results was so-so to me:&lt;br /&gt;1 Distinction( was really an easy paper)&lt;br /&gt;1 A+ (2 more marks only to Distinction)&lt;br /&gt;1 B+ (Paper was hard, just study what I can handle)&lt;br /&gt;1 C (Didnt read the question properly!)&lt;br /&gt;Ok?&lt;br /&gt;People are getting 98/100 for the same papers Im doing!&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what they are doing at home...&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided I want to be more pro-active, in a way that I would stay in lectures and really study.&lt;br /&gt;Instead.&lt;br /&gt;I got SICK!&lt;br /&gt;It started on Sunday, I was working, suddenly I felt weak, very bad Cold-Turkey. I thought gobbling down Panadol would help, but, nahhh....&lt;br /&gt;It dragged for 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;As I thought my immune system could withstand the Fever.&lt;br /&gt;So Thursday morning, I gave in.&lt;br /&gt;I need those Anti-biotics.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the doctor and got 2days M.C.&lt;br /&gt;In total, actually i missed 5 days of school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now!&lt;br /&gt;I want to really persevere another year!&lt;br /&gt;I want get 3.5 Gp.&lt;br /&gt;At least?&lt;br /&gt;Currently: 3.1&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;0.4 more, but its an arduous task.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get alot of A's to increase the Gp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? The fuss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;I might want to go University.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know, one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It make sense if last minute study, I can do well,&lt;br /&gt;If I study hard, It would be like scoring As for Chemistry and Physics during O level.&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask why, for me those two are the easiest for me to score A.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guest what?&lt;br /&gt;I know how to play the Piano.&lt;br /&gt;Got this Yamaha organ from my mom, and have been, surfing the net how to read the&lt;br /&gt;keys. Believe or not, its actualy easy! The hard part is using your creative and logic brain to control both of your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, Im trying though...&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6755008921087792733?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6755008921087792733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6755008921087792733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6755008921087792733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6755008921087792733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/07/sameolthingshappeningagain-ithink.html' title='same&apos;ol&apos;things&apos;happening&apos;again... ithink`'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-7647988882920151217</id><published>2008-06-17T01:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T02:23:53.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>romeo&amp;juliet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Romeo and Juliet the Untold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up with bloodshot eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Watch the moonlight high so bright.&lt;br /&gt;Pull out the drawer for a smoke.&lt;br /&gt;Saw your eyes it made me choke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that night we had that fight?&lt;br /&gt;Still your words as cold as ice.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how I am going to cope?&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I know is hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw you again with that so-called friend.&lt;br /&gt;You lie, you cheat, You Fuck! I resent.&lt;br /&gt;The longer I lay here, the harder it get.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you bitch, I eat you like Bagutte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, the scene is out-of-control.&lt;br /&gt;The guns, the cops, your throat's, my goal.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm going down, I'm going with you.&lt;br /&gt;Slit your throat and said love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine 1996 version of Romeo and Juliets was like this.&lt;br /&gt;Its like, O.C drama + SLC Punk narrator + American History X + Eminem!&lt;br /&gt;Instead of Juliet killing herself, Romeo does it for her.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O, happy dagger! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is thy sheath; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there rest, and let &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;her&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;die.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-7647988882920151217?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/7647988882920151217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=7647988882920151217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7647988882920151217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7647988882920151217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/06/romeo.html' title='romeo&amp;juliet'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-1895802722930058280</id><published>2008-06-16T02:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T02:29:06.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youknow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You know when its&lt;/strong&gt; just those days that it occur to you somethings odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know when its&lt;/strong&gt; like somethings is gonna go amiss and you are confident its gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT. &lt;/strong&gt;You feel, ahhh.... Its just those aww`erghh`ish feelings. Where nothings gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT. &lt;/strong&gt;It DID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know when its&lt;/strong&gt; like you wanna go check it if its there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know when its &lt;/strong&gt;just that you feel its &lt;strong&gt;gotta&lt;/strong&gt; be there, I still remember its there, no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT. &lt;/strong&gt;ITS GONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ASDFAQW$!23123491u29&lt;strong&gt;FUCK&lt;/strong&gt;0y13qebtamwiopeurhtfwopsdbg;skljhf1&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#!@#!4hyasasdbjqwopgaksjqpigr9asdjqgip&lt;strong&gt;WHAT&lt;/strong&gt;ueg&lt;br /&gt;12j41ip2ug41kl2jbpi2grj&lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt;wbr[ogwfraopjsgfa9[-xsfasgfabf&lt;strong&gt;HELL&lt;/strong&gt;a;lgf3gtropwgtpq23grbz;poIfigq;lweirfhqw;oelirfh&lt;br /&gt;we/fkhnw&lt;strong&gt;WAS&lt;/strong&gt;easjgcdbawadaasdl;m&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IIIIII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;basd&lt;br /&gt;asdlkash&lt;strong&gt;THINKING&lt;/strong&gt;d;alksdhal[sdhadbhal;dba'lbfhqklhvr&lt;strong&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;lqr83t918g4&lt;strong&gt;!!&lt;/strong&gt;1pug41p2j41e12[e4h;l1kh4[o124h1hsidhcach~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was Ctrl-B the THINKING, my ear drum actually stop sending signals to the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know when its &lt;/strong&gt;feels like you in a delusional state. Totally LOST IT!&lt;br /&gt;For awhile I totally lost contact with reality.&lt;br /&gt;Seriusly!&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know the speakers was blasting songs and the only flashed to my mind was depressing the cap-lock keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want &lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt; back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-1895802722930058280?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/1895802722930058280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=1895802722930058280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1895802722930058280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1895802722930058280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/06/youknow.html' title='youknow?'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-5304839200413291126</id><published>2008-06-10T04:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T04:56:15.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cats.</title><content type='html'>Cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaow.&lt;br /&gt;Meaoow.&lt;br /&gt;Meaooow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meaow...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purr....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!Meaooooow!!&lt;/strong&gt; (stepped on the tail)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-RandomneSS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-5304839200413291126?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/5304839200413291126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=5304839200413291126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5304839200413291126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5304839200413291126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/06/cats.html' title='cats.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-1892680391503473021</id><published>2008-06-04T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T00:45:33.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish wish wish.</title><content type='html'>Been marathon`in The O.C again for the third time.&lt;br /&gt;The O.C is the BEST drama I've ever watch!&lt;br /&gt;Cool. Hip. Funny. Rambling "words". Seth Jokes. Summer's Bimbo. ETC.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed an OST of the O.C, Mix 5, from the SP school Library. Hooya for SP library!&lt;br /&gt;Some of the songs I could remember from the drama series.&lt;br /&gt;The Best song of the drama is from a band called Shout out Loud, tittled Wish I was Dead Part2.&lt;br /&gt;Its an Indie/Alternative Band, its really chilling!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I interpret the lyrics correctly; Its about one who really hate this person but unable to hold oneself together without this person. The thought of not having this person&lt;br /&gt;would make one crazy. So rather than having the thoughts, succumbs through, one rather be dead. Basically correct? The chorus "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I try to try to lose my head but i wish wish wish that you were always here and i try to try to lose my head but i wish wish wish that i was dead"  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clever lyrics right?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda cute oso.&lt;br /&gt;I cant get the song out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;The more I listen to the song, the more I would want to fly to California.&lt;br /&gt;To me Orange County is a cool place to chill at the beach,&lt;br /&gt;strumming the guitar, sight-camering, etc.&lt;br /&gt;haizz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish wish wish that i was in Orange County, California.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen to it @youtube:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shout out loud- Wish I was dead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-1892680391503473021?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/1892680391503473021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=1892680391503473021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1892680391503473021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1892680391503473021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/06/wish-wish-wish.html' title='wish wish wish.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-2452445348682338723</id><published>2008-05-19T03:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T03:52:53.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>re_imissyou</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop this pain &lt;strong&gt;tonight&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-2452445348682338723?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/2452445348682338723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=2452445348682338723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2452445348682338723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2452445348682338723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/05/reimissyou.html' title='re_imissyou'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-7430215682662546676</id><published>2008-05-18T16:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T03:55:27.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ImissYou</title><content type='html'>16 May is already was.&lt;br /&gt;19 - 20 was the sequence of number form when 12 midnight stroke.&lt;br /&gt;Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up feeling this awfull sensation of emptyness.&lt;br /&gt;Since last few months we've spoken, why now I dreamt of you?&lt;br /&gt;On a Special Day of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you at work.&lt;br /&gt;Finally have the guts to text you.&lt;br /&gt;A long one.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you wont reply.&lt;br /&gt;You did.&lt;br /&gt;Heart was heavy to pump all those feelings out to you.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;I had too.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of you haunts me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;A new day has dawn.&lt;br /&gt;Its 18 May.&lt;br /&gt;Still haunts.&lt;br /&gt;I'll secrete myself upon the sight of you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;There's no capital me and you between friends.&lt;br /&gt;Only letters that separate us.&lt;br /&gt;Letters that consist of consonants and vowls which hard for me to swallow.&lt;br /&gt;Never be again there'll be a third time.&lt;br /&gt;Let me be apart in this relationship which made complicate.&lt;br /&gt;That made me an emo and egoist at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;The term emo depicts how I am feeling now;&lt;br /&gt;I miss You.&lt;br /&gt;***&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/29485393-7430215682662546676?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/7430215682662546676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=7430215682662546676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7430215682662546676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7430215682662546676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/05/imissyou.html' title='ImissYou'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6845568393136526634</id><published>2008-05-05T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T01:01:11.