<?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-7074017</id><updated>2011-08-02T06:19:46.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISPLACED memories..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>356</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-2205373044206849185</id><published>2011-02-28T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T01:24:32.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey its 2011</title><content type='html'>hey guess who? im your owner dammit. gosh i almost forgot i had a blog once in my life. i thot i lost the password but i recovered it. and my last post. efiin hell. 20000009? its 200011 now mannnn. like back to the future man. hahaha. anyway. i finished ns. ive got a job now altho it's new, i like it. im still with my girlfriend who i love soooo much but often quarrel with. (but i know we love each other. hehe) ive got into a part time degree course due to start in may. alhamdulilah and insyaAllah i'll do my best. i hope to save and start a family soon. so how blog? do you think i've grown up? looking back at my posts, i did grow up. life isnt easy and im barely reaching my peak. nevertheless i hope i can do my best. my family is still 4 in numbers. dad is doing ok with business altho there are ups and downs. but i have faith in dad and he has my and the family's support. my younger bro is applying for uni. and i do hope he gets it soon.  most of my friends is doing their best in life too. two of my friends are in uni now, the other two signed on and is loving it every day. (i hope!). another one is working in something he finally like and is passionate about. and the rest is doing good. im happy for all of them and i hope we do survive in this ever expensive country. oh well, i know this is a short one, but im sooooo happy we met again blog, and i do hope it wont be another 2 years before i meet you again. certainly hope not. alright, am working tomorrow so i better get some sleep. you take good care of yourself and see you around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-2205373044206849185?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2205373044206849185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=2205373044206849185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/2205373044206849185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/2205373044206849185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2011/02/hey-its-2011.html' title='hey its 2011'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-3189460743192196681</id><published>2009-10-23T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T01:42:07.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pecah pecah</title><content type='html'>waldorf mansion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. if someone ever asked me where's this place, i would be very happy enough to bring right to the gatefront. pecah siak. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i don't think anyone ever read this. but what the heck, i'll just click the publish button rather than keeping the post like most of my previous entries. hahahah. ok la bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-3189460743192196681?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/3189460743192196681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=3189460743192196681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3189460743192196681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3189460743192196681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2009/10/pecah-pecah.html' title='pecah pecah'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-7970487438908513849</id><published>2009-08-27T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:00:54.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time</title><content type='html'>my 360th post. hmm, most would have switched to something other than blogger, but im still with this crap... err, thing. hahaha. well its the only online blog im familiar with, and sounds nice for the web address. anw got myself a laptop la. why? ive been aiming for one. my younger bro's cpu is a no no. hahaha. well the first thing i did when i got the whole system up and running was to play my bmtc videos in a dvd r/w they gave me. reason was because, i didnt had any dvd r/w in the cpu. pathetic rite? hahahahaha. well memories raked up when i watched the video. altho most of us hate those times, but we missed it dearly once its passed. its where we got pushed to the limits for the very first time. trying hard to reduce our damn weight, and making us combat fit sooldiers. oh well, whatever it is, i gotta start planning for a lot of stuffs. future, work. serious im still undecided. gosh, which is pretty bad given my current situation. must decide at least 3 months before i ORD. hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Apache, close eye open eye, told you it'd be over"&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/7074017-7970487438908513849?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7970487438908513849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=7970487438908513849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/7970487438908513849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/7970487438908513849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2009/08/time.html' title='time'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-8342501996009715871</id><published>2009-08-11T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T02:43:05.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>family chalet 09</title><content type='html'>red shirts, costa sand, block K, bbq chickens,bbq meats, prawns, sardine puffs, rice, sambal sotong, bbq sambal promfet, ketupat cokes, blueberry, niece and nephews running around, night rounding, carpark H prank, nissan sunny wrapped with newspaper, coolshit diarhoeas etc. that basically sums up the whole NDP holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cara ah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SoBomBdAolI/AAAAAAAAAGU/OaeTPLJ9R3s/s1600-h/P1080084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368405758260060754" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SoBomBdAolI/AAAAAAAAAGU/OaeTPLJ9R3s/s200/P1080084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SoBommU6_3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/g3X18g619pg/s1600-h/P1080116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368405768158248818" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SoBommU6_3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/g3X18g619pg/s200/P1080116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-8342501996009715871?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8342501996009715871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=8342501996009715871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8342501996009715871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8342501996009715871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-chalet-09.html' title='family chalet 09'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SoBomBdAolI/AAAAAAAAAGU/OaeTPLJ9R3s/s72-c/P1080084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-7380674027490311115</id><published>2009-06-27T09:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T09:42:07.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;was it that one sentence or was it this one man? i believe it would be the latter. when words that michael jackson had died, the whole world turned bizarre. i woke up ytd to my mum's voice that the king of pop is dead, as well as farrah fawcet's death simultaneously, the charlie's angel of her time. i went to work ytd with almost all the radios playing his song. i reached to work with almost all my fellow medics disbelieving in that news. i woke up to thousands of RIP's note on all of his videos in youtube. i read the news today with almost a zillion others in  the world gasping in disbelief. i saw the news with thousands outside his home and the hospital he was in, moaning in disbelief. so i believe it is this one man. and all he ever did was to sing and dance. but he did it whole heartedly and he became the king of pop. yes, there was a few setbacks here and there, a few controversies on his stunning appearance change, his cases etc. but that did not stop him to amaze the world with his beautiful talent. this one 'kid arose to king of legends' brought many 'mother earth' values to us. and what better way could he have done it than through his songs. i believe another elvis presley kinda thing is happening again. i believe many would still not believe of his death. but whatever it is, his music stays man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP yaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amcm bole jadik newscaster pe aku? anw ni H1N1 pon macm siak. tu budak yg kene dlm camp aku pon mcm siak. kalau kene camp quarantine pon lagik siak. tapi kalau kene home quarantine, tkla sesiak. alamak, so many bad news.&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/7074017-7380674027490311115?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7380674027490311115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=7380674027490311115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/7380674027490311115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/7380674027490311115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip.html' title='rip'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-8457809483146116677</id><published>2009-05-27T00:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:52:15.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah</title><content type='html'>alrite. a lot happened. i dont know where to start. ok so im still serving whatever im suppose to. oh well currently, im in bad terms with the word 'extras'. typically anything that has got to be signed is effed up under the law im governed by now. its either you sign extra, which is not good, sign on, which is not reli what im thinking about for now and much more etc etc. but lets talk about something happier. well, had our much awaited KL trip last 2 weeks. it was damn fun that i still missed it even after 2 weeks gone by. we reli learnt how to be patient in waiting for it, almost 4 months, and when it finally arrived, it was so fun that 4 days passed us just like that. got to drive up to genting. and play the theme park altho some of us were praying that most of the rides were closed. cos it reli looked scary. hahaha. we even met sarah up there. and she took a pic of us just to show paktam that she bumped into us there. haha weird bumping into someone you know at some part of the world u're not familiar with. anw, got a couple of things that i had wanted to buy. overall it was great. they're planning it again, but im not so sure i could  go again, cos my family's having a langkawi trip end of this year. hopefully if it does happen again, i could go again and enjoy. well some of our group pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/ShwWpWE_mJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nlDIcTfCOcA/s1600-h/DSC_1247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/ShwWpWE_mJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nlDIcTfCOcA/s200/DSC_1247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340168157711538322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/ShwWqOHjETI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sPqhU2s5QZQ/s1600-h/DSC_1829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/ShwWqOHjETI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sPqhU2s5QZQ/s200/DSC_1829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340168172754637106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/ShwX_kO5JmI/AAAAAAAAAGM/grSYQGKK_Dc/s1600-h/DSC_1782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/ShwX_kO5JmI/AAAAAAAAAGM/grSYQGKK_Dc/s200/DSC_1782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340169638979905122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/ShwWpphmaAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ntjg4kuPheo/s1600-h/DSC_1603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/ShwWpphmaAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ntjg4kuPheo/s200/DSC_1603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340168162931795970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun memories huh. but well, all good thing comes to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i had the opportunity to catch 'angels and demons' and 'night at the museum 2' after the KL trip. well i don't think 'angels and demons' was as good as 'The da vinci code'. maybe the book is better just like da vinci. well i'd try reading it up if i have the time. you know how much i dread reading english novels. not that i hate, just that i prefer the malay ones. 'night at the museum 2' was superb! simple storyline, but the funny part was ass filled. hahahaa. kezohh geng. owen wilson was supeb. ben stiller was superb. the KAHMUNRAH character was superb with his pelat 's' accent. Amelia earheart was the bomb. i forgot the actress' name. hahaha but she acted in pearl harbor too if im not mistaken. simply put it, a good show to laugh your troubles and worries off you for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now back to reality, tomorrow duty siak. keznohh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-8457809483146116677?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8457809483146116677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=8457809483146116677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8457809483146116677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8457809483146116677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-yeah.html' title='oh yeah'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/ShwWpWE_mJI/AAAAAAAAAFs/nlDIcTfCOcA/s72-c/DSC_1247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-4543633250365946402</id><published>2009-02-22T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:38:46.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fucked up</title><content type='html'>why? why? why? &lt;em&gt;why??????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the fuck did i do it? what the fuck was i thinking? only regretting and feeling paranoid now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant seat in ease now fucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-4543633250365946402?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4543633250365946402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=4543633250365946402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4543633250365946402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4543633250365946402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2009/02/fucked-up.html' title='fucked up'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-3823557119886403952</id><published>2009-02-14T04:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T05:09:36.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm</title><content type='html'>so it was fri the 13th. wooo. well ive got duty on valentines day. not that it affects me much, cos i reli dont need the day as compared to my colleagues. and never reli belived in this day, cos i think love should an all year round kinda thing, not just directed on one particular day. but looking at my packed schedule next week, i kinda regret doing the duty. hahahaha. oh well. anw in our time enjoying love and such, i would like to pay my respects and condolences to the women and kids who died in amiriyah in 1991 on the 13th of feb after becoming victims of US' smartbombs punching through the bomb shelter there, slowly killing hundreds of women and children in there, while the culprit get away free with just statements of attack miss-coordinations and unreliable informations. sometimes i wonder if people should get angry with the US, altho i never supported terrorism, but would sept 11 have surfaced if they had not strike the anger of these people. oh well lets not get carried away. lets just hope obama fixes up all the screw ups the previous president(s) have done and meet his 16 month target. well its 5 hours into valentines day, 2 hours to take over my duty, thus last but not least, happy valentines day to u guys and please, do not cause the birth rate to shoot up sky high on this, er, rather 'special' day to u guys. wear protection if u have to. good luck! hahaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-3823557119886403952?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/3823557119886403952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=3823557119886403952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3823557119886403952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3823557119886403952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmmmm.html' title='hmmmm'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-566196231196737141</id><published>2009-02-04T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T02:06:38.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time flies</title><content type='html'>well i was back from jogging one day and decided to drive around. passed by my old neighbourhood. not much has changed and that reli brought old memories of the neighbourhood itself. my old house, i saw, had a few aircon 'filters' hanging outside, which means the current owner has airconditioned the whole house. i think its changed quite a few owners, that was what i last heard about the house. spent my whole children life till pri 6 there from the day i was born. well then, past by my old pri skool as well, and took the time to slowly look at it and though much has changed in terms of the design, but the layout, i believe is still the same. i can still visualise my old classes as well as those P.E. rooms. but definitely the design's changed and they've reli made use of the spaces, cos i see soccer fields and some walkways shelters in the school. if im given the chance, i reli hope i cud go back pri sch times. dont reli have to worry abt much, except for homeworks and crying moments. yeah i do cry when i was entering my pri one days. yeah like a pussy rite. well at least i admit to it, i was in pri one dammit. even got the first principal of that school bringing me in the school, cos i was reli stubborn enough to just sit and cry at the gate, not wanting to enter the freaking school. hahaha. old days. much had reli change, so much that if im given a chance to be a teacher, i wud choose either my pri sch or sec sch to teach, just to see how much difference are there during my time, and the future generations- in terms of everything, of course! hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh in anws, i finished yet another malay novel. i hate this feeling. each time i finished a novel, i wud keep on thinking about the characters. till i read the next one and slowly foget the previous one. you cant blame me, it had almost a thousand page. naturally it takes a while for the story to subside from my mind. well whatever it is, alia maisarah, luqman hakimi, luqman hafizi, datin junaidah, azilah, azrina etc played a significant role in accompanying me to kill time while at work or at home this past 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"and i hope, that you missed me, tonight chelseaa..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-169083691830307674</id><published>2009-01-31T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:24:27.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmmmm</title><content type='html'>i tried to talk, but i don't think u're interested.&lt;br /&gt;but i reli hope my advices goes out helpful to you, cos im reli sincere with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe im just playing for keeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-169083691830307674?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/169083691830307674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=169083691830307674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/169083691830307674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/169083691830307674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmmmmmm.html' title='hmmmmmm'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-2414732714030554674</id><published>2009-01-25T01:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:55:10.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work work work</title><content type='html'>arghhh besok keje ahh. all alone in that freaking medical centre. arghhhh. dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well went mustafa with the rest yesterday. ezad, khairul, yazid, fauzi and me. we were like just checking out stuffs while i get my own toiletries for camp, till fauzi asked me for the counter. so i thot he wanted to get some toiletries like me, but he showed me shah rukh khan's music dvd. like wtf? hahahahha. deep dark secret pe?? hahahaha. so we went floor by floor. yazid showed me this quran in english. thot of buying it to read. since i never khatam, and even if i did, it wouldnt count cos i used to be playful during ngaji. skipping lines here and there. so i thot maybe i shud get the quran in english and read thru to understand better before i enroll in some ngaji classes next time. haiz dah tue2 bangke baru nak mengaji balik. well i jotted down some places that would take an old fuck like me to go for ngaji these recent years. just so when i have the time, i cud enroll myself and make sure i khatam at least once in my life. but currently, still dont have time. mebbe after ns lah. so i thot for now, i'd buy the english quran first. its just 4 bucks. well maybe after im done with the malay novel im reading now from nlb, i'll go get it. or get the translation ones. yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well in anyways, im having quite a diarrheoa now, been shitting for how many episodes, ive no idea. siallah bole kene iv drip siak ni mcm. gosh if it gets worst, go to my MO lah on wed.. ask him for diarrheoa pills. dammit. arrrgghhhh besoookkkk keeeejjjeeeeee!!!&lt;div 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work'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-1873232821472879842</id><published>2009-01-19T00:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T01:13:47.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>longg weeekkendd</title><content type='html'>i took an off on friday since i had no duty on sat and sun. so i thot since i have an off entitled to me, why not use it and make it a long weekend. i had a good time yesterday. well, called upon most of my friends for sakura buffet dinner. but most either can't make it, or a bit reluctant with it. so in the end, we had a band outing cum dinner there, as well as with wynne, and ezad who joined later. it was fulfilling for me, but khairul, being a spoilt sport with exotic foods, didnt quite enjoyed it, as he said. maybe we should try the clementi one, since ezad told us there are even many choices of food there. well next time maybe. i was trying to be, or maybe i am, a glutton yesterday. just filling myself up, till i almost throw up after that. i swear that was like the few times i really had so much in one time. it sinful, yeah. but once in a while, its ok i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well we jammed at bugis at around midnight after that. altho it was like any other normal sessions of ours, but i kinda enjoyed yesterday's jam session. maybe becos we were full, and all happy about the day filled with foods. well then we went down to the singapore flyers and i didnt know part of the F1 race track was open for public to drive in and relax there, by the sea and jetty. well we played this card game taught by ezad, where we had to do forfeits and all. and i thot most of the couple there were quite mad at us, cos our forfeits so called disturbed them in one way or another. but we had fun, so no one gave a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahah. ok thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first entry with no malay word. now for my first malay word. amaciammm?? ok tak? krg jgak pe ckp english aku dah rabak.. hahahah. yeah i thot since i joined army, my english was getting worse, but then again, ive never been good with written english. maybe becos of the fact that i've always read malay novels rather than english ones. the only english novels i read was harry potter series and the da vinci code. plus local writer, low kay hwa's books if they are considered novels. its not that i don't want to. i feel i could relate, understand and enjoyed better reading malay novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on top of that, im at my 350th post! wow, its been years since i started blogging. so happppppy 350th post to this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;ps: sbelom terlupe, kepade kj the freaking dj. paiseh dok, koyakkan baju kau. seriously i didnt know that it was the design, pleated that way. gosh the designer sucks siak. ok kalau kau takleh jahit, bilang aku, aku bayar balik orite! hahah&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/7074017-1873232821472879842?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1873232821472879842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=1873232821472879842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/1873232821472879842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/1873232821472879842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2009/01/longg-weeekkendd.html' title='longg weeekkendd'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-6328193802551270357</id><published>2009-01-04T15:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:45:21.