<?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-29679473</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:36:30.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces Of Me</title><subtitle type='html'>my Life have turn up siDe down....so dis will be the place i will write my broken feelings...my heart have been shattered into pieces anD here i will look into to put the pieces of my heart back...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-8622888630035616999</id><published>2008-08-15T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T01:29:52.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;" &gt; &lt;strong&gt; Taurus - Your Love Profile &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/taurus-love.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;  Your positive traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to stick with relationships - through the good and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;You are a great listener and tend to give valuable advice.&lt;br /&gt;Cautious and careful, you never jump in recklessly... saving yourself from heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your negative traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is very important to you, so much so that it's a cause of arguments in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;If your lover isn't loyal or attentive enough to you, your eyes start to wander...&lt;br /&gt;You tend to keep things inside - so your partner may not know when or why you're upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal partner:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is stable, serious, and ready to be committed to you.&lt;br /&gt;Is successful and able to provide you with the lifestyle you crave.&lt;br /&gt;A true romantic, who is willing to express their desire for your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dating style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfortable and traditional. You'd love to have a nice meal at a cozy restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction style:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love comes first for you before you'd even think of intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;Traditional: you're not a cold fish - but you're not into kink either.&lt;br /&gt;Pleasing... you always make sure that your partner is having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be willing to change your mind. Who you think is the love of your life may be very wrong for you.&lt;br /&gt;Try listening to your mate. While your stubborn streak is hard to break, sometimes your partner knows best.&lt;br /&gt;Lighten up! The first months of a relationship should be about fun, not intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best color to attract mate: Pale blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best day for a date: Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:14;" &gt; &lt;strong&gt; Your Birthdate: May 5 &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; People wouldn't take you for a passionate person - and that's where they'd be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You can develop deep emotions quickly, and you're the type most likely to move in with someone after a few dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 5th, 14th, and 23rd of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:14;" &gt; &lt;strong&gt; What People Think of Your Mouth &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/whatdoesyourmouthsayaboutyouquiz/shapely.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; People see you as both flirtatious and intimidating.&lt;br /&gt;Your friends are secretly put off by your seductive powers.&lt;br /&gt;And strangers either fear you or obsess over you - sometimes both.&lt;br /&gt;No way to fight it - you're a natural vamp. Or rake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:14;" &gt; &lt;strong&gt; How You Are In Love &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to take more than give in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;" &gt; &lt;strong&gt; What Your Feet Say About You: &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/whatdoyourfeetsayaboutyouquiz/feet.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;  You are pretty average in your expressiveness. You can express yourself well, but you don't always want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very passionate person. You are highly charged and easily inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an assertive person at times. You'll pull out all the stops to get what you want, if it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love, but once you do, you stay pretty attached to your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not easily frightened, but you have a few strong phobias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intellectual and philosophical. You are more concerned with thoughts than action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fairly hard worker, but you are also a little spoiled. You like indulge yourself every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are easily influenced by other people. You're quite impressionable, so you should only be around people who are a good influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:14;" &gt; &lt;strong&gt; Your Love Life Secrets Are &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/love.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;  Looking back on your life, you will only have one true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you may have been hurt before, you tend to bring very little scars into new relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fights, you love to debate and defend yourself. You logic prevails - or at least you'd like to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting over a break-up doesn't take long. Easy come, easy go.&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/29679473-8622888630035616999?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/8622888630035616999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/8622888630035616999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-2110794007322771711</id><published>2007-09-23T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T04:58:02.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminisences</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;as i lay here silently on my bed i still remembers the beautiful time we use to share..the meaning of love....its easy to fall in love but its much more easier to fall out of love..i was looking through someone photo album's... a very sweet couple that ended leaving the girl with confusion...their sweet memories reminds me of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this door to my heart feels like opening but at the same time feels like it should be closed...i just don't know why its so hard for me to accept someone new in my life..i just don't know why...this leaves me with question mark...i myself in a state of confusion...i myself don't know what the matter with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why??? why?? why??....that 3 letter word had always been running through my mind...maybe i have not found the rite one?? or is it maybe its just me?? haish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i look at couples being together it makes me happy and it puts a smile on my face...but i just don't know why dis door if mine is still closed...and again its why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i should just wait...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if i wait but i didn't put the effort also it wont happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the problem with me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish i myself don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope to come out with the answer to my confusion soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k time for me to put that aside..time to sahur and have a short nap as i have to go work later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-2110794007322771711?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/2110794007322771711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/2110794007322771711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/09/reminisences.html' title='Reminisences'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-8528738028418486399</id><published>2007-09-12T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T00:56:07.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A Better Man - Shayne Ward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the oceans all run dry&lt;br /&gt;Until &lt;a id="KonaLink0" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.mp3lyrics.org/s/shayne-ward/a/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 204) ! important; font-family: serif; font-weight: 400; font-size: 16px; position: static;"&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(51, 102, 204); font-family: serif; font-weight: 400; font-size: 16px; position: static; padding-bottom: 1px; background-color: transparent;"&gt;the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="border-bottom: 1px solid rgb(51, 102, 204); font-family: serif; font-weight: 400; font-size: 16px; position: static; padding-bottom: 1px; background-color: transparent;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fall from the sky&lt;br /&gt;Even if words dont seem to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Ill be addicted to your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the wind blows out the sun&lt;br /&gt;Ill still believe you are the one&lt;br /&gt;No matter what we're going through&lt;br /&gt;I'll plan to spend my nights with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you my heart wont fade&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you my soul always&lt;br /&gt;It isnt hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;You're making me a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby my love will say it all&lt;br /&gt;I'll always catch you when you fall&lt;br /&gt;And if the hard times get too much&lt;br /&gt;I'll still be craving for your touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you my heart wont fade&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you my soul always&lt;br /&gt;It isnt hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;You're making me a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;[ Lyrics provided by &lt;u&gt;www.mp3lyrics.org&lt;/u&gt; ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate my world&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate my all&lt;br /&gt;For every moment&lt;br /&gt;Your leaving me breathless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dedicate my touch&lt;br /&gt;Forevers not enough&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold on&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna hold on to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise you my heart wont fade&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you my soul always&lt;br /&gt;It isnt hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;You're making me a better man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isnt hard to understand, your&lt;br /&gt;making me a better man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-8528738028418486399?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/8528738028418486399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/8528738028418486399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/09/better-man-shayne-ward-until-oceans-all.html' title=''/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-7806498229538374950</id><published>2007-09-11T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T11:43:10.