<?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-7643619595331716842</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:56:19.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sirdux`</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-7332766833475927705</id><published>2008-12-28T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:10:41.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vuurrkk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;like i promised, updates.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;haha.&lt;br&gt;but you wont get any..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;too lazy la..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;race was awesome.&lt;br&gt;i lowsided in qualifying..&lt;br&gt;but, at least i completed both heats after that.&lt;br&gt;suffered a sprain on my wrist which resulted in 2 weeks mc.&lt;br&gt;hurhur.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;currently on leave till the 1st.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;batam trip was fun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;just waiting to be posted yeahh!&lt;br&gt;2 more months and im going off!&lt;br&gt;woohoo!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okaylaaa..&lt;br&gt;i'll see you soon!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;meantime, enjoy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_v1Q75RothmM/SVZTfu2XyOI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/GTuNCt_sYgU/s1600-h/DSC03893%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="180" alt="SONY DSC" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_v1Q75RothmM/SVZTgNLAhHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/sgZU3I99ZKs/DSC03893_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;1yr-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-7332766833475927705?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7332766833475927705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7332766833475927705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/12/vuurrkk.html' title='vuurrkk.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_v1Q75RothmM/SVZTgNLAhHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/sgZU3I99ZKs/s72-c/DSC03893_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-2671751674680304243</id><published>2008-12-07T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:49:40.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its as easy as 123.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;been real busy with work these few weeks.&lt;br&gt;nyeh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hmm..&lt;br&gt;i promise updates soon!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;virgin track day(AT LAST!) later!&lt;br&gt;hehehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;race will be on the 14th of december!&lt;br&gt;(:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyways..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Give me more loving than I’ve ever had&lt;br&gt;Make me feel better when I’m feeling sad&lt;br&gt;Tell me I’m special even though I know I’m not&lt;br&gt;Make me feel good when I hurt so bad&lt;br&gt;Barely getting mad&lt;br&gt;I’m so glad I found you&lt;br&gt;I love being around you&lt;br&gt;You make it easy&lt;br&gt;Its as easy as 1-2-1-2-3-4&lt;br&gt;There’s only one thing&lt;br&gt;To Do&lt;br&gt;Three words&lt;br&gt;For you&lt;br&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br&gt;There’s only one way to say&lt;br&gt;Those three words &lt;br&gt;That’s what I’ll do&lt;br&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br&gt;Give me more loving from the very start&lt;br&gt;Piece me back together when I fall apart&lt;br&gt;Tell me things you never even tell your closest friends&lt;br&gt;Make me feel good when I hurt so bad&lt;br&gt;You’re the best that I’ve had&lt;br&gt;And I’m so glad I found you&lt;br&gt;I love being around you&lt;br&gt;You make it easy&lt;br&gt;It’s easy as 1-2-1-2-3-4&lt;br&gt;There’s only one thing&lt;br&gt;To Do&lt;br&gt;Three words&lt;br&gt;For you&lt;br&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br&gt;There’s only one way to say&lt;br&gt;Those three words &lt;br&gt;That’s what I’ll do&lt;br&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;making it happen-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-2671751674680304243?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2671751674680304243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2671751674680304243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-as-easy-as-123.html' title='its as easy as 123.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-3984416803486779404</id><published>2008-10-27T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:00:24.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>de-pict</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not exactly busy.. just that my laptop decided to leave this world..&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i got myself a new one.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and only managed to find time to update; like now.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. im fine.&lt;br /&gt;haha. thats for those of you who are wondering.&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no pressing issues for me to put up here..&lt;br /&gt;gaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just one little thing that happened to me just after i started working..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;i have rarely felt this way before. i have always managed to go after what ive wanted in life, but now, i feel so helpless.. i really want that so much.. but all i could manage to do now is just think and cry about it. ive given up my childhood dream without a fight; and that's what saddens me most"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to know that you've got a chance to do something you've always wanted in life .. that makes you happy.. but, when you cant do anything to pursue that dream .. it just breaks my heart.&lt;br /&gt;to know that i was even considered. no matter how far-fetched that dream was.. i was grateful for that chance.. but ... i just did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just hope, its not something which i will regret later on in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know.. the last few movies that supi and me watched.. i felt like i could feel exactly what the actor felt while trying to chase the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like i was in his shoes..&lt;br /&gt;now, any movie which would have a guy chasing after a girl.. trying to impress her.. trying to convince that he's the one for her and all.. i could feel what the guy feels too..&lt;br /&gt;the frustrations whenever the girl rejects.. the euphoria when the girl responds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like it was just yesterday that i got to know supi. and im trying to impress her everytime.&lt;br /&gt;whenever she doubts me or my intention.. i would be sad..&lt;br /&gt;and if she appreciates my actions.. i would be very happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's just good for the relationship that it has come back to this stage..&lt;br /&gt;at least one of us is not taking things for granted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because all i want to do is to be on that dais; with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;for you, i will-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-3984416803486779404?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3984416803486779404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3984416803486779404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/10/de-pict.html' title='de-pict'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-1699616786439728567</id><published>2008-09-07T11:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:31:54.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kerna diriku kesorangan, kerna diriku kesepian</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i guess i have never truly appreciate how lucky i am to have a girl like supi.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;how i managed to break her heart so many times over, is everyone's wonder.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;for all the tears that she has shed. why is it that i have never ever realised that she truly loves me, for who i am.?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;only after ive lost her, for real; only then i started to panic. because, i felt empty within. like literally, i dont see the point of living if supi isnt with me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;at work; where everyone is looking forward for fridays, at that point of time, i never wanted to come back. because supi isnt there to see me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i just wanted to keep quiet and mind my own business. fortunately enough for me, i have a very wonderful bunch of colleagues, who kept supporting me to make sure that i remained focus on getting supi back.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;you know, everyday &amp;amp; everynight; i pray asking for forgiveness for all the sins that i have done. i pray asking for me and supi to be happy together like it was before.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now, supi keep insisting that we are just dating. it hurts me, whenever she says that. but, what can i do..? i just have to keep quiet. all this is because of the wrongs that i did.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i feel so lonely. i feel very lost. i wake up crying at night; always dreaming of seeing supi with someone else.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;you know, ive never treated you like a proper diary. why is that so.?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tell me, what else should i do? please dont doubt the fact that my heart is only for supi. there's no one else in this world more deserving than she does.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;until she says "i do".&lt;br&gt;i will never stop chasing her. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;eversince a very long time ago, i finally write a proper entry.&lt;br&gt;an entry which i have been keeping. supposedly private, but; bared for all to see. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;supi, please don't lose faith. like i promised; a better me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SMNK2ibPWJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/wmvrug2W99Q/s1600-h/PIC_0133%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="PIC_0133" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SMNK4_KSInI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vMDfbZnlKY0/PIC_0133_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;15th January 2006.&lt;br&gt;our first real date.&lt;br&gt;remember, baby?&lt;br&gt;(:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-&lt;em&gt;kerna itu yang perlu ku lakukan&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-1699616786439728567?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1699616786439728567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1699616786439728567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/09/kerna-diriku-kesorangan-kerna-diriku.html' title='kerna diriku kesorangan, kerna diriku kesepian'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SMNK4_KSInI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vMDfbZnlKY0/s72-c/PIC_0133_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-4381546346744702115</id><published>2008-08-22T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:14:00.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come down to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;been awhile, aye?&lt;br&gt;things have been good.&lt;br&gt;im quietly settling into the new job.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i miss my friends.&lt;br&gt;been a loong loong time since i see them..&lt;br&gt;sigh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Words fall out of my mouth&lt;br&gt;And I can’t seem to trace what I’m saying&lt;br&gt;Everybody wants your time&lt;br&gt;I’m just dreaming out loud,&lt;br&gt;I can’t have you for mine and I know it&lt;br&gt;I just wanna watch you shine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tripping up on my tongue,&lt;br&gt;It’s all over my face and I’m racing&lt;br&gt;Gotta get away from you&lt;br&gt;Burning all the way home,&lt;br&gt;Try to put it to bed but it chases&lt;br&gt;Every little thing I do&lt;br&gt;When the light falls on your face,&lt;br&gt;Don’t let it change you&lt;br&gt;When the stars get in your eyes,&lt;br&gt;Don’t let them blind you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You’re beautiful&lt;br&gt;Just the way you are&lt;br&gt;And I love it all&lt;br&gt;Every line, and every scar&lt;br&gt;And I wish that I could make you see&lt;br&gt;This is where you ought to be,&lt;br&gt;Come down to me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Spell it out in a song,&lt;br&gt;Bet you never catch on to my weakness&lt;br&gt;I’m singing every word for you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here I’m thinking I’m sly&lt;br&gt;Then you’re catching my eye, and just maybe &lt;br&gt;You’re thinking what I’m thinking too&lt;br&gt;When you see it on my face, &lt;br&gt;Don’t let it shake you&lt;br&gt;I know better than to try and &lt;br&gt;Take you with me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it's been 2 months. and, there's 4 more to go.&lt;br&gt;you can do it, hairul.&lt;br&gt;only then, would life really start for you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;savings has started.&lt;br&gt;hopefully, by the end of the third year..&lt;br&gt;everything will be fine.&lt;br&gt;insyallah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-you are beautiful-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-4381546346744702115?