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vivalapunkrock!</title><content type='html'>Been youtub`ing.&lt;br /&gt;I was watching Blink 182 live performances.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite songs like&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;, whats my age again, dumpweed, mutt, dammit, corousel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and etc...&lt;br /&gt;Miss those guys.&lt;br /&gt;I must say they are the best Punk-rock band ever.&lt;br /&gt;Though, the band &lt;strong&gt;Rise against&lt;/strong&gt; also is another favourite, their vocal sounds a bit emo though.&lt;br /&gt;But, yea, they sure are Punk-rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rise against&lt;/strong&gt;, they have a variation of tempos, thats what the band so outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;Though there are classic bands like, The Clash, The Ramones and Misfits.&lt;br /&gt;I trully believe Blink 182 outshine all of them.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I hate Misfits, they are so draggy.&lt;br /&gt;But their logo are nice, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish the Blink would be reunited again.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;+44 and Angels and Airwaves are actually defects from Blink 182.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+44= semi-punk rock, where last Blink 182 album minus all the creativity.&lt;br /&gt;Its really dull. I could only could enjoy "&lt;em&gt;No it isnt&lt;/em&gt;" the best so far from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels and Airwaves= melondholicly- punk plus all the emo-lyrics. Lyric tags: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It hurts, all the wall close on me, even if your hope pass with time. If I gonna fall, i would let you know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. Dreadfull lyrics actually, for me. But, I love their melody, the tempo transition. The solo.&lt;br /&gt;Its really great. Mainly because its Tom Delonge composing it beautifully. Like in the starting "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It Hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" its really beautifull. Tom, his vocal can be great and suck. Especially during live.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Basically.&lt;br /&gt;Blink 182 reunite please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live we punk-rock since young.&lt;br /&gt;Though now there arent much great Punk-rock bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There this band called, &lt;strong&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Some call them emo.&lt;br /&gt;My opinion.&lt;br /&gt;They are emo.&lt;br /&gt;Actually me and Firdaus like to say, "Emo's roots, MCR." like Rasta roots, Bob Marley.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Some disagree. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Face it.&lt;br /&gt;Since MCR's Helena song came booming in the radio, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(BTW i heard that song 1st when was taking malay listening comprehension on the radio haha)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there are more and more people wearing black and reds dress code in gigs at esplanade, in fact me and Firdaus made a game out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;Just read their lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;The best  video to demonstrate MCR is "Im not okay" watch it ! really cool and so emo.&lt;br /&gt;Its so degrading. some.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Kill your friends. Its one of the title of the song.&lt;br /&gt;So? Agree?&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;Their songs have deep meaning, if you able to read between the lines or understand the words they chose for the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Thats their icing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punk rock should have meaningless lyrics or should I say, lyrics which dont need to think whats the song all about. For example, "Whats my age again?" so random rite?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;Thats Punk rock.&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Thats just how I believe Punk-rock should sounds like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;Thats my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva La Punk-Rock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6845568393136526634?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6845568393136526634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6845568393136526634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6845568393136526634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6845568393136526634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/05/vivalapunkrock.html' title='vivalapunkrock!'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-2493852727075816299</id><published>2008-05-04T00:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:15:19.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mere uno Sentosa</title><content type='html'>Went to Sentosa with my bros today.&lt;br /&gt;Before that when for a jam session at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;It was suck.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what's the tuning for the song and it sounded totaly bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then waited for my bros for like 1 hour at Vivo City.&lt;br /&gt;So, bought a 1.5 litre of crysenthemum white tea and chill at the harbour.&lt;br /&gt;At the Cold Storage, I saw this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SByVjjgOsdI/AAAAAAAAAII/lcGRkxqeYOU/s1600-h/P030508_14.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SByVjjgOsdI/AAAAAAAAAII/lcGRkxqeYOU/s320/P030508_14.52.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196192508137091538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen so many and so organise drink bottle.&lt;br /&gt;Scene-photo`ing around the area.&lt;br /&gt;With my 5 megapixel, LG Viewty phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBySHjgOsYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IEWucraQ7-s/s1600-h/P030508_14.27%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBySHjgOsYI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IEWucraQ7-s/s320/P030508_14.27%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196188728565870978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pea-size couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBySHzgOsZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pxjWLgHlLPE/s1600-h/P030508_14.29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBySHzgOsZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pxjWLgHlLPE/s320/P030508_14.29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196188732860838290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBySHzgOsaI/AAAAAAAAAHw/IPb-uRJ7Hh0/s1600-h/P030508_14.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBySHzgOsaI/AAAAAAAAAHw/IPb-uRJ7Hh0/s320/P030508_14.31.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196188732860838306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like flower to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBySIDgOsbI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Mv4yLkGDb7g/s1600-h/P030508_14.32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBySIDgOsbI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Mv4yLkGDb7g/s320/P030508_14.32.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196188737155805618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBySIDgOscI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kcmEjNAVA4A/s1600-h/P030508_14.34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBySIDgOscI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kcmEjNAVA4A/s320/P030508_14.34.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196188737155805634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SByVjzgOseI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jiEeOXMWvMs/s1600-h/P030508_15.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SByVjzgOseI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jiEeOXMWvMs/s320/P030508_15.06.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196192512432058850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SByVkzgOsgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/RJOKzCQ7w1c/s1600-h/P030508_15.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SByVkzgOsgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/RJOKzCQ7w1c/s320/P030508_15.08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196192529611928066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something called rubbish bin. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so in love with my new phone.&lt;br /&gt;It can edit photo like Photoshop, not really the same.&lt;br /&gt;The basic stuff, crop, stamp, drawing pen etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa was great.&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed more volleyball then swimming actually.&lt;br /&gt;We dipped in the water for like half hour only.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the time.&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made new friends.&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;The team we played against was from Phillipines.&lt;br /&gt;One of the lady was very pretty, reminded me of 9am lady at Ys- one during my attachment.&lt;br /&gt;We really-really enjoyed playing with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos for Sentosa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-2493852727075816299?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/2493852727075816299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=2493852727075816299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2493852727075816299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2493852727075816299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/05/mere-uno-sentosa.html' title='Mere uno Sentosa'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SByVjjgOsdI/AAAAAAAAAII/lcGRkxqeYOU/s72-c/P030508_14.52.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-1288507758515231762</id><published>2008-04-30T01:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T02:40:13.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last stage of Metamorphosis- Year 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Im in Year 3 of which I would like to call the " maybe-last-education-institute-experience" ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might, &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; is a wrong word. I dont think I will be going to University. Though there were some thoughts of going. I "&lt;em&gt;believe&lt;/em&gt;" I could go there if I want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's where my thoughts lingered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;There were like only 3 people, when the lesson started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Lachimi and Mubarak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He ask if there were any questions and any queries about anything of the course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For being a "&lt;em&gt;muke&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;tembok&lt;/em&gt;" (no sense of shamness) I asked "Why is the Bound notes is very far off from the powerpoint slides during the lectures you gave?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he started to  explain- three people combine, different lecturers, different topic. Yata. yata.yata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, something he said that struck me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like telling you something, but indirectly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know alot of that kind of people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not a compliment. A critic. But I think, Mubarak and Lachimi didnt read between the lines, of what he said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I interpreted: The bound notes is not to blame. Students(me) not following the lessons. I (lecturer) wasted my energy projecting my voice in class till I had a sore throat,&lt;em&gt; because he really had&lt;/em&gt;. And let me show you how the Bound notes is perfectly fine. Its just the &lt;strong&gt;students&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;He didnt say anything like that, but what he said means... You know, like, you became Fat after few days of couch potato`ing (example ok?). And comes your girlfriend saying, "Hey, Dave went to the new gym this morning, he said it was great, &lt;strong&gt;why don't you try it&lt;/strong&gt;?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;See what i mean? Trying to make you get out of the TVism and go LOOSE weight!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Basically same idea is potrayed by my lecturer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the lesson starts, doing the tutorial, showing us how you can get answer from the bound notes. Easily. There were alot of &lt;em&gt;eherm` eherm` urgh`. (His throat, very sore)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was something about the Lecture that made me realise, how true it was, me, not concentrating the lesson. Actually because &lt;em&gt;i dont know whats the page he's referring too&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He doesnt emphasise," go to this page...","stop doing that" Students are playing PSP infront of him! Where's the authority, show some!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually during the particular lecture, I wanted to study, but I was really lost. Gave up. I ended drawing stuff in my sketch book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Lachimi, who was sitting on my left, &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to ask me. "You understand?" twice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st posted understand?-question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBdlbjgOsVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/cjRzQqgNZsk/s1600-h/P290408_13.54%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194732219256451410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBdlbjgOsVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/cjRzQqgNZsk/s320/P290408_13.54%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd posted understand?