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baCk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;k its been quite a while since i last blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant really find the time to blog anymore...and this pass few weeks have been really chaos....hahakx but it was fun fun fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae yesterday was fun eventhough the movie was real bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont recommend u guys watching Apartment 1303...&lt;br /&gt;to much suspense in the movie but in the end it turn out to be a funny show rather than a horror show....DONT WATCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahakx... i will give that show 3 out 10....why 3 when i should give one...hahakx...becaause the ghost was funny tho.....hahakx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k after the movie we head out and take photos outside the cathay....den we walk all the way to penisula and to the supreme court...den all the way back tu the other way we come...hahakx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinnda of stupid though but it was fun fun fun....we snap alot of pictures in the bus...hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liling his her jeans coming down...hahaha very funny sia...hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we like laughing our ass out and make it as if nobody business laughing so loud in the bus...hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was supper fun going out with the IKEA-IAN.....thanx guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahakx....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae cant wait for the next outing that will be the Cycling at UBIN!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohooOOoOoo its been a while since i last went to Ubin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u guys there peeps....hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm it seem strange that im bloggin in the morning..hahahak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats ok...at least im a happy mood today to blog....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;-6 more days to  ___ . ; 14 more days to 9 months and still counting -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to whom it may concern....i told u i wont and i keep my words for that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk till next tyme...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-7806498229538374950?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/7806498229538374950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/7806498229538374950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/09/back.html' title='baCk'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-7228122670133098872</id><published>2007-09-11T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T11:23:04.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>APER TU SEX??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;MAK APER TU SEX????!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suatu pagi seorang anak perempuan yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;masuk sekolah primary bertanya kepada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mummynya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mummy, mummy..sex tu apa, mummy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terkulat-kulat si ibu. Terfikir dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tentang arus kemodenan zaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sekarang yang membuatkan manusia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;berfikiran terbuka, termasuklah anak-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anak yang masih kecil. Sesuai dengan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;konsep pendidikan seks yang sedang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hangat dibincangkan, mulalah si ibu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mencari-cari jawapan yang sesuai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dengan harapan anaknya takkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tertinggal dalam arus pendidikan moden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maka si ibu pun memberikan jawapan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;secara mengkiaskan kumbang dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bunga,telur yang yang menetaskan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;berudu dan seterusnya menjadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;katak,hujan serta benih yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mencetuskan tunas, diikuti dengan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pembentukan bayi dalam kandungan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sebelum mengakhiri jawapannya itu, si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ibu menyelitkan pula kisah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;percintaan antara dia dan suaminya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sejak dari zaman sekolah menengah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lagi hinggalah kepada kelahiran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seorang bayi comel iaitu si anak yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bertanya itu. Tiba-tiba si anak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;menangis teresak-esak. Si ibu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kehairanan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Eh kenapa ni?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si ibu bertanya kehairanan. Si anak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;masih juga menangis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Jawapan mummy tu panjang sangat, tapi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tempat nak tulis jawapan ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pendek.Mummy ajalah yang tulis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;waaaaa!!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kata si anak lantas menyerahkan buku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;latihan Bahasa Inggerisnya yang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pada muka depan tertulis.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAME : .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCHOOL : .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLASS : .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEX :.................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lain kali, jangan aksyen memandai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-7228122670133098872?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/7228122670133098872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/7228122670133098872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/09/aper-tu-sex.html' title='APER TU SEX??'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-7563446609530108002</id><published>2007-08-09T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T05:11:49.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Shall i?? Nah i shall NOT....hmmm&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/29679473-7563446609530108002?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/7563446609530108002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/7563446609530108002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post_09.html' title='.....'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-5997522131640833647</id><published>2007-08-06T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T00:45:47.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;k here im back bloggin after quite sometime menghilang kan diri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hahakx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;k i should say today was like any normal day....not boring nor dat fun either.today work at 7 pm....what a pathetic time...work for only 4 hours....might as well don call me to work...but still i came to work....why? coz need money hahakx....yus tried to kol me but cant get hold of me coz he dont have my no...hahakx sori yus....should have given him my no coz he wanted to ask me come early for work...darn at least i can claim more work time....k today was supposed to do hotdog but end up doing swedish shop bcoz yaya on mc so i take over her place.....and today i had to was ice cream machine again.....haish....but was it took me only 15 minutes....k dats a record breaking time hahakx....but tiring tho coz i did swish shop den wash both ice cream machine den close swish shop and den as pernormal help out in the cleaning up the dining area...didnt get the name &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'team closing'&lt;/span&gt; for nothing rite...hahakx..den ana and yaya came bcoz ana wants to pass me my cigarettes...ana and yaya help out in the cleaning process....hahakx...thanks.....k den after work as usual lepakings at our usual place....the team closing should know..hahakx..but another member join us that is dheelah....wah wah wah dah pandai buat closing....dah leh join the team closing...hahakx...k den we headed home...zul when home with dheelah...ana tumpang kan yaya alek while i when home by the usual route....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;k that was about it for today....nothing much happen today...hahakx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try my best to update regularly again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-5997522131640833647?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/5997522131640833647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/5997522131640833647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-3814223289838627680</id><published>2007-07-20T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T23:09:47.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;its been quite a while since i update my blog...hahakx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt do much today.....i overslept and wake up at 12....and i was like shit i miss class....arghhh....instead of getting up i go back to sleep hahakx.....k.....was slacking at home watching tv....then got kol from yana...she was like in orchard and was like grumpy and all.....asking asl zul off handphone....maner lar aku tahu....hahha.....k....den yana meet me under my void deck followed by zul and fudin....teach ana how to use the movie maker and as usual we talk cock....hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 6 plus set off to downtown east as i have to meet aqilah at mc cafe...it was as normal kalau kiter dah jumper comfirm kecoh....hahaha...but den it turn sour...azimah got a kol from haikal he was like maki2 her...i don care as its none of my business....den go for a smoke and saw aqilah was like been drag and thrown in from of the public by haikal....i was like what the hell sia...k i try to calm myself down as it still none of my business....den azimah went to meet haikal and came back bring me out side the mc cafe saying that haikal nak jumper ko.....i was like hell...what does that have to do with me...she say that haikal tak puas hati ko jumpe aqilah and tak suke ko jumpe aqilah.....HELLOO.....HAIKAL ko saper sak nak halang aku jumper kwn aku...u and her have not even tied the knots and u want to control her life....talking about knots u are not even his boyfriend for goodness sake.....and just bcoz u're a guy u can treat a gurl like that.....hey she's me partner in crime....i know her better den u know...we been in the same school since primary school.....and if you want to find fault with me come to me...not im suppose to come to you.....maner ke jantanan ko....aku daripada takde hal ngan ko sampai skg aku ader hal ngan ko....ko fikir ko maner nyer BIG FUCK nak suro aku dtg kat ko.....tapi sebab aku ader buah aku carek ko......ko fikir aku gentar pe ngan ko....ko nak ajak budak2 KFC ko turun....salah org lar...kwn KFC ko tu member lamer aku jugak...ko jgn luper.....kalau ko tak suker aku ckp jer kat muke aku...tak yah nak tarek kawan aku yg ko buat mcm anak patong.....ko fikir ekh....ko yg carek pasal ngan aku....kalau satu hari ko kenel pukul jgn salar kan aku memang ko yg mintak....ko cukup kenal aku.....jgn org salar tekan button aku jer k....