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4381546346744702115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4381546346744702115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/08/come-down-to-me.html' title='come down to me.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-7567187577634632606</id><published>2008-08-01T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T20:29:47.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alpha350.Dexter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nothing much to say.&lt;br&gt;distraught.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;just some random shots.&lt;br&gt;of people that mean the most to me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SJMAzfjZcnI/AAAAAAAAAII/w5KBkbEPQ84/s1600-h/DSC00036%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="164" alt="DSC00036" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SJMBrrzmXRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0oDtEoIiv1s/DSC00036_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;currently what's on my wall.&lt;br&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SJMBsSvHs0I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yU1Q0xrJCEg/s1600-h/DSC00054%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00054(2)" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SJMBtPdTYZI/AAAAAAAAAIU/pjeAe_csa2I/DSC00054%282%29_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;of him.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SJMBt0YgvzI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Adz3HsDMTAM/s1600-h/DSC00086%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="DSC00086" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SJMBujD2RRI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_UYSXQ0u08A/DSC00086_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;my personal workspace. filled with you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm never gonna say goodbye &lt;br&gt;Cos I never wanna see you cry &lt;br&gt;I swore to you my love would remain &lt;br&gt;And I swear it all over again and I &lt;br&gt;I'm never gonna treat you bad &lt;br&gt;Cos I never wanna see you sad &lt;br&gt;I swore to share your joy and your pain &lt;br&gt;And I swear it all over again  &lt;p&gt;and, i love you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;sorry sorry strawberry, sayang-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-7567187577634632606?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7567187577634632606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7567187577634632606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/08/alpha350dexter.html' title='alpha350.Dexter'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SJMBrrzmXRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0oDtEoIiv1s/s72-c/DSC00036_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-8946935537929178967</id><published>2008-07-26T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:10:47.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey hey~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;already 3 weeks has passed!&lt;br&gt;im still alive!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hurhurhur.&lt;br&gt;things have been good in there..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but, it might not have been on the outside.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyways..&lt;br&gt;ive been assigned.. or more likely volunteered to do a video montage..&lt;br&gt;hurhur.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so, i decided to get myself a new camera!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;say HELLO to Dexter!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SIs-c_Amq_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/jZfaHV_U6Hc/s1600-h/sony_a350_Fr-001%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="sony_a350_Fr-001" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SIs-dkMHsYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/jiG2mmnX7MU/sony_a350_Fr-001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;why Dexter?&lt;br&gt;its basically girlfriend-inspired.&lt;br&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;she's been watching Dexter Morgan.&lt;br&gt;this serial killer cum blood splatter forensic scientist.&lt;br&gt;hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it cost me about $1400.&lt;br&gt;yerpsss..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;on top of &lt;em&gt;shea&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br&gt;its an additional $70 every month for Dexter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but, its going to be money well spent!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;yeahoooo!!&lt;br&gt;=))&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;strike&gt;teenage love affair&lt;/strike&gt;, we're adults now-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-8946935537929178967?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8946935537929178967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8946935537929178967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-hey.html' title='hey hey~'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SIs-dkMHsYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/jiG2mmnX7MU/s72-c/sony_a350_Fr-001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-3087105216255520223</id><published>2008-07-07T07:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T07:16:38.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;this heart regrets many things.&lt;br&gt;there are so many things which i have done, that upsets so many people.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;many people are still very cynical of me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i dont blame them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;this episode, hit me the most.&lt;br&gt;i lost many things.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;no words can describe how much it hurts.&lt;br&gt;but, its nothing compared to those that are affected by my wrongdoings.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;please, i have really learnt my lesson.&lt;br&gt;ive lost too many people that i cared for.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i would kneel and apologise if i have to.&lt;br&gt;i dont expect to be forgiven. but, mistakes are made to be learnt.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and, i have learnt the hard way.&lt;br&gt;im sorry. i really do mean it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;on another note,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the bestfriend; the biggest disappointment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-3087105216255520223?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3087105216255520223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3087105216255520223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-1772321533154235970</id><published>2008-06-22T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T13:39:19.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>over again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so, anyways.. guess i'll be going in much earlier than expected.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i'll be a police officer as a regular come 8th july.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i would have wanted to go pakistan before entering ns tho.&lt;br&gt;its a once in a lifetime thingy you know!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;nyeh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so now, im just basically trying to cherish every day im living as a civilian.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;im going to miss my bed and six pillows!&lt;br&gt;my laptop, too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sigh.&lt;br&gt;but, its just something every guy has to go through, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;thats why im quite looking forward to it, tho.&lt;br&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;not to mention, how much i'll miss the.girlfriend.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-yes sergeant!-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-1772321533154235970?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1772321533154235970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1772321533154235970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/06/over-again.html' title='over again.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-1224640015384354720</id><published>2008-06-02T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T00:02:32.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the click five.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so, i went to watch the click five just now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;musically, i think it was awesome.&lt;br&gt;i think joey zehr is my next favourite drummer to tre cool.&lt;br&gt;he was whack la siaaaa~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and i think kyle had a sore throat or something..&lt;br&gt;coz, he kept terkehel in his songs.&lt;br&gt;hahaha.&lt;br&gt;kekek-ness.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i was watching alone, mind you!&lt;br&gt;coz, girlfriend was in the free standing.&lt;br&gt;getting all of kyle's sweat and spit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br&gt;and she thoroughly enjoyed it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;overall, i think performance was average.&lt;br&gt;music was awesome.&lt;br&gt;vocals was teettttt~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but, it was worth the 70 bucks.&lt;br&gt;=)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;-see you on the flipside-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-1224640015384354720?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1224640015384354720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1224640015384354720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/06/click-five.html' title='the click five.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-2516734373956491689</id><published>2008-05-31T02:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T02:59:44.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>$25 too little.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;just a lil something to share.&lt;br&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;SON: 'Daddy, may I ask you a question?' &lt;br&gt;DAD: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the man. &lt;br&gt;SON: 'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?' &lt;br&gt;DAD: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the man said angrily. &lt;br&gt;SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?' &lt;br&gt;DAD: 'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.' &lt;br&gt;SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down. &lt;br&gt;SON: 'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?'&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;The father was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.' The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. 'Are you asleep, son?' He asked. 'No daddy, I'm awake,' replied the boy. 'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the man. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $25 you asked for.'&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you daddy!' He yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father. 'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the father grumbled. Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied. 'Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.'&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness. It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;the smile on your face-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-2516734373956491689?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2516734373956491689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2516734373956491689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/05/25-too-little.html' title='$25 too little.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-3410860301884493243</id><published>2008-05-26T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:06:14.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>graduates</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SDrR34GboII/AAAAAAAAAHs/5D_EBmXPRs4/s1600-h/P5230068%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="302" alt="P5230068" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SDrR5IGboJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9RnI4Keysc4/P5230068_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="232" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;buddies, yes?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;bittersweet memories.&lt;br&gt;im just glad to have graduated.&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;alhamdullilah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;next chapter..&lt;br&gt;mandatory national service..&lt;br&gt;ahm really looking forward to serving..&lt;br&gt;=)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;to the two buds, enjoy your time in there bros.&lt;br&gt;my time will come abit later, tho.&lt;br&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;lets all not lose contacts, yeah?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;-now, we move on.. where to..?-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-3410860301884493243?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3410860301884493243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3410860301884493243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduates.html' title='graduates'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SDrR5IGboJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9RnI4Keysc4/s72-c/P5230068_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-4771332025234118821</id><published>2008-05-19T12:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T12:16:26.