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never on sundays</title><content type='html'>its a sunday afternoon. im suppose to go out with my cousins and niece, but i think most of them are not up yet. so i think i shall take the time to reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 2009. and gratefully its also the islam new year, 1430 hijriah. haven't made resolutions, cos i never believed in resolutions. it's also more like, any resolutions i made in the past didn't workout. either by unforeseen circumstances or otherwise. so i told myself since a few years back, fuck new year resolutions. whenever i feel like making a resolution for a better outcome, it wouldn't have to be during new year. anytime is possible, as long i seriously ant a change in my life. so i fucked up 2008, especially towards the ending. fines, lost my house keys, lost my handphones, made my mum angry, crashed the car, bla bla bla... seriously, i didn't asked for all this to happen. it just happened at god's will. but i cud have prevented it from happening, but again its god's will. so who's fault would that be? god? definitely not, cause at the end of the day, i've only myself to blame. cause even with my actions, i myself would have given myself the same endings just so i would learn. and because of god, i have learned more about my myself. okay sad parts aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 had its peak too. i got a diploma, altho its not that good. i got enlisted and learnt a lot during bmtc. it made me reflect about life, and how small are we humans as compared to god as i suffered in those jungle. after bmtc, they even got me to learn resuscitation procedures and turned me into a lvl 1 paramedic, which im grateful too. never in my life i thot i'll get to learn cpr, AED and even be in an ambulance sending cases, especially not in the army. and the best part of 2008 was that i lost weight. altho its just 14 kg, and im think im gaining back, but it made me happy and confident that it was actually possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dont think while reflectiong i should just shrugg my shoulders and feel so fucked up of the bad days, i can always think of those good days to overcome that. and altho im turning 21, dad's advices never fades. sometimes its irritating i tell you, but most of the time hopefully, its good to hear them. it made me rethink somehow and felt that there's still my family who's concerned about me la... oh well so thats my reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"we should try not to run from problems, but to face it or let it run away from us" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"jadik laki tak boleh gabra, kancheong bile ade masalah. clear your mind and think.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dad...hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we celebrated grans bday yesterday along with doa selamat for my cousin going ns and it was quite cute, the pics. hahaha. kesian nenek aku, kene bully dengan anak, menantu, cucu, cicit sume angkat gamba! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWBs_fkBq6I/AAAAAAAAADI/7f-JpcZd23Y/s1600-h/P1070915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287345800593124258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWBs_fkBq6I/AAAAAAAAADI/7f-JpcZd23Y/s200/P1070915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWBv_NUUKAI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wBcNbQDITno/s1600-h/P1070925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287349094230272002" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWBv_NUUKAI/AAAAAAAAADQ/wBcNbQDITno/s200/P1070925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWBwAnOXa8I/AAAAAAAAADo/ZPvTGXptPvY/s1600-h/P1070923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287349118364511170" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWBwAnOXa8I/AAAAAAAAADo/ZPvTGXptPvY/s200/P1070923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWBwA6XrKDI/AAAAAAAAADw/2iiKt-9YY5c/s1600-h/P1070924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287349123503826994" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWBwA6XrKDI/AAAAAAAAADw/2iiKt-9YY5c/s200/P1070924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWBv_p4ehRI/AAAAAAAAADY/v0kjvcG_xKE/s1600-h/P1070918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287349101898138898" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWBv_p4ehRI/AAAAAAAAADY/v0kjvcG_xKE/s200/P1070918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWBv_3h4_cI/AAAAAAAAADg/mnhM6PXdmu0/s1600-h/P1070921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287349105561501122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWBv_3h4_cI/AAAAAAAAADg/mnhM6PXdmu0/s200/P1070921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWB1A9kPX2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/P-19_0B9wkk/s1600-h/P1070926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287354621919977314" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWB1A9kPX2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/P-19_0B9wkk/s200/P1070926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWB1BUgaOLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/EHXUGlkvq8Y/s1600-h/P1070927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287354628077926578" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWB1BUgaOLI/AAAAAAAAAEA/EHXUGlkvq8Y/s200/P1070927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWB1Bpa-ioI/AAAAAAAAAEI/uYRmJVlkvGE/s1600-h/P1070928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287354633692285570" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWB1Bpa-ioI/AAAAAAAAAEI/uYRmJVlkvGE/s200/P1070928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and abang2 sachoks of the day... hahahaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWB1B5dXX9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/I41ABgflkSY/s1600-h/P1070932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287354637997268946" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWB1B5dXX9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/I41ABgflkSY/s200/P1070932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-6328193802551270357?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6328193802551270357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=6328193802551270357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6328193802551270357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6328193802551270357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2009/01/never-on-sundays.html' title='Never on sundays'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SWBs_fkBq6I/AAAAAAAAADI/7f-JpcZd23Y/s72-c/P1070915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-5510054869561473687</id><published>2009-01-02T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:51:38.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deep shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;deep shit. seriously deep shit. let this explain. can't elaborate more. anw to some of them who thot i drifted, this is not a case of tokyo drift ok. just skidded okay. only that the location is not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286724046003654962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SV43gnOQUTI/AAAAAAAAADA/GjZsbNYxKBI/s320/new.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-5510054869561473687?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5510054869561473687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=5510054869561473687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5510054869561473687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5510054869561473687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2009/01/deep-shit.html' title='deep shit'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SV43gnOQUTI/AAAAAAAAADA/GjZsbNYxKBI/s72-c/new.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-3189264796708105556</id><published>2008-12-30T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:11:57.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argghhh</title><content type='html'>just when i mentioned about financial planning yeterday, i just have to get another fine ticket yet again. what the fuck? okay certis cisco is seriously getting on my nerves sia. Anti cisco ah, the police is still the force to be with. ah that makes two parking tickets in a month and 3rd for the year. at the end of the year pulak tu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-3189264796708105556?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/3189264796708105556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=3189264796708105556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3189264796708105556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3189264796708105556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/12/argghhh.html' title='argghhh'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-4983628107475737646</id><published>2008-12-29T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:55:28.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i think i need to do self audit on my personal self departments, especially my own financial outputs. i realise im spending way more than what i earning. i guess im still not use to the amount im earning currently as compared to what i had before ns. and unfortunately, even though i try to reassure myself that im still young, i still feel im too old to ask for pocket money from dad any more. although i realise clearly that im not earning enough. so i think i got to revamp my financial ways for the next few months i guess, till im more stable. how? thats another story. planning wise, maybe save and scrimp whatever i can or be a bit more nasty and start to turn stingy and stay in the house. well whatever it is, i feel the first one is the most important factor. so in conjunction with financial planning, i've carved out how i need to use the amount i earn wisely. as for now, the flow of the carved chart is still a flop. im over budgeting 80bucks a month. but i reli did alot in trying to decrease this amount u know. no wonder my savings are starting to flop, and i've a bad feeling its gonna cost me if they start deducting my savings each day due to low amounts. so ive got to see where else in my financial flow chart can i start to save even more. haiz maybe driving isnt such a good idea. gosh how in the world my younger brother does his savings i wish to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-4983628107475737646?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4983628107475737646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=4983628107475737646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4983628107475737646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4983628107475737646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/12/revamp.html' title='revamp'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-912089577410002423</id><published>2008-12-22T03:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T03:47:50.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pet pet pet pet pet pet pet pet pet... BUTOH!!</title><content type='html'>stupid goal coupled with a poor defense made me feel wasted buying the 6 bucks tix. i was overjoyed when i thot at the evry least i cud see them draw and then go for a penalty shootout. but well they cocked it up at the last 10 min, and singapore suffered a loss against the viets. gosh well luckily i was more into taking pictures rite from the start, since i thot i tried out my younger bro's dslr, while fairuz brought his. well lose it maybe, at least we've got good pics. well most of it. will upload it soon. its 4a.am, and i still can't get over the loss. more to like can't sleep, but im gonna start forcing myself to, cos in 2 hrs i gotta wake up and report for camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i thot the viets today were extremely good actors, with i think more than half the squad rolling over the pitch after most of which they made look like harsh some tackle. except that alam shah's hard smack at the opponents penalty box of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-912089577410002423?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/912089577410002423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=912089577410002423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/912089577410002423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/912089577410002423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/12/pet-pet-pet-pet-pet-pet-pet-pet-pet.html' title='pet pet pet pet pet pet pet pet pet... BUTOH!!'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-3222329910065763831</id><published>2008-12-19T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T01:48:48.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sing vs viet</title><content type='html'>going to watch singapore vs viets with two of my frens. who wanna join?? doesnt matter we know each other or not, lets go to that dunnoe-how-many-times-want-to-demolish-but-still-there kallang stadium and watch!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-3222329910065763831?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/3222329910065763831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=3222329910065763831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3222329910065763831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3222329910065763831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/12/sing-vs-viet.html' title='sing vs viet'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-4105680930421015446</id><published>2008-12-13T02:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:55:00.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 sia fuck</title><content type='html'>woah. i hit the big two's. what the fuck. thats freaking fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i increased a number by age, and so did my mum. but this time it was different. in my whole entire life, i didnt had a cake, im quite sure of that. not just cos my dad's not willing to buy one, i was not interested in having one. to me birthday, is just another day. never looked fwd to it, except for my 18th bday. thats all. but today, we had a family dinner at eatzi with some of my close relatives, and dad bought a cake for me and mum. and they had some sort of bday song played which thought was reli redundant. i didnt think dad thought they would play a bday song for his purchase of cake either. haha. i feel so fucking embarrassed cos nvr had and nvr reli like this type of things. but well, since dad did it, tried not to be so obvious and just be thankful, that at least he took the effort. well at least for mum la, cos i dont think he bought a cake for mum ever either, maybe perhaps only during their courting days which i wudn't know. and since im his son, i have so called followed him to not like birthday parties and all. not for me at least. but oh well like i say, since he took the effort, well thanks dad. though i didnt say thanks to him directly either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i just realised, i never said thanks, sorry, happy birthday or happy fathers day to dad either. gosh i must reli be following some of dad stupid traits. well i think for both of us its just, u know i know kinda thing. we dont say it, but we mean it. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-8942214899386282766</id><published>2008-12-10T02:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:36:34.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost my phone</title><content type='html'>what a hectic night sia. it wud have been a great day but it ended so with a fuck up twist. guess what? i just entered my house an hour ago despite returning early to have an early nite for tmrw's work. but on the way home i realised, i &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; and thats still ok. i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;lost my house key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too. and what the fuck, no one's in singapore. my parents are away in batam for a korban haji thingy and my younger bro in tekong. wtf! how the hell i get in the house. and tmrw i gotta report back to camp for work. and no phone to contact arnd. i was like at the brinks of just fucking myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried tracing back my route, and i cant find them, and so i meet up with my kakak sedare, and we frantically tried searching for it. but i cant find them. i called my parents in batam and mum got super angry and started shouting an cryingthat i cant tahan no more and just slammed the phone. so i had no choice, cut the phone line. call the locksmith and borrowed from my kakak sedare's husband their extra padlock. and when the locksmith managed to break thru the locks at my house, its 1am plus oready. that cost 80 bucks fuck. oh fuck. as i got mad just now, i cooled down and thot, maybe there's some good things behind all these. ade hikmah di sebaliknye. i reli learnt a fucking big lesson. put all my keys together. i cud have got worse with my wallet gone and car keys too. gotta change all the main gate locks tmrw. that will cost me more. with these and the recent fines, u can see me tying up my fucking wallet and stomach for this month. im gonna be in deep shit with cash this month i believe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if u wanna contact me, just frenster msg me or email. cos thats all i have left now. im getting a new sim card tmrw, same no, but too bad, no phone ah fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-8942214899386282766?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8942214899386282766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=8942214899386282766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8942214899386282766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8942214899386282766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/12/lost-my-phone.html' title='lost my phone'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-8141433412406982137</id><published>2008-11-27T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:38:52.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saman siak</title><content type='html'>fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;NOTICE OF A PARKING OFFENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;NOTICE NO : XXXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Place of Offence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;JALAN LENGKOK SEMBAWANG AF LP 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Offence : PARKING WITHIN A DEMERIT POINTS NO PARKING ZONE UNDER R24A RTR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. and there i was sitting at the direction of my my cuzzie's suzuki and mine as we ate our dinner, talking 'politics', yet i cant see those makcik or pakcik. fucking tactical that they should go to the army and make us revise our fire movements. so there you go, 2 mangkok drivers with 2 fined suzukis right in front of them. there goes 3 points and 120bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i thot of planning new wonders for my next pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;great, just great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-7890241384250947111</id><published>2008-11-26T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:12:21.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POC</title><content type='html'>im gonna miss those guys in SMTI-BMC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously though it was short, one of the fun times in ns, and i hate having to make new frens all over again in new camp. haiyahhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-7890241384250947111?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7890241384250947111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>hectic weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kind of hectic. i hate this hectic feeling. mcm tak tentu arah. already having no auto-roaming on my cell phone makes me feel sucky, now this feeling. well had kenduri arwah at johor this weekend. just today when im about to go back, my grandma fell sick. so we returned to singapore earlier than scheduled. she's got a lot of phlegm thats been bothering for the past few years. and im scared she can't breathe properly. so we got to send her to the hospital. but i feel bad. i took care of her years ago when she was admitted, but i can't today cos i had to book in. hopefully my family would get to update me later. dad had to send my granny before he leaves the country again for work tonite. so that makes me more hectic. family members all over. dad away, granny in hospital. mum and younger bro still in johor. gosh i just can't book in with peace this way. someone gotta update me with my cellphone. anyways during the weekend spend time with my cousins and i realised though we were close when we're younger, we started to drift apart as we grow. so im trying to meet up with some of them whenever im free in the future. they're my blood and flesh anyways. and who knows mite open our own swift club. haha. ok i need to start calling my mum to know where she is, my auntie to ask hows my granny and dad, gosh dad's cell phone is down too. dammit. aite nevermind he'll call mum when he reach and i can ask mum about dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;on a lighter note, POC is in two days. then i'll be a medic and then what? only god knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-2602398965314599538?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-635044396417194097</id><published>2008-10-25T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T12:36:54.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looooooonnng weekend</title><content type='html'>aite long weekends are here. and its extremely long for me cos i got an off rite from thursday nite. so had a good day yesterday. spent the whole morning and afternoon with mum. accompanying her to lavender to make my passport and then to geylang market to get some things before going for a visit to my grandma's place. also had a good jog yesterday. havent been jogging for four consecutive days due to the PAM test in camp. feels good. then i spend the whole nite out with rusydi, arz and khairul and went to sheesha at rusydi's frend place. hadnt gone sheesha for a long time and it was good. nightlife there is better than clubs i guess. girls. yeahhh. hahahaa. then we went karaoke sia. ok this one a bit weird but nevetherless it was good singing out of tunes the whole nite. and by the time i opened my house door, it was already 5 in the morning. so today. im not sure mite be going to gym or do some swimming. lets just see how 'rajin' i'll get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so far i've spent 600plus on jebat. more to come but my pay is not in yet. i am expecting a bit of boom ah this coming pay. but i'll still  be not able to get those cool exhaust system yet. need a few more pays and less spending. lest just see how it goes. orite happy deepavali man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-635044396417194097?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/635044396417194097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=635044396417194097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/635044396417194097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/635044396417194097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/10/looooooonnng-weekend.html' title='looooooonnng weekend'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-7316739513099828798</id><published>2008-10-05T07:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T07:30:23.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raya</title><content type='html'>hari raya came. it was fast. this year i practically spent the whole of ramadhan in camp. except for the block leave period. oh well it helped me stay much more vigilant to my surroundings and a bit more un-lazy that way, hopefully. well as fast as ramadhan came and go, raya was like that too. one day and im back in camp before spending a fri nite raya-ing. then sat and today maybe like normal days. well ive grown up somehow now, so lets not talk about raya money. first day raya dad went for raya prayers and i slept thru it at home, only to wake up at 11am. so also like usual, no forgiving sessions. mebbe its just not my family. like i said in previous years, forgive and forget i guess. then went my grandma's hse. eat and eat that caused me to quickly go running the very next day i went in camp. then went to the hospital visit kak noi, then to my grandfather's house and then to kubur. then to grandaunty's house and then granduncles before heading home to prepare my book in next day. so it was fun but very fast. the next moment i knew, im in camp. in aneways hopefully raya wud get even more fun when i go out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, and thnx to zaman who helped me wash the car together like what, 5 plus in the morning just now?? kasot dari putih jadik hitam. hahaha. air free dok.. inside out siak cuci. now its sparkling clean and shiny, that is before a birdshit.. no, two birdshits came and attack. wth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-7316739513099828798?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-1877527525417120500</id><published>2008-09-30T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:10:14.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raye again</title><content type='html'>1 weeks plus into cbt medic cse. ok lah what i can say il learning a lot of new things these few days. aneway its raye tomorrow. so fast or what? like the whole month of puasa just pass by/ mebbe cos im in ns, don't really feel it. but what the heck its raye tomorrow. got the privelege of booking out early today. so im home now, smelling to scent of rendang, ayam merah, lontong. wooooowwww. i better not slurp it all or i'll need to do lots and lots of rounds on the track later on. but thats a lot of food. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my big sis cousin or how should i put it, big cousin. she got diagnosed with cancer lately. coming to raya. hopefully she gets fine soon and don't lose hope cos its the earlier stage. my and the family's prayers are always with you kak nor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly selamat hari raye to all!&lt;br /&gt;maaf zahir dan batin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-1877527525417120500?