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k enough of that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae yesterday when to hougang point(i guess so) with zul yana and yaya.....jln nyer jln at last nie yana and yaya decided to buy the simpsons t shirt....hahakx...( the picture of yana trying out the t shirt is below)...den we when to world of sport where zul bought 3 nike tshirt that cost $130 (org kaya katekan) ....as for me i bought nothing.....but im aiming on that nike bag that cost $114.....so that about it.....when back taking 72 with zul while yana took 87 and yaya took the bus home from hougang interchange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : amek gamber tu zul nyer idea. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/RqDLT5_vd2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/LRUE3fSDiFY/s1600-h/yana_simpsons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/RqDLT5_vd2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/LRUE3fSDiFY/s320/yana_simpsons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089291121774786402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-3814223289838627680?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/3814223289838627680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/3814223289838627680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/07/hmmmm.html' title='hmmmm'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/RqDLT5_vd2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/LRUE3fSDiFY/s72-c/yana_simpsons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-4328294966133110715</id><published>2007-07-07T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T12:25:27.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/Ro8Vh8Ne0rI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NuPtRR3SWDY/s1600-h/my+adidas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/Ro8Vh8Ne0rI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NuPtRR3SWDY/s320/my+adidas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084306177167119026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;k this will be a fast post...hahakx...i have to get a shower and meet my yaya and raymond at tamp int at 1....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;k yesterday i had a great day.....i didnt plan to go to school yesterday...was freaking lazy...woooohooo.......i can smell the scent of the warning letter....shit....hahakx....k don mind that....yesterday i woke up with a shock......my dad woke me up and hand me  over a 50 buCks note....i thought i was still dreaming but no its real...the smell of the 50 bucks hahakx....k that totaly wakes me up....a great method to wake someone by putting money.....hahak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;k den dad and mom wants to bring us shopping....i was like yeSsSssaaa a chance not to be missed.....shoPping with my parents is fun because i dont have to come out a single cents....hahakx....but not all of us went shopping...its me my sis mom and dad.....lil bro schooling my elder sis at KL......k firstly we went to bugis.......a lot of things was run in mind at that point of moment...many things that i want to buy.....zul told me about an adidas watch that was a limited edition...the time i laid my eyes on the adidas watch it was like love a first sight...hahakx....i wanted a nike watch but it was damn too expensive but theres always the second best thing...hahakx....k my dad get me that watch which cost $118....woooo...if i were to use my money my bank will be burn..hahahakx.....k den when to watson to buy the adidas perfume.....they come in new pakage...so niceeeeee.....hehehe.....k den i have to go work....where else my parents want to go to Mustafa Centre.......i was like shit i didnt get to follow....arghhh.....nvm i will braggggggg at my father to get me a new fone...hahakx....i braggg to get a new laptop yesterday....but he answered......u want a laptop u cant get a car....i was like....damn it....i sat down and think.....dats ok i rather have the car...hahahahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;k den i reached work.......riduan's face makes me like want to slap it.........whats with him angin jer.......but beli part nak rokok pandai carek aku......F***........i don mind about the cigarettes part but please lar dont show that stupid face at me.....k lar closing was as pernormal....yaya was super fast yesterday......shes doing busser but still cant go in and help me wash the hotdog area...SUPER THANX YAYA....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;k den me and yaya went to to the BATTLEFIELD to meet up with TJ BB and BS........then we headed off to lau pat sat to have supper.....me BB and TJ had satay but as usual BB had more den satay he also had mee goreng.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;k thats whats mostly happend yesterday...i will update more at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(heres the pics of the watch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/Ro8UkcNe0oI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LPPj6wwDwMA/s1600-h/my+adidas+opened.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/Ro8UkcNe0oI/AAAAAAAAAAU/LPPj6wwDwMA/s320/my+adidas+opened.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084305120605164162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/Ro8UkcNe0pI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Usce2k9_qhc/s1600-h/my+adidas+watch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/Ro8UkcNe0pI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Usce2k9_qhc/s320/my+adidas+watch.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084305120605164178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/Ro8UksNe0qI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wTpUIbxG6LM/s1600-h/my+adidas+watch+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/Ro8UksNe0qI/AAAAAAAAAAk/wTpUIbxG6LM/s320/my+adidas+watch+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084305124900131490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-4328294966133110715?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/4328294966133110715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/4328294966133110715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/07/k-this-will-be-fast-post.html' title=''/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/Ro8Vh8Ne0rI/AAAAAAAAAAs/NuPtRR3SWDY/s72-c/my+adidas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-2179784008632506251</id><published>2007-07-06T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T01:09:18.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bygones be bygones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;k lets bygones be bygones....i guess we are just no meant to be together so maybe lets jus stay the way we are friends =)....so now im moving on with my life.....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(to that someone i have no grudges against u dont worry...friends??)&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;today was just like any ordinary day just that i went to catch a movie with yana,yaya,zul and shahid....k today i skip my maths lecture just to watch movie with them before zul sets off to go for Area 8 ATC Camp...hahakx...take care zul.....ingat ko jage cadet bukan cadet jage medic k...hahakx k stop crapping.....so we catch the movie TRANSFORMER.....had a hell a lot of fun....as usual zul will always fight with yana and yaya will fight with shahid...so what did i do?? watch at the free show and laugh at thier nonsense...like small kids...hahakx....but the fights can sometimes leave a real pain...hahakx....lucky for me im always the angel......*whistle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;k den we head out to this fitness corner near block 148 at tampines......jus sit down for a while and as normal talk cork.....hahakx....as usual im hungry a nite...so we went to 915 to eat while zul  want to go home and rest as he have a camp 2morrow and shahid went to work.....when to 915 and meet hazam , safiuddin and his friend....den i have fish burger while yana had chicken burger......den BB came......den as ussual we will lepak and talk cork again...hahaha....den we set off for home at 11.40......yana and BB went home by bike while i and yaya went home my bus....k basically that what happens....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well i have a lot of fun hanging out with my TEAM CLOSING.....they are CRAZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.....hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-2179784008632506251?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/2179784008632506251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/2179784008632506251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/07/bygones-be-bygones.html' title='bygones be bygones'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-3846106539370050730</id><published>2007-07-02T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T21:29:42.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you dont deserve to be in my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;today ain't a good day for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;heartbroken actually...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i feel kinda hard want to blog today....i cant seem to write down the word of my feelings...haish...all this while waiting was all just a waste of time..useless....im so stupid....yea stupid to wait for her...once again my heart had been played with.....how stupid can i be to be fooled again....again and again i fall for the same trick.....all this while....all the words....all the promise was all just simply lies....why me....can u explain to me why....why must it be my heart that u want to play with....what wrong did i ever to do to receive this from you?? can u please explain....why now?? why didn't you do this before i even fall for you.....u lied to me.....its seems so hard for me to believe what just happened...you just not the person i know in the pass.....you changed a lot...and i meant it a lot....i didn't thought u will change till what u are not....seriously what happen to the old you....have you ever thought of how i feel? have you ever thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;how much pain have u caused?? no...no u don't...u just think about yourself.... your sorry wont even heal the pain that im going through.....how would you feel if you were in my place....i doubt so u would even know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;it just seems like my life is crashing down....once again u leaves me with a broken heart....and i will swear that if you ever come to my life again you will not be accepted...i had enough of lies...enough with your game....enough chances i given you...enough pain i had to bear....you are just making my life miserable.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;the four letters words are just illusions....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i had enough of that four letters word...it will take time for my heart to heal....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i dont think i will be accepting anyone into my heart for the time being....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P.S : To that someone...thank you so much what you had done to me...you had make me wiser and stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-3846106539370050730?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/3846106539370050730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/3846106539370050730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-dont-deserve-to-be-in-my-heart.html' title='you dont deserve to be in my heart'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-893579127534493862</id><published>2007-07-02T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T02:33:45.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;k....here am i blogging....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;some ppl ask me to update after a few days not updating....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;kindda of down thats why i have no mood to update..