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>made of honour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so, me and the girlfriend watched it the other day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;isnt it supposed to be a romantic comedy kinda movie?&lt;br&gt;but, i can sooo feel how patrick dempsey felt when he was trying to chase michelle monaghan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;haha.&lt;br&gt;dont ask me why.. just watch the show..&lt;br&gt;and see how hard he tried to make things right.&lt;br&gt;well, things he did was pretty much common, you know.&lt;br&gt;but, the effort speaks volume, no?&lt;br&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyway, we watched ayat ayat cinta as well.&lt;br&gt;i must say it was very impressive.&lt;br&gt;very well done.&lt;br&gt;i thoroughly enjoyed the movie.&lt;br&gt;heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;then, bought vcd for duyung.&lt;br&gt;which mum initially wanted to watch before AAC.&lt;br&gt;but, luckily we didnt go and watched duyung.. because i think its crap.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ive got a couple more things to update about.&lt;br&gt;abit about shea.&lt;br&gt;hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but, gf would prolly be bored listening about her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i am so saving up for suit, boots and ff helmet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;oklahh..&lt;br&gt;i want to go and have my shower already.&lt;br&gt;no official plans for today.&lt;br&gt;prolly just fetch gf later after work.&lt;br&gt;see you~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SDD_EANDtvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/PbWI8cXBLnQ/s1600-h/DSCF0002%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="DSCF0002" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SDD_EgNDtwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kUeAXctC7QY/DSCF0002_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SDD_FgNDtxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/er5n6fvRivY/s1600-h/DSCF0003%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="DSCF0003" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SDD_GANDtyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/dgPlVwl4KyM/DSCF0003_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;haha.&lt;br&gt;cheeky nephew.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;-seribu kenangan-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-4771332025234118821?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4771332025234118821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4771332025234118821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/05/made-of-honour.html' title='made of honour.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SDD_EgNDtwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kUeAXctC7QY/s72-c/DSCF0002_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-7576698813402920458</id><published>2008-05-07T02:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T02:59:00.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the lepak-est video ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;suhaimi asked me to watch this..&lt;br /&gt;and i think its freaking funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;enjoy~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:10af7898-5f9d-4be9-bbd7-e18f277fa31f" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wHYprwEjYFw&amp;amp;hl=" width="360" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-how are you? welcome to malaysia!-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-7576698813402920458?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7576698813402920458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7576698813402920458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/05/lepak-est-video-ever.html' title='the lepak-est video ever.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-4505733938912925902</id><published>2008-05-01T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T21:07:26.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy-est labour day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;today, must have been my lazy-est day ever.&lt;br&gt;i woke up at 12.&lt;br&gt;ate, watch some tv, entertained the nephew, played fm.&lt;br&gt;slept at 2, again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;woke up at 7.&lt;br&gt;ate, watched dodgeball, american idol.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and now im here.&lt;br&gt;ggaaarrgghh~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;okay dah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-i'll always be your baby-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-4505733938912925902?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4505733938912925902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4505733938912925902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/05/lazy-est-labour-day.html' title='lazy-est labour day.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-1491912777170051046</id><published>2008-04-20T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:43:30.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>defnitely, maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so, we watched it last night.&lt;br&gt;movie itself was very slow..&lt;br&gt;but, it has alot of flavour to it, you know?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"&lt;em&gt;when you love somebody that much; the only thing left to do to is to marry her."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;how sweet~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyways, aep tomorrow.&lt;br&gt;630am at bartley secondary.&lt;br&gt;thats the second time in a week i'll be there.&lt;br&gt;haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;for two different reasons.&lt;br&gt;the school really has alot of money eh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-give me a chance, to make it right-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-1491912777170051046?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1491912777170051046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1491912777170051046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/04/defnitely-maybe.html' title='defnitely, maybe'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-3814529484551150443</id><published>2008-04-17T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T00:12:07.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>presenting shea</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9th april 2008.&lt;br&gt;a day of significance.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hahaha.&lt;br&gt;macam paham.&lt;br&gt;early2 in the morning call me already to pick the bike up..&lt;br&gt;so, i went with sala..&lt;br&gt;there she was.. waiting for me.&lt;br&gt;heh heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SAYlU0B2-mI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_JwYbAxZmss/s1600-h/DSC00627%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="222" alt="DSC00627" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SAYlVkB2-nI/AAAAAAAAAHE/G_J2WD4JQbo/DSC00627_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="289" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so that is &lt;em&gt;shea&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyway, ive been busy with work for the last two weeks.&lt;br&gt;with workshops with lakh and covering for the bro's classes..&lt;br&gt;hopefully there will be more to come..&lt;br&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-majestic-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-3814529484551150443?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3814529484551150443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3814529484551150443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/04/presenting-shea.html' title='presenting shea'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/i.am.sir.dux/SAYlVkB2-nI/AAAAAAAAAHE/G_J2WD4JQbo/s72-c/DSC00627_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-3726927441020992109</id><published>2008-03-16T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T15:32:00.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i just woke up.&lt;br&gt;but, i had such a depressing dream.&lt;br&gt;i dreamt of my late grandfather.&lt;br&gt;and i woke up in tears.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i miss him so much.&lt;br&gt;i am still crying typing this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i woke up and immediately opened live writer to update.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;its been 7 years.&lt;br&gt;but, i still miss him soo much.&lt;br&gt;the family dont do any kenduri for him anymore.&lt;br&gt;):&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;he took care of me since day1.&lt;br&gt;up until i was 10 years old.&lt;br&gt;he would come over every morning..&lt;br&gt;he would send me to school every single day without fail.&lt;br&gt;i would cry whenever he wants to go home.&lt;br&gt;and if he does decide to sleep over at my place..&lt;br&gt;i made it a point to put my hand over him..&lt;br&gt;to make sure that if he left early.. i would know.&lt;br&gt;but, of course i wouldnt know.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;he is the only one who would never ever scold me.&lt;br&gt;he would buy me sweets.&lt;br&gt;he would buy me chocolates.&lt;br&gt;he would buy me toys.&lt;br&gt;he pampered me.&lt;br&gt;and i love him to death.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i remembered the day he left.&lt;br&gt;5th january 2001.&lt;br&gt;i was woken up by mum.&lt;br&gt;saying &lt;em&gt;bak&lt;/em&gt; is not breathing anymore.&lt;br&gt;he suffered a stroke to his right side about a week before he passed.&lt;br&gt;stayed in the hospital the whole time.&lt;br&gt;he couldnt talk.&lt;br&gt;he couldnt move.&lt;br&gt;he couldnt eat.&lt;br&gt;i was devastated.&lt;br&gt;to see him like that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i was the only one who calls him &lt;em&gt;bak&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br&gt;everyone else calls him atuk.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;when i woke up that day, prolly around 5 in the morning.&lt;br&gt;i was in a daze.&lt;br&gt;i didnt know what to do.&lt;br&gt;i didnt know what to say.&lt;br&gt;i didnt know where to go.&lt;br&gt;i must have been wandering aroung the house for a good 10 mins.&lt;br&gt;while everyone was rushing to get ready.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;when we get ourselves there.&lt;br&gt;my heart dropped.&lt;br&gt;there he was, lying motionless in the room.&lt;br&gt;while my aunt who was there the whole night reciting prayers.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;everything happened that day went by very fast.&lt;br&gt;moments before they covered his face..&lt;br&gt;letting us see him for one last time..&lt;br&gt;i remembered telling myself.. that i will never forget him.&lt;br&gt;i would kill myself if i do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;bak.&lt;br&gt;when i was small.. i promised myself that whatever happens..&lt;br&gt;i will take care of you when you grow old.&lt;br&gt;i will take care of you the way you deserve, the best.&lt;br&gt;i remembered i lost your 2 dollars when you asked me to buy something.&lt;br&gt;you got angry. bak, that was the first time you got angry at me.&lt;br&gt;and i got scared, i traced back my steps to search for the 2 dollars.&lt;br&gt;i never found it.&lt;br&gt;i felt so sad.&lt;br&gt;i wanted to treat you your favourite kopi when i get my first salary.&lt;br&gt;but, i never got around to doing that.&lt;br&gt;and i regret it.&lt;br&gt;till today, now. crying typing all this.&lt;br&gt;i miss you so much, bak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R9zM7HYLehI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jCSoEOw5ca0/meAndBak%5B5%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="304" alt="meAndBak" src="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R9zM7nYLeiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zym8xJf-UOg/meAndBak_thumb%5B3%5D" width="205" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;-my hero-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-3726927441020992109?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3726927441020992109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3726927441020992109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-world.html' title='hello world;'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-7316380353079684662</id><published>2008-03-11T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:53:35.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huhuhu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R9ac4HYLebI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4bO1c2G2wDU/DSCF0112%5B4%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="333" alt="DSCF0112" src="http://lh5.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R9ac43YLecI/AAAAAAAAAGE/bQGnb1ra67M/DSCF0112_thumb%5B2%5D" width="255" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;yours truly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R9ac5nYLedI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ydcHHctOEOM/DSCF0101%5B4%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="327" alt="DSCF0101" src="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R9ac6HYLeeI/AAAAAAAAAGU/sLKUvOr8PDg/DSCF0101_thumb%5B2%5D" width="250" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;haha. rambut tak hensem.&lt;br&gt;tapi aku suka. heh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R9ac63YLefI/AAAAAAAAAGc/1M8vSH0PSm8/DSCF0012%5B5%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="321" alt="DSCF0012" src="http://lh3.