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1877527525417120500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=1877527525417120500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/1877527525417120500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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me, unfortunately. but a close friend and something i can learn for future experience, what more can i ask. just have to conquer my hate and fear of injections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to miss bmt life though. especially my close buddies and platoonmates. great times spent suffering together. both my close buddies is going for OCS. damn proud of them and hopefully they are doing whats best for themselves and always with our sworn motto, to do the best. either u be the best or u don't put in effort at all. no such thing as in the middle-middle one. hopefully we stay in contact. like i said, i do believe friends made, especially thru sufferings, are friends forever. its has been a one-time only experience for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess thats about it before i report myself, just a note for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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acceptable by god either. its not easy to skip away or stray away from sins in my everyday lifes. so what i can do is just try my best. praying? wow its been on and off for me, and rite now, i hardly do it. so if i could start doing that constantly would be my greatest achievement yet. there just too much i wanna chase that i sometimes went rite thru my time of responsibilty for god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k and another, hope to go back for some expedition with TEAM again when theres free time for us. its been more than 3 years since panti was held by them, well thinking of challenging myself with them for another. but its ns, so lets see how it goes in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k and last but not least, thats about it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-3008725239752545772?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>its not been good yet very confined as well as rejimentative so far but, nope ive got nothing to say, might get charged if not. i just believe in this strongly now; physical strength are unrestrictive, but motivational mindset toboost one morale is the essential power to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope it would not be a drag for this 2 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-6500577958275431962?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6500577958275431962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=6500577958275431962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6500577958275431962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6500577958275431962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-not-been-good-yet-very-confined-as.html' title=''/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-4902676534693078065</id><published>2008-06-05T02:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T03:15:40.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>next phase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wow another approximately 11 hours before i step into the next phase of life. am i ready? am i eager? am i nervous? only god knows. whatever it is ive got to get my ass onto that tekong fitness centre in 11 hours time. no kidding. i'll be bald juslt like others and hopefully i'll shed some weight. maybe im stress about how life will be like there, but im more stress on the injections im gonna get over there. cos i heard they have mean people injecting both my arms simultaneously. gos im soo gonna freaked out. well since the day ive gotta know my enlistment date ive planned out my days daily cos i felt like time was running out. so i ended my working term last week. then concurrently everyday i was doing something right up till yesterday. started out with a small lepaking session..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SEbicLoMv2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/IlrYDgjiwGc/s1600-h/P1070178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208098992886169442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SEbicLoMv2I/AAAAAAAAAA0/IlrYDgjiwGc/s200/P1070178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then had more fun over the weekend night.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208099002020005906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SEbictp4CBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/YgnEMsdRBAM/s200/P1070428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208099005984639378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SEbic8bHiZI/AAAAAAAAABE/xti3njGwmDo/s200/P1070425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had a final(hopefully not) bbq cum fishing and crab caging with my polymates and some of our close frens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SEbidNeIHbI/AAAAAAAAABM/L4n2hTWTCOA/s1600-h/P1070443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208099010560662962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SEbidNeIHbI/AAAAAAAAABM/L4n2hTWTCOA/s200/P1070443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SEbidj80v1I/AAAAAAAAABU/L6xOoudl4II/s1600-h/P1070451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208099016594997074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SEbidj80v1I/AAAAAAAAABU/L6xOoudl4II/s200/P1070451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and finally today i fullfilled one of my core post ns wish and that is to make my handsome jebat even more handsome. hahaha. well it cost half a month's pay but what the heck. its my long time wish. at least i can see some shit up with all the tough and rough work i did these past months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208104279748150866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SEbnP6uUhlI/AAAAAAAAABs/8HoJu7rbwzE/s200/P1070475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208104501360071106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SEbnc0SuEcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/R2_LQv-tteE/s200/BIKIN+KTER.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;and finally our last fucking lepak!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208106255117872354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SEbpC5jKbOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ksmiJZGhFvQ/s200/P1070527.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well hopefully these happytimes would help me thru my first freaking two weeks. see you guys soon! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-4902676534693078065?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4902676534693078065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=4902676534693078065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4902676534693078065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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is stupid. i planned to go to my workplace return my stuffs since ive ended my career and prepare for enlistment next week, but i actually overslept till 4pm. gosh. what a waste. oh yar aneay those who knows anyone using a semipro canon eos 30D and selling em', pls contact me. and preferably with an 18-55mm EF lens. but if using EF S lens oso nevermind, just as long got stabilizer. pls pls contact me orite. plus the voltmeters and some other meters if u guys hear any good deal pls tell me also. im still looking for a good deal shop and put em' up in the car before enlistment. apart from that, besok graduation. then i have another to my "resort" at tekong. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw im hook to the song by jordin sparks ft chris brown-no air. fuh maut dok music video. feeling gile. hahahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-2886076424174368052?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-9192525243841329657</id><published>2008-05-21T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:54:34.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bla blabla bla</title><content type='html'>work sleep eat work sleep eat meet up with frens work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work handles car ser4vice check sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work bathes in cash on pay day shops buy stuff and car accessories pay roadtax sleep eat work gasp at the sight of being broke the next day after pay day sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work go out with familly BIG meal sleep work eat sleep work eat sleep work sleep eat work sleep handle graduation affairs work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work groan at the thought of enlistment work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work get ready my ns stuff soon sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work sleep eat work graduation day last time lepak with frens last time lepak with family sleep eat  and thennnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATIONAL SERVICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck my life plan for this month. i rather be a workhaholic then do national service for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-9192525243841329657?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/9192525243841329657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=9192525243841329657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/9192525243841329657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/9192525243841329657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/05/bla-blabla-bla.html' title='bla blabla bla'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-5121408773584593988</id><published>2008-05-05T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:42:46.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>botak!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well im done at vivo rdshow. did a rdshow at marina square from 1st may till today, and tmrw im off to taka best denki. will work there till mebbe 23rd of may or till i resign which is the 27th or end of this month. well as most of them know, my next phase of being a man in singapore has come. yep im to be enlisted in june. what the heck rite. just when im about to keep more money for my future plannings and ns times. oh well when the time comes, i wont be able to avoid it. better face it now than later. so there's several thing i need to do before i "surrender" myself to the government. graduation, yeah. 29th may. looking forward to getting my scroll. dad bought a camera from me at m sq rdshow i was in till today last weekend so can take pictures and for my younger bro to use. well he got a good deal definitely, cos my colleague at the roadshow gave him an extra batt worth 80 bucks free somemore. small tripod, 4GB card instead of 2GB and good camera. though its a bit big to me. well aneways apart from grad, trying to find somewhere i can put sports meter in the car at a good deal. so those with great info pls tell me. budget 200bucks with three meter heads, cos the best i have is so far 2 but at 150 bucks. then mebbe get one of our ori up for normal recording for us to use and listen so we wont cockup and keep forgetting the songs we make. and finally balding session. yea seems a lot, and my time is running out. well lets just see what can be achieved. well anyways there this cashier at the roadshow i was working. gosh she's sweet. her name is sweet too, then my frend ask me take her number. but i paiseh la sia. after that convince for me, i was about to ask for it today, but she off. and today my last day there. now i feel so stupid cos i think she's not just sweet, her eyes are sparkling nice. and her name is exactly the same like our singapore only malay tv channel. her age is possibly arnd mine, but one or two years off me or below me is something i dont reli mind. but well i missed my chance and thats fact. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gosh ok now i dont just feel stupid, i feel like im a moron. wtf&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/7074017-5121408773584593988?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5121408773584593988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=5121408773584593988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5121408773584593988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5121408773584593988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/05/botak.html' title='botak!!!!!!!'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-8170135817217138488</id><published>2008-04-16T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T16:45:42.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bodek, cerdik, bedek</title><content type='html'>well i love my job, though sometimes i dread wearing long sleeves, but still i love my job. not becos i love standing or what, it helps me boost my confidence in speaking up to people and communicate with different type of people around the world. and i love talking at the same time. apart from that, it helps me look at how political a working industry can be. yeps, politics here and there. not bitching abt PAP and stuffs, but about people hating these guy, these supervisor always M.I.A. and yet in front of manager act good, these promoter side these sales staff, how sony hate panasonic and how &lt;strong&gt;everybody&lt;/strong&gt; hates sony and stuffs like that. well theres bound to be this type of people everywhere we work, no doubt. the advice i got in doing sales is "bodek, cerdik, bedek" to be a PSP. not psp games u morons but professional sales person. bodek- bukan bodek ngan manager so kau bleh cepat promote, but mcm mane kau nak pandai bodek ngan customer so they feel comfortable with you. cerdik- mcm mane kau nak pikat hati customer so that they are interested in clinching a deal with you. bedek-bukan bedek drg ckp products kiter bagus walaupon tk bagus, but bile waktu yg tepat utk kau exaggerate lebih sikit kau nyer product so that the deal is yours. at the end of the day, when you've clinched a deal, both parties are at an advantage, you the sales, happy with the deal you've clinched and the customer satisfied with the service they've got if not fully on the product. no point having so high sales but all your customers not very happy with your customer service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yesterday khairul, syarif and me finally jammed back again after so long being very busy. syed still too busy so we had to carry on. hopefully he can jam wih us back again a.s.a.p. well today is my off day, and its been long since i get to sleep as much as i liked. but the thought of tmrw full shift, mak oi. tapi tkpe leh kasi gaji ngan comm bomb kalau ble tarik customer. rezeki di tangan tuhan, kiter yg kene berusaha, insyallah. anw my family and i are getting a new camera for our family use, and im waiting for the lumix dmc fx-520 to be launched here. colleagues told me it mite be launched early next month. so meanwhile im trying to find review of ppl who had bought it at japan and used it. k aku nak gi rumah nenek aku, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-8170135817217138488?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-5977859545171599048</id><published>2008-04-10T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:08:37.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burpp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;finally, my first 8-hour working day in this month. a new guy sort of come in till sunday, so i have a nice 8 hr day working time b4 i go back to the overtime 12 hours routine on mon. well i was afraid i gonna turn into a workaholic. not like its a bad thing or what, but the idea of making my mind think of nothing else but work and nothing sort of any leisure, is rather freaky. well sales had been good at vivo so far. at least two sets per day, and i've interacted with more and more foreign people in the world cos its so happen that vivo is one of the favourite tourist site as well a cruise's harbour. i cant stop but realise there are more germans and italians people visiting singpore rather than the others, and they've got a very weird accent for me to understand. well anyways, along the way i've learnt some new things from them and i hope they did learn somethings about cameras from me at the same time. its fun working there, and wearing smart to work is not that bad afterall, but the journey. wahlaoweh. jams here and there, even with new ERPs. gosh singapore got to find a new way to reduce this jam rather than charging people. how can someone EVER become rich here in singapore sia??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well imagine this. ur origins are from another country, and ure were born in singapore. thats because, ur grandparents came to singapore before the 1960s. u were born around late 1970s. ur grandparents are no more and ur parents passed away when u reached 20. so its 2008 now, ure like early thirties. u have no grandparents, no parents and u dont know any cousins of urs, much to remember which descendants u,re from in the country where ur grandparents originate. ok simply put it, u're all alone in singapore. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sebatang kara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. how wud u feel? for me, even if u've got frens, u'll tend to get lonely cos u miss one factor. love from family. and its actually something i learnt about a friend of mine, and the thing is he never look sad or lonely. well maybe some of u might say more than a decade without parents, the lonely feeling has passed. but u're still alone right. if its me, i wonder how i'll reli feel. imagine the fun u'll have with frens but at the end of the day, when all ur frens goes back to their family, u'll feel lonely. i reli pity and feel sad for him, though i know he doesn't need my pity cos he looks happy in life and i think to him life is just abt being happy and be grateful to god and that changes the mood to the whole damn life he might reli be living. well this reli taught me a couple of things. to treasure what u have, ur family and frens in life, not just money. cos u can work for money, but once u lose ur family or frens, u cant work to get them back. of cos u need to work hard to earn money too cos it's one of the factor to a happier life, like it or not. another is to never regret life cos its a blessing by god. as well as to never think ure in the most sad situation that anyone can go through in this world, cos there's bound to be people suffering or going through worst than you in this world. well maybe it doesn't mean anything to some of you, but this lesson, it means a lot to me. sincerely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-5977859545171599048?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5977859545171599048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=5977859545171599048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5977859545171599048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5977859545171599048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/04/burpp.html' title='burpp'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-5668506700192206592</id><published>2008-04-02T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T00:40:12.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vivoooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;im dead tired. hell yeah. work from 10am to 10pm ain't funny shit. must stand somemore. oh well, ive ended my amk hub in-store promotion, now im at vivo city promotion at vivo best denki. work there, ok la. tired, must wear smart with long sleeves and tie.. plus that nametag and jepon2 thingy that u must place around ur neck. jijik sia bende tu. anw lucky for me its only a month. well looking on the brightside, not much china people who dont speak english and still continue their stupid china language and accent even when u go "huh?". and gosh, vivo is full of babes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;anakmakcikmataeroranggirliesniteoutgirlieseatoutday&lt;/span&gt; and so on and so forth. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;malaychineseindian&lt;/span&gt; you name it, they all look like babes there. gosh, and im wearing some stupid thingy around my neck which makes me look even more like a fool after going, "yes, can i help u?". bergness level drop 50 percent. charisma level drop to subzero sia. but anyway, asalkan gaji bomb sudah. then im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos its only about money for me now man.&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/7074017-5668506700192206592?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5668506700192206592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=5668506700192206592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5668506700192206592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5668506700192206592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/04/vivoooo.html' title='vivoooo'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-8470307930343891661</id><published>2008-03-27T04:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T05:05:47.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great teacher onizuka</title><content type='html'>well ive finally finished watching great teacher onizuka. very inspirational, comedic yet perverted drama made in late 1990's. hahaha. watched the anime a year ago, but i stopped halfway cos that time was busy with studying. well im done with the dramas, mite catch the anime. its fun, sorimachi reli know how to act as that onizuka. he reli did it like the anime. and to make it more inspirational, it reli tackles on the issue of how traditional educational system mite overlook on the real passion of teaching. how once very dedicated souls in teachers unknowingly to them changed to ignorant individuals, especially to their students. just watch lah, then u'll find going for more. just watch on crunchyroll.com, or youtube, but youtube &lt;em&gt;leceh&lt;/em&gt; a bit la, broken into parts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the song's nice too.. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="305"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t8dNrKE7yjE&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t8dNrKE7yjE&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="375" height="305"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha go watch la if got the time, u guys mite just be inspired to become a teacher! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-8470307930343891661?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8470307930343891661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=8470307930343891661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8470307930343891661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8470307930343891661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/03/great-teacher-onizuka.html' title='great teacher onizuka'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-2638486662954816918</id><published>2008-03-22T02:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T03:08:03.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PETA?!?!</title><content type='html'>the other day khairul was telling me abt PETA. well its stands for People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals. well one read of the organisation's name, u'd reckon its a good organization filled with animal loving people. well watch this three parts thingy, and it'll change ur conception abt them, im very sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 1/3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZRk7ygbkA-c&amp;amp;color1=" width="375" height="305" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" color2="0x9461ca&amp;amp;hl=" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 2/3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dAJ_KLAMzio&amp;amp;color1=" width="375" height="305" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" color2="0x9461ca&amp;amp;hl=" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 3/3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-KOnyJ_WE5s&amp;amp;color1=" width="375" height="305" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" color2="0x9461ca&amp;amp;hl=" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;animal rights organization indeed. more like was said in the vid, People For Extortion, Terror and Abuse. this ppl are hypocrites man. yeah i know its cruel kicking, hammering, slapping those animals, but u dont stop people from eating meat. if u think slaughtering by shooting or poking their noses are cruel, then follow the islamic way, use a super fucking sharp knife and make sure the animal dies instantly, to make sure they do not suffer. asses. and using bombs to stop medical research, like wtf? who knows ur moms' moms may have illness that biomedical research cud have found and helped them survive to fuck and get u guys born out. and the president, Ingrid Newkirk, gosh get a life woman! be sure to think before u open ur freaking mouth. thats my msg to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-farhan(clearly a meat eater)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh work sucks today. my partner sold 4 and i sold nothing. it really pulled me down and discouraged me. and its not partly my fault, and im mad at myself at the same time. gosh those customers cant speak english la. and all they do is "ching ching chong chong" in their china accent. like what the fuck. wish i cud speak chinese, but to just learn chinese for the sake of these china people who are so ignorant and do not wanna speak english even if they had migrated in to MULTIRACIAL society, for what fuck!? if i want to learn chinese, it wud be for interest and easy communication, not for these assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and, why do some people take me for granted and think they can make use of me. i mite not like to argue and just give in cos for friendship sake, psl member, tapi mak bpk moyang aku ckp kalau org dah buat pakai org, tu bukan kwn, tu dah pijak atas kepala kau. so fuck you. kadang2 tkde transport lagik bagos. u can count me out tmrw.&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/7074017-2638486662954816918?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2638486662954816918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=2638486662954816918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/2638486662954816918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/2638486662954816918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/03/peta.html' title='PETA?!?!'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-435870872911890334</id><published>2008-03-11T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:52:12.