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;k lets put that a side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aniwae weak up at 12.20 pm if not for zaidi msg i msg have doooze of till 3...hahaha..den when to meet yana at 2.30pm.....but before that kol zul mcm nak nak mampos tak angkat...tido mampos tol tu zul....org yg ido kol 5 pagi dah bangun...k after meet yana went to zaidi house coz hehave a s&lt;/span&gt;mall celebration for his birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY ZAIDI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;May all wishes for this joyous day come true and i hope succeed in everything you do..AMIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;after that go to work....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;as normal work was a leaving hell but still i find joy during working hahakx...well i should say that today my work was not so bad....for the first hour i take over the kitchen as Angie want to go for her brake....fry the curry puff do the salmon sandwitch.....preety and easy job...but its not that easy....frying the curry puff in a very big fryer and at one short carry the curry puff...u can really build your muscle carry those curry puff...hahaha....and the salmon sandwitch u have to remember which is to be done first.....want to know whats in the salman sandwitch please come to IKEA and try it usself.....hahakx....den the next hour i did the food tasting for the Swedish Meatball...should call it lucky coz i only do for an hour of food tasting...ahhaha..den have my break...and after that i juz help out the staff where i can....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yea  preety much that way..as normal balek keje lepak kejap den zul had to go my house to use the internet to send his project as his internet is still down....den went to 7-11 as me and zul are hungry...hahaha....den accompany zul till the bus stop and he flag a taxi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;thats  preety much what happen today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;time to ZzZ.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-893579127534493862?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/893579127534493862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/893579127534493862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/07/k.html' title=''/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-5050428882070094316</id><published>2007-06-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T00:09:21.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/y4lDyFjHgs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/y4lDyFjHgs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shayne Ward - You're Not Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; she's getting out of bed&lt;br /&gt;at half past ten&lt;br /&gt;she starts to comb her hair&lt;br /&gt;just an ordinary day&lt;br /&gt;she looks at her reflection&lt;br /&gt;off the wall&lt;br /&gt;why do i care at all&lt;br /&gt;just an ordinary day&lt;br /&gt;an ordinary day&lt;br /&gt;that's hurting you&lt;br /&gt;don't hide out inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;if you only let the sunshine on you&lt;br /&gt;i promise you&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;when the lights go out at night&lt;br /&gt;when you're feeling lost inside&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;when your world is falling down&lt;br /&gt;i will be the one around&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;she's waiting for the bus it's 12.59&lt;br /&gt;she's sitting on her own&lt;br /&gt;just an ordinary day&lt;br /&gt;she's looking at the people&lt;br /&gt;passing her by&lt;br /&gt;it could be you and i&lt;br /&gt;they would never dream&lt;br /&gt;of slowing down&lt;br /&gt;to see if she's alright&lt;br /&gt;don't hide out inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;if you only let the sunshine on you&lt;br /&gt;i promise you&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;when the lights go out at night&lt;br /&gt;when you're feeling lost inside&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;when your world is falling down&lt;br /&gt;i will be the one around&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;i'm hurting&lt;br /&gt;she's hurting&lt;br /&gt;i'm hurting, she's hurting&lt;br /&gt;i'm so alone&lt;br /&gt;when the lights go out at night&lt;br /&gt;when you're feeling lost inside&lt;br /&gt;you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;i will be the one around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;this song actually goes to a friend of mine who been very lonely. Hey friend you got us around aites... =)&lt;/span&gt;&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/29679473-5050428882070094316?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/5050428882070094316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/5050428882070094316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/06/shayne-ward-youre-not-alone-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-7158995517628310829</id><published>2007-06-26T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T23:26:05.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;k here am i after a few days of not blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant seem to find the time to blog or is it juz me lazy to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahakx....k lar didn't do that much pass few days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to Afdal house at 12 den slack till 4...meet up with ana and zul to survey our upcoming event that is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IKEA Chalet for part timers&lt;/span&gt;......hahakx...yea....so we went to the Aranda country club as the pricing on the internet is afordable but what the hack upon reaching the reception they say that the pricing have change...F***....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;don u guys update your web page&lt;/span&gt;......this is bad service to us as it dampen our mood...but luckly we did or research on coasta sand too...and costa sand have the best pakage....we did all the brain storming juz now and called up all the part timers to comfirm with them the amount that they will be paying......and all the part timers give a go ahead....thats what i like about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KEA P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;art timers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATU HATI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hahakx....i love u guys man!! hehe......plan plan pla and we forget about the time...it was like 9 pm....hahakx and ana have to go home early so we head home...ana took 21 where else me  and zul took 3 home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats what basically happen today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but had quite a fun hanging with them.... k lar time to watch tv...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-7158995517628310829?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/7158995517628310829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/7158995517628310829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_26.html' title='...'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-1471354734286258384</id><published>2007-06-18T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T01:21:09.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baCk..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;heyhey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;its been quite a while i didnt update...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;preety busy with work and all the events..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;last two days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;we had an &lt;strong&gt;IKEA part time BBQ&lt;/strong&gt;...hahakx....it was a hell a lot of fun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;had a really great time at the pit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and we had cake for the birthday girl &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Deelah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BDAE DEELAH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it wont be fun if there no sabo rite...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahakx...hell yea there was saboing sesion all thanx to the evil mind of hana...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st to be sabo was of coz the bdae girl..haha she was like covered with corn flour..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha...&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;curry powder and not forgetting sea water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...haha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but she is not as wet as irna...haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd to be sabo is irna bcoz she is leaving IKEA...hahakx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its like a tradition we have...anyone who quit IKEA we will sabo...haha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so want to to quit might want think &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TWICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...haha....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;irna was really drenched with sea water..she had the same treatment like Dhellah but more of curry powder...haha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;her white shirt become yellow...haha &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sori irna its not always u get a different colour shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then all hell broke lose...not only they two being sabo....but all..hahaha.....but the most unfortunate was Sharz...hahaha.....not in fault also being sabo...haha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well it was very fun...den we when to the toilet to was up...and head to Cheers....i bought two can of redbull to keep me awake....and yes we didnt sleep the whole night...haha...aniwae&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAN UR FART IS DAMN SMELLY!! FCUK!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hehehe....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the next morning everyone that is left was like zombie...haha.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me zul hana and yaya head ut to downtown mac to have our breakfast...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what digusting is dat when i turn my head around i saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this man whose armpit hair daggling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;EWWWWWWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....luckyly i finished my meal...haha....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after about and hour head home where zul want to take a taxi so i hop on...hehe..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i sleep from 9 am to 7 pm...damn tired...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yesterday nothing much happen....watch constatine dan te wolfden sleep...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;today i wake late for work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;was suppose to start work at 11 but i woke up at 10.50...haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i had a fast shower and had my cloths on and puffff im out of the off...ucky i got a taxi juzs on time and reached work at 11.05.....that was really damn fast...haha....lucky tham night shift...hahaor else kena F...hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;finish work at 8 den went to 915 to meet the rest.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;den head home at 11.30...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and now here i am infront of the laptop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY LAPTOP HARDDISK CRASH!!! FCUK!