-question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;during tutorial she "drew" in pencil the 1st top part on my book,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBdmLDgOsXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KTBsYxHxViw/s1600-h/P290408_18.36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194733035300237682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBdmLDgOsXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KTBsYxHxViw/s320/P290408_18.36.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reply was the 2nd half.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its lame i know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this doest matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's the most important thing is, at the end of the same day, I sat in the Library for 5 hours from 3-8 pm studying the particular module.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was sitting watching Illusionist on my laptop in the basement Library. And Suddenly I thought of the words articulated by the Lecturer. It made me realise. I should stop slacking and buck-up. And stop blaming others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said to myself: OMG, Its last year. And, old habits still sits on me(last minute studyin), gotta start now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I close the DVD and start opening the bound notes and understand the topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is actually easy by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is, I dont ever do that unless its exam period. Its like 1 month to go till the exams.&lt;br /&gt;And I covered 10/12 parts of the lessons(s)&lt;br /&gt;I felt fullfill.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the Past 2 years I have  been a full time-slacker. Now. I signed my self into a Club CCA. A Sepak Takraw team, and bucking up my-self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My metamorphosis gonna end in 1 years time, and hope to change into a beautiful Butterfly, a Diploma Cert, with 3.5 GPA points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-1288507758515231762?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/1288507758515231762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=1288507758515231762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1288507758515231762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1288507758515231762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-stage-of-metamorphosis-year-3.html' title='Last stage of Metamorphosis- Year 3'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/SBdlbjgOsVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/cjRzQqgNZsk/s72-c/P290408_13.54%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-4758061690048383671</id><published>2008-04-27T06:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T07:46:13.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new and improve. black and white.</title><content type='html'>Took about 19 hours to complete this blog layout.&lt;br /&gt;Start from scratch!-&lt;em&gt;not the layout codes though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recreated the whole background, its the first time I use this type of layout.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda challenging.&lt;br /&gt;I only change/add the basic codes that I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I add few new stuff:&lt;br /&gt;1.) New CriticPrick blog- A new blogsite for my critics on anything. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;under-construction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;2.) Song trivia/comments/ratings- Everytime I change new background songs, there would be comments and I will rate the song base on my genre Taste of music.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Everyweek there would be a quote by me!- The qoute will be in the bubble. (&lt;em&gt;I try my best&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys like the background picture.&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda cute, greenish, me-ish and etc...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-4758061690048383671?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/4758061690048383671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=4758061690048383671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4758061690048383671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4758061690048383671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-and-improve-black-and-white.html' title='new and improve. black and white.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-2314252236154621224</id><published>2008-04-14T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T01:08:47.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss filipino</title><content type='html'>aawww.&lt;br /&gt;My attachments over.&lt;br /&gt;So fast 9 weeks flew by.&lt;br /&gt;Im so going to miss all the people at my company, Woodlands, Kallang and&lt;br /&gt;Ang Mo Kio SMRT Depot personnel.&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;above all.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna miss that lovely Phillipino lady, from the 1st floor.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at me again, the day before my attachment end.&lt;br /&gt;SOBS.&lt;br /&gt;every 9am in the morning. While waiting for the lift.&lt;br /&gt;She would pass me by and my heart goes, dung dung dung dung dung!&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why i got this fetish for phillipino ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like going to her and say " You believe in "Love at first sight"? or do I need to walk pass you again?"&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;That's one pick up line I knew. Which it sounds so cheesy rite?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;I havent tried before.&lt;br /&gt;The only pick up lines that I know is *smile*&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the girl to look at you and smile, hope she would return the smile.&lt;br /&gt;It works wonders.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, by the way. Ignore the last post. It was so random ar.&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling tred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anugerah Band 2008!&lt;br /&gt;Support Virus Cinta!&lt;br /&gt;Coolest band in that lot!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys make it all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Got potential le!!!&lt;br /&gt;Abang Yuhan lend me PEDAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wan distortion pedal!&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-2314252236154621224?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/2314252236154621224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=2314252236154621224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2314252236154621224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2314252236154621224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/04/miss-filipino.html' title='miss filipino'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-2815875522622114339</id><published>2008-04-05T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T01:52:54.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks to go.</title><content type='html'>2 weeks to till the end of my attachment.&lt;br /&gt;It was okay i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Easy job.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of snaking.&lt;br /&gt;Actually learn alot.&lt;br /&gt;Got A's and B's for my weekly progress grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for ur infomation, my attachment is taking data from SMRT taxi meter.&lt;br /&gt;Doing some calibration on the M.D.T, mobile data terminal and also the time.&lt;br /&gt;I got tipped alot by the taxi drivers.&lt;br /&gt;Actually my&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; eyes cannot&lt;/span&gt; tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Continue next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-2815875522622114339?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/2815875522622114339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=2815875522622114339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2815875522622114339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2815875522622114339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/04/2-weeks-to-go.html' title='2 weeks to go.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-4118255827769761433</id><published>2008-03-26T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:49:24.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;backache.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;headache.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-4118255827769761433?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/4118255827769761433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=4118255827769761433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4118255827769761433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4118255827769761433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/03/randomness.html' title='randomness..'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-7658585678826483301</id><published>2008-03-25T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T02:17:40.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery Jam 12.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Niat di hati nak dengar Mystery Jam 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Malangnye Iman masih tak kuat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Dengar 1-2 cerite satu badan bulu roma naik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Dah lah duduk kt bilik sorang2, kanan pintu ke dapur, kiri pulak tingkap. GELAP PULAK TU. Background sound die je dah buat bulu rome ternaik. Aku nie dah lah kuat imaginasi bende kt otak. 1 cerite je berpuluh goosebump aku kire, sampai kat kepale beb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Wacaya sama lu beb, KC lu Champion ar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Actually, betul2 nk dgnr, den goosebumbp tk abis2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Dh confrim tk leh take it ar den stop, aru half hour through de show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Chehy!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Dasar kau kental Aidil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Tpi serius ar die nye goosebump kalah tengok cerite hantu kt tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Sebab kite dgnr story, kite fikir bukan2, gambar die lagi terpapar kt midna kite. Den confirm ar bule rome naik! Bukan sekali beb, bynk2 kali, 1st time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Tu sal, Fiza O throw in the towel. Hahaha. And dat time sempoi always teman die, tu sal she can make it. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Sejak menyenjak keje nie, RIA je tak bis2, dari pagi ke mlm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;K la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Nk tido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Bace Doa sebelum tido!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-7658585678826483301?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/7658585678826483301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=7658585678826483301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7658585678826483301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7658585678826483301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/03/mystery-jam-12.html' title='Mystery Jam 12.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-9013270669067451592</id><published>2008-03-22T01:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T02:22:45.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my old Dewi, Im sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shurghs&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This song always make me somber when I listen to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reminds me of this girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I kinda ditch her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bastard me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It just started when we got to know each other through a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First we just talk, walk etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gentleman as I was, I sent her home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From there we exchange HP no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and the rest was history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He had a Guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our relationship &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;flourish&lt;/span&gt; to Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She was two timing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Im the Bastard one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didnt say i love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Only Sayang. (Care)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Instead of introducing his Guy to her friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She introduce me as her "Guy"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just played along her charade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its been few weeks, yet I havent told her how I was feeling about her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Feelings: &lt;strong&gt;confuse, care, we wont last that long.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know she had deep feelings for me. Instead calling her Guy, she looks for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know she wants me (cocky?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me, otherwise. (I think)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then that one day, when we were going out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we bump into one of her friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She kinda intrude, which was a perfect time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just said, "You go ahead with your friend, I gotta meet a friend now"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I left her hurriedly, as she thought its ok, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but she doest know my real agenda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its true in a way. Met my friend behind CP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that, I ignored all her calls and messages since then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I felt its kinda fck up she's going out with someone else besides her Guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I felt sorry ditching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everytime, I saw her, Ill aways felt defeated and look at the ground passing her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She never ask for any reason nor show anger towards me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She's Pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unhappily married. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Divorced now. (I think)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How I hope its not because of my foolish decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its hard to believe, me gone through this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I gave it a thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yea, what was I getting into.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But now, whats bygone be bygone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-9013270669067451592?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/9013270669067451592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=9013270669067451592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/9013270669067451592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/9013270669067451592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-old-dewi-im-sorry.html' title='my old Dewi, Im sorry'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-322869261465269532</id><published>2008-02-26T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T00:22:14.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hush.its.a.secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shhh&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just enrolled myself Class 2B license...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I want to suprise my bro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Till I got myslef a Bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;KRR or Pulsar Bajaj, maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dream bike:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CBR 600&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-322869261465269532?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/322869261465269532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=322869261465269532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/322869261465269532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/322869261465269532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/02/hushitssecret.html' title='hush.its.a.secret'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-114982691465820801</id><published>2008-02-25T00:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T01:10:01.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo at its Best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was about to sleep, when I decided to search for songs to download into my MP4.&lt;br /&gt;Stumbled upon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MCR&lt;/span&gt;~ old albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The album was:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I brought you bullets, You brought me love."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You trying to say your relationship is base on that? lol.&lt;br /&gt;The so-acoustic track;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Early Sunsets Over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monroeville&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Personally I think the lyrics are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;agonizing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at its best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its a great track.&lt;br /&gt;I believe the song was inspired by the death of Marylin Monroe.&lt;br /&gt;She was murdered.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Monroe-part&lt;/em&gt; tells it all.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;I highlight the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aggravating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Late dawns and early sunsets, just like my favorite scenes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then holding hands and life was perfect, just like up on the screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the whole time while always giving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Counting your face among the living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Up and down escalators, pennies and colder fountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Elevators and half price sales, trapped in by all these mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Running away and hiding with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I never thought they'd get me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not knowing you'd change from just one bite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But does anyone notice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But does anyone care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And if I had the guts to put this to your head&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But would anything matter if you're already dead? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And well should I be shocked now by the last thing you said?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Before I pull this trigger&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Your eyes vacant and stained&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But does anyone notice? But does anyone care? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And if I had the guts to put this to your head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And would anything matter if you're already dead? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And now should I be shocked by the last thing you said? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Before I pull this trigger&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Your eyes vacant and stained&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And in saying you loved me&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Made things harder at best&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And these words changing nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As your body remains,And there's no room in this hell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's no room in the next, And our memories defeat us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I'll end this direst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But does anyone notice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But does anyone care? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And if I had the guts to put this to your head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But does anything matter if you're already dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And should I be shocked now by the last thing you said?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I pull this trigger,Your eyes vacant and stained...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And in saying you loved me,Made things harder at best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And these words changing nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As your body remains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And there's no room in this hell,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's no room in the next,But does anyone notice there's a corpse in this bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st of all:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always room in HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd of all:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st part of the lyrics you bragg how great you were with her trying to save her from&lt;br /&gt;who knows what.&lt;br /&gt;The next half was... OMG. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Insanity"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3rd:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant you see she's begging for mercy by saying "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;Thats doesnt change a thing? yea Probably. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and, at the end you still shoots her. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think Gerard Way has issues to clear out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the 1st album I think, I heard it when I was secondary 3 or 4.&lt;br /&gt;Im not really a big fan of MCR now.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike last time, their music was RAW!&lt;br /&gt;now abit suck, for me.&lt;br /&gt;At a long run the favourite band that I love listen would be The Killers and The Strokes.&lt;br /&gt;Weird??&lt;br /&gt;I love their catchy tunes.&lt;br /&gt;They keep me upbeat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-114982691465820801?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/114982691465820801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=114982691465820801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/114982691465820801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/114982691465820801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/02/emo-at-its-best.html' title='emo at its Best!'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-5514879889703558058</id><published>2008-02-24T03:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T03:47:31.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls that Hurts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;At last Its Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was in the bus going to my office, It was around 5pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was few primary school students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then there this girl kept hitting this dude, then that dude kept on pestering her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Very cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And slap, pinch, "tak" tak" tak"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reminds me of some girls I know who like to do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then , this thought came into mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Realise girls like to hit boys!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then flashback screened, Primary school mischiefs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I remembered the girls who use to hit us boys during the days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Names....*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;sorry if you guys stumble upon it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Primary:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm... There was, Faizah, Fajrin, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khairunisah Nadiah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(ehem, haha), Sulaizah, Hafizah, Khairani, Saidah, MANY MORE: actually most all the girls whom we hang out together after school during the primary school years pinch and abuse us hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secondary:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm... One name for sure is Geok Chuan! My online game buddy! hehehe... Zakiah, Nazeera, Kaleny, Rafidah (she sat beside me, PINCH!), Janah, Yim Peng, Sanjini, Fatimah arghhhh! Oh yea this girl I know, &lt;strong&gt;Atika, Oh my god, I wont forget her caring pinch. &lt;/strong&gt;And whole lot of them la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Polythecnic:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I only know two girls which the only girls I hangout with. No violence. Hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you got pinched and she twist ur shirt only, thats consider lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bring back memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So who's your pinching partner?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The bottomline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There would be some girls in a Men's life, she would provide a "pinch" of salt to go with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL. Get it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-5514879889703558058?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/5514879889703558058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=5514879889703558058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5514879889703558058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5514879889703558058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/02/girls-that-hurts.html' title='Girls that Hurts!'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6106218897329447193</id><published>2008-02-17T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T02:25:07.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YouTube; VideoBlog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have great respect on VideoBlog, now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im nt trying to be a wannabe Video blogger, I dont have a Web Cam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was watching videos to release my "unfortunate" event happened at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I typed "Cats" as Dini was sitting right infront on me, still is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then saw this "The Mean Kitty". Its a song made by a blogger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quite cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, I went to see his profile and watch his video, Very cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stumbled upon Boh3m3 porfile, the dude who rants and talk issues out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kattie Opinion. (bimbo who rants anything)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Moviekidd866. (Amatuer video blogger, very funny)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Community Channel. (a vietnamese asian, talking about her daily stuff and issues)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why Im blogging bout this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cause last time I think YouTube is a bad place to talk shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;example: the emo videoblog who only talk "deep" things but are shitty and fake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;comments, spams etc etcs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are quite number of funny and watchable Videoblog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2:23Am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My Bros are pestering me, calling me at this hour, watching the Soccer match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The things is, Im beat up. Tired. Sleepy. Moody. Any word you can describe sad. not shitty sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Very WORRIED! and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haizz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im going to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6106218897329447193?