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>penat penat penat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well first things first, congrats to all who passed their A "levels" and did well. even if you don do well, its orite, there are lots more chances in the future. yeahyeah i know, ckp senang tapi, kalau tk ckp lagik susah. cos people who dun do too good, what you need is good positive comments from anyone. take it from someone who had failed a lot last time, like me. i screwed up O levels 4 years ago, and i wouldn't have had imagine how it wud be if i were take another cambridge paper. so by just attempting it, u guys are oready very very good. so keep up, just get a path for urself, if u dun do too good, plan ur contingency route to success. u can still do it. for those who did it, aim for university. diploma or A "Levels" are getting too much around here in singapore nowadays. its just to many in bulk, even i myself am thinking of migrating in the future, brunei mebbe? haha. ok aneway work has been pretty much tiring. im beginning to lost track of the days. my saturdays and sundays are now weekdays to me, while my thursday is a sunday? cos thats the only OFF-day i have. sucks but well sales line, like they say u off on sunday, u're missing gold. but ironic enough, my sales on weekdays are better than weekends. weekend customers are mostly window-ers who window shops and make their "kill"(buy) on weekdays where there are less people. oh well i hope to sell more in anyways. people working here at hypermart are great. my partner is great too. how i wish it was a permanent outlet, but its just a roadshow. so its bound to end  anyways at the end of the month which ironicly i can't wait either for, which is of course my pay. kalau dpt reach 1.1k pon sedap jgak. well depends on sales. hahaha. well on sat nite went to play soccer at "The Cage". piz going ns on tues which is today later in the morn, all the best to him la. hahaha when my turn comes, im gonna be 60. dah bongkok2 baru serve ns. hahaha k mrepek. ok i wanna sleep. bye bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-435870872911890334?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/435870872911890334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=435870872911890334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/435870872911890334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/435870872911890334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/03/penat-penat-penat.html' title='penat penat penat'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-2486129877150618596</id><published>2008-03-07T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T00:48:02.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 billion dolllllaaaarrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well today off day sia!! yey. its been a tiring 5 day. and more to come for the month. tapi tkpe, duit nye psl. well today went to gym at 2pm with fairuz, fahme and ian. then went to eat at beach rd. they went back while i met zaman, piz, ahmad and kamal at army market. zaman sew his new rank. piz going to ns soon. police. gerek pe. haha. aku maseh lagik blom ns, and ahmad of course. haha oh well while we're eating husain called, and told us saosin drummer went to his shop, and he got a guest list tix thingy to the incubus concert with saosin opening band. gerek siol. psl free. hahaha. oh well, they didnt have any idea, so they decided to go to peninsular to meet husain and mebbe if got chance they wanna see saosin. well i tagged along and drove them there. they saw the vocalist and his frens, i think. im not to sure myself, cos i wasnt very reli wanting to see them. not as much as i wished i wud meet oldskool pr bands like blink, greenday or mxpx. besides, i dun even knoe if i'll recognise them if i see them. but piz told me that was the vocalist. badan kong. so they went to husain's shop, while i saw a drum shop and entered while a white guy went out of the shop pass me which they eventually told me was the drummer. well no idea that was him either. but i think the vocalist more kong ah. kalau dpt badan cam drg kan gerek. haha. oh well, i checked out this cymbal softcase bag, its gonna cost me 45 bucks. and checked some cool transparent toms and snare. im thinking of buying rizal's frens hi-hat and ride cymbal, and thats gonna cost me 100, and if i buy a soft case, another 45. woo mane nak carik, tunggu gaji agaknye. tapi gaji pon dah byk bende aku nak kene byr. so ntah eh. so well i met wif them at husain's shop , they cont talk2 to him while i go look at more stuffs there, and they eventually decided to go orchard parade starbux. went there, and i went off with ahmad and kamal arnd 9pm. the others went karoake with farhan taib. sok keje ah and ahmad bile sakit makin biol. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well some of them said, incubus invited saosin cos they think the incubus concert cant make it without saosin. cmon man, its music sia. how can these ppl say that. yes saosin is good, and so is incubus sia. u guys gotta check out their songs. besides incubus existed way longer than their invited opening band, so both rocks orite. at least these bands are not those "survive on trend" kinda bands&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/7074017-2486129877150618596?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2486129877150618596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=2486129877150618596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/2486129877150618596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/2486129877150618596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/03/3-billion-dolllllaaaarrrr.html' title='3 billion dolllllaaaarrrr'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-6580088764148238181</id><published>2008-03-05T02:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T02:55:56.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>viddd</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxjgTADpsok&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jxjgTADpsok&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha bastard gile siak nie vid. hahahah enjoy krg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nie lagik satu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOWrw2m8_5k&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOWrw2m8_5k&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. he squizzed his hamburger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mg9APRGaUS0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mg9APRGaUS0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this beat cool eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well working as usual, tmrw earlier cos my partner off lah. looks like im gonna stand longer, stand from 11 to 10 lah tmrw. sian.. kalau byk customer tkpe jgak. nie susah nk dpt customer beli camera, padahal harga dah discount gile babi siak. kiwak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my leg is killing me!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-6580088764148238181?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6580088764148238181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=6580088764148238181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6580088764148238181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6580088764148238181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/03/hahaha-bastard-gile-siak-nie-vid.html' title='viddd'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-8859910515122050070</id><published>2008-03-01T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:52:53.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no sale</title><content type='html'>bad start, no sale even though millions of people came to amk hub ntuc. what the heck?&lt;br /&gt;how am i gonna survive for a month. damnn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-8859910515122050070?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8859910515122050070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=8859910515122050070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8859910515122050070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8859910515122050070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-sale.html' title='no sale'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-3579628298805367156</id><published>2008-02-28T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T20:18:35.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one fucking bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;today went well, but towards the end wasnt just my day it turned out to be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;high possibilty of being fined for friving on bus lane today at payar lebar, fine 130 bucks siak if this is cnfm and mebbe 4 points&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kena horn by van. nabeh chibai, he think his van good or what. somemore damn irritating sia the van horn. so i not happy stick my hand out of the window and give him a hand gesture  like 'wtf' type but NOT vulgar sign and dunnoe he suddenly chase me. his van i can say cheng oredy ah, i think he put a lot of things in it, must be one fucking ahbeng ah. so he chased me and overtook me, and i chased back high beam at his fucking face before he made a turn. how i wish when he chasing me got tp. cos he can only go 60 but i think he went up to 90 to just chase me. think what got 'p' plate can bully. nabeh chibai. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;they day ended with an heavy rain and all my effort of washing the car yesterday is gone, but this one i dun reli mind. kuasa allah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;but the first 2 scenario, fuck siak. now all i can do is wait for the fine letter if i reli kena. always 3 working days, if by next tues or next fri dun have, im free. anw tmrw ive got an interview at panasonic hq at 10.30am, and then collect gaji, but then will go to fine if im reli fined la.. most prob now i'll be working at panasonic roadshow at amk hub for the moth of march.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cock up siakkk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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day'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-4494281838793101052</id><published>2008-02-28T04:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T04:58:27.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok now what</title><content type='html'>so the couple of days passed has been rather updating, as in a lot happens la. so i had poly chalet plannings with my frens. it was at costa sand resort in pasir ris again. in just 3 mths, ive been in that chalet for more than 3 times. there was one in dec with frens, with my family recently, and now with my polymates. oh well, aneway the plannings were done, and chalet started in sun. but i came at night cos of the gig performance at substation. it has been a while since we performed, at substation sumore, and the first time i performed there, major cockup, and that was 4 yrs ago. haha. so i thot it was alright this time except for the crowd. yelah skrg mane org nak dgr punkrock lagik, sume dah ber-hardcore, metal core, kuranjit kaur.. nevertheles thnx to those who were there and stand up to see all of the performers. murder by ska was the guest band right after us and its been long since i saw them perform, last was i think pr vs metal gig in 2006, eh no no i think its during tapestry. not very sure oso. enjoyed the music they played very much, theres not many skapunk bands in singapore and they're the only one i reli do see performing skapunk songs in the local scene. and so to all bands during that day, kudos.. haha. so chalet after that, i was kinda tired by then. drive to substation, then go eat back to yishun, and to pasir ris. tiring man, but it was worth it, though the chalet many say is boring, but cmon, ian and some of us took a lot of effort to organise sia, so be greatful. got activity sumore, got ps2 and the games sumore, thnx to arz who brought it painstakingly to the chalet. the only thing that didnt happen was to reli go in the redhouse. it was raining, but nvm one day we will go in. ive very much went ito all ghost house in singapore. OCH, punggol matilda house, graves, admiralty haunted block, but red house never got the chance. always got something stopping us. but nvm, one day, one day.. so a lot happened, working and im selling camrea. oh dat reminds me, if u wanna buy digicam call me, im selling panasonic cameras, ya ya i know most of u will go panasonic? digicamera? hahaha wtf. but i tell you, its the topselling brand in japan and better in technology as compared to others, so think again. if u wan i can recommend the good ones with new technology for you. just call me, cos i dont have a fix working place, i worked at best denki junc8 the last two weekends, i mite be called for at amk hub this comming march. so im not sure, just give me a call.. oh and yah, ive formally ended my poly life, got back my results today, and saw diploma awarded. though i cant go uni, im syukur, and i'll see what i can do for uni applications in the future, heard a new uni for poly students doing engineering is opening up soon here, if not mebbe overseas as what cikgu jasmin, my pri skool teacher advised me on. we'll just see how.. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/R8XJaBjcrXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/K_WjWN6kP9A/s1600-h/P1030092.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/R8XJahjcrYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CoMpJJeB8Xs/s1600-h/P1030075.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/R8XJaxjcrZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fdUZY1S6XwA/s1600-h/P1030091.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171761196035779954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/R8XJaBjcrXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/K_WjWN6kP9A/s200/P1030092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171761204625714562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/R8XJahjcrYI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CoMpJJeB8Xs/s200/P1030075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171761208920681874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/R8XJaxjcrZI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fdUZY1S6XwA/s200/P1030091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171761217510616482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/R8XJbRjcraI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_71wgePw08I/s200/P1030081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just a glimpse of the mermory, hahaha&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/7074017-4494281838793101052?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4494281838793101052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=4494281838793101052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4494281838793101052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4494281838793101052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok-now-what.html' title='ok now what'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/R8XJaBjcrXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/K_WjWN6kP9A/s72-c/P1030092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-6344524309755548876</id><published>2008-02-19T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T01:52:20.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a man and his wife just got laid with each other and they wanted to bathe. the wife bathed first. the moment she finished, the man enters. at the same time the doorbell rang. the woman with her towels wrapped around her only, ran downstairs immediately to answer the door. upon opening the door, it was their neighbor, Bob. Bob saw the wife and thought before saying..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bob: i'll give u 800 bucks, if u could just unwrapped ur towels and show me ur body.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the wife heard and was shocked. but after thinking, she decided that she'd do it. Bob was delighted upon seeing the wife unwrapping herself and showing him what she's got to offer on her before giving her the 800 bucks and went off. soon after, back in their room, the man asked his wife who was it?.. to which the wife replied, " it's just Bob, our nextdoor neighbor". the man was so happy to hear this and immediately asked, "Great. so did he mention anything about returning my 800 bucks he owed me?".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;wtf rite? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;oh well was driving back home and muttons on 98.7 went to tickle me with this joke. wtf. anw working on sat and sun gave me experience on how sales is. i managed to sell 3 cams on sat, but ZERO on sun. dunnoe what my boss is gonna say when we meet him when the time comes, but what the heck, it was my first time.. hahaha. and i dont think this job only is enough, cos its just weekends and the pay is not even enough to cover my petrol money, what more pampering the car with better accessories. i need another weekday job, NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-6344524309755548876?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6344524309755548876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=6344524309755548876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6344524309755548876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6344524309755548876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/02/bob.html' title='bob'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-4983207318712849507</id><published>2008-02-16T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T01:10:50.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;orite finally my internet's back! dunnoe what happen between my link and singtels's. oh well, ive got a job. its sales. well more of a promoter kinda thing. but im under an advertising agency, so i'll be gfoing around. tmrw and sun will be my 1st assignment promoting and selling panasonic cameras at best denki junction8. well if u think of buying cameras for these 2 days, why not come to me. i cant give you discounts, but i can recommend you the best i know of the top seeller model in japan, panasonic, right for the budget u have. well cny went to melaka and portdickson with just the family. i have an upcoming poly class chalet coming up, and hope for more working assignments cos i reli need the cash while waiting for ns. im broke man, and since im suppose to be out of poly if i pass, parents are not reli giving me the full pocket money, so yep, no cash.. so ive gotta work hard!!!! arghh and i dowanna work with dad, cos its super boring in the office and i want to be independent for once lah for god's sake. so stop i hope my mum and dad stop pestering me to work for my dad even though the pay is quite handsome, but i wanna work on my own okay. i have reli no interest in buisness admin areas anw. oh well, my niece finally send a pic of my kl trip last year. looking at it again, gosh it was actually fun eventhough ive got different niece to layan, and, hahaha bakar ubat nyamuk the whole hols.. hahaha ok work tmrw, time to fill up myself with sales experience.. or at the very least the camera world..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-4983207318712849507?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4983207318712849507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=4983207318712849507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4983207318712849507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4983207318712849507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/02/ahhh.html' title='ahhh'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-3750644889130107790</id><published>2008-02-01T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T02:20:51.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no work = menganggur!!!</title><content type='html'>countless no of times my resume that has been emailed here and there that im afraid my personal info would be literally be known to the whole of singapore. but any job reply???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a single one yo fuckss, thats right kids, not a single reply!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they say employment rate are increasing. wtf? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;gi telan grenade sudah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&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/7074017-3750644889130107790?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/3750644889130107790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=3750644889130107790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3750644889130107790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3750644889130107790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-work-menganggur.html' title='no work = menganggur!!!'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-1056730327495114001</id><published>2008-01-29T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T15:44:14.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>catch crab</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ok so forget abt the car incident, cos after getting the contacts all, my dad told me its just a small scratch and he's too lazy to pursue the matter, so looks like i'll be forking out my own money if i decide to touch up. well in any case i asked amin to tell me the price cos he was gonna check out an autoshop that does some touch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;anyway my whole night yesterday and today morning was on crab catching at sembawang park sea. and i tell you, my luck ws terrible. i only caught one while fairuz and ian caught so many, and they even caught "ketam bangkang", u know hte one those restaurant coffeeshop sell. well my luck was terrible. first my line was washed into sea by a sudden lapse of wave, and i had to go into the sea all wet just to retrieve it, if my mum knew these, she'll kill me despite the fact she said &lt;em&gt;"dont go into the sea"&lt;/em&gt;.. hahaha. anyway i got to retrive it with the small lightstick to my line, but after throwing the crab cage a few times again, the next thing i knew i was pulling a light amount of weight, and guess what, my crab cage is gone. and there goes my 4 bucks for the cage. damn, and i wudnt wanna go into the water again cos semb park water is known for claiming lifes every year, and at that time of the day yesterday, is not a good idea to go in. i went in once yesterday to retrive the line, and i can feel the irregularities of the soil at the shoreline. soft sand are not to be played with. and it just so happen i took my geotechnical exam during the day.. hahaha and also not being superstitious but its just the many advices that i get from mum and her families when they used to live there. oh well, so ian borrowed me his cage and again i didnt get anything, luck wasnt there. aneway i still brought home crabs cos ian didnt want his catch, and he said it was my first time, so he gave me all sia. so nice.. hahaha thnx ahh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160798497545301810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/R57W4_OOrzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gsV52H80lDI/s320/Image005.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;so this was ian's catch. the biggest one and the only specie diff from the small ones was still fighting hard all the way for his freedom and life even right to the time my mum tried to cut his pincer to cook. so being so violent my mum poke him with a knife and brought it to the boiling pot. brutal ah?? hahaha kiwak kecoh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;damn i didnt get the giordano job, they didnt call me- so what next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-1056730327495114001?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1056730327495114001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=1056730327495114001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/1056730327495114001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/1056730327495114001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/01/catch-crab.html' title='catch crab'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/R57W4_OOrzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gsV52H80lDI/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-5856714662639192924</id><published>2008-01-28T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T15:38:20.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alamakkk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;alamak, people exam finish, want to catch crabs with friends tonite at sembawang sea, this nyonya mangkok pulak, go and scratch my bumper. with her mercedes sumore. mangkokokokokok.. sumore very lepak, say she never bang me when everyone at the shell petrol kiosk saw it. i wouldnt have known it either if the pump attendant didnt tell me. cock up siak. the thing was, she was old so i made sure when i scold, not even a single curseword came out, also to protect myself in the event she wants to sue me. all i said was "lu", "gua", "Langgar kereta gua", thats all. i even said in malay, you're old, so i dont wanna scold you, but heck she kept denying she banged it and refuse to come out. wah piang how sia to not become hot like that. lucky the pump attendant told me to relax. and he went to talk to her nicely, that even a scratch it wud cost me a bomb to spray back. and sumore its not my car. well i told them its not mine, which is also true what, i oni co-own it or might as well say just drive it cos im not even in the 2nd name to owning the car till i get abstable job, so it rightfully belongs to my dad with his name, registered as well as insurance and roadtax. so technically im just borrowing the car. after a moment then she come out, sumore can say dun angry2 lah, she can pay la. then why the heck did u deny it in the 1st place if u can pay!?!? and besides what the heck, ure bringing a mercedes.. mercedes u know!! which is hers and sumore black plate at that old age. must be rich lah like that. alamak. dunnoe lah. i took photos as evidence which the pump attendant helped me so as to make sure if my dad decides to call her she cant deny anythg. she gave me her contact and i gave her my dad's and mine. yea it might just be a scratch but heck, if i was the one to hit her car, i tell you, she cnfm chase me down, sumore mercedes owner, like my friend and mum always say, they are always very &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"nguan"&lt;/span&gt; one.. then sumore very &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"kiam"&lt;/span&gt;.. but i was very glad i maintained my words and didnt scold her any cursing words cos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;she was old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i didnt want to get sued&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i know she wasn't intentional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;only thing made me mad was that she denied it.. " takda langgar lah, mana ada gua langgar" wah lepak oni, think what free ah buy car, car more expensive than buy wife nowadays u know!!! hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wahlao so cock up till my english all beterabuh in this post, hahaha.