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;damn it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;signing off&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-1471354734286258384?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/1471354734286258384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/1471354734286258384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/06/back.html' title='baCk..'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-4603969270298089464</id><published>2007-06-13T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T02:09:35.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Here i am again in the early morning updating my blog...cant really put myself to sleep i don't really know whats the reason. Is there a reason to all this that is happening. But i did quite a lot of thinking about my life and how my future i would like to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Each time passes by theres not a single second im not missing you. When i look into your face it reminds me of the beautiful time we share in the past. I made the greatest mistake in my life, that was letting you go. I now realised how much u meant to me. You are the greatest give that i could ever imagine of. You endure all the pain and peservier through and carry on with life even the pain is unbarerable. You inner strength catches my attention. I realised that u are not just and ordinary girl, you are much more then ordinary. Words cant discribe how beautiful you are not juz externally but also internally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;k lets drop the sentimental part and let me note down what happen today. well today nothing much happen...i was slacking at home till 5 where i work up and get ready to go to work and reached there around 5.45 pm. as usual today at work place....i did the toasting today....a work as pernormal we would crack stupid jokes and laugh like a mad person...hahakx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;well basically i have nothing to say much tosay about today as nothing magnificant happen today....as usual finish work go down an play taiti with raymond yaya and ana...ahakx....set home at 11.30 and reached home at 12..quite a boring today...yea boring..but my buddies at work makes my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;sleeping late again i guess as its oredy 2.08 in the morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-4603969270298089464?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/4603969270298089464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/4603969270298089464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/06/here-i-am-again-in-early-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-1687777861181752899</id><published>2007-06-12T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T03:10:41.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;k here am i not yet asleep....its going to be 3 am in 19 mins and im like still awake....i have been sleeping really late this past few days..been doing a lot of thinking..haish..somethings juz makes me confused...don even know if she still have the feelings for me..this result me to be uncertain to myself...haish...well nvm about that let me note down the thing that happen today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;well here goes...it was like 12 plus in the afternoon and i awaken by the knocking at my door....it was somehow or rather strange to see my grand parents coming to my house....i ask my mom on what occasion did my grand parents came as my parent are the one who brought my grandparents. well she said that my mom said that "kawan kakak ko nak datang". i was like huh?? if my sis friend want to come what does that to do with my grand parents. then i ask my mom "Mak kakak nak kahwin ke?" and she replied me "yea kakak ko nak kahwin" . i at first does not believe my mom coz she told me as if she was joking. but i found it was true. hahakx..my sis guy came with his parents to seek permission. i was damn shock.after discussing they agreed to tie the knot after a year. wow at first i dont think dis thing would come so soon and yet it did. time flies so fast and now my second sis is getting married in a year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;then i went to to bedok interchange to meet zul and ana as yaya have not reached coz we plan to buy the bbq things today. ana was like zul personal financial consultant. hahakx as every cents counts juz to cut cost...hahakx....after paid for the items a guy approach us and ask if we want to buy carton cigarettes...we were shock...his talks was convince us to buy the cigarettes as we are also looking for someone that sells carton cigarette..so without hesitation zul went to withdraw money to buy the carton. as first he only wants one of us to follow but we negotiate to bring me and zul den he said ok.....he got suspicious when he brings us to th back of sheng shiong and ask to wait there and pass him the money as he gets the carton....we thinks he was really selling us the carton but in the end after half an hour past he didnt he return....bloody fucker....we should have asked him to bring the carton first before we handed the money to him..but that doesnt cross out mind at that point...haish....zul im sori bout the money....dats ok makes this a lesson to us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;well after that i had to flag a cab as i was late to meet BB and TJ...i was suppose to meet them at 8 but ended up meeting them at 9..goosh...im like an hour late....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(aniwae sori &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;zul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;ana&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;yaya&lt;/span&gt; for not helping u guys carry all those stuff.....that guy really makes us lost out mood and spoil our plan )&lt;/span&gt;..me BB and TJ had our dinner and we talk about life and future..hahakx...den when home at 11 and reached home almost 12........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;basically the day was fine but juz bcoz of that idiotic guy we lost our mood. well till here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;ps. To that someone i miss u badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-1687777861181752899?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/1687777861181752899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/1687777861181752899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-4379315573851434458</id><published>2007-06-11T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T02:23:05.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im baCk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Wow..its been quite a while since i last blog....hahakx...well im kinda of bored now and its like 2.05 am and im not asleep yet. Been sitting down thinking what to do den i remembered about my blog hahakx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well didnt did much today...was quite a normal day for me..wake up at 12+ pm....i have been waking up quite late dis pass few weeks since after i go poly....hahakx....i guess this poly life makes me wake up late...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;ok back to what i did today, well wake up den just slack around watch tv. Then had my shower at 3 plus in the afternoon...hahakx quite late..very lazy...den get ready to set off to work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazingly i was very early today...start work at 5 but im oredy at work at 4...hahakx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;but i didnt start work straight away..sit down and print the name for my name tag bcoz my first name tag got lost. den go down to smoke with yaya. hahakx...get scolded by tham for taking our sweet time smoking...haha....start work immediately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Work was really tiring...i had to toast the bun...prepare the bun...serve the coustomer...prepare the hotdog...make the ice cream all by myself...and there was like a very long Q....den raihana took over my place as i was suppuse to do the swiss shop....top up the swiss shop den go for my break den fry curry puff....thrown to do hotdog again...back to swiss shop...wash the two big ice cream machine close the swiss shop and all....wah...damn tired....i was like thrown every where....haish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;but dats ok....money still counts... hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;as usual after work i and the rest will slack at the carpark...zul his parents pick him up and left me raihana and yaya....pathetic...hahaha only 3 people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Aniwae yaya now good at playing taiti...hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;well went home at about 11.40 and reached home at 12+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;aniwae hoooray 2morrow off day..hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;well thats what basically happen today in my life..boring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;but yet i find it interesting..hahakx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;i guess i will be sleeping soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-4379315573851434458?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/4379315573851434458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/4379315573851434458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back.html' title='im baCk'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-115897443791373027</id><published>2006-09-23T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T09:33:16.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird 9/11 facts....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:#ff0000;" &gt;9/11 Facts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Message: 1) New York City has 11 letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;2) Afghanistan has 11 letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;3) Ramsin Yuseb (The terrorist who threatened to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;destroy the Twin Towers in 1993) has 11 letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;4) George W Bush has 11 letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;5) The two twin towers make an "11"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;This could be a mere coincidence, but this gets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;more interesting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;1) New York is the 11th state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;2) The first plane crashing against the Twin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;Towers was flight number 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;3) Flight 11 was carrying 92 passengers. 9 + 2 =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;4) Flight 77 which also hit Twin Towers, was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;carrying 65 passengers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;6+5 = 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;5) The tragedy was on September 11, or 9/11 as it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;is now known. 9 + 1+ 1 = 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;6) The date is equal to the US emergency services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;telephone number 911.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;9 + 1 + 1 = 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;Sheer coincidence..?! Read on and make up your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;1) The total number of victims inside all the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;hi-jacked planes was 254. &gt;2 + 5 + 4 = 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;2) September 11 is day number 254 of the calendar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;Again 2 + 5 + 4 = 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;3) The Madrid bombing took place on 3/11/2004. 