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R9ac7XYLegI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kLfUuo2_KDI/DSCF0012_thumb%5B3%5D" width="246" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;me and lovely girlfriend.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;updates soon.&lt;br&gt;about? im not too sure.&lt;br&gt;about the results maybe?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;if i just realize, what i just realize, we are just perfect for each other-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-7316380353079684662?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7316380353079684662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7316380353079684662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/03/huhuhu.html' title='huhuhu.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-7566437799771326259</id><published>2008-03-07T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T01:09:04.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tunggu macam buah tak jatuh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;leap year, was awesome.&lt;br&gt;(:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"my bestfriends will remain as bestfriends.&lt;br&gt; there's no confusion about it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;that hit the spot.&lt;br&gt;heh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyways. i cant wait for bangkok.&lt;br&gt;for a week ok!&lt;br&gt;haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;koh phangan is 98% tak jadik because its going to take us 20hrs from bangkok.&lt;br&gt;sungguh jauh and leceh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;okaylah.&lt;br&gt;i have aep tomorrow at hillgrove sec.&lt;br&gt;grrrr.&lt;br&gt;850am okay!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-i dont care what they say, cause im in love with you&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-7566437799771326259?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7566437799771326259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7566437799771326259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/03/tunggu-macam-buah-tak-jatuh.html' title='tunggu macam buah tak jatuh.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-6859664316573142401</id><published>2008-02-17T15:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T15:03:19.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ching ching ching GAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so, chingay was a blaaaaaaassssssssttttttt!&lt;br&gt;super fun.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;just enjoy the peektures yeh!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fb63rIIQI/AAAAAAAAADM/Bce4MUlRVBY/DSC00615%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00615" src="http://lh5.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fb7XrIIRI/AAAAAAAAADU/9g5ElXLkvhU/DSC00615_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;thats me on the indian float!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fb9HrIISI/AAAAAAAAADc/fEsXLff0Wl0/DSC00617%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00617" src="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fb9nrIITI/AAAAAAAAADk/qbQsakfuTtI/DSC00617_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;thats the classic cars again!&lt;br&gt;lawar siakss..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fb_3rIIUI/AAAAAAAAADs/TrFw5rSjUPo/DSC00612%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00612" src="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcBnrIIVI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nKEiwynSzEs/DSC00612_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;see the lotus?&lt;br&gt;super cute can!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcCnrIIWI/AAAAAAAAAD8/XJ-RSgKcnI8/DSC00597%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00597" src="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcDHrIIXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7ktgMPJYXOU/DSC00597_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;alamak..&lt;br&gt;i dont know if you can see..&lt;br&gt;but, there are men literally wearing only their briefs.&lt;br&gt;kekek siaks.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcD3rIIYI/AAAAAAAAAEM/x-XEHLzpIbg/DSC00600%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00600" src="http://lh5.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcEXrIIZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-gtjP3IJnsg/DSC00600_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;the float with fresh flowers..&lt;br&gt;i think.&lt;br&gt;hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcFHrIIaI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xtqgu7ZjcXk/DSC00603%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00603" src="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcFnrIIbI/AAAAAAAAAEk/yetDpsV5oEE/DSC00603_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;there.. the merlion..&lt;br&gt;can see?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcHXrIIcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/q5shyJm-60c/DSC00605%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00605" src="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcInrIIdI/AAAAAAAAAE0/h5k5MGp87tg/DSC00605_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;this one ah..&lt;br&gt;i tell you..&lt;br&gt;the lion dance group is super big.&lt;br&gt;there were at least 15 lions siaa..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcJnrIIeI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5DNGyaCzj8Y/DSC00580%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00580" src="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcKHrIIfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/wguc2M8sHVs/DSC00580_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so many people!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcLHrIIgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/zU-f2nmr9y8/DSC00599%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00599" src="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcLnrIIhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Esinyhest5k/DSC00599_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;debriefing at geylangseraiCC.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;packing up was tiring after a whole lot of walking from city hall to esplanade. hurhur.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyway..&lt;br&gt;i hope everything is going to go well from now.&lt;br&gt;im sorry, sayang.&lt;br&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcMHrIIiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uMj07Qj1IPs/Photo0239%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="Photo0239" src="http://lh5.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcMXrIIjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/PCaSmVsNZ_E/Photo0239_thumb%5B1%5D" width="200" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;there was absolutely nothing at terminal 3 eh.&lt;br&gt;as in, nothing that is eye-catching or something like that.&lt;br&gt;it still resembles an airport.&lt;br&gt;hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcNHrIIkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/98gVu5OCQOY/Photo0232%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="Photo0232" src="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7fcNnrIIlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/vjHDjIY61yA/Photo0232_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;hehehe.&lt;br&gt;i find the.girlfriend cute in that picture.&lt;br&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-11122011-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-6859664316573142401?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6859664316573142401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6859664316573142401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/02/ching-ching-ching-gay.html' title='ching ching ching GAY!'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-4951325387427089997</id><published>2008-02-16T02:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T02:09:36.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one random entry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;im trying to get myself sleepy by blogging.&lt;br&gt;heheh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i told girlfriend that i will be sleeping soon.&lt;br&gt;so, i better update fast.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;valentines was fine.&lt;br&gt;i looooovvvvee girlfriend's present for me!&lt;br&gt;hehe.&lt;br&gt;the black shirt was awesome baby.&lt;br&gt;and, the little black journey book?&lt;br&gt;i teared, okay!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyways, this is a pic taken about two weeks back.&lt;br&gt;a picture of a classmate yang macam paham.&lt;br&gt;hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7XVP3rIIEI/AAAAAAAAABs/RR8AmUsZWaQ/DSC00587%5B7%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="DSC00587" src="http://lh3.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7XVQXrIIFI/AAAAAAAAAB0/PbikkRwhiTI/DSC00587_thumb%5B5%5D" width="200" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;she is shahrina.&lt;br&gt;and, one of the most noisiest girls you will ever meet.&lt;br&gt;haha.&lt;br&gt;and she thinks she is a teacher.&lt;br&gt;cheh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;okay, so it was chingay preview just now.&lt;br&gt;damnnn. super tiring lah can.&lt;br&gt;jalan for one hour eh!&lt;br&gt;penat gilerrr~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7XVRXrIIGI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ju0YiD1thq0/DSC00563%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00563" src="http://lh5.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7XVR3rIIHI/AAAAAAAAACE/h2rKueI_Yao/DSC00563_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;thats me with the floats!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7XVS3rIIII/AAAAAAAAACM/Mxuotftk830/DSC00565%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00565" src="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7XVTnrIIJI/AAAAAAAAACU/q0Ss89X-Yyw/DSC00565_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;that is the main float that we have.&lt;br&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7XVUnrIIKI/AAAAAAAAACc/rz16jObuGB4/DSC00569%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00569" src="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7XVVHrIILI/AAAAAAAAACk/_L0woc7qHIg/DSC00569_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;super big mirror-like merlion.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7XVWHrIIMI/AAAAAAAAACs/UgY-s1w8jKQ/DSC00567%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00567" src="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7XVWnrIINI/AAAAAAAAAC0/rxyYegmCvdc/DSC00567_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i hope you can see, but that is the actual formula 1 car.&lt;br&gt;thats the toyota red bull team. i think.&lt;br&gt;haha.&lt;br&gt;it was awesome i tell you.&lt;br&gt;how i wish i could afford the f1 tickets.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7XVXXrIIOI/AAAAAAAAAC8/SoN_zTyWvYY/DSC00582%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="DSC00582" src="http://lh5.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R7XVX3rIIPI/AAAAAAAAADE/PIlHU_vysw0/DSC00582_thumb%5B1%5D" width="260" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;these were the vintage cars.&lt;br&gt;there were sports cars as well.&lt;br&gt;ferrari, maserati and such. ouh, the lotus one is very nice leh!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ive other pics lah. but all so blurry. heh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i think the opening was very nice.&lt;br&gt;they light up the traditional chinese firecrackers.&lt;br&gt;it was so noisy and everything.&lt;br&gt;but, i was so amazed by it.&lt;br&gt;haha. tak pernah nampak mahh~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;but, the irritating part was the waiting lor..&lt;br&gt;tunggu lama nak mampos..&lt;br&gt;selamat byk adek2 warisan.&lt;br&gt;boleh ajak bebual.&lt;br&gt;haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the bhangra and latindrums made alot of museeek.&lt;br&gt;in between other floats, while waiting .. until kena marah.&lt;br&gt;ahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but, over and all..&lt;br&gt;it was fuunnn~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;dont forget to watch it live on tv later at 8.00pm yeh!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-i wanna be the air that you breathe-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-4951325387427089997?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4951325387427089997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4951325387427089997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-random-entry.html' title='one random entry.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-6211407208748348624</id><published>2008-02-13T08:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T08:12:52.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and ive got to believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;baby gave me the sweeetest sms ever.&lt;br&gt;heheh.&lt;br&gt;i cant stop smiling.&lt;br&gt;=))&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyways, i had a funny dream.&lt;br&gt;i dreamt of megatrons and decepticons.&lt;br&gt;hahahah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;okay, thats all i wanna say.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(looks at the time; i just woke up to update this!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-i'll be there for you-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-6211407208748348624?