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;trust this to happen on my last exam paper. wtf&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-5856714662639192924?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5856714662639192924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=5856714662639192924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5856714662639192924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5856714662639192924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/01/alamakkk.html' title='alamakkk'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-4350555360374984789</id><published>2008-01-16T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T17:56:02.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CE TECH</title><content type='html'>well went kaki bukit eunos techpark link to swim yesterday with Hongrui and Ian. its actually a corporation or MNC building, i think, with swimming pool, tennis court and gym. but gotta have membership and Ian used his uncle's to help us get in. well the jacuzzi, kiwak superb. the pump damn hard sia, and the swimming pool didnt have insects like what Hongrui and me thot it wud be. and best of all, there were only us. haha. so practically a whole swimming pool with jacuzzi to us. yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that stopped at UBI industrial estate to get &lt;em&gt;jebat&lt;/em&gt; some car acessories. well we stopped by CAD and some design enhancement shop, and there were &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fuckin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cool suzuki swift sport on work and the bodykits they're selling. well stopped to look at the carbon fibre bonnet cos thot of getting one after i worked. well worked out the price, and i need at least 600bucks++ for a normal carbon fibre bonnet cover or 1K+++ for a carbon fibre bonnet with scoops. damn they charge 400 more just to make the scoops. gosh. then stop by mcwell and bought some accesories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after swimming went home, had dinner, went out back to study. but usual northpoint starbucks was full, mcdonalds was ok for a while before matreps came along with their noises, so went some other place, before having supper at simpang bedok and finally studied at ECP mcdonalds in absolute peace from noises with Hongrui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-4350555360374984789?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4350555360374984789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=4350555360374984789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4350555360374984789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4350555360374984789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/01/ce-tech.html' title='CE TECH'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-6770495907197031954</id><published>2008-01-15T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:41:47.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angan2</title><content type='html'>k this damn angan2 is not gonna get me nowhere forgot sake. EYESSSS pls i got to sleep. close yourself lah sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw test lah cb!! haiyah. its not even tmrw, its today, only later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 12.36am and my eyes dont want to close. instead i got myself into some day-only-that-its-not-day-but-nite dreaming shit. angan2 plak dier. tmrw project management and ive got lots to write and i cant afford to be sleepy. just now microbio oready cock up last question. mangkok. ok forget it, i need my sleep lah so please eyes, embrace yourself with darkness, its only 6 hrs before u need to open back in which i believe u get so shiok that u'll find it hard to open making my mum scream her lungs out dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;help me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;help my mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-6770495907197031954?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6770495907197031954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=6770495907197031954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6770495907197031954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6770495907197031954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/01/angan2.html' title='angan2'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-3994832716644727505</id><published>2008-01-12T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T02:04:56.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alamak test ah</title><content type='html'>okay jebat has been my loyal companion since i started busy-ing myself with studies. bringing me here and there; to different places so that i can study in peace. hahaha. minyak pon jalan je ehh. anyway, yup as uve guessed it, tests and exams are here again. boring routine. study, study, study.. apart from finding place to study, its study. yesterday study with hongrui, great achievement, just now study alone, tmrw also mebbe. i cant study with too many people, or not tak boleh masuk dalam kepale otak aku nie. well its the last of the last test and exam. so for the upcoming weeks till feb, im gonna be immersed myself with all those study shit. oh well, thats life yow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah anyone who knows where i can get &lt;em&gt;suzuki swift accessories&lt;/em&gt; shop only pls msg me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in shops, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;online shops &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and selling only suzuki accessories for cars&lt;br /&gt;many many thnx =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-3994832716644727505?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/3994832716644727505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=3994832716644727505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3994832716644727505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3994832716644727505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/01/alamak-test-ah.html' title='alamak test ah'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-6100466642689103400</id><published>2008-01-01T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T20:41:12.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year at ubin</title><content type='html'>ok ive yet to get my KL pics from my niece. so lets just forget abt that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i spent my new year welcoming at... Pulau Ubin!! hahahaha ok so its been a long time since we had went up there. so we went there again for new year. too bad mr tengku ezad cant join. but nvm, serve country what to do. anw we went there, and i had to go down again  upon reaching summit at night to get back the kerosene with yazid and paktams younger bro. and it was of little use as well, that kerosene. haha damn. so we reached the usual summit at 10.45pm, go down and manage to get back up at 11.30pm, just in time for fireworks from singapore and malaysia!! at 12 am that is. oh well, malaysia's look nicer. hahaha. well crapped through the nite and play games and sleep uncomfortably but yet breezy which is invaluable and came down this morning before the sun gets up too high. anyway, its school tmrw. damn. now i have to start think of my finals of my real finals. if i pass, ns. im scared of failing cause, it means  extended time in poly, and i wish to end it nicely 3 years and get the fuck outta there. well what a way to start new year. hope 2008 gets better, cos 2007 SUCKS!! thnx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year la eh anw to all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"potong hidung semut.."&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/7074017-6100466642689103400?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6100466642689103400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=6100466642689103400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6100466642689103400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6100466642689103400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-at-ubin.html' title='new year at ubin'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-6260952356740368747</id><published>2007-12-28T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T23:35:55.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>backk</title><content type='html'>6 days KL-melaka holidays was fun. with my different niece and nephews kerenah to layan. hahaha, it was still awesome nevertheless. KL times square indoor theme park's roller coaster ride is a big killer i tell you plus the stupid turning2 inverting machine that leaves you hanging upside down. mauttttt. besides that, stomach had never been gobbled with that much food. and driving had never been that long. seriously. oh well will put pics when i get hold of em'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa-ta-bla-hhhaaaahhahaahaaha??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-6260952356740368747?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6260952356740368747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=6260952356740368747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6260952356740368747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6260952356740368747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/12/backk.html' title='backk'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-7240324040786585376</id><published>2007-12-20T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T23:11:44.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kkkkkkkkkkkkkLLLLLLLLLLLLL</title><content type='html'>well its 8 more hours before i zoooooooooom to KLLLLL. its gonna be my first time driving up that long.. lets see how far/long i can last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u guys in a week's timeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syarif, fix jumpe pat bukit bintang ahhh. hahaha step yishun je.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-7240324040786585376?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7240324040786585376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=7240324040786585376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/7240324040786585376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/7240324040786585376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/12/kkkkkkkkkkkkklllllllllllll.html' title='kkkkkkkkkkkkkLLLLLLLLLLLLL'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-1250686804906885728</id><published>2007-12-17T04:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T04:15:28.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19?? kiwakkk...</title><content type='html'>so its 5 days since i turned 19. lemme see what did i do?? nothing!!!! hahaha seriously i wasn't looking forward for 19. cos unlike 18 which made me half legal in most cases, 19 contributed nothing in my life phases except ageing. tknk siak jadik ageing population cepat2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aneway for those of you who havent catch hitman and is a fucking big fan of the game, go catch it now. cos its awesome for me. and for those of you who has the idea of catching alvin and the chipmunks, i say dont stop yourself! its funny lah.. and seriously cute. well i thot it sucked at first too till my friend brought me to watch it. seriously freaking cute and funny that sends the whole cinema laughing all the time. and thnx to my fren for the cute m&amp;amp;m chocs, again, cos i seriously think she shouldnt have wasted money for chocs as bday gift. but again its her money so she's got the right and org dah kasi amek je la mangkok. ok thats all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sok cmpb!! aku takot darahhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-1250686804906885728?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1250686804906885728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=1250686804906885728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/1250686804906885728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/1250686804906885728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/12/19-kiwakkk.html' title='19?? kiwakkk...'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-4939477056353915615</id><published>2007-11-29T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T21:54:58.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no deal lahhh</title><content type='html'>k i wouldn't wanna say its been long, cos thats how ive been starting my entries for the past few posts. so lets start differently. i just watched deal or no deal. there's this malay pregnant lady. quite young. she played her rounds and made that game come to a halt at $40,000. yea at the advice from her husband. yea money looks big, and she's very good to follow her husband's advice. but guess what, wah this one my heart pain sia. it turns out the box she chose, No. 13, holds &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$250,000!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wow. and i tell you. im as a viewer i feel like so damn wasted, and of course that contestant cried. its like so far i watched that show, she's like one of the few or i think the first to get $250,000. mebbe rezeki anak yg nak datang. but alas she made the wrong move. NEVERTHELESS, money isnt everything, and $40,000 is a lot for a young newly wedded couple with a baby in expectance. so i hope they're all well, and i reli hope they dont fight after that. cos its not worth it. hahahaha. ok moving on to skool. much has happened lately. FYP, PBL, MINI PROJ etc. wow. FYP in the last stage. MINI PROJ im not so sure, cos i think the other guys are in charge. PBL very unique and if its not for the rush-rush feeling, i would've have enjoyed it. its like we're given a drawing. we're suppose to construct a pedestrian link across &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a 6-lane-2-way-traffic-flow-4-sided-junction measuring 68m long&lt;/span&gt;. of course we chose constructing an underpass given its length and heavy traffic conditions. so we have to prepare the method statement for best our chosen method of construction after undergoing several stages of planning. and then go for an interview with panel, which are the lecturer acting as client, and present our best solution and price. its like tendering in real working life. invited for tender with drawings given, we've got to analyse, Quantity surveyor calculations, soil investigationbest method, method statements, safety issues and present it at the tender interview. of course not the construction part. so its like fun rite, ok well for me. but we're like rushing cos the deadline is next week, and interview the following week. by the way PBL is Problem Based Learning in case it seems alien to some of us, including me initially. and it constitutes between 15% to 25% of betwwen three major modules we're taking. hahaha. FYP kinda slowing down but i hope to speed it up over the weekend and see how it goes. ok before i bore anyone further, ill stop. hahahaha. ok have fun people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ok syarif confirm itu broquet boostmaster around 800 plus bucks for car. but motor mebbe murah ah. tgk ah, mebbe itu krete dah lame sikit, dlm satu due tahon baru aku consider. hahahaha. skrg pon nak leatak tkde duit deng..&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/7074017-4939477056353915615?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4939477056353915615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=4939477056353915615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4939477056353915615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4939477056353915615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-deal-lahhh.html' title='no deal lahhh'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-3475449341621238737</id><published>2007-11-01T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T20:56:18.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>k mendakk</title><content type='html'>so it was oct 13th the last time. its nov 1st now. almost three weeks into raya. ader la jln2 rayer sane sini sikit2 nak kasi meriah lah katekan. with family, friends and all.. but of cos raya has come to an absolute halt with the coming of e-learning and term-test week. for those taking A's, i wish a freaking good luck. dun worry ur raye is spoilt this year, u'll still have coming years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so e-learning all done except one module have to do report. supose to be doing it now. the absence of my computer is making me all hard to do my works and all. cos it means relying on my bro's comp. i dunnoe how long yet my comp's thinking of hibernating itself. meebe one of these go ask from taufiq windows cd and reboot it. its time my comp wakes up!!! aneway, nowadays i have weird dreams sia.. things dat is associate in my life but i think less of or cudnt care of becomes my dream storyline. serious.. kdg2 klakar palk tu. and sometimes things that i got mad over or angry with, beomes my dream storyline. kiwakk. terok ah my dream director. which is of course the setan. cos dreams are all setan's play. ni setan maner yg in-charge dream aku nie, gi resign sua. tknk resign gi crik storyline baru, ke scriptwriter baru ke. hahah. tapi jgn kau plak yg kuar kat dlm dream aku. kau director buat hal director, jgn nk jadik actor plak. anw crite2 hantu ni sumer tk main eh. so tkmo amek storyline hantu utk dream aku okayyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k mepek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least aku blog perr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-3475449341621238737?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/3475449341621238737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=3475449341621238737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3475449341621238737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3475449341621238737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/11/k-mendakk.html' title='k mendakk'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-8919835691161744198</id><published>2007-10-13T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T23:57:15.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raye 2007</title><content type='html'>tiring and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fattening&lt;/span&gt;. the rest, no need to know lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA TO ALL!!!! MAAF ZAHIR BATIN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-iklas dari farhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-8919835691161744198?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8919835691161744198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=8919835691161744198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8919835691161744198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8919835691161744198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/10/raye-2007.html' title='raye 2007'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-1338505485722611105</id><published>2007-10-09T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T00:58:11.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP</title><content type='html'>hahahah. Farhan Yang Pasrah. FYP. more like Fuck Your Pussies. FYP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn its 12.48am &lt;strong&gt;exactly&lt;/strong&gt;, and im still doing my FYP. well final year project. yeah. cos why. the fucken supervisor wanna see our report draft by this wednesday. damn being the project leader is not easy as well. lucky only 2 members. senang nak communicate. and of course my 2 freaking members for the past 6 months of our FYP in the making are the 2 gongs in my class. fahme and fairuz. plus me farhan. sume F eh. effing lame lah siak. bende2 retard merepek pon ble buat joke. lagu arab yg time puase gini lepas azan dinyanyikan pon bleh jadik bahan kekek. hahaha. oh well anyway. yea our draft. its like a pitstop to our future views. like what? lemme explain. its raya this sat. yay!! and then burrr.. when i think of the FYP draft. and then, there's some other good things im looking forward to after that as well. and again this draft unables me to look far ahead of my plans. cos when i look far to the activites ive planned ahead, it reminds me of my FYP draft. and i have to do it!! argh fuck. dah lah asyik kene gi site. then need to consolidate lagik site info. haiyahhhh ni baru draft yg first, lom lagik full report. kalau full report camne agaknye nanti. kalau present kat BE management team lagik mcm mane agaknye? kalau nak kene implement what we've suggested agakne camne nanti plak eh? oh well anyway, lets hope it goes well orite. cos all that goes well, hopes to mean well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think?? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;hahahaa&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/7074017-1338505485722611105?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1338505485722611105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=1338505485722611105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/1338505485722611105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/1338505485722611105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/10/fyp.html' title='FYP'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-3379496740979282139</id><published>2007-09-23T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T18:50:11.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>try this</title><content type='html'>try this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try making a very important decision while u try to hold on to ur freaking shit that is aching to come out. hahah&lt;br /&gt;seriously guys, it isn't as it easy as u think it wud be. hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the feeling shiok.hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw tmrw skool starts. hahaha which mean work has end. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ader lah duit utk pakai. hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-3379496740979282139?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/3379496740979282139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=3379496740979282139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3379496740979282139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/3379496740979282139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/09/try-this.html' title='try this'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-223706676629268971</id><published>2007-09-05T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T01:20:15.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>camp ends. works start, commence, whatever. wtf??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im tired. anewae today i see some sad things, that has been happening to my family, particularly my grandad. suddenly the grandad that i was never close with, was pitiful at the view of my two eyes. the grandad that i never reli felt the sense of care and love towards to, made me wanna cry today and show him a lot of concern too. just by looking at him. gosh, if i have kids, ill tell them abt this. let them have an insight of how just life can twist to a major cock up. the prob just gets on and on aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;families pon ader politics beb. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and mr blog, u and i are gonna have a little hush2 session together orite, strictly no publicity. no, bukan memantat lah kuntrat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;kanina lah pak hajii..&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/7074017-223706676629268971?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/223706676629268971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=223706676629268971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/223706676629268971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/223706676629268971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/09/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-7966615855199694100</id><published>2007-08-31T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T19:46:10.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp</title><content type='html'>going for camp. damn. i just feel heavy to go. but its time. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u in 4 days time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-7966615855199694100?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7966615855199694100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=7966615855199694100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/7966615855199694100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/7966615855199694100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/08/camp.html' title='camp'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-4529913033074033840</id><published>2007-08-26T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T01:17:02.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck sak</title><content type='html'>shit. dropped my younger bro's psp sia. alamak. nie sume lipas nyer pasal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at changi beach with my family. then i borrowed his psp. then my mum ask me throw rubbish. so i went to the dustbin, and found at that the bin there is covered by some sort of a hatch eh. so i lift it up, pukiwak... LIPAS LIPAS LIPAS LIPAS LIPAS LIPAS LIPAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i got so shocked and geli of that shit scrolling on my hand that i threw his psp up high in the air, before it airborne its way on the tar mat. amek kau, cd nyer terkluar, battery nyer terbukak. and worst of all its crack. can be off-ed, but cannot be place to hold. battery cover cant be covered completely. and i ask jianhui howmuch it wud roughly cost me to fix it at the shops, and 100 buck plus came directly out of his mouth. siallah, baru nak save2 duit, tgh pokai, duit lagik nampaknye. fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuck..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fuck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuck..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuck..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fuck..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;masyallahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-4529913033074033840?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4529913033074033840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=4529913033074033840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4529913033074033840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4529913033074033840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/08/fuck-sak.html' title='fuck sak'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-7830819637432332636</id><published>2007-08-24T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:43:05.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muttons to midnite</title><content type='html'>sorry for the lay-low period. it was not abt lying low, but some things are just not meant to be posted. im frequently hearing to mutton to midnite and muttons at midnite on the radio nowadays. they're a couple of funny deejays. introducing insults sparrings over the air, english but not so eng accent and some cool over the air games. and of course songs la. funny lah sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im bored and i have nth to do. and im bored. ok hor. bye. and "hor" is not singlish. to me, its just a bitchy side of the chinese dialect. just like malay, ape &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;seh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?, bitchy side of the malay dialect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, i dont know the bitchy of the other dialects. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-7830819637432332636?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7830819637432332636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=7830819637432332636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/7830819637432332636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/7830819637432332636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/08/muttons-to-midnite.html' title='muttons to midnite'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-2847592258805122580</id><published>2007-07-17T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T20:02:39.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harry budget film or what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;caught harry potter and the order of the phoenix with yazid, kahirul and taufiq yesterday. and serious i was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; impressed. as in the big N.O.T. i didnt beleieve at first when syarif said that is was not impressing this time round, cos its like one of the more important series if u read the book. where all the action starts, where u can reli start seeing dumbledore duelling and that voldemort shit arising to power. but the movie, yes, it managed to tell the viewers that. but not making an impact. i think the director was relying on the faith that harry potter himself has the name well lnown everywhere that he had forgotten the one thing about making a movie- the damn fucking impact u have to your viewers.  important parts in the book was either cut off, sawn off or made it look unimportant to viewers at home. and i swear yazid slept in the movie, and he as the view of a non-reader of the book, said that it was plain. so u'll guess how the readers wud feel. the only part i looked forward, after being dissapointed at the half mark of the movie was the duel of the kids, and the order with the death eaters as well as the duel of dumbledore in the ministry of magic with voldemort. but it looked more like starwars seriously lasting for a mere 5 mins for each sections respectively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well now i feel so relieved watching it on monday, cos at least its cheaper. =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh well at least the book's coming out soon... hahahahahah. i'll have good company in the mrt anytime soon.&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/7074017-2847592258805122580?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-5098664763266517996</id><published>2007-07-15T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T21:26:30.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scratch</title><content type='html'>ok i bang dad's car yesterday. okay not as in literally bang. but i was parking and as i reversed and didnt hear the sensor sound and then, bang. hit one stupid c30-40-or-whatever c grade concrete pavement which was strong and at a very high position. result. one nice horzontal line with multiple and multiples of small vertical cracks on it. some were chipped depressions. just seconds before it yazid went "dok dah dok!!" and "bam!". wooo steaming bebeh. lucky it was on my rear bumper and the position is rather low so not reli can see. but my heart pain see it, and i was sure the real owner, my dad's heart was even in more pain when he first sees it just now. oh well what to do, it happened. aneway its small je lahh orite. lucky not one big dent or what. blame on the concrete pavement that so protruding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well on a lighter note went to eat with my friends yeaterday at bedok corner. badok at bedok. hahaha cool. with fauzi, ian and yazid. we were practically lost, cos i didnt know how to get from tampines to bedok corner, and drove he and there. found ourselves at old tampines rd, then suddenly at hougang, then angmokio then serangoon then finally geylang. before i called fairuz and finally figure out from geylang how to go there. actually from tampines can go oready thru tpe, then ecp then xilin ave. but we were lost so far that i cant see tpe back again. okay pathetic. so ate there. yazid's going taiwan next week. fauzi got soc yg kat mrt tu. ian and me skool as usual. hahahah. were suppossed to watch harry potter but our friend fauzi WATCHED it BEFORE WITHOUT waiting for us. hahaha ok then go here and there. dgr lagu hiphop shit. woo isi minyak smpai 76 ketol siak aku kene. kiwak. nasib bole claim 50 ketol from dad. hahahaha.  ok so that was yesterday. today was just going out with my family, get some nice durians at geylang, then went to marine parade and chomp those durians by the beach before heading home. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"x gonna give it to ya, gonna give it to ya! x gonna give it to ya, gonna give to ya!.."&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/7074017-5098664763266517996?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5098664763266517996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=5098664763266517996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5098664763266517996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5098664763266517996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/07/scratch.html' title='scratch'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-4749571032662553531</id><published>2007-07-01T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T03:52:40.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kallang roar</title><content type='html'>ok that was the last of our kallang stadium. soon its gonna be demolished away along with the wonderful memories and kallang roars with it, its quite sad. anewae singapore put quite a tough fite. it took the australian a more than 50 mins to concede thru thier first goals. and singapore's attempt to me for goals, was far better. but they lost due to the keeper. the goalie didnt perform well that much. i doubt it was lionel lewis, cos of the way he took the goal kick. but i was far from my seat, so i cant determine that well, and i miss the player's name announcing part. the veterans match was more relaxed, cos of course la, they're old oready sia. alas, stamina may rust, but not the skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and being in the civil and structural line, of course, its sure sad to say goodbye to the wonderful structure. so this entry is a tribute to the columns, beams, trusses, tensions, forces, soils, concretes, pilings of the stadium that held it up strong for nearly 4 decades. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the contrary, went to bovis site today after so long. fairuz drove his brothers car. aku rase aku tgk dier bawak manual, aku dah lupe sia camne, asyik2 auto je. anw, met up old colleagues, thye the engineer, and RE Goh. thye becoming thinner with all the pressure that keeps coming on him from all sides. poor la sia that guy. hahahah. man the site sure have upgraded alot since the 2 plus months i left there. well went there to study the safety procedures of the site with Fahme, and Fairuz for our FYP. still got time to gossip with thye and all about his good companion the site manager, who's reli a pain in the ass. worst, he was from the same kampung in malaysia as thye. hahahahah, that, which thye could not accept. hahahahah. aneway, maight be going there to look again on the updates of the risk assesments implementation and etc. cos all we got was only their safety planning. but doesnt mean what they plan is what they do, but im sure bovis is a freaking safe site, it's won the safety award before and its international, so i guess its one of the perfect site for our FYP case study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Dollah Kassim gelek still there, he's been given a "spot memoir" of the stadium where he made history, along with the other players and sportsman that made their historical achievements at the stadium on the very spot that led to their success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and and&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;the fire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;works was great! = )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-4749571032662553531?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4749571032662553531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=4749571032662553531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4749571032662553531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4749571032662553531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/07/ok-that-was-last-of-our-kallang-stadium.html' title='kallang roar'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-5245817362198270758</id><published>2007-06-20T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:20:22.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hermmm</title><content type='html'>ok project project projects. its not easy to coordinate urself among three projects. especially ur grp members, if ure the leader. luckily, im only leader for 2 projects, the fyp, and geomatics. aneway, for the first time after checking our drawing, our surveying was rite this time. so we only have one point left before the whole carpark is mapped. so thats ok, tmrw we're doing. it shud be rite, insya'Allah. earthquake model comp cum testing project done. finished, but this one fairuz handle. he leader. FYP, this friday go site. go identify all the safety rules or regulations or actions the site does not practice. so alls going well, if keep on doing like this, geomatics shud be able to finish by first week of term 2. FYP of course la cannot, its the whole of final year project. hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"so-kong at Pt E, Prism at Pt A.  BS confirmed, F3 and enter.. Alrite guys lets start with the small details.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-5245817362198270758?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5245817362198270758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=5245817362198270758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5245817362198270758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5245817362198270758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/06/hermmm.html' title='hermmm'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-4231857504129089601</id><published>2007-06-17T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T03:37:49.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bapoks</title><content type='html'>well okay yesterday went malaysia. drove my parents there cos they need to sign something abt their old days planning. went in via 2nd link. lebuhraya beb. main leboh jer 110km/h. hahahahah. oh anewae it was kinda raining, and there were lots of objects on the road. not to mention potholes. gosh, they seriously need to do something. so after that went to eat at a kampung style kedai kopi. the foods there were exotic. and u get to put the rice urself, so put as much as u want. the lemak pucuk paku, was ubberly superb i tell you. hahahah. so after eating bought a lil something on the way home. upon reaching home slept for a while cos i was friggin' tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at arnd 6.30pm, picked up fauzi at semb, and yazid at ang mo kio. both just booked out again this week. we seriously had no idea where to go, so changi village was like nice. went there, packet-ed out the famous nasi lemaks there, yazid finally got REAL otak-otak rather than like last weeks, and he oredered 20. i went to buy drinks and waited for them at the carpark when hongrui and his family popped up, like after i just gave him a call. hahahah. he's family was very friendly, especially the sister. hahahahahahah. wooooo. but one thing ah, when he with his family, he's not as irritating as he is in school. hahahah. so then after a while they arrive back with food and we went to changi beach to eat. seriously it wasnt planned but it was nice u know. after eating, had our stories about our sec skool days. where we thot we were matured enough to determine our way, but fact was we cant even control our childish emotions right. hahah. so then bought ice cream, watch the airplanes, then midnite coming, so as we all know, the bapuks all start to appear. and fauzi was getting all excited, which i dunnoe why. hahahah. dude theyve got pedang like us too, so the boobs is just an illusion for us to forget thier pedangs man. "last kopek ah, last kopek". bayak punye last kopek, i think we made more than 5 rounds around the carparks there. hahahahahh. ok then, send them back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, not much, apart from having a very sumptious meal with my family at marsiling's AL AMEEN restaurant. hahahahah. plan was to go Mak's Place at changi road, but too far lahhh. anewae i just realise its father's day. weird thing is, my family dont celebrate all these days. but i know all these days do burn in us almost everyday. hahahah, that doesnt make sense. ok thats all folks! hahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;psssssss, i wanna sleepp. = D&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/7074017-4231857504129089601?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4231857504129089601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=4231857504129089601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4231857504129089601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/4231857504129089601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/06/bapoks.html' title='bapoks'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-2159284564932098795</id><published>2007-06-16T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T02:04:30.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kay</title><content type='html'>today dam fucking tired after coming back from school. do geomatics. hahahah. then hongrui made some stupid jokes abt the three teacher possess me then suddenly i do very fast, then i mindblock, cos thong dont agree with maik and dr ocf inside my body. COCK UPPP LAAA HONGRUI!!! hahahahahahreach home at 6.30pm, cannot tahan fell asleep till 7.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, woke up then quickly get ready for jamming. just nice la, swee2 gitu, abt to go out, dad pon smpai umah. pe lagik. krete jugak mau pinjam. picked syarif, khairul and taufiq at jiemin there. then gi jam, then bla bla.. gi 719, lepak ngan arman and ian. musibot parking berjam-jam siak. cock up siol. even arman said that ive got a long way to improve my parallel parking. hahahahah. okay, enough of that. ian badan kecoh, lebam2.. harness jugak punye pasal. hahahahah. "stay away" kangkang mau lebih eh ian. hahahah, maut la tu soon airborne wings guy. then hantar drg balik, picked up family, went to changi village. TPE jugak. ceh baru2 nak bljr road nmpk. hahahahah. then go eat. and then go home la, takkan tknk balik tido kann kann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"my cockupness makes your day, hahahahah"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-2159284564932098795?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2159284564932098795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=2159284564932098795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/2159284564932098795'/><link 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with me, so he's not letting me alone any sooner with his car. i know he's thinking more abt what will happen to his car than my safety. hahahahah. oh well nvm, main thing im happy and relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met khairul in the afternoon. lepak and belanje him, why? dunnoe cos i was in a good mood. called others but all seem to be busy or phone never pickup. and so only lepak with him. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar, hohohohohohohohohohoh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-4010652512657656939?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4010652512657656939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>hahah, fuck pestek</title><content type='html'>hahahah. was back from dc today. went to my granny house. was like long time never visit her, so took my time to do that today. my grans 88 by documental age, but 90 plus by actual age. thats cause when they sign for citizenship when singapore was on the road to independence, they didnt much reli care to put the right date. even her younger sister who knew her real birthday was already 90, how can my granny the elder sis be 88?? hahahah. so was like sitting ah n talking while watching tv, then i knew she was talking something. but i didnt much understand. than i heard something like japan. oh wow she was talking to me abt the japs occupation times. ok so i got interested and listened carefully. from what i heard from her, the japanese caught hold of the sembawang-then muttergate or smth. well theyve got to bow. if they dont, they'll get harsh scolding. once my grans forgot too, and was called and got a hell of a scolding. sometimes she said was quite funny when he called her and some friends as a whole gang just for not bowing. then she said smth like, japanese soldiers wearing car tyre rubbers soles tied with something i forgot, as thier freaking shoes. hahahahah. and they had not enough rice, cos rice and all good foods were taken away by the japs, leaving them with just a bit of rice, and keledek, ubi became their substitute staples. and she kept saying western ppl seen arnd too, but uncommon being asked to do general works in half naked. something like that, and at night they're all too scared to go out, and when the shoes of those jap passes by thier house, they'll be adrenaline pumped for that moment. and when the japan first attack them with bombs, my gran accidentally left my first aunt at the house, and they realise and when my great grandad went back, lucky my aunt was still arnd safe sitting beside the 'ambin' oblivious to the bombings arnd her. she's still alive otday, with granchildrens of her own. and my granny continued that, when japan finally surrender, they were rejoiced, cos it was 2 years of hell for them, even if they know america wasn't that good either. but they rejoiced. and that they had believe day n night the japs wud eventually lost, cos they were mad, japan were trying to take over our malay archipelago lands. yeah maybe to some of u, it doent mean a shit, but im thrilled to get first degree description sia. it had always been reading textbooks abt the ww2. but today seemed to be extraordinary for that first degree account. funny enough, my granny remembered those event happened 60 yrs ago, but doesnt seem to remember most things nowadays. a good evidence of the brain's good long term memory relapse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-1241477987644774485?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-2256577361420597124</id><published>2007-05-25T06:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T06:30:52.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a good rest</title><content type='html'>im tired, &lt;em&gt;wa han lay leh&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;anjel kondal sondel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gue capek benar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;larosti firtrianos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;aku penat beb&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hamba kedaruratan tenaga tuanku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to rest when,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e-learning is up, test in the coming which i still have not study, final year project planning and management proposal not done and my geomatics cock up. the moment i say the topo mapping plotted, im seriously having doubts being apointed the leader in geomatics. the results of four buggers plus one tired leader is my responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh brother, i need the airport, like now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-2256577361420597124?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2256577361420597124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=2256577361420597124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sick. and this shit is back. damn. aneway, sorry guys cos i didnt lepak yesterday. the mediccine was so drowsy that it got me all steamed up all the way through the night on my bed. but aneway, i gonna go out eat with yazid and fauzi later,before they book in. im getting quite tired of eating porridge at home. i think doing topo surveying outside yesterday made my sickness worst. it was funcking hot i tell you, and we still got to get our topo machine levelled right before proceding. and damnm, we got out final year project selection results. my team's gonna do on impact of worksafety on workplaces in singapore. and we got to get ready the project planning and management proposal by 1st june. damn thats a month from now. im running out of time, and being sick is not a good start dammit! looks like no more going off early on wednesdays. im eating medicines correctly so please, stupid virus, get off from my immune system as fast as u fucking can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;"antibiotcs, 2 tablets, 3 times a day. running nose, 1 tablets 3 times a day, drowsy ahh.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-1260616903642366908?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1260616903642366908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=1260616903642366908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/1260616903642366908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/1260616903642366908'/><link rel='alternate' 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my bathroom in a shitting position on my toilet bowl while brushing my teeth, i really dont know. the next moment i was fully awake, i was brushing with my  personal toothbrush siap ngan toothpaste kat mulot. and the funny thing is, i tjhot i was late for school. so even when i was conscious after realising i was brushing my teeth i continued. then i felt wierd. how come there's no usual mom-shouting-for-us-to-hurry-up type of scene outside my toilet. so i opened the toilet door, and poof, it was dark. my younger brother who was doing his usual late morning study routine came out of the room, look at me and said, "kau ngigau pe mandi tgh2 malam?". before laughing out. so i was stunned, and i asked what time issit, arent i late for skool, and he went, "its like 3am in the morning. i was like?????? 3-fucking-am in the morning, before i laughed the hell out of myself alonme in the toilet. seriously i laughed out loud sia. hahahahahaa. but seriously that was damn weird ah. to wake up and realising ure not in bed like usual. feaky sia. come to think of it, its rather stupid and funny then weird, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well im stuck with this song from the new "&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;budak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jatuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Last year's wishes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Are this year's apologies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Every last time I come home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I take my last chance, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;To burn a bridge or two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I only keep myself this sick in the head, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;'Cause I know how the words get you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;We're the new face of failure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Prettier and younger but not any better off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bulletproof loneliness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;At best. At best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me and you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Setting in a honeymoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;If I woke up next to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(If I woke up next to you.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me and you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Setting in a honeymoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;If I woke up next to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(If I woke up next to you.