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6106218897329447193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6106218897329447193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6106218897329447193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6106218897329447193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/02/youtube-videoblog.html' title='YouTube; VideoBlog.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6976736330415922353</id><published>2008-02-14T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T00:01:06.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing letters on Valentine~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was reading a poem book, and stumble upon Love notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just to share my thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's share the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A sea is for you, and waves are for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sky is for you, and stars are for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sun is for you, and light is for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everything is for you, and you are for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;seriusly dude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GELI&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ask God for a rose and He gave me flowers; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ask God for water and He gave me an ocean; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ask God for an angel and He gave me You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;em&gt;mampus laaaa&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Jiwang gedegak-nye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the buch I read, this is the most funniest one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you in the morning, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love you in the evening, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but most of all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love you when you are leaving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is what Daus would say, "Walking contradiction" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahhaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy V.Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;------,--&lt;@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6976736330415922353?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6976736330415922353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6976736330415922353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6976736330415922353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6976736330415922353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/02/writing-letters-on-valentine.html' title='Writing letters on Valentine~'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6115270687580566804</id><published>2008-02-12T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T20:11:34.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling old.</title><content type='html'>old.&lt;br /&gt;thats what im feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;go to work, go home.&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;feeling very lazy to go out, although I really need to.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not tired.&lt;br /&gt;lazy.&lt;br /&gt;dunno la.&lt;br /&gt;i think insufficient sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6115270687580566804?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6115270687580566804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6115270687580566804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6115270687580566804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6115270687580566804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/02/feeling-old.html' title='feeling old.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-4909353401413931798</id><published>2008-02-05T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T04:30:51.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Dresses. Critic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watched 27 Dresses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;VERY CUTE movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Typical love plot mushi2 movie:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;girl likes guy, guy likes other girl, another guy came&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;into the picture, befriend with the 1st girl,plus complication plus cliamx,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; in the end they got married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its one of the Mushi2 movie I could watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The last one I watch was Catherine, Zeta Jones,&lt;strong&gt; No Resevation&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Both have different "love" concept which are refreshing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27 Dresses:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A view point from wedding-maid. And of course her fantasies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Reservation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A view point from a Chef who only thinks about her work. And how another &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Male-Chef join her restaurant and they end up cooking with each other for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the rest of their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I really can be a film Critic right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its just, mushi2 movies are very narrow for me. Its going the same straight end way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I mean, the plot, boy meets girl, girl like boy happy ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For me the most awesome Romantic movie which is so original(i think its a rip off from a Korean movie released at the same year)  and cool is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Lake House. Keanu Reeve and Sandra Bullock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Totally cool! If im a producer, in a hundred years I wouldnt thought of that, you are fall in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with someone that is 2 years apart from the future, communicating using the Lake House mail,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; and finally meet on Valentines day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Though the plot was Illogical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its a new way to film a mushi2 movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unlike typical mushi2 movie that I hate, you know, teenagers falling in love, jealous, 3rd party,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bitching, broke up, get back together, and End.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Blearghh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Omg, its almost 430AM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gotta catch some sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-4909353401413931798?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/4909353401413931798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=4909353401413931798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4909353401413931798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4909353401413931798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/02/27-dresses-critic.html' title='27 Dresses. Critic.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-2105481646925351204</id><published>2008-02-03T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T00:58:17.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The FTS (Demo)</title><content type='html'>This is 1 of our songs we created, the quality of the sound kinda bad...&lt;br /&gt;And 1 part, I forgot the tabs...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;my bad~&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Yea, and Ida was nanananananana nana anananana anananan ana all the way...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you listen properly the drums has too much Crash!&lt;br /&gt;Its like chish! chish! chish! all the way... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I think its an ok2 song.&lt;br /&gt;Not my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;My song creation is coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW sorry for the bad quality, amatuer recording.&lt;br /&gt;And the lyrics to the song are not done yet either...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-2105481646925351204?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/2105481646925351204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=2105481646925351204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2105481646925351204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2105481646925351204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/02/fts-demo.html' title='The FTS (Demo)'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-5185930406656450385</id><published>2008-01-30T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T03:06:52.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazz Skurub!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ahh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nothing realeases stress like Jazz does, hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This Jazz number is my FAVOURITE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Keep repeating while I was studying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By the way, later is my last exam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YEA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-5185930406656450385?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/5185930406656450385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=5185930406656450385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5185930406656450385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5185930406656450385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/01/jazz-skurub.html' title='Jazz Skurub!'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-2785730567911838776</id><published>2008-01-23T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:46:41.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fusion`ning</title><content type='html'>loads-of-papers +&lt;br /&gt;coffee+&lt;br /&gt;emo'ic songs of Power+&lt;br /&gt;stress level+&lt;br /&gt;sleepless nights=Beautiful agony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phases of exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will it end?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 down 3 to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-2785730567911838776?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/2785730567911838776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=2785730567911838776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2785730567911838776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/2785730567911838776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/01/fusionning.html' title='fusion`ning'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-4426772841322232155</id><published>2008-01-22T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:15:07.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small brain? big soul?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its that time again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Muggin, muggin, muggin....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know I can do well &lt;em&gt;easily&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not braggin'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its true, but Im struggling here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am downloading the whole ENTIRE SEMESTER work into my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;few Gigas-hardisk-brain of mine in less than 10 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And probably, Ill get B's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I believe Im an "A" student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I always prepare last minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cause I believe the information would be still FRESH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If I started like few weeks ago, I wont be really strugglin right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Having a huge problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The problem is, I dont know how to start studying for this freaking module.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SAME as last Term, But HELL, I got 75/100 for the darn paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I have doubts now. I think Im gonna flop this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I THINK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Please dont do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just one thing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mugg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even my school have a room called, &lt;a href="mailto:Moberly@Mugg"&gt;Moberly@Mugg&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaha... Room where you could mugg for 24 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Literally. The school is opened for 24  hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;b.t.m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(back to muggin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By the way, The Yeah Yeah Yeahs have so cool melody!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Currently you listening to Maps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-4426772841322232155?