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;1 + 1 + 2 + 4 = 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;4) The tragedy of Madrid happened 911 days after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;the Twin Towers incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;Sheer coincidence..?! Read on and make up your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;Now this is where things get totally eerie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;The most recognised symbol for the US, after the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;Stars &amp; Stripes, is the Eagle. The following verse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;is taken from the Quran, the Islamic holy book:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;"For it is written that a son of Arabia would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;awaken a fearsome Eagle. The wrath of the Eagle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;would be felt throughout the lands of Allah and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;lo, while some of the people trembled in despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;still more rejoiced: for the wrath of the Eagle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;cleansed the lands of Allah and there was peace."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;That verse is number 9.11 of the Quran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;Still uncovinced about all of this..?! Try this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;and see how you feel afterwards, it made my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;stand on end:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;Open Microsoft Word and do the followingTRY THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;FOR REAL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;1. Type in capitals Q33 NY. This is the flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;number of the first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;plane to hit one of the Twin Towers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;2. Highlight the Q33 NY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;3. Change the font size to 48.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;4. Change the actual font to the WINGDINGS 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;scary huh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-115897443791373027?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115897443791373027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115897443791373027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2006/09/weird-911-facts.html' title='Weird 9/11 facts....'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-115574144062312055</id><published>2006-08-16T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T23:17:20.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My NaMe iS "METH"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;weLL this iS a poeM that i reaD and i tHink it is really meaning fuLL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i destroy homes, i tear families apart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;take your children, and that's just the start.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sorrow i bring is a sight to behold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you need me, remember i'm easily found;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i live all around you-in school and in town.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i live with the rich, i live with the poor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i live down the street, and maybe next door.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm made in a lab, but not like you think,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can be made under the kitchen sink.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in you child's closet, and even in the woods,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if this scares you to death, well it certainly should.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have name, but there's one you know best,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i' m sure you've heard of me, my name is crystal meth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my power is awesome, try me you'll see,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but if you do, you may never break free.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just try me once and i might let you go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but try me twice, and i'll own your soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i possess you, you'll steal and you'll lie,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you do what you have to-- jus to get high&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the crimes you'll commit for my narcotic charm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will be worth the pleasure you'll feel in you arms.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll lie to you mother, you'll steal from ur father,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;whe you see their tears, and you should feel sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you'll forget your morals and how you were raised,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be your conscience, i'll teach you my way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i take kids away from parents, and parents from kids,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i turn peoplefrom god, and seperate friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll take everything from you, you looks and your pride,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be with you always -- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;right by your side.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll give up everything -- you family, your home,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you friends, your money, and you'll be alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll take and take, till you ahve nothing more to give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when im finished with you, you'll be lucky to live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you try me be warned - this is no a game,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if give the chance, i'll you insane.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll ravish you body, i'll control your mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll own you completely, you soul will be mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the nightmare i'll give you while you lying in bed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the voices you'll hear, from inside your head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sweats, the shakes, the vision you'll see,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want you to know, and these are all gift from me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but then it's too late, you'll know in your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that you are mine, and we shall not apart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll regret that you tried me, they always do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you came to me, not i to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be you master, you will be my slave,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i'll even go with you, when you go to the grave.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now that you have met me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;what will you do??&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will you try me or not?? it's all up to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can bring you more misery than words can tell,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;come take my hand, let me lead you to hell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This poem was wrote by a young indian girl who was in jail for drugs charges, and was addicted to meth. As you have jus read , she fully grasped the horrors of the drug, as she tells in this simple, yet profound poem. She was released from jail, true to her story, the drug owned her. They found her dead not long after, with a needle still in her arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/29679473-115574144062312055?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115574144062312055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115574144062312055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-name-is-meth.html' title='My NaMe iS &quot;METH&quot;'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-115528928717426513</id><published>2006-08-11T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T17:41:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends = Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is no &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;beginning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Yesterday is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;history&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Tomorrow is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mystery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Today is a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gift&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/29679473-115528928717426513?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115528928717426513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115528928717426513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2006/08/friends-angels.html' title='Friends = Angels'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-115528890778394904</id><published>2006-08-11T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T13:36:09.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is juz a story that i pick out from an email:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One day, when I was a freshman in high school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;His name was Kyle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It looked like he was carrying all of his books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He must really be a nerd." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had quite a weekend planned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My heart went out to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and I saw a tear in his eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They really should get lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;There was a big smile on his face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He said he had gone to private school before now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I stopped him and said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"He just laughed and handed me half the books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When we were seniors, we began to think about college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kyle was valedictorian of our class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I teased him all the time about being a nerd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He had to prepare a speech for graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak Graduation day, I saw Kyle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He looked great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Boy, sometimes I was jealous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today was one of those days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I could see that he was nervous about his speech. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Thanks," he said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am going to tell you a story." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Not until that moment did I realize its depth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Never underestimate the power of your actions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With one small gesture you can change a person's life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For better or for worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look for God in others.