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Collect the bad habits, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;That you couldn't bare to keep, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Out of the woods but I love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;A tree I used to lay beneath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Kiss teeth stained red, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;From a sour bottle, baby girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;With eyes the size of baby worlds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;We're the new face of failure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Prettier and younger but not any better off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Bulletproof loneliness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;At best. At best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me and you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Setting in a honeymoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;If I woke up next to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(If I woke up next to you.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me and you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Setting in a honeymoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;If I woke up next to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(If I woke up next to you.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me and you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Setting in a honeymoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;If I woke up next to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(If I woke up next to you.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me and you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Setting in a honeymoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;If I woke up next to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(If I woke up next to you.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;The best, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Way to make it through, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;With hearts and wrists intact &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Is to realize, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Two out of three ain't bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ain't bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me and you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Setting in a honeymoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;If I woke up next to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(If I woke up next to you.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me And you, (Honeymoon.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Setting in a honeymoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(A honeymoon.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me and you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Setting in a honeymoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;If I woke up next to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(If I woke up next to you.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me and you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Setting in a honeymoon. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;f I woke up next to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(Honeymoon.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-6765712222688297583?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6765712222688297583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=6765712222688297583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6765712222688297583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6765712222688297583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/04/cock-up.html' title='cock up'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-6468610856843039982</id><published>2007-04-15T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T23:53:49.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to skool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;herm&lt;/span&gt;. so its back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;skool&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tmrw&lt;/span&gt;. was quite heavy hearted to leave my attachment on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;. its like 2 months of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bapak&lt;/span&gt;2-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt;. though some moments were boring, it was an eye opener to the type of life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; enjoy if i choose to continue this line. site life to me is something i have quite an interest. so most prob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; choose this line. on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt;, the last day, i followed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thye&lt;/span&gt;, the young engineer to another site beside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;our's&lt;/span&gt;. it was a 25 story condo in the making. but work stooped due to the increase in the sand price. well so i was given a task to take picture-an overview picture of the site. so had to go to higher ground level. and that condo site was just the place. so since our RE knew the guys there, excess was easy. but the journey was not. well at least for me. took a type of leaf where the doors are being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;opush&lt;/span&gt; to close, and the braking system. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mak&lt;/span&gt; oi. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bleh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;mcm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;nak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;pitam&lt;/span&gt;. and imagine the horror, to take that pic, have to climb to a scaffold at the 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; level. imagine scaffold. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;knn&lt;/span&gt;. how to? look down, and its one LONG LONG LONG way to hell down there. lucky for me the engineer told me to just wait. he'll go climb. so he and a bangle safety worker climb that wood scaffold. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;yah&lt;/span&gt; i know they're all approved safety tag. but its made out of wood dammit, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;anythg&lt;/span&gt; can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;fucken&lt;/span&gt; happen. but oh well, if i had to climb, i think i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;wud&lt;/span&gt; la. better conquer the fear now than waiting till next time. but i think the engineer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;oso&lt;/span&gt; know la if i fall no insurance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;liao&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;. oh well whatever it is, my attachment life's done. got a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;namecards&lt;/span&gt; which may help me next time i hope. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; looking forward to working with them. so the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;nexty&lt;/span&gt; time i pass by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;CTE&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; sure to look out for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;australian&lt;/span&gt; international school. i may not be in the sub/superstructure stage of the project. but i was all the way through there for the piling stage-which is the most important. so at least if the building goes up, ill feel a bit &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;sastisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway back to seeing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;kiasu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; fighting for seats in train tomorrow again. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;gd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-6468610856843039982?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6468610856843039982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=6468610856843039982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6468610856843039982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/6468610856843039982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-to-skool.html' title='back to skool'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-2659060527256596233</id><published>2007-03-26T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T00:55:50.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ipod love</title><content type='html'>finally i got my ipod last saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its feels good to buy something u've been longing for when u get a pay. well at least my attachment pay is not put to a waste. ive been longing for an ipod since like when, 1 year plus ago, eversince creative turn its back on me! yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway, ive got a prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i operate this &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ipod video&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-2659060527256596233?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2659060527256596233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=2659060527256596233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/2659060527256596233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/2659060527256596233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/03/ipod-love.html' title='ipod love'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-5118718551768468095</id><published>2007-03-18T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T03:39:09.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>300</title><content type='html'>its 2 plus am in the morning and i just got home. lucky for me, mom and dad is already giving me that liitle pinch of liberty to do so. just dont misuse it and be mature. ok so i had the chance to catch movie 300 today with fauzi, yazid, taufiq, hazlin, syarif and his friend diana. got the 9.15pm show at marina square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 300, by far is the best medieval time war show i've watched. if u think troy and and its war was hell, 300's war is right down to the innermost hell of an excitement. its M18 by the way, so expect lots of blooy scenes, heads chopped and flying all over, and of course scenes that boys and girls would not miss even an each of their eyeballs away from the screen. hahaha. and i suggest if u had not catch the movie, do so right now, or u'll never get to catch a real exiciting $9.50-worth-type of show that appears once in a while in our daily life. so why waste ur time? go for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so comes the 2 plus am reaching home time, yeah we miss the train, so cabbed to yishun, had mcdonalds tilla around 2am, and cabbed back home. wah, cabbing here and there, step kayer-rayer jer, padahal-padahal, gaji 440 tak masok-masok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"cause only spartan women give birth to real men.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-5118718551768468095?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5118718551768468095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/5118718551768468095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/03/300.html' title='300'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-8743487608703264994</id><published>2007-03-12T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T00:27:31.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sir,Tan Sri Frenkenzie Mcallister Roy P.M.N, A.M.N, JP</title><content type='html'>okay so its work, or reality snap, attachment. a 440 per month job is not work, its attachment. so sometimes when ive got reli no work in the office, wikipedia had been a real good friend. ive always wanted to understand the titles used in the malay monarch and the english monarch, the comparisons. and i had a good time reading it in the office when i have nothing to do at times. Let me explain this with good written english okay, as in with puntuation errors and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know, Dato' is a title. But do you know that Datuk is a title too, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;apart from being a "stand-in" as the word grandad in malay&lt;/span&gt;. In fact the title Datuk is different than Dato' though they sound the same. the award Datuk can be awarded to any P.J.S. (Panglima Jasa Negara) award holders. But the Dato' title can only be given to you or conferred to you by a hereditary ruler, for example The Sultan. I'll take randomly, P.M.N means Panglima mangku negara, a title given to only 75 recipients excluding foreign citizens. these people who get P.M.N. gets the tiltle of Tan Sri immediately overriding any inferior titles bestowed upon them before. and then for the english monarch you have dukes, duchness. For example the duke of edinburgh is the husband of HM The Queen. The current holder is Prince Philip, the husband of and royal consort to HM The Queen. The dukedom was first created in July 26, in the Peerage of Great Britain. The title was bestowed on the eldest son of the Prince of Wales, Prince Frederick Lewis (or Louis), who would later become Prince of Wales himself. Upon Frederick's death, the title was inherited by his son Prince George. When Prince George became King George III, the dukedom "merged into the crown," and ceased to exist. King George III revived the title on November 19, 1764 for his younger brother, Prince William of Wales, the full form of the title being "Gloucester and Edinburgh". The title passed to the Duke of Gloucester and Edinburgh's only son, William Frederick, who died without a male heir, causing the title to become extinct. The title was next bestowed on Queen Victoria's second son, Alfred, this time in the Peerage of the United Kingdom. Upon Prince Alfred's death, the title again became extinct. The title was most recently given to Philip Mountbatten on November 20, 1947, the night before his marriage to Princess Elizabeth, who became Queen Elizabeth II in 1952. Before ascending the throne, Princess Elizabeth was officially known as Her Royal Highness The Princess Elizabeth, Duchess of Edinburgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to the normal casual technology-written-style. complicating but interesting isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, now u know how bored i am when i really got no work given during my attachment in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"betapa besar hati beta, beta lah yg digelar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SETAN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Aminurashid!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-8743487608703264994?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8743487608703264994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=8743487608703264994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8743487608703264994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/8743487608703264994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/03/sirtan-sri-frenkenzie-mcallister-roy.html' title='Sir,Tan Sri Frenkenzie Mcallister Roy P.M.N, A.M.N, JP'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-117327346479087741</id><published>2007-03-07T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:58:06.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>encore</title><content type='html'>wow, thats more than a whole month since my last entry. well much happened. my life's turning more bapak2 by day and normal by night. thats particularly cos im on attachment and what more way to become "bapak2" than to work in a big office of a construction firm with aussies and office working people. im telling you i keep doing this, i might just end up with wrinkles at the age of 25. attachemnt payment. well though the job may seem "bapak2" its still an attachment, so the pay is "adek2". a mere 440 a month for the project im involved. thats 22 per day and if u break it down further its a shit pee of $2.75 per hour. yeap u assholes, thats the pay im getting now. for helping in, or what they say "study as u help" kinda thing, in a project at the australian international school. they're making an extension their existing school with basment shits and all bla bla bla. i dont wish to bore myself with this at home. so ill stop talking about it here. well i think my colour deficiency level is getting from bad to worst. im seeing whites everyday with the tonnes and heaps of blueprints i see everyday. and my god, only god knows how many tons of trees im killing each day. im using every size of paper each day no less than 40. from paper size A4 to A0+, u name it. i just feel bad to the trees that hope to die to be of much better use rather than being printed drawings or tender stuff on it. nope im not complaining. cos despite all the shit, its quite enjoyable. u'll see the life ure gonna face in years to come first hand. beats seating down and wait for life to pass anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for hols during the chinese new year. kinda fun though its KL again this time. but htey're changing a lot there. each time my family wants to get back to the hotel, dad will make a little "tawaf" around KL cos we cant locate our hotel. and it was chinese new year so we were seeing fireworks. but not official fireworks. they make thier own fireworks there and it worked just like those real fireworks we see, only that the size is smaller. and i wonder it it was legal. cos i have some people playing thier very own fireworks and not 100m away stood the very prominent police station. so i guess mebbe it is legal or it just showed something? aneway besides that it was work work work and nothing much but work. okay maybe not just work. but 80% was spent on work that makes not much diferent rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"its called "encore", say it with us kids, ennnnnccccoooorrrreeeee." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-117327346479087741?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/117327346479087741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=117327346479087741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/117327346479087741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/117327346479087741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/03/encore.html' title='encore'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-117032150511193867</id><published>2007-02-01T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T17:18:25.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck stupid comp</title><content type='html'>hahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my comps down(again!?!). and using my younger bro's PC is too much of a hassle for me. so im less on the net now, again. hahaha. wow 2007 is here, after a months lagg. hahahaa so much for happy new year entry eh kamal. hahahahahahahaa. watched the ASEAN championship match at the kallang stadium with my family, cos thats the nearest "Anfield feeling" we can get here. match with malaysia, okay but a bit boring. match with thailand was stupid. the thais got into dismay shit, and didnt want to play for 15 mins. but the atmosphere was fucking great. its been more than a decade since i went to watch soccer at national stadium. last time was when i was small. anyway, vulgar shits, booing the opponent. yea i know, many critics are saying singaporeans are very rude of this, cos they say when we watch soccer, we are the most vulgar making us rude people. we're not really rude lah, rude is defined when act inconsiderately to another party hurting them in some way or another. but shouting vulgar language at apponent teams arent rude. singaporeans just tend to get over excited and the pressure on us watching our own team get thrashed is just to high that we go to the extend of fucking the opponent team up, so that their morale and courage goes to the minimum.  man who doesnt want your own country team to win? call it bad sportsmanship on the singapore fan's side, ok now maybe thats more reasonable. hahahaha. but its all in the name of excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pet pet petpetpet petpetpetpet  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUTOH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-117032150511193867?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/117032150511193867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=117032150511193867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/117032150511193867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/117032150511193867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2007/02/fuck-stupid-comp.html' title='fuck stupid comp'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-116748512830928435</id><published>2006-12-30T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T21:25:28.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wikipedia</title><content type='html'>im starting to fall  in love with wikipedia. damn son, that shits tells you everything you want to know. type in a movie name, they'll tell you rite from how the movie start till the end. ( dont worry, with spoiler warnings!) type the name of a band, histories of them comes out, type a name of any shit, all will come out. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fuck, i dont feel good. im sick dammit. and the doctor caused me 45 bucks, there goes almost one tenth of my salary. hahas. which could be use for better ordeals. and the doctor looks like a gay, i was scared shit during consultation. fucking doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and worst of all, it caused me to miss central meeting for the first time since the last 2 years. oh i feel like shit!! all i can do is sleep now. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"oh fuck the future! no son, u dont fuck the future, the future FUCKS you!!"&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/7074017-116748512830928435?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/116748512830928435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=116748512830928435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116748512830928435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116748512830928435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2006/12/wikipedia.html' title='wikipedia'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-116693047098668467</id><published>2006-12-24T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T11:21:11.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stranded at the drive in</title><content type='html'>woah. its work, work, work for me for the week. even though work with my dad, its not just relax and do at ur own pace. work is still work. my hands are aching counting the big numbers and the invoices, and the cheques. gonna go down to the workshop level next week. and my com's net is still so fuckin down. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so dad suddenly wanna feel back his retro younger days, so he brought back the Grease and Saturday nite fever dvd home. actually i love that show. sometimes i feel its way cooler to live life during thier times. where u wear leather jacket, pants pulled up , straight cuts, white socks pulled up and leather shoes. even the fat ones look good at their time. serious. not to forget, the greasely combed hair pulled a lil at the front. then with their retro cars thats gonna burst any moment but with high grade steel made out of it. one ciggarette at the ear, the other one smokin'. and the way they walk, man they keep the styles going lahhhh. serious. and best of all their dance,  like damn cool ahhh. the music, cool ahhh. oh man, bring me back through time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sandy. . .  can't u see. . .  im in misery. . . "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuhhhhh cool lahh hoiiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" you're the one that i want, ohh ohh ohh yeah, the one that i want, ooh ooh ooh yeahhhhhoowww. . ."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-116693047098668467?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/116693047098668467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=116693047098668467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116693047098668467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116693047098668467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2006/12/stranded-at-drive-in.html' title='stranded at the drive in'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-116626261112465276</id><published>2006-12-16T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T17:50:11.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say days ago</title><content type='html'>what the fuck? 4 days ago i was happy with mum celebrating our birthday. and today a big fucking fight with her. and all because of belacan!?!?!? yea it may look funny or so the tv comedy type of situation but she's too much. she's treating me like a fucking baby just becos blecan drop on the lantai. ok mebbe a lot of belacan, but its just fucking belacan that i can even help her wash. she dont have to shout and shout and curse. i was like just tahan-ning the marah2 from her and continued to eat, till she kept continuing. who cud have tahan u tell me now?!?!? i just wanted to elak dari jadik kurangajar and some big fite, by keeping quiet and eating quietly, but no, hell no, she chose to start a war. so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i went for another ghost hunting. wah this time three car. went to the mount pleasant cemetery, but not so pleasant considering the fucking ants. explored every inch of matilda house, which was kinda disappointing, considering the fact that we went to the extend to break a part of the mansion's wooden wall to get in. hahaha. then the limchukang cemetery again. the old muslim cemetery. explored every inch of the ara. the thrill started when as we were walking in the area, a whole group of dog barked at us, trying to attack. most of us was already in sprinting attire; sport shoes, trackpants and all, so needless to say we tried to run. but mario stopped us and say don't run. we relax2 slowly walk away from there. lucky got that ex k-9 unit officer ahhh. but if the dog one group already also, ex k-9 unit also no use. then as we continued walking, deyuan, fairuz and a bunch others saw a figure. they claimed it was human. so we quickily chased after it. but he disappeared just like that. i suspect it cud either be illegal immigrant, but he's alone. so im not sure. mebbe someone who tried to acquire black magic. cos there have been such cases. or was it even human. well thats something only HE knows best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and anyway my comp's down . cant use it. so im using my younger bro's comp till i get it fucking repaired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-116626261112465276?