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6211407208748348624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6211407208748348624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-ive-got-to-believe.html' title='and ive got to believe'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-7931816739080745880</id><published>2008-01-30T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T00:09:44.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last stretch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2 more weeks.&lt;br&gt;everything is piling in.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;lets do this.&lt;br&gt;we can get through this ya'll.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyways, i cant wait for bangkok!&lt;br&gt;hurhur!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okay okay.&lt;br&gt;i should be doing the second of three reports to be done.&lt;br&gt;not that the first one is done tho.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-black holes-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-7931816739080745880?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7931816739080745880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7931816739080745880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-stretch.html' title='the last stretch'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-8645131315338633480</id><published>2008-01-25T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T00:01:06.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sketches; wine, pasta and pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;hurhur.&lt;br&gt;we just had a simple early dinner.&lt;br&gt;just the two of us of course.&lt;br&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;not so simple lah.&lt;br&gt;see gf's blog for peektures.&lt;br&gt;hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;didnt really go out the whole day because both of us had classes.&lt;br&gt;i was supposed to finish at 6.&lt;br&gt;but, i didnt have any cmsk. my presesntation is next week.&lt;br&gt;but, gf had class till 6. so yeaps.&lt;br&gt;she didnt actually finish at 6 though.&lt;br&gt;hurhur.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i dropped by the LT to show morale support for the other groups who were presenting tho. haha.&lt;br&gt;i think they find me a nuisance instead.&lt;br&gt;i asked questions.&lt;br&gt;we dont answer questions unless its planted.&lt;br&gt;haha. but, they got extra marks because of me okay!&lt;br&gt;=))&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so, after class we went to have dinner at sketches.&lt;br&gt;we kena sketch before they let us into the restaurant.&lt;br&gt;(im not kidding)&lt;br&gt;and knowing me, i cant draw for nuts. i almost cried.&lt;br&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;but, i guess, they are more sympathetic to couples who are celebrating their two years anniversary.. and they let us in eventually.&lt;br&gt;hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;after which, we went round and round at bugis..&lt;br&gt;bought bags for each of us.&lt;br&gt;i so am going to use it tomorrow for the amis briefing at moe.&lt;br&gt;hurhur.&lt;br&gt;=))&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so, we went home happy kids.&lt;br&gt;yepppaaadoooddllleee dooo!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;eh, ya hor.&lt;br&gt;why the moe so leceh ask us to go for all this briefings ah.&lt;br&gt;teach music also must have curriculum ah..&lt;br&gt;if i kena do lesson plans for teaching kompangs..&lt;br&gt;i will scream and shout..&lt;br&gt;because..&lt;br&gt;WHAT LESSON PLANS ARE THERE TO DO WHEN I TEACH KOMPANG!!&lt;br&gt;sheesh~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;but, i dont think must do all this lesson plans la hor.&lt;br&gt;they would prolly tell us not to use expletives and whatnots during conducting lessons.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;haha. mesti kekek pegi sana besok.&lt;br&gt;mesti banyak apek2 and nyonya2 music teacher.&lt;br&gt;and im only turning 20.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;hurhur.&lt;br&gt;okaylah.. i better go and sleep.&lt;br&gt;mampos kalau tak pegi briefing besok.&lt;br&gt;kena marah dengan zana nanti.&lt;br&gt;hahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;okay daaa~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-two, twenty-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-8645131315338633480?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8645131315338633480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8645131315338633480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/01/sketches-wine-pasta-and-pizza.html' title='sketches; wine, pasta and pizza'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-6360430365077245056</id><published>2008-01-24T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:41:17.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we've turned two!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;heylo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i forgot to type heylo in the previous post.&lt;br&gt;hahaha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyways..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R5duJ2J9TVI/AAAAAAAAABc/7pF2yhMGvWU/DSC005252"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="184" alt="DSC00525" src="http://lh4.google.com/i.am.sir.dux/R5duK2J9TWI/AAAAAAAAABk/yefcH7kxjrk/DSC00525_thumb" width="244" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;yeah.&lt;br&gt;im proud.&lt;br&gt;many more to come!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-love like this-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-6360430365077245056?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6360430365077245056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6360430365077245056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-turned-two.html' title='we&amp;#39;ve turned two!'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-6626836406797192873</id><published>2008-01-23T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T23:33:54.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heh. baik per.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i am your brother!&lt;br&gt;your bestfriend forever.&lt;br&gt;hurhur!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;okay, this is cool shit.&lt;br&gt;im using windows live writer.&lt;br&gt;hahah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;thanks to baby who introduced this to me!&lt;br&gt;harhar!&lt;br&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyways..&lt;br&gt;tomorrow is 2 years!&lt;br&gt;yeafoo!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;-until the end of time-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-6626836406797192873?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6626836406797192873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6626836406797192873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/01/heh-baik-per.html' title='heh. baik per.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-490226816932438938</id><published>2008-01-13T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T20:24:26.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised..&lt;br /&gt;its 14th january tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaning..&lt;br /&gt;we're left with 4 weeks of school..&lt;br /&gt;and we're done baybehhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;how fast time flies eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i have nearly completed tertiary education.&lt;br /&gt;and im proud of that.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;till the end of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy it guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-bukan sekadar angan-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-490226816932438938?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/490226816932438938'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. to some extent, i have to agree with her.&lt;br /&gt;haha. 20 ker, 19 ker, 18 ker..&lt;br /&gt;sama aje..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways.. a belated happy new year to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things has happened since the last time i updated the blog.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was girlfriend's birthday // mcr concert..&lt;br /&gt;which i almost died in there..&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was the proper surprise dinner // celebration&lt;br /&gt;for girlfriend's birthday..&lt;br /&gt;ive never done anything like that before okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was pentas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piala khatulistiwa followed soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i took off my P plate!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;enrolled myself for 2A.&lt;br /&gt;now, awaiting tp.&lt;br /&gt;lama seyy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas was boring.&lt;br /&gt;haha. duduk rumah eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then new year with rina, her brother and friends..&lt;br /&gt;which i saw a couple of them before.. oh, and i ajaked norman along..&lt;br /&gt;lepaked just the two of us until 4 plus.. when rina and gang left us.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but, its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh girlfriend just reminded me..&lt;br /&gt;faiz haider's first birthday.&lt;br /&gt;and it was a blast.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad the kid cant enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;dier macam paham jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving 2007 means the end of my teenage years~&lt;br /&gt;2007 also has been very good to me..&lt;br /&gt;there were nothing much to actually be critical about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike other years.. i enjoyed 2007 thoroughly with the.supergirlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;we're very happy with each other. but most importantly..&lt;br /&gt;we're not bored of each other.. come 24th..&lt;br /&gt;it'll be 2 years.. and im so proud of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on pst's front..&lt;br /&gt;it's been fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;manpower for shows has been encouraging..&lt;br /&gt;the bond between the guys is at its all time high.&lt;br /&gt;all these are the hard work of the sgh and asgh.&lt;br /&gt;congrats to those two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piala khatulistiwa 2007.&lt;br /&gt;my last comp for pst as a current student.&lt;br /&gt;one reason for pst not getting anything as team..&lt;br /&gt;is because of percussion side.&lt;br /&gt;with me playing the ibu.&lt;br /&gt;kinda disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;like what i smsed hafidz, i was never good enough in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;but, given the circumstances.. i thought we would do well.&lt;br /&gt;just wasnt our luck i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panjy has continued its training..&lt;br /&gt;im still unsure whether to come down again or not..&lt;br /&gt;the guys have been asking me to come down..&lt;br /&gt;yerlah, they need everyone back mah..&lt;br /&gt;nanti takde orang nak main comp.&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing with people like alip and abu..&lt;br /&gt;they make dikir barat fun.&lt;br /&gt;with their energy and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is if panjy enters any competition..&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy..&lt;br /&gt;im ready to welcome 2008.&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope its a good year yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to everyone as well, enjoy the new year.&lt;br /&gt;make full use of it yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-one night, and one more time, thanks for the memories-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-6099113065805678668?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6099113065805678668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6099113065805678668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2008/01/haha-one-overdue-entry.html' title='haha. one overdue entry!'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-8058224397272481883</id><published>2007-11-24T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T13:06:37.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 22nd sweetheart!</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnnn~&lt;br /&gt;its been awhile since i last updated.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably a month, aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beeen super busy lah can~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, even tho school is basically slacking.&lt;br /&gt;but, its stressed slacking.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there even such a term sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;major project has been a b*tch.&lt;br /&gt;actually, to be honest..&lt;br /&gt;the project is quite simple.&lt;br /&gt;just that, the whole group has been very very unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need codes for connection pooling between our program and the database lah.&lt;br /&gt;c# please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than major project..&lt;br /&gt;i have, public speaking.. comm skills, mobile wireless security and entrepeneurship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semua ade project eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, but i like public speaking best!&lt;br /&gt;harhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love igs's cds lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, some random person just msn-ed me and ask if he/she could upload my photos onto his/her myspace profile.&lt;br /&gt;like, wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;i promised to blog about raya, yes?&lt;br /&gt;its so outdated already.