&lt;/em&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/29679473-115528890778394904?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115528890778394904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115528890778394904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2006/08/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-115413069474641532</id><published>2006-07-29T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T07:51:34.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No One Is Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everyone has flaws, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;makes mistakes, feels guilty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Im not perfect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp; so are u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So just overlook my imperfections,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; ignore my flaws, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;forgive my mistakes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp; learn to live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well if u cant, its not my damn fuckin problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;amp; stop stereotyping me 4 heaven's sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Its a deadly sin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-115413069474641532?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115413069474641532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115413069474641532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-one-is-perfect.html' title='No One Is Perfect'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-115330918367626863</id><published>2006-07-19T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T19:39:43.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sori.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;haish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is going out to all the peeps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that thinks that i have broke their heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from the bottom of my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have no intention of breakin any of ur heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but theres a reason to why i did dis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe after i tell my reason u would say bullshit to my reasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but thats ok coz i know i deserve to receive ur vulgarities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u may think that im thinking about myself &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but again theres a lesson to be learn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what i hope is that u guys would be more confident and strongger in future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and not let love and fantasy tak charge of ur life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz it cud destroy ur life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from the bottom of my heart im saying sori to u guys for breakin ur heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i really hope that we cud stay as frens instead of enermies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if u guys still have doubts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pls do approach me and ask for my explanation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sori....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-115330918367626863?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115330918367626863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115330918367626863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2006/07/sori.html' title='Sori.....'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-115172606370588605</id><published>2006-07-01T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T11:54:23.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the heLL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6432/3168/1600/Public%20Performance%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6432/3168/320/Public%20Performance%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;      &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;( A pic after outside the KFC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where should i start.....hmm......its been quite a while since i last updated my blog.....well lets start wif yesterday......me and my classmates and friends went to my skool Public Performance....i and safiuddin take off from home at about 3.45 and meet up wif aqilah azimah inside the bus.....den wait for the rest at the Small Mac at Tamp interchange....Den we took the bus to parkway parade to have our early dinner at Banquet....den we proceed to the Victoria Junior College by a taxi bcoz they want to have a glem appearance...hahakx...we reached the VJC at about 6+ going to 7...den i saw her....outside the VJC......the her is actually my ex the one dat i love most....well what i can say...i really want to see her....i was actualli really happie to see her....k....lets forget about her.....lets continue.......we were den ushered at the entrance into the auditorium and out seat.....wow lyke VIP....hahakx....i had a freat tyme from the tyme i step out of my house until after the interval where my modd was realy dampened by her....shit what did i do to her?? i did not even talk to her...not even near her....but she was really angri....what did i ever do wrong?? she walked pass me and shouted something at me but i cant figure out what she say....den she go and look at me atas bawah......like WHAT THE HELL SIA......what did i do to her?? and she reali dampened my mood yesterday...actualli i don want to go for a drink after the consert but bcoz of her making me to drink......was reall FCUKIN STRESS OUT......i drank 3/4 of the bottle and my friend drinnk only 1/4 of it....i was oredy half drunk......i wanted to buy one more but they disallow me.....they had to hold me as i was not walking starigh...i was actalli aware of my sorrounding but my head became really heavy after drinking....then they plan to go for supper at bedok KFC.....after that i oredy ok.....hahakx.....i even had a smoke first before taking the taxi home....hahakx.....den reach home almost 12 am.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;k lar till here......aniwae would like to congrats my skool on the great performance that was totally script by our own teachers and played by our greenview very own student.....CONGRATS PEEPS~!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/29679473-115172606370588605?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115172606370588605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115172606370588605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-hell.html' title='what the heLL...'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-115163820463768065</id><published>2006-06-30T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T11:30:04.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post That Worth Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You might agree with it, but it actuallyhappens that 99% of girls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; don't realize it till it istoo late and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that guy who did it is so frustrated that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;he has moved on to someone who will take notice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From a guys point of view:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We don't care if you talk to other guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We don't care if you're friends with other guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But when you're sitting next to us,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; and somerandom guy walks into the room and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; you jump up and tackle him,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; without even introducing us, yeah,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it pisses us off.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him forten minutes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We don't care if a guy calls you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but at 2 in themorning we do get a little concerned. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing isthat important at 2 a.m. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that it can't wait till themorning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also, when we tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/gorgeous/ cute/ stunning,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; we freaking mean it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't tell us we're wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll stop trying to convince you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_________________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't be mad when we hold the door open.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take Advantage of the mood im in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LET US PAY FOR YOU!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DON'T "FEEL BAD"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We enjoy doing it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's expected.Smile and say &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"thank you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kiss us when no one's watching.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking,we'll be more impressed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't have to get dressed up for us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If we're going out with you in the first place, youdon't have to feel the need to wear the shortestskirt you have or put on every kind of makeup youown.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We like you for WHO you are and not WHAT youare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honestly, i think a girl looks more beautiful whenshe's just in her pj's. or my tshirt and boxers, notall dolled up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't take everything we say seriously.Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.Don't get angry easily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;________________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stop using magazines/media as your bible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't talk about how hott Morris Chesnutt, BradPitt, or Jesse McCartny is in front of us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's boring, and we don't care.You have girlfriends for that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever happened to theword "handsome"/"beautiful"I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted mewith "Hey handsome!" instead of "Hey baby/ stud/cutie/sexy" or whatever else you can think of.on the other hand im not sayin i woulndnt like itether ; )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls, I cannot stress this enough:&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF YOU AREN'T BEING TREATED RIGHT BY AGUY, DON'T WAIT FOR HIM TO CHANGE. DITCHTHIS SORRY, DISGRACE-TO-THE-MALE-POPULATION ASS, AND FIND SOMEONE WHOWILL TREAT YOU WITH UTTER RESPECT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone who will honor your morals.Someone who will make you smile when you're atyour lowest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone who will care for you even when youmake mistakes.Someone who will love you, no matter how badyou make them feel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone who will stop what they're doing just tolook you in theeyes and say "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" .......