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/116626261112465276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=116626261112465276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116626261112465276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116626261112465276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2006/12/say-days-ago.html' title='say days ago'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-116585627657573835</id><published>2006-12-12T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T00:57:56.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>fuck it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've finally live up onto the 18 years of my life since i first cried at that kandang kerbau hospital. syukur to allah for letting me see his wonders in this world up to this age. a rigourous wait but sure time pass by very fast. well not much to look forward to. did most what an 18 guy can do actually. watched M18 movies in cinema, even R21 sometimes but at home. can buy ciggarette from quite a moment oready, but i think like more assured. hahaha. the only thing is legal for license taking. yea that one soon mebbe. then the shit, legal for all bad heavy sentence. damn. ok when u look back, u remember the times u celebrated the previous burfdaes, alone or with friends or family. u've meet a lot of people, and u've left them too. u mite be a brother to them during primary skool, but now outside when u see them, they pretend they dont know you, while u try ur best to avoid them. or the best u can go or either u or ur friend can do is just give a smile. pathethic, but because time gap caused back that stranger swing back into you and your friends. or once they were. so life is about meeting new people, and not leaving the old ones, sometimes u gotta leave, when u move or what, but they are worth remembering for. and ur families thats been thick and thin with you even though a few arguments there are between you and your family. well its always this thot that comes to me when i wait for the 12 am mark for every single burfdae i had since pri 6. cos pri 6 was when i start to lose my pri mates due to secondary school seperation, and the welcoming of my new friends. so far im still in contact and going out with my sec school friends, so thank god. like i said, not all friends u gotta leave, some will stick with you forever or a long time, cos circumstances allows you to, but some like my pri skool mates, you will lose them, and whats left of memories due to circumstances such as moving out for my case from my old neighbourhood, and seperated to other skool. so what am i typing. this u know is crap. haha. u've been reading crap. ok no its not crap. its what i think every burfdae. its not fuckin' emo aye, its called personal reflection of what u went through in life. hahahhahaaahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Most devoted fight club members, referred to as "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;space monkeys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"  gathered by Tyler and forms "Project Mayhem", a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-like organization that trains itself as an army to bring down modern civilization. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This organization, like the fight club, is controlled by a set of rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)You don't ask questions.&lt;br /&gt;2)You &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; ask questions.&lt;br /&gt;3)No excuses.&lt;br /&gt;4)No lies.&lt;br /&gt;5)You have to trust Tyler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-116585627657573835?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/116585627657573835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=116585627657573835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116585627657573835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116585627657573835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2006/12/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-116525715834204982</id><published>2006-12-05T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T02:32:38.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fight club</title><content type='html'>you know, one of my greatest favourite food lies in the hand of bawean lady. she's my grandma's small sister. she always make this food they call "ikan pais pais" or what in bawean they'll call it botok-botok. no, not the botox injection ur mom wud hope to use, but botok-botok is a type of serving where fish or kupang would be grilled in a banana warper, some sort like that and with its is the cilipadi, all kinds of raw vegetables and i tell u, if u try the real original one like my grandma's sister does, that u'll sweat in matters of a minute. im very sure cos i love them. a lot of botok2 sold outside are not those real ones. they dont use the right type of fish or the way its suppoz to cook. thats why when i was eating it just now, i kept thinking, who wud make it, if the generation of my old grannies are replaced by us in the future. wid i still be able to enjoy it, the way it's suppoz to be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aneway, i dont ever wanna ride a bike, not till i fully understand the road safety and the way to bring a vehicle in safety when on road. its enough to see fucking shining headlights rite in front of you when u least expect it to appear. no more, seriously no more sakkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whats happening to ncc now. well i paid a small visit to ncc SM's blog out of curiosity of whats the activities in hq since i plan to sign up for activities in this coming hols. but a little scrool at the tagboard, i saw cadets discriminating against clts, and clts trying to defend themselves, at the same trying to bite this cadets off too. one even placed a picture of a clts with lots of badges claiming whther he might be real or is he a fake. like what the fuck?? totally no discreet sia, a face just shown anywhere and asked to be discussed without the owner's permission or i doubt the owner's knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The fight club becomes a new type of therapy through bare-knuckle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fighting, controlled by a set of eight rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)You do not talk about fight club.&lt;br /&gt;2)You do &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; talk about fight club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)If someone says stop, goes limp, even if he's just faking it, the fight is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Only two guys to a fight.&lt;br /&gt;5)One fight at a time.&lt;br /&gt;6)They fight without shirts or shoes.&lt;br /&gt;7)The fights go on as long as they have to.&lt;br /&gt;8)If this is your first night at fight club, you have to fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/7074017-116525715834204982?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/116525715834204982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=116525715834204982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116525715834204982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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there i think. thats mum's favourite since she's young. so i was busy eating chocs the whole night i came back from vivo. now i sound like a gurl. cos i thought only gurls love chocs. dad was starting to be open to me about smoking and all, since he said im 18, or at least going 18 soon. so he said i cud smoke with him after eating at vivo yesterday, but i still believe its not very respectful to do that, so i didnt. only smoked after he's done. anyway im trying to cut down, althoguh hardly any days, i look as if im cutting down. yar but i tried, at schools only smoke at during two to 3 lectures intervals most of the time. watching constantine made me so. but he's got lucifer to pull out that cancer. i dont want that. i dont want lung cancer either. haha. ok so then mum bought a blender at best denki. okaylah, its actually dad lah. cos mum's old blender spoilt, and she found a new one, and dad pays it. so that kinda thing. oh fuck no wonder im not blogging so much. i dont have anything to fucking talk about. gawdammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;the name's john constantine , Asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-116512396370721495?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/116512396370721495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=116512396370721495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116512396370721495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116512396370721495'/><link 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awake all thru each day. manage to do that this week that had passed. my test results which was quite atrocious woke me up real hard. wow aneway, im free of fag today. didnt had the money to buy any, but i dont know whether im addicted a not. it cant be, i dotn feel the need to smoke today, but i keep thinking about it all day. nah i dont think so lahh, if im addicted, id be rolling about, shivering rite?? or is that for drug addicts?? hahahaa, ok like whatever lahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just dont have the mood to talk much now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-116455657491787012?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/116455657491787012/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-116284998589072336</id><published>2006-11-07T05:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T05:58:45.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elearning</title><content type='html'>its 5 plus in the morning. and im here stuck with my elearning shit. tests is just around the corner, in fact its not even around the corner, im oready cornering/turning/belok/pusing to tests cos its phucking next week. and i still have not start a shit. well i dseiously dont know when to start, and worst is, what to start with. hahaha, suddenly i feel part of the o lvls student this here. hahaha. aneway gud luck to u all o lvl candidates, mine was 2 years ago and i can still remember the shit it gave me. and i think that shit memory of that hucking exam is gonna be with me for another decade or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive quite made up my mind though. as u can see, i may look as if im doing fine in poly. passing and not repeating. but the fact is that, im struggling. to pass that is. so definite, my pass is not good. but i need to go to uni. yar some of u mite say, "farhan nak gi uni??" or "u play2 in school wanna go uni?". well im playful and always sleep in school but its hard changing that trust me. ive been trying to since year1, in fact secondary school, and its still not changing thoroughly up till now. and well, like it or not, i need to. its not just cos my parents wants me to, but its cos i was made to realise that a fucking diploma isnt phucking enough in singapore. singapore is about STRUGGLING, not living. and no offense, but fact is, only now, diploma is like a phucking o lvl sia. and i realise that. and one my time, during the future, degree is gonna be selling hot like diplomas now a days. so back to my results, i cant eneter a local uni for god's sake. cos its not good enough. i know, its like im in year 2, still far away, not encounting my ns years. but its feels like only yesterday i was in year 1, and like it ornot, its gonna be like only yesterday im in year kinda shit when im in year 3 next year. so i started planning now, this is part of my plan. a contingency plan in fact. i waish to enter a local private uni with my course mebbe. but if i cant, ill go for overseas-but-in singapore-unis with my cse in it, and if i cant, ive made up my mind, im going to go for australia. go for a uni there with my cse and head back singapore. but that'll be hard, cos im gonna be there myself, cant expect my mom and dad to follow me. and if worst comes to worst, then i have to relive my old dreams, to just be a teacher, and join NIE. mebbe a secondary school teacher. im gonna be a stupid one, but well time will tell aneway. = ))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-116169996224740212</id><published>2006-10-24T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T22:26:02.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>takbir rayer bebbb</title><content type='html'>ok for almost every raye since i was small, the takbir that they usually start saying out on night of raye has never fail to make myself think a lot through the things ive done and the ones ive loved who have left this world. i dunnoe why, but especially the one in the morning during solat hari raya, before that they will have the takbir. while listening to it in the mosque, never fails to put tears to my eyes even though, like many others i believe who are praying side by side of me, tries to hold it back strongly. thank goodness or not we'll have a mosque full of crying people!! anewae this years rayer was definitely better than last year. wouldnt wanna go back to last years story. one of the worst raye i've had. but a new raye each year is like a new whole thing for me. anewae so got my green packets from dad. as usual no formal apologies. dunnoe why. but thats how my family is. i mean i was trained to ask forgiveness, but it was never put to practical. cos we believe a new rayer- means auto forgive and forget. to me, it formal apologies will only be needed when im reli grown up bapak2 nyerr. like how dad and mom does every raye to my grandparents. so went atuk house first. eat oready then left for the cemetery. to visit my late paternal grandmum's grave and my late maternal grandfather's grave. then went to my grandaunt's house. and then finally mymaternal grandmum's house. hahahaha. and unlike when i was small, i dont actually find myself counting the green packets i got cause i dunnoe, mebbe we do grow up after all! hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kebaye+selendang+good figure stats =  wowowowowowowowowowow!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-116169996224740212?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/116169996224740212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=116169996224740212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116169996224740212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116169996224740212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2006/10/takbir-rayer-bebbb.html' title='takbir rayer bebbb'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-116137018176175099</id><published>2006-10-20T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T02:49:41.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kent ridge</title><content type='html'>ok so today after skool went to bke at kent ridge behind NUS there. wahhh the prate powerpack dah the nasi lemak, fuhhhhhh. lagik best dari changi nyerr. all in all i spent 12 bucks on food sia today. banana cheese prata, egg onion, bangdung, nasi lemak with varieties of side dishes. ok it may look alot if u eat one shot. but we didnt,. hongrui, fahme, fairuz, jonathan and me ate at the prata stall first. then we tresspassed into NUS building of design and environment, check out the shits there. lepak at the study corner there, then at arnd 10.30pm like there go eat at the nasi lemak stall. fuh powerkedegak la. even tapau for my mum and younger bro. anewae i found a calculator, but its SHARP brand instead of my casio that i lost. SHARP is very un-understandable to use sia. and with the calculator i found a pencil box loaded with lots of writing materials. i dont know whoese, found it after geomatic pract. mebbe mon bring it back, nobody claim, wooo then finders keepers la. hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days more to rayerrr!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"theres somethg stickin' my eye.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-116137018176175099?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/116137018176175099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=116137018176175099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116137018176175099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116137018176175099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2006/10/kent-ridge.html' title='kent ridge'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-116127421398310487</id><published>2006-10-19T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T02:53:38.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuckkkkk</title><content type='html'>fuck i lost my 6 years through-thick-and-thin calculator sia. its got all exams approved one sia. and i lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so fucking pissed. like fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw The Departed is one good show. u guys should watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"guran-fucking-teed "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-116127421398310487?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/116127421398310487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7074017&amp;postID=116127421398310487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116127421398310487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7074017/posts/default/116127421398310487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/2006/10/fuckkkkk.html' title='fuckkkkk'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-116110228012309718</id><published>2006-10-17T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T00:24:40.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wowwowwawawooooo</title><content type='html'>suddenly i miss going back to hq sia. dunnoe why. i felt that its been long time i helped out at hq since this year's ssc. but what to do, school works are giving me a major headache. will hope to go there as soon holidays reach. then i suddenly miss obs days too. i tried to find the photo of my watch, but cant find it. knew i put it sumwhere. its not much of a survival camp compare to the ones i went with my peeps, but it exposed me to different type of people from different school 3 yrs ago. the pervertic one, the blur ones, and much more. and at that time, reality check was, uve gotta work with this people in order to actually discover ur true-self and how u cud contribute into doing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed the shackelton watch sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now back to the fucken report and gantt chart waiting to be done, like what the fuck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-116110228012309718?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-116093292386980326</id><published>2006-10-15T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T01:41:16.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vivvvooooooo cityyyyyyyyyyyyyyy</title><content type='html'>ok so today at arnd 12pm went to peninsular with khairul to alter our pants. last min lepas kasi pants, khairul ckp kene jumpe family dier beli baju kurung. and he left me alone at town with no direction in dong anythg. bueh. tapi tkpe. bukan 1st time. hahahahah. walk2 aimlessly, found myself at marina square. like how the fuck did i get there from peninsular. then masok toys'r'us. tgk prangai budak, how thier parents control them. some parents are physcho sia. they scold thier kids like army style. some just let them have fun. some were so tired waiting for thir kids that they sleep while standing. hahahaha. then nasib baik at 3pm gitu ian ngan fathuddin smpai kat citylink. so walk2 with them. then thot, why not go to the new vivo city at harborfront and check it out. and we arrived there 30 mins later by mrt. fuh the palce even though it was not completely done, is so splendid. especially the rooftop. even esplanade rooftop cant win it. got water to dip around summore. over there we went into the new toys'r'us. again for me. hahahaa. well ian and me got creeped by that stuff spider. very hairy sia. and this kid can put that effing spider on his head sia. wahlaoehhhhh. actually vivo was an old location where when iw as small, my parents used to bring me there with my youger brother, play this significant playground. playground maut. at that point of time, there was a building, inside was big2 space. for tours type of thingy. where u go into a container like monorail and they tell u the history of s'pore. then there was a stage outside. where yamaha graduands would showcast thier talents there.but all has been rebuild and there now stood.... vivooooooo cityyyyyyyy. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3627/417/320/15102006%28003%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3627/417/320/15102006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok after that buke with ian and fathuddin kat far east plaza, then go take my suar and khairul's and head home. wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-116093292386980326?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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hahahaaa. ok lame lame. boys will be boys la. hahaha. ok then friday, yesterday buke ngan kwn singapore poly ngan syarif kat arab street den gi isap shisha. woah tol nyer lepak sia. then today, saturday which is suppose to be go-out day was a rest day. tgk crite hindustan smpai due dokk. hahahaa. kental sia, then mlm baru lepak. okay im getting idiotic u know. ive got this habit of switching on my computer for the past few days, then i head to my younger's brother room which has air con and sleep with my computer switched on for the whole night. stupid rite. dunnoe why also. if this idiotic habot goes on, dad will have a jolly good time paying the bill by the end of this month. hahahahahahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-116084526877464629?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-115972282222039493</id><published>2006-10-01T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T22:10:31.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>msg of the day sia..</title><content type='html'>wokayyyy. im back blogging. had been a tiring week. fasting is here, and we got skool, plus stupid geomatics outfiled every week. so tired out, that i slepthe whole day on saturday. hahahaa. ok so today was another gig day. at gashaus. but it was quite lame lah actually. crowd wasnt as enthu as other gigs. probably becos it was a pub, so all they wanted was to chill and seat down at those comfy couch instead of moshing their bodies out. and cant blame the very few numbers of crowd. its fasting month for god sake. ok so we played anyway. most importantly, me and my bandmates had fun on stage, presenting our msg of the day. hahaha fuck emo. lame shits. but itwas the only msg we cud brought in. thnx to my younger brother's friends who actually came and wasted thier 10 bucks on us and some other bands. hahaha. well at least they can release thir fucking stress off the examintaion papers. and thnx to my dad who came to support too even though its like a bar, and it was fasting month. sorry cos we sure said a lot of bad words on stage. hahahaa. wokay so after gig, endured myself to tahan all the way till break - fast time. the others didnt quite make it. but its okay la. they were quite tired out from singing. so had a good break - fast at 7pm at banquet raffles hotel after meeting kamal, arman, ian, ahmad, wan, imran and mahfuz. then went to esplanados to lepak till arnd 11 plus and then head home with bus 167 jugak. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thnx to bandmates for enduring that stage and gig sia, we had fun aneways. 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sia..'/><author><name>farhan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265472025257951933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LhQftWLuZsk/SuCYX-2DTkI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zij7N6BM2mI/S220/eve+raya.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7074017.post-115895919514255317</id><published>2006-09-23T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T05:51:45.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kuar ngan family</title><content type='html'>it like 4 am. ok went out with my family just now. long time nvr went out as a family. go to the suria raya karnival. but stooopid. seriously, show sucks. only thing nice was food. and theres like a lot of mat motor with like big motors ahhh. the smallest i saw is the haribusa or smth. there was harley davidson, a whole gang. cruiser, kawasaki ninja, kiwak besar2 siak, and thier riders like small. even the gurls are bringing thoe r1 type of motors. but im still with cars. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i feel a bit bad today. i dont know why. cos i think todays like the first time i saw my dad smoke right in front of me and my family, since he started smoking back. issit reli becos of me he started back. i feel bad seriously. like wtf ahhhh. but had fun as a family aneway. went here and there and everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is not emo, like arman say its personal smth i know. but its not emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7074017-115895919514255317?l=defeelingzoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://defeelingzoned.blogspot.com/feeds/115895919514255317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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