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/4426772841322232155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=4426772841322232155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4426772841322232155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4426772841322232155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/01/small-brain-big-soul.html' title='small brain? big soul?'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-9065077613865426475</id><published>2008-01-19T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T20:19:36.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>47 on The Bin, Revival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went jamming yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;Kinda suck.&lt;br /&gt;But we straighted things out, sat at Al-Baik coffe shop, discuss things that's off in our band.&lt;br /&gt;Hope its enough to get us going...&lt;br /&gt;Busy schedule and time is not on my side.&lt;br /&gt;Exams, attachment and only Sunday off.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind and Infront scene of my band.&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Nur-Akhmar for the wonder ful Canon what SLR photos.&lt;br /&gt;U can really see the feelings in some of the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the Scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5Hpj9-b3KI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uxf1J_zy0rI/s1600-h/n614713704_320047_8667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157159852457057442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5Hpj9-b3KI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uxf1J_zy0rI/s320/n614713704_320047_8667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpkN-b3LI/AAAAAAAAAG0/tJXIZu86E0I/s1600-h/n614713704_320068_6230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157159856752024754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpkN-b3LI/AAAAAAAAAG0/tJXIZu86E0I/s320/n614713704_320068_6230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Yeah, that true..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpkN-b3MI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2mNuk7KAq6U/s1600-h/n614713704_320076_9515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157159856752024770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpkN-b3MI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2mNuk7KAq6U/s320/n614713704_320076_9515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh really?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpKt-b3DI/AAAAAAAAAF0/gwkCFSNbEXc/s1600-h/n614713704_319970_8379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157159418665360434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpKt-b3DI/AAAAAAAAAF0/gwkCFSNbEXc/s320/n614713704_319970_8379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpK9-b3EI/AAAAAAAAAF8/D4FLhfQbsmg/s1600-h/n614713704_319976_2298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157159422960327746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpK9-b3EI/AAAAAAAAAF8/D4FLhfQbsmg/s320/n614713704_319976_2298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpK9-b3FI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GhWpnBbPwz0/s1600-h/n614713704_319977_2797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157159422960327762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpK9-b3FI/AAAAAAAAAGE/GhWpnBbPwz0/s320/n614713704_319977_2797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpLN-b3GI/AAAAAAAAAGM/tkoRGRPs1iE/s1600-h/n614713704_319978_4534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157159427255295074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpLN-b3GI/AAAAAAAAAGM/tkoRGRPs1iE/s320/n614713704_319978_4534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On The Scene: Beat Merchant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpLN-b3HI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ysBAqShMcM8/s1600-h/n614713704_320011_6663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157159427255295090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5HpLN-b3HI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ysBAqShMcM8/s320/n614713704_320011_6663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hmm, what were the Chords??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5Hpjt-b3II/AAAAAAAAAGc/5GgxBm-urTo/s1600-h/n614713704_320016_9952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157159848162090114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5Hpjt-b3II/AAAAAAAAAGc/5GgxBm-urTo/s320/n614713704_320016_9952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; "It sounds like this?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5Hpj9-b3JI/AAAAAAAAAGk/hmZb85wj9ko/s1600-h/n614713704_320025_5446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157159852457057426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5Hpj9-b3JI/AAAAAAAAAGk/hmZb85wj9ko/s320/n614713704_320025_5446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shiock Sendiri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-9065077613865426475?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/9065077613865426475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=9065077613865426475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/9065077613865426475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/9065077613865426475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/01/47-on-bin-revival.html' title='47 on The Bin, Revival'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R5Hpj9-b3KI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uxf1J_zy0rI/s72-c/n614713704_320047_8667.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-2938596026062945668</id><published>2008-01-01T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T03:30:09.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Japan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have been wathin The O.C season 1-3 for like pass 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Completed them all.&lt;br /&gt;Cool show.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I watched the whole season twice already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out Adam Brody, cast playing Seth Cohen, the Indie Geek, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lustin for Summer Roberts plays in band! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its call Big Japan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It IS a 4 piece Indie rock band.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with their catchy beat song, Eraser.&lt;br /&gt;For all Adam Brody fans take an inside look of Adam Brody playing on drums.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b67410056eb1d22d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-7039129204522447687</id><published>2008-01-01T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:13:15.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year?(1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just have to blog this...&lt;br /&gt;Had great fun 31.12.2007.&lt;br /&gt;Its last day of the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sentosa at around 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;Not for the Count Down...&lt;br /&gt;Im so "abang2" for it...&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;We went for the beach and for the winds...&lt;br /&gt;OMG, its damn breezy!!!&lt;br /&gt;We left the beach around 830pm...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... so late?&lt;br /&gt;I took alot of Beautiful Scene in Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;The compose is great!&lt;br /&gt;Scoll down to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happened:&lt;br /&gt;1) Our soccer ball stuck on the tree.&lt;br /&gt;2)Our soccer ball got adrift to the far end of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;3)My eyes were blind by the lamp(long story)&lt;br /&gt;4)I was drinking Teh and saw this 2 ladies wearing Cow girl hat, and drench my arm.&lt;br /&gt;5)Got sprayed snow thingy by these Chinese girls at CountDown at Causeway.&lt;br /&gt;6)Saw someone which I dreamt while in the train coming back from Sentosa. (Which is not cool)&lt;br /&gt;etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Causeway like 1145pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then Nadia ask to go watch fireworks...&lt;br /&gt;So we watched. Boom! Boom!&lt;br /&gt;Its okay la...&lt;br /&gt;Not great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replied a bunch of friends New Year msg.&lt;br /&gt;And went off like 20mins after new year.&lt;br /&gt;Thats about my "New Year" celebration.&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa is my heart and soul for beautiful scene and girls...&lt;br /&gt;hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Some Pics I clicked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Busy Stuck-up lifeguard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kguN-b28I/AAAAAAAAAE8/fRI3pMutm3Y/s1600-h/DSC01767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150183627272477634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kguN-b28I/AAAAAAAAAE8/fRI3pMutm3Y/s320/DSC01767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me behind evenings clouds, enjoying the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgud-b29I/AAAAAAAAAFE/9wiTGMKW7S0/s1600-h/DSC01768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150183631567444946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgud-b29I/AAAAAAAAAFE/9wiTGMKW7S0/s320/DSC01768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the ball adrift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgw9-b2-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/WLW0SdjKOaE/s1600-h/DSC01769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150183674517117922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgw9-b2-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/WLW0SdjKOaE/s320/DSC01769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trees + Clouds= Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgkN-b23I/AAAAAAAAAEU/TvdS0uH6EHQ/s1600-h/DSC01762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150183455473785714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgkN-b23I/AAAAAAAAAEU/TvdS0uH6EHQ/s320/DSC01762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgkd-b24I/AAAAAAAAAEc/zBq85i_BZVI/s1600-h/DSC01763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150183459768753026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgkd-b24I/AAAAAAAAAEc/zBq85i_BZVI/s320/DSC01763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo_1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgkt-b25I/AAAAAAAAAEk/ib5PEnPU7_8/s1600-h/DSC01764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150183464063720338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgkt-b25I/AAAAAAAAAEk/ib5PEnPU7_8/s320/DSC01764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgkt-b26I/AAAAAAAAAEs/CptjA8MEKa4/s1600-h/DSC01765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150183464063720354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgkt-b26I/AAAAAAAAAEs/CptjA8MEKa4/s320/DSC01765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgkt-b27I/AAAAAAAAAE0/p1XxbUnGVpw/s1600-h/DSC01766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150183464063720370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kgkt-b27I/AAAAAAAAAE0/p1XxbUnGVpw/s320/DSC01766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite shot of the Night, Saiful against Sentosa Lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kg-9-b2_I/AAAAAAAAAFU/dz0oHq19Zs4/s1600-h/DSC01771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150183915035286514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kg-9-b2_I/AAAAAAAAAFU/dz0oHq19Zs4/s320/DSC01771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bang of the Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kg_N-b3AI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6HZcKlKFbrs/s1600-h/DSC01775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150183919330253826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kg_N-b3AI/AAAAAAAAAFc/6HZcKlKFbrs/s320/DSC01775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bang of the Night_1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kg_9-b3BI/AAAAAAAAAFk/XtCneMuLUaU/s1600-h/DSC01776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150183932215155730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kg_9-b3BI/AAAAAAAAAFk/XtCneMuLUaU/s320/DSC01776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bang of the Night_2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3khAN-b3CI/AAAAAAAAAFs/tcv91Pknh7Y/s1600-h/DSC01777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150183936510123042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3khAN-b3CI/AAAAAAAAAFs/tcv91Pknh7Y/s320/DSC01777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey...&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa+ Green Tea + Beach+ Wind + Red Jumpsuit app + Camera phone=&lt;br /&gt;Perfect Chilling Time!&lt;br /&gt;BTW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-7039129204522447687?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/7039129204522447687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=7039129204522447687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7039129204522447687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7039129204522447687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year1.html' title='New year?(1)'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zm0IHIEG09I/R3kguN-b28I/AAAAAAAAAE8/fRI3pMutm3Y/s72-c/DSC01767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-5885105276290885196</id><published>2007-12-30T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:32:36.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My New Year resolution:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) Keeping my last year resolution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2)Reduce addiction to Kinder Bueno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3)Emotionally stable (not that I'm not)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- very wild la my laugh, and have this heck care attitudes to other people thinking bador good of me, which is actually good. hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I gotta get control of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4)Go Letures more often!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5)Get 2B licence before March.&lt;br /&gt;6)Able to do 5 chin up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;People are so do not commit to their resolutions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In fact, my last years resolution did not fullfill even.