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so, i shouldnt blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, overall.. i think raya was fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the aunts and uncles did ask about supi..&lt;br /&gt;i guess, i dont want her to feel very pressurised into meeting my extended family?&lt;br /&gt;guess im not repeating my mistake, aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next year okay, sayang?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, we had a blast during directors cup as well.&lt;br /&gt;got second..&lt;br /&gt;takpe, yang penting tak kalah dengan team melayu eh?&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mixed reactions towards pentas this year..&lt;br /&gt;it was a success for pst in my opinion..&lt;br /&gt;not so much for the performance..&lt;br /&gt;but, to see the guys bond together..&lt;br /&gt;thats good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faiz is approaching 1 year old!&lt;br /&gt;yayyy!&lt;br /&gt;ahm sure he'll enjoy his first birthday.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;macam paham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive already bought him his year old present tho.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;zara shirt.&lt;br /&gt;i would have bought together with him if that design has my size.&lt;br /&gt;nyeh~&lt;br /&gt;there's this other design with my size.. but not his.&lt;br /&gt;wahlaoooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gf also bought his year old present already eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grumpy without chocolates.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also got that tshirt!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;free someore!&lt;br /&gt;harhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many many new things i got la sey.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;duit takde.. tapi shopping aje keje.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the copper jeans from levis tho.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the top gf bought for me from topman was nice too!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of putting pics up..&lt;br /&gt;but, lazy la seyy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when mother talks about wedding preparations..&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand why.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;when brother hasnt even thought of his yet.&lt;br /&gt;but, biasa la.. mak aku kan kiasu sikits.&lt;br /&gt;but, im afraid actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though, we are very happy with each other right now..&lt;br /&gt;who knows what would happen in a year's time? or even few months down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i dont want to be upsetting my mother again.&lt;br /&gt;sighh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my brother has a much bigger responsibility..&lt;br /&gt;because, he's engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gf, dont leave me k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;the hearts all over the world-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-8058224397272481883?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8058224397272481883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8058224397272481883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-22nd-sweetheart.html' title='happy 22nd sweetheart!'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-2004449594339217630</id><published>2007-10-21T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T01:11:38.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/PA180158.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the girl i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's all mine, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-the great escape-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-2004449594339217630?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2004449594339217630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2004449594339217630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-255487235249192855</id><published>2007-10-14T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T12:28:28.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ya udahhh!</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selamat hari raya kawan-kawan ku yang ku sayangii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe tak sumer yang aku sayang sungguh..&lt;br /&gt;tapi raya punya pasal..&lt;br /&gt;sumer aku sayang la k!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the holidays people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biaser la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mintak maaf kalau ade salah silap yer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaysss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say hello to &lt;em&gt;dian!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/P2280728.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/DSC00482.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's been around ever since december 06.&lt;br /&gt;and i havent really got to put on what i think is nice on her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, semenjak dua menjak nie..&lt;br /&gt;saham ade la lebih sikits..&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i decided to give her makeover!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/DSC00505.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/DSC00504.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/DSC00506.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeapsss..&lt;br /&gt;lawar kan dier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah.&lt;br /&gt;will update on raya much much later.&lt;br /&gt;heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;girlfriend, i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i have been such a bad bad boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and, when i wanted this last chance..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i really mean it as a last chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sometimes, i really feel like i dont deserve to have a girlfriend like you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but, nevertheless.. stickwitme, yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-sorry sorry strawberry sayang-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-255487235249192855?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/255487235249192855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/255487235249192855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/ya-udahhh.html' title='ya udahhh!'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-7443221739051091227</id><published>2007-10-10T04:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T04:47:03.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meLove.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be the first to admit that im not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;i am a jerk sometimes, but, thats where we learn more about ourselves..&lt;br /&gt;that is where our relationship grows in maturity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through fights, arguments and whatnots..&lt;br /&gt;that is where our love grows.&lt;br /&gt;and our bond comes closer than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one else deserves this love more than you do, supi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/supi/theBestEver.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us now move on, and worry of what's ahead.&lt;br /&gt;not to look back, anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-sinaran mata mu-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-7443221739051091227?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7443221739051091227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7443221739051091227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/melove.html' title='meLove.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-4074416797427318867</id><published>2007-10-03T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T01:40:10.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeh yeh yeh.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terkurung dalam kamar ini&lt;br /&gt;Getar merantai diri&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin selama ini aku tidak menduga&lt;br /&gt;Kataku bisa menghiris jiwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk berapa lama lagi&lt;br /&gt;Kita harus begini&lt;br /&gt;Menyimpan dendam lama&lt;br /&gt;Menyala bagai bara&lt;br /&gt;Panasnya hanya aku yang rasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerhana dalam diri tak siapa yang tahu&lt;br /&gt;Apakah untuk selamanya&lt;br /&gt;Haruskah ku mengurung diri hanya kerana dia&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kerana cinta&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun ku sengsara&lt;br /&gt;Haruskah ku menghulurkan tangan seandainya terpaksa&lt;br /&gt;Antara kita masih ada sempadan yang memisahkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mampukah ku telan bara yang menyala&lt;br /&gt;Andainya itu pertaruhanmu&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kejujuran akan membuktikan&lt;br /&gt;Itulah makhota dalam percintaan&lt;br /&gt;Kirimkan aku penawar itu&lt;br /&gt;Pengubat rindu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;aku feeling jiwang ah sebenarnye.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-jenny, what's the problem?-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-4074416797427318867?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4074416797427318867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4074416797427318867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/10/yeh-yeh-yeh.html' title='yeh yeh yeh.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-403830576816673645</id><published>2007-09-17T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T00:15:30.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy kid!</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i shall post some proper entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two entries before this, was typed earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;except that the entry dates were altered.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wasnt the one who typed lah..&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;sweetheart did it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. so probably..&lt;br /&gt;the first week of puasa is going on smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got ourselves a new maid.&lt;br /&gt;coz the current one is going back home; permanently.&lt;br /&gt;at month end.&lt;br /&gt;so, yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;had to get a replacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i will be sleeping inside weyyy!&lt;br /&gt;yeahooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for almost a year, i have been sleeping outside lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could continue doing relief teaching even after school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as bored as it sounds..&lt;br /&gt;the money is damn good.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent hakim off the other day..&lt;br /&gt;saturday i think..&lt;br /&gt;had a tearful farewell..&lt;br /&gt;good luck, and do everyone proud, bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went on a mini shopping spree just now..&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;i succumbed to my temptations..&lt;br /&gt;and bought myself the nike free 7.0!&lt;br /&gt;now, i couldnt use the visa for the month already..&lt;br /&gt;nanti budget lari ahh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also got myself the phiten necklace.&lt;br /&gt;it works for me. so, i got myself one!&lt;br /&gt;abg also got himself one.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite costly you know the necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had big big break fast just now at home..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;it prompted mama to ask whether we're celebrating the birthdays today.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;coz everyone was home just now..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing im getting tomorrow.. [i hope]&lt;br /&gt;and my birthday wishlist is complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am such a happy kid!&lt;br /&gt;still a kid okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang penting havent reach the big 2.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention i wanted to change to vespa now?&lt;br /&gt;but, considering that the insurance for the vespa is doubled my 125z..&lt;br /&gt;im still thinking whether to change or not.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better be sleeping lah..&lt;br /&gt;kalau tidak, i'll be yawning all the way in class.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i can sleep like the students.&lt;br /&gt;harhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they can do whatever they want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they can sms, call, listen to mp3s, play their psp..&lt;br /&gt;sleep.. and other outrageous stufs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i can only sit and watch and advise them not to kill themselves.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah.&lt;br /&gt;i better be goinggg~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, say hello to em!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-malam ku gembira, siang ku sengsara-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-403830576816673645?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/403830576816673645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/403830576816673645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-kid.html' title='happy kid!'