&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND ACTUALLY MEAN IT!`&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/29679473-115163820463768065?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115163820463768065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115163820463768065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2006/06/post-that-worth-reading.html' title='A Post That Worth Reading'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-115072005929674845</id><published>2006-06-19T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T20:27:39.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day by day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;k let me start with yesterday....did not have the tyme to update my blog yesterday.....so what did i do....hmm....basically i did nothing....i was purely at home yesterday.....was a very good boi yesterday...hahakx sits at hime the whole day....why?? coz i did not sleep the other day repairing the comp....i was infront of the computer from morning to at nite....guess wat? i did not have a bath yesterday....hahakx..bath did not even cross my mind yesterday....i was actualli busy installing all the programmes back till i forget to bath...hahakx....den at 7.30 pm pass the comp to my adk coz i want to watch LorD Of The Ring....den at 10.30 i watch Las Vegas on channel 5...hahakx..i LoOoOOOOikEeEeEeEeEee....hahakx....i tried my best not to miss that show.....hahakx...pathetic rite.....hahakx...well that basically i did the whole day...hahakx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Basically the guys Me , aKiO, FuDiN, HaFiZ aND Wan went to Pulau Ubin today...akio and hafiz meet me and fudin at tamp afghanistan to buy cigarette den we took the no 9 bus to changi...as soon as we reached Changi i ran to the toilet...hahakx cannot hold it for any longer...hahakx...and once again the Organiser was late by half an hour....hahakx....while waiting for the rain to stop the rest had their breakfast first at changi...den the rain slowly stops...so when they had finish eating we head out to changi jetty to board a bumboat to Pulau Ubin....actualli there is so many things to be said when we there hahakx....but i don think i can type it out all.....so i will juz surmmarise it...hahakx....once again aKiO make us laugh with his expression on the face when we disturb him...hahakx...sori akio....no joke no fun....hope no hard feelings....we went from road to off road....it was fun....but it was a hell of tiring ride.....hope akio loss some kG hahakx....k lar till here lar......aniwae wan took a hell lot of pics...hahakx....k tata...to tired to type.....&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/29679473-115072005929674845?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115072005929674845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115072005929674845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-by-day.html' title='day by day...'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-115059558360559728</id><published>2006-06-18T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T09:53:03.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did i miss anything??</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm...where should i start...hahakx....i have been 3 days since i lasted post a blog......i was so tired and dis comp makes trouble.....i did not sleep the hold night yesterday bcoz of di comp....i started with rebooting the comp with hoping that my documents and musics all will still be intact but an error occour which forces me to reformatted my comp.....haish and now all my document and 500++ music are gone...juz lyke dat......hahakx...but dats ok.......if the police come to clain dat i download hahakx it have no proove....all have gone and deleted.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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;now tyme to start downloading again...hahakx....pathetic rite...idiot me......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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;hmm...so about yesterday.....i got off from my house at 1.30pm to kembangan to collect a window XP cd for my comp......i was hoping it would take a long tyme but i wrongly calculated and judge the tyme and i was and 1 hour early...it took me only half an hour to reach kembangan by mrt and collect the CD.....den i reached CT hall at about 2.30....darn that was fast......the meeting actualli will start at 3.30.....then i sat at the stairways to raffles city and took out my notebook and write all the point to be disccussed for the meeting while waiting for aDeQ.....20 mins later aDeQ arrived den we were waiting for my aDk Naj......den go to know she was running late and asked us to proceed first....so we did and makeour way to marina......den i got a msg from my couzin saying that he is at the esplanade area.....so i and aDeQ decided to make a detour for a while and meet my couzin for a smoke.....after smoking aDeQ and i proceed back to marina....we were suppose to meet at starbucks but damn full was it....hahakx...den saw abg xisco and kak frina ...den came daya.....den we decided to have the meeting at the BK...den change placce again at the KFC...hahakx....den one by one came.....Naj came.....den aKiO followed by sis kissy......den we proceed with the meeting.....and story go on and on on.....no cant tell whatw dicussed in the meeting hahakx....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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;weLL the meeting was quite a short one...ussually it will take hours after hours of discussion....we ended the meeting at about 6.30......den me , Naj , aDeQ , daya and aKiO went to esplenade to meet my cousins again then we proceed to marina bay....there was a hell alot of "BUDAK2" at esplenade...there was the skins...the matreps......the minahs2....the punks.......and etc.....from what i could see and judgement that there going to be a fight there...hahakx.....so what the hacks...we walk to marina and lepaking s at coffe bein there......we sits chatted and laugh like mad peeps.....hahakx....it was pity that aKiO was the victim...hahakx......den came baDbOyZ......den we talk2......till 8 den aDeQ , my cousinz and his frens had to make a move.....so left me baDboyZ aKio NaJ and daya.......we talk more about ewah2...and stuff......hahakx....till 9.30 den we decided to go home...me naj and akio took the train at raffles mrt station while badboyz gave daya a ride home on his bike....hahakx....me naj and akio all go seperate ways......naj took the west side mrt...i take the east side mrt....while akio took the north side train...hahakx......i sat at the last cabin.....den at ct hall came dis a plesant gal seated not quite far from me....she was with he friend.......hahakx....could say cute and plesant.....she keep looking at me...as if she knows me.....but i don think i reme,ber knowing her.....well but i don bother uch...buts shel was looking at me at the way from ct hall to tanah merah where drop off.....hahakx....while her friend drop with me at pasir ris.......den toook the bus home and repair this idiotic comp......till now yet sleep...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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;k ar till here.....later at nite will write in agin...tata...&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/29679473-115059558360559728?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115059558360559728'/><link 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a hell lot of fun yesterday hahakx...we when bowling which was very fun and i had the highest score of 133 hahakx...was competting wif muff with the point in the end i wont her by 22 points.....pathetic rite....hahakx....nvm muff we will compete again next tyme orites...hahax...den we went for dinner at BK...wow i was really full...i had turkey bacon cheese buger meal.....hahakx....den we went to esplenade....hahakx....had really a great tyme there...with us telling all kind of stupid jokes and laughing like crazy guys and gals....hahakx......den at about 8 most of them when home and left me..cicak....momok...muff....elite.....fudin....mas joko...nasri....and my crazy sedare hafiz......hahakx....we went to boat quey den to clark quey......we took a hell lot of pictures...damn fun....hahakx.....we take a pic at the fountain.....was really drenched but still had fun...hahakx...it was oredy 9 pm by that tyme....was oredy tired but still keep on going and put  abig smile at the face hahakx...but we are still crazy...den we plan to walk back to the esplenade and take the mrt home from there hahakx.....but when we reached esplenade all was oredy tired and was lepaking at esplenade...mas joko even take a short nap.hahakx....den we comtinue to the mrt and from there we go our seperate ways home...hehe.....well really had a great tyme yeterday......THANX FOR THE GREAT DAY GUYS~!! LOVE YOU ALL~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-115036429344970641?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115036429344970641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115036429344970641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shattersdreams.blogspot.com/2006/06/happie-me.html' title='happie me....'/><author><name>iZzUdDiN havE juS sCriBbLeD hiS LiFe @</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15633633338273629945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jZr5a40s2ds/SK3J97ungII/AAAAAAAAABQ/gO61Og8kUTY/S220/DSC00210.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29679473.post-115025166553346606</id><published>2006-06-14T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T10:21:05.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;aniwae yea about yesterday....i slept at about 5 am......den woke up 7am.....pathetic sleep only for 2 hours...woke up den make my bed..had my shower...get all thing ready den went out of the house @ 9 am....den i wrongly calculated the time...hahakx....thought dat i would reach @ 10 am...but i reached bedok interchange too early....tried to catch some sleep in the bus...but coudnt....luckily momok bro sms me and said that he was also going to reach bedok ealier den he thinks...so i meet momok bro and when to the giant at bedok buy some snacks and drinks at 7 eleven for the outing at ECP...then when back to the interchange and waited for my fren safiuddin....we taught that the organiser would came early but in the end the organiser came half an hour the tyme that he set...hahakx...den we went to ECP by taxi...we had a hell lot of fun yesterday......it is so called a guys day out at the beach....outr mood were dampened when the the rain came.....darn....hahakx....then we quickly change up and pack out things....den we went to play pool....for 2 hours if im not wrong...den we wen for lunch at maC.....den go dis one preety gurl hahakx...kene kacau abes2 seh.....den tired liow when home and had a bit of rest....den today still have not sleep enough...onli sleep for a few hours juz now...k till here....tata....will update soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-115025166553346606?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' 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style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hey...juz open this newblog......and still struggling how to use thuis blog...hahakx.....ussually i will post my blog at the friendster blog...but want to try somethin new and they ask me to use a blogspot...so here i am....hahakx....tryong my best to look at every single link to try out new things.....never mind it will take quite a long tyme before my blog could be as good as my frens..hahakx.....slowly hor....hahakx....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29679473-115025095389599717?l=shattersdreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115025095389599717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29679473/posts/default/115025095389599717'/><link rel='alternate' 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