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FINALLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got my printer worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At least I could print my Exam papers at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Work was tiring today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then went shopping at Bugis, bought 2 shirts and a snow cap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was with Daus, Darul and Arjun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tired, but happy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I cant wait for the next jamming session!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Created 2 new songs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The 1st was kinda Heavy, the 2nd was milder, chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Abang Aki, the jammin studio dude, like my 2nd song!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gotta explore more tunes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmms...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Where to start?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Indie songs are my inspiration!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like my 2005 class motto, Aspire to Inspire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-5885105276290885196?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/5885105276290885196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=5885105276290885196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5885105276290885196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5885105276290885196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-year.html' title='New Year?'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-531382938009562145</id><published>2007-12-29T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T03:10:39.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INtoDi(e)` Rock!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Work was great!&lt;br /&gt;Very cool ladies!!!&lt;br /&gt;They were in their 20s...&lt;br /&gt;They kept accompany all the time I was BBQ...&lt;br /&gt;Talk about my work, tips on bbq..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;1 of the ladies was HOT.&lt;br /&gt;I mean she wore this 1 piece dress and had a bare back, with a tribal tatoo!&lt;br /&gt;fuuh...&lt;br /&gt;Damn rite I was sweating...&lt;br /&gt;Because of the HEAT!&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so loving the Cineamatics...&lt;br /&gt;Cool band.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like The Killers.&lt;br /&gt;But milder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killers has very ambientic` and melodic sound.&lt;br /&gt;Cinematics has sharp-pop sound.&lt;br /&gt;They have a bit of Goth`ingy I think, the voice of the singer.&lt;br /&gt;That is what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;I say this in two ways in one phrase:&lt;br /&gt;Indie Rock(s)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-531382938009562145?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-3042812813464052481</id><published>2007-12-24T04:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T05:04:09.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work vomit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today went to work at Downtown east...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I arrived around half hour earlier...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I slack around at the bench area, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ogling at people's fuss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was feeling lonely... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haizz&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was assigned to work for 5 hours,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but the customer ask to stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; after 4 hours elapse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because everyone was full, hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sat down, chill... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and drank Green Tea...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Suddenly, my body feels odd..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Headaches, nauseous,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ueaurrhhh&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ueaurrhhh&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I walk home as if I've taken drug...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My body seems heavy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It felt like someone pushing you vigorously &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after just woke up from sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In bus tried to get a shut eye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was able, but, it got worst, the bus engine was like a motor bot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grrrrr....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My head laid onthe window was getting dizzy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Really felt like vomitting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;arghh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reached home, washed myself off, made Hot Teh and crash onto my Desktop com...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How's my new lay out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was bored with the last one and decided to make a new one....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh my... its 5am...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-3042812813464052481?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/3042812813464052481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=3042812813464052481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3042812813464052481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/3042812813464052481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2007/12/work-vomit.html' title='work vomit!'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-1278488600426442497</id><published>2007-12-17T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T04:20:08.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update`tion! Price of a Heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its been few weeks, since I blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been very2 busy with work, school, exams..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SO many things happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I want to list it out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But, too long la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been working hard, all the money I gave it to my mom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A loan actually, she need it more den I do, currently..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Saved up like $300...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 choices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enrol bike?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; loving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rihanna's&lt;/span&gt; "Please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; stop the music" song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She really looks like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tini&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Darul's&lt;/span&gt; sis...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tini&lt;/span&gt; is fairer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have to confess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;R21!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got a crush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not because of her looks, or even her personality...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its because of her neck! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every weekdays we meet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every time she sits infront of me, she'll  fling her hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and I'll go "gaga" watchin her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then she rubbs her neck...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She's not dat good looking either...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fetish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need a break la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sentosa next week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Takraw later still i've haven sleep yet.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;U believe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A person u really want to bump into accidentally is very difficult to meet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You sell me ur feelings with the price of my heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sober, while You enjoy Your company of an individual,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ignorance is bliss. That is what I can just do. I hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your debt of my heart till I see You again..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-1278488600426442497?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/1278488600426442497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=1278488600426442497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1278488600426442497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/1278488600426442497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2007/12/updatetion-price-of-heart.html' title='Update`tion! Price of a Heart.'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-5258708968785410796</id><published>2007-11-05T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T00:11:24.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doesnt this makes you want to beg for forgiveness from your mother?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then come your father...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mother comes 3 times before father, so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont be mean to your mother...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-5258708968785410796?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/5258708968785410796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=5258708968785410796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5258708968785410796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/5258708968785410796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-mother.html' title='My mother'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-161488139959532593</id><published>2007-11-02T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T02:53:27.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deaf-struck*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im so in love with this song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks to my bro, Darul, for introducing it to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today went to jam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To my surprise,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Abang Akie, the jam studio "dude",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ask wheater we want to meet one of the producer that he knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was like, huh?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For real...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we just say, we come back next week and hear our sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unbelievable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1st half hour was great.&lt;br /&gt;Got 2 more tunes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just need to explore it more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But after the half hour it kinda suck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was messy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were exploring our original.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was this "rap" part, it sound really messy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I played along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another original, "His two balls", omg if hear it I will always laugh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Catchy, yet funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kinda perfected it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I forgot the 1st original.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then created a melodic tune, then suddenly my singer sang into 30 seconds to Mars, The kill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then around 10pm we slacked at Boat Quay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Got this irritating DragonBoat people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shouting whatever hell was it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watched a movie in my mp4, chit chat and got home....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went to watch "Mean Girls" on the net.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Love that movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Although its kinda sissy for aguy for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but I like movie with narrator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like, very cool....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lindsay Lohan is HOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But have fake breast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think she's a Bimbo-genie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;K whatever it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what the hell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what the hill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what the hull!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CHOWz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-161488139959532593?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/161488139959532593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=161488139959532593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/161488139959532593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/161488139959532593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2007/11/deaf-struck.html' title='deaf-struck*'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-7423570898259515394</id><published>2007-10-26T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T01:10:38.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Jihad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Al- Fatihah for late Sheikh Ahmad Deedat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He showed the Jihad for Islam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For those muslim who doesnt know him, here a brief intro of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He was a  famed Muslim preacher and debater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A Born-Indian but migrate to South Africa since he was little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He delivered lectures all over the world and successfully &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;engaged Christian Evangelists in public debates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(If interested go to Youtube and search for Ahmad deedat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He debated with few Bishops and Christians by just using the logic thinking and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reasoning from the Holy Bible itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He has been bedridden since 1996 when he suffered a serious stroke and died on August 8 at age 87.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In these two days I've watch approximately 470 mins of his lectures and debates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He's witty and down right facts made people enjoy listening to his lectures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Personally i love watching his debates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ahmad Deedat, pakai verse dalam kitab Injil dang bilang the whole world, Isa a.s tak pernah cakap Beliau Tuhan atau pun disembah. Injil untuk aku is the corrupted writings of manusia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Diorang ade banyak version and translation. Si Debater Chirstian, Anish Sorrosh, Btw die nie Arab Christian, bilang 75% of Al-Quran are copied, (specificly copied) dari Kitab Injil. And Ahmad Deedat dengan confidentnye bilang:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Tunjuk aku, mane2 surah yang di copy" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Christian debater for 75min mcm kasi mcm kasi syarahan tk bilang satu pun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Malahan Die challenge si Sorrosh ni untuk cari kat Kitab Injil die and tunjuk mane Isa a.s ade bersabda yang die ni Tuhan and suruh di sembah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Die kate, kalau ade ambik tangan aku, aku masuk Christian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Betape hebat Jihad Sheikh Ahmad Deedat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aku rase mane Christian yang tengok video debate and lecture mesti sayu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dapat tahu Kitab Ijil "rekaan" diorang bukan la diturun Tuhan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Insyallah tuhan kurniakan Hidayah kepade mereka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dan di tunjuk ke Sirahtal Mustaqim( jalan yan Benar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kepade Teman Muslim ku yang ragu2 Agama Islam kite, tengok la video Sheikh Ahmad Deedat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kate sahabat, Doa la "Ya Allah, tunjukla ajaran Islam yang  Sebenar" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Insyallah Tuhan kan kurnia Nur dan Hidayah untuk menuju arah yang Benar, dan mendapat tmpt duduk at the Hereafter, Paradise Firdaus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-7423570898259515394?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/7423570898259515394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=7423570898259515394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7423570898259515394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7423570898259515394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2007/10/modern-jihad.html' title='Modern Jihad'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-6514831958391712081</id><published>2007-10-22T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T02:54:36.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping beauty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The rest of my family is soundly asleep except for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think I have insomnia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Although got back from Hari Raya house visiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know I felt the journey from Bedok to Jurong was like going to K.L!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So slow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not that slow, it was about 30mins....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Very laggy la the feeling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Though 30mins I still it feels long inside the car...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went with Abang Boboy's family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till 1130pm still goin to Uncle Sam's house....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ate bunch of food....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We ate alot of chickens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cant wait for My bro's outing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Actually was yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then one by one caught up with stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;K la I want to catch my sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow lesson at 9am but need to take my Leave of Absence form at office...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haizz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Leceh le...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-6514831958391712081?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/6514831958391712081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=6514831958391712081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6514831958391712081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/6514831958391712081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2007/10/sleeping-beauty.html' title='Sleeping beauty...'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-4840187289430759400</id><published>2007-10-16T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T21:54:29.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Model Student*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today I felt great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was being hyper *Active in class....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Meaning participating in class....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lecture ask question I raise my hand contribute...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Really hyper in "Efective Job Skill Search" lesson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Report Writing and Presentation" lesson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;R.W.P was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Made joke in class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Disturbing the lecturer....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The best lessons so far....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yee Ting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You drew in my sketch-book cartoon pictures of fruits and "dream" house of yours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Need to start implementing charges!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The girls created nicknames for our groupie:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me: Fifi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mubarak: Baba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeeting: Ting Ting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lachimi: Mimi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fifi sonuds cute....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-4840187289430759400?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/4840187289430759400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=4840187289430759400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4840187289430759400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/4840187289430759400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2007/10/model-student.html' title='Model Student*'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29485393.post-7751025413224817586</id><published>2007-10-15T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T01:47:29.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemically relieve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been feeling so down lately...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Actually after 1st day of Raya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been thinking of my mother, school, myself and this particular "issue"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I-----------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sorry for the dash....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I deleted that part of my entry... I feel its too personal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fact:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know when some people said they turn to cigarettes when they're stress to relieve stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unfortunately its true...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not for the first timers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lately I've been smoking. (hey I'm 19 okay!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But Singapore cigarettes are the only cigarettes worth smoking cause of its quality...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why I'm smoking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because, stuff have been twirling inside my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2nd most prime stuff is my school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've skipped like soooo many lesson in these 3 weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Practically every week, there would be some lesson I would not go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If its not overdose(overslept), Its the boring lectures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its acting up on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3rd most prime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Myself, I keep worrying bout my future, and my inner self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its evolving slowly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But its like,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need to go through it, but its not cool in the eyes of others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, something rang the bell "Be yourself".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You guys wont understand this problem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its me and my alter-ego's problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its not bout fashion or anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its more to ethics and inner nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haizzz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Forget it la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know smoking after your meal is the best time to have a smoke...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Serius ask your father or whoever who smoke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You must wonder since when I know how to smoke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During my "Ah-Beng" time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Center parting hair, long wallet, long pointy comb, etc:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My primary school time. Hahaha... (shocking?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I started Primary 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wasnt the gangster type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just brothers with the "popular" kids...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not saying I'm popular la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Many people know us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;During that time smoking was "cool"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Btw I was a Prefect leh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Demoralizing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;soo stopped smoking like during Secondary 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont really care, if my parents know if I smoke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They knew the real me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Smoking its not bad in nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Only for health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Parents:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Smoking- Bad company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Smoking- Problems- money problem- attitude problem etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Smoking- refer to 1st. and becoming a bad person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dont believe in that crap la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe if you hang out with bad company and you still know your limits, its fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Example me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I actually befriend with potentially bad company. Smoke, drink, glue sniff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All kind of people I knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But I know what to do and not to do....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enough of my rants tonight....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow need to wake up early...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29485393-7751025413224817586?l=hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/feeds/7751025413224817586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29485393&amp;postID=7751025413224817586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7751025413224817586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29485393/posts/default/7751025413224817586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hush-its-aidil.blogspot.com/2007/10/chemically-relieve.html' title='Chemically relieve...'/><author><name>aidil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10309241501926213443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