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-3287577127156810376</id><published>2007-09-13T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T20:58:03.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day three</title><content type='html'>probably the more boring day.&lt;br /&gt;the da vinci code. read 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;even though i know what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;a book that is good couldnt make me stop reading. heh!&lt;br /&gt;it's the same like harry potter's.&lt;br /&gt;it makes you feel guilty if you put the book down :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, its recess time now.&lt;br /&gt;im in class... writing.&lt;br /&gt;the students from the next class are here...&lt;br /&gt;well, not all of them.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;they are the 1 tech.&lt;br /&gt;the rowdy bunch.&lt;br /&gt;not so bad lah actually.&lt;br /&gt;they still act like primary school kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after seeing so many handwritings, i think that mine is not that bad..&lt;br /&gt;for a guy.&lt;br /&gt;as always, girls' handwriting is always much better than guys.&lt;br /&gt;but at least, mine is very much readible..&lt;br /&gt;unlike some of the kids. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pity the 1 tech.&lt;br /&gt;some of them couldnt even spell some of the simple malay words.&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind, they havea loooong way to go in their education ladder.&lt;br /&gt;myself however, is nearing the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;if follow the conventional way.&lt;br /&gt;80% will stop at a diploma.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to start working and get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheh.&lt;br /&gt;one of the absentees from yesterday's class just entered..&lt;br /&gt;she's a girl, wearing a boys' shorts, not skirt.&lt;br /&gt;boleh gituuu..&lt;br /&gt;her hair is like a guy too. heh!&lt;br /&gt;freaky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of writing already. will continue later on yeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sirdux`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-3287577127156810376?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3287577127156810376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3287577127156810376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/day-three.html' title='day three'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-7030582946284090092</id><published>2007-09-12T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T20:58:48.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day two</title><content type='html'>short getaway was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i got most of the things on my wishlist. thank you girlfriend! :)&lt;br /&gt;the shoes will have to wait tho.&lt;br /&gt;i got another one tho! haha!&lt;br /&gt;globe gotti. black pinstripes. its slips ons, like vans uh. chic weyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day two was fine i guess. heh.&lt;br /&gt;im still yawning my way the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besok dah puasa.&lt;br /&gt;will be looking forward to it :)&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know what else to write. haha.&lt;br /&gt;to pass time, i've been reading the da vinci code... its finishing tho.&lt;br /&gt;have to get a new book for next week tho.&lt;br /&gt;i like this 3 exp class; very quiet.&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe except the two bimbos. hah.&lt;br /&gt;but they have been really quiet... doing their stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got no free period today.&lt;br /&gt;so wont be able to go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;lunch only after school ends.&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably just head back home straight.&lt;br /&gt;okay, now that i dont feel sleeping already...&lt;br /&gt;i will continue readiong my book.&lt;br /&gt;k goooo! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheh. the 1 tech are rowdy.&lt;br /&gt;and they will be here tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;two periods!&lt;br /&gt;"bulu ayam, bulu itik, kau belah pon cantik"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;karena budak-budak sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free periods. two lah sey!&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 hours of doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;$15 to sit and read the da vinci code.&lt;br /&gt;i could do this for the next two months.&lt;br /&gt;harhar!&lt;br /&gt;going to continue reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sirdux`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-7030582946284090092?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7030582946284090092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7030582946284090092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/day-two.html' title='day two'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-6511734722701269656</id><published>2007-09-11T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T17:29:30.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day one</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things has been smooth so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came a little bit late. probably around 3 minutes after 7.30am.&lt;br /&gt;the national anthem was already playing.&lt;br /&gt;i was directed to the General Office by a lady teacher.&lt;br /&gt;the office staff, Mrs Ho, asked me to sit and wait for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical general office happenings while i was there.&lt;br /&gt;slightly before 8am; the first period, Mrs Ho briefed me a little about what to do and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first class... okay wait.&lt;br /&gt;i am relieving for a teacher called Mr Effendy.&lt;br /&gt;he basically teaches malay.&lt;br /&gt;his home room is at the 3rd level, 2nd room.&lt;br /&gt;the way things go around here is, the students that go around the school for classes..&lt;br /&gt;unlike the norm where usually the teachers go to their classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..&lt;br /&gt;my first class is the sec 4 technical.&lt;br /&gt;from experience, i knew there was no point being strict with them.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how long im going to take his classes, but its important to establish that respect between myself and the students.&lt;br /&gt;from the 1st day onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worksheets are ready for me to just give out to them and do.&lt;br /&gt;i told them that they may choose not to do it.&lt;br /&gt;but atleast write their names and fill in some blanks.&lt;br /&gt;i said the same things throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;the response i got was encouraging, while most of them tried to do the worksheets, there were a couple who decides to "switch off" and not do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came recess time, i went to the office to get my particulars verified.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to skip recess as all the students were there.&lt;br /&gt;luckily, the period after recess, i was free.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to eat during that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my so-called 'brunch', i went back to the home room and waited for the remaining classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im on the last period of the day.&lt;br /&gt;just to pass time writing my experience for the day.&lt;br /&gt;but my ability to write so fluently defeats the purpose.&lt;br /&gt;i took only 7 minutes to cover 1 1/2 pages.&lt;br /&gt;so much of wanting to pass time.&lt;br /&gt;heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this last class are more noisier than the others.&lt;br /&gt;sec 2 normal acad.&lt;br /&gt;quite a big group tho.&lt;br /&gt;they are basically doing their own things after handing me all their completed worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only day 1. i have many many more to go.&lt;br /&gt;(i hope) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;that was my first day being a relief teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun?&lt;br /&gt;but, it was a tad too boring.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been yawning and yawning the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily its only half a day..&lt;br /&gt;pay's good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somewhere around the same as sweetheart's.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what!&lt;br /&gt;my birthday wishlist is ALMOST complete!&lt;br /&gt;yeahooooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to bebehhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeeweeeet!&lt;br /&gt;left two more things onlie.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-love is cinta-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-6511734722701269656?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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/&gt;grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-yang sedang dilanda cinta-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-7631966126870812833?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7631966126870812833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7631966126870812833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/nyeh.html' title='nyeh!'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-6174183501251504851</id><published>2007-09-04T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T20:00:13.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nyehahah~</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;so, while waiting for mimpi manis to start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did these.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont mind the superman logo.&lt;br /&gt;it represents me and the.girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy..&lt;br /&gt;dah nak start ni nmimpi manis!!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/superman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/SDlogo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-STOP! engkau mencuri hatiku~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-6174183501251504851?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6174183501251504851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6174183501251504851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/nyehahah.html' title='nyehahah~'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-2014389403115645262</id><published>2007-09-04T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:51:34.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boohoo!</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my newcastle jersey's price went up about $20.&lt;br /&gt;when i went to mustafa three weeks ago..&lt;br /&gt;it was going at about $80+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, its $104.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what else to put.&lt;br /&gt;nyeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"psst. you never know if im going to get it for you." says the girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;.. to oblivion .. -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-2014389403115645262?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2014389403115645262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2014389403115645262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/boohoo.html' title='boohoo!'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-8760853829347125075</id><published>2007-09-04T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T07:51:02.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changed again!</title><content type='html'>HAHA! this look so exactly like mine, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft! the.boyfriend is probably sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;gong gong! never reply my sms.&lt;br /&gt;never sms me also. pfft pfft pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you later at 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather better be nice to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my vivocity.&lt;br /&gt;i want my dippin' donut.&lt;br /&gt;i want my candy empire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-8760853829347125075?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8760853829347125075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8760853829347125075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/changed-again.html' title='changed again!'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-2210890205892059788</id><published>2007-09-02T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:40:49.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gong gong and lala</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am updating for the.boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has got the word 'PEMALAS' or 'LAZY' written on his forehead when it comes to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;psst, he ask me to update for him lah can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're heading to sentosa tomorrow. for picnic. =)&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to dippin's donuts.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to candy empire.&lt;br /&gt;i want salsa chilli.&lt;br /&gt;yay! i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the.boyfriend has been faithfully sending and fetching me to and from work.&lt;br /&gt;my mr personal chauffeur. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;thank you very muchos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, we going on a holiday pretty soon. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, and he has been going to the gym. HAHA! and yes, complaining about here pain there pain. i've hired rafiq to make you more meaty, so please listen to what he tells you to do or eat. chey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh, and his birthday is coming soon too.&lt;br /&gt;his wish upon the not-so-shiny-star:&lt;br /&gt;1)newcastle jersey. home please! not the away kit!&lt;br /&gt;2)nike free 7.0. grey or black colour okay!&lt;br /&gt;3)htc pda phone.&lt;br /&gt;4)sony mp3 player. its uber cool okay!&lt;br /&gt;5)skinnies. waist size 30 for topman!&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;s&gt;belts. white la please!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)vest. size 36 eh!&lt;br /&gt;8)haircut and highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishlist number 6- checked!&lt;br /&gt;number 3 is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;number 8 soon. im going to choose his hairstyle and he's going to choose mine. heh!&lt;br /&gt;number 4, you already have an mp3. dont need another new one. but i need one! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;and the rest of the numbers, i shall remain quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, update already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;love you gong gong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-2210890205892059788?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2210890205892059788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2210890205892059788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/09/gong-gong-and-lala.html' title='gong gong and lala'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-5059050783642534995</id><published>2007-08-21T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T01:06:12.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as i look back.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its now official that i have ended my sip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that i would be so sad to leave Alif Computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially, i hated its working hours.&lt;br /&gt;i disliked the lady boss.&lt;br /&gt;and basically, i hate to stand for 10 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four whole months has sinced passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only ive grown into the job..&lt;br /&gt;ive made new friends.&lt;br /&gt;not few, but many.&lt;br /&gt;many of whom i treated like siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, friends which is not only restricted to the shop..&lt;br /&gt;but those around as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the 3 mp3 booths outside the shops..&lt;br /&gt;tina, liu yang, potrina and alot more.&lt;br /&gt;the guy from the opposite shop whom sam always buy ciggs from.&lt;br /&gt;johnny.&lt;br /&gt;the vital guy, who rides without license.&lt;br /&gt;andrew.&lt;br /&gt;the photocopy guy..&lt;br /&gt;the sisters from killiney who we always order breakfast from..&lt;br /&gt;the sisters who distribute flyers..&lt;br /&gt;the guy who i always buy new paper from..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;im going to miss all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the active foto staff..&lt;br /&gt;riyas, kumar, deen, bilal, sathik, arif, abid, saleh, sahabudeen, abu, ravin, safiah.&lt;br /&gt;they all made my time there such a wonderful experience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, the one group of people who i will always be thankful for are these people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/alif/DSC00444.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's sam.&lt;br /&gt;he's the guy who always stands up for me.&lt;br /&gt;who always makes sure im okay in the shop.&lt;br /&gt;who always gets me out of trouble with customers.&lt;br /&gt;who always makes sure we get lunch early.&lt;br /&gt;who always gives me lower costing.&lt;br /&gt;who makes my time in Alif the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for everything bro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/alif/DSC00443.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is fizzy.&lt;br /&gt;i may just work for her, one day.&lt;br /&gt;the one who never fails to buy for us lunch every single day.&lt;br /&gt;the one who taught me how to do cashier.&lt;br /&gt;the one who would entertain my crap in the shop.&lt;br /&gt;the one who would sit on the floor and shoot rubber bands through any gaps we can find.&lt;br /&gt;the one who has been like a sister to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/alif/DSC00446.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is rajesh.&lt;br /&gt;he who comes in only after 4 in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;but never come to work empty handed.&lt;br /&gt;either with chocolates, slurpee, pepsi, coke or anything that he can buy to share with us.&lt;br /&gt;also one who never run away from his responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;there was one time where i was do the cashier the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;and, for one transaction he did the cashier..&lt;br /&gt;and for that transaction.. there was some confusion..&lt;br /&gt;and while closing the accounts..&lt;br /&gt;there was $30+ shortage in the cashbox..&lt;br /&gt;tho, i didnt say it wasnt my fault..&lt;br /&gt;he was the one who paid back the $30+.&lt;br /&gt;because, he wasnt suppose to do the cashier.&lt;br /&gt;for that, i respect you bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/alif/DSC00442.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is saleem.&lt;br /&gt;he is the most irritating being anyone can find.&lt;br /&gt;but, with that being his character..&lt;br /&gt;he never fails to make me laugh with his stupidity..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i have to repeat 4 times to make sure he does something correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/alif/DSC00445.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is mujeeb.&lt;br /&gt;the employee every employer would want.&lt;br /&gt;he's the most hardworking in the shop.&lt;br /&gt;never fails to do top-up even thought its not his duty to.&lt;br /&gt;even when im sweeping the floor..&lt;br /&gt;he would take the broom from me and ask me to sell laptops.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them 5.&lt;br /&gt;makes my time in Alif the best i have ever encountered while working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while closing the shop just now..&lt;br /&gt;yunus.. the big boss of Active Foto..&lt;br /&gt;came by Alif to check on things..&lt;br /&gt;so, i quickly shook his hand and said thank you..&lt;br /&gt;the reaction on his face when i told him its my last day..&lt;br /&gt;i knew, i was appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most touching part that made me teared a little..&lt;br /&gt;was when.. me and sam was on the escalator..&lt;br /&gt;going down..&lt;br /&gt;sam suddenly gave me $10.&lt;br /&gt;"yunus asked me to give this to you. he didnt give anything to niyas and anoop yesterday, but he gave you something. and that means he liked you alot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niyas and anoop was the other two interns who came in with me as well.&lt;br /&gt;they both are graduating this october btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though $10 may seem small.&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate the fact that my efforts didnt go unnoticed.&lt;br /&gt;even though, i was mainly in Alif..&lt;br /&gt;my efforts was more recognized by the bigger bosses at Active Foto.&lt;br /&gt;and, im proud of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont remember when was the last time i felt this bad.&lt;br /&gt;leaving a place like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt so hard to leave the shop for the last time just now.&lt;br /&gt;even though i know i can always go there and work as and when i like..&lt;br /&gt;it wont be the same anymore.. being there everyday..&lt;br /&gt;meet different people.. entertain many many customers..&lt;br /&gt;try and slove problems..&lt;br /&gt;eating lunch in the shop.. dancing, singing..&lt;br /&gt;pulling customers in from other shop..&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss all those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially the people whom i made friends with.&lt;br /&gt;even tho, it was for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Alif Computers, Active Foto &amp; Electronics-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-5059050783642534995?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/5059050783642534995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;not so much lah.. but quite a number.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newcastle jersey. home please! not the away kit!&lt;br /&gt;nike free 7.0. grey or black colour okay!&lt;br /&gt;htc pda phone.&lt;br /&gt;sony mp3 player. its uber cool okay!&lt;br /&gt;skinnies. waist size 30 for topman!&lt;br /&gt;belts. white la please!&lt;br /&gt;vest. size 36 eh!&lt;br /&gt;haircut and highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in no particular order..&lt;br /&gt;tho, i want the shoe so very much!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-so happy together-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-3061227521021110330?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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enjoy the wonders of internet..&lt;br /&gt;and the ability to remain anonymous..&lt;br /&gt;people abuse it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im also very surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since a good friend linked me on his blog..&lt;br /&gt;(my instructions tho)&lt;br /&gt;ive been getting these anonymous taggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate the comments.&lt;br /&gt;and everything else that comes along with it by the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me and the girlfriend grow closer..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the tags.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, what do this person(s) have against me?&lt;br /&gt;only God knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of us..&lt;br /&gt;we both share a mutual understanding of each other.&lt;br /&gt;we dont doubt our love for each other.&lt;br /&gt;thats the last thing we will ever think of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my guess is..&lt;br /&gt;this anonymous tagger(s)..&lt;br /&gt;have no direction in their own life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, logically thinking..&lt;br /&gt;if they have something to think about their ownself..&lt;br /&gt;why would they even bother to think about others..?&lt;br /&gt;why would they bother reading boring life stories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just take a step back..&lt;br /&gt;and think of your own future(s).&lt;br /&gt;before you start to get involve in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever is up there..&lt;br /&gt;is not directed to any single person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'll get personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my reply to these anonymous taggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say what you want..&lt;br /&gt;i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its even better if you leave your name..&lt;br /&gt;because, i may not know you at all.&lt;br /&gt;but, at least i know.. someone thinks lowly of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive had alot of things thrown at me eversince my secondary school days..&lt;br /&gt;so, everything here, is nothing new to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive learnt to take it in..&lt;br /&gt;life, unfortunately.. has to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt stop when you criticise me.&lt;br /&gt;the time will just fly by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really care about whats happening around me..&lt;br /&gt;call me ignorant.. but, family and the girlfriend are all  that matters most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bestfriend can come later..&lt;br /&gt;norman can wait..&lt;br /&gt;and friends? they dont make the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what more anonymous taggers like all of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anon, willywonka.&lt;br /&gt;leave your names, next time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice anon.&lt;br /&gt;my guess is, you know me.&lt;br /&gt;but, telling me who you are..&lt;br /&gt;at least i know, i have a real friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the latest one..&lt;br /&gt;that little quote at the end of my post..&lt;br /&gt;"we're messing around with the same girl"&lt;br /&gt;are purely lyrics. ask usher and rKelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-jhoombarabarjhoom-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sirdux`&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-1210131220202941691?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1210131220202941691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1210131220202941691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/08/unnale-unnale.html' title='unnale unnale'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-7586425694761132948</id><published>2007-07-20T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T23:57:10.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will you be my cinderella?</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been awhile since i last blogged aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby has changed the blogskin for me.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, harry potter part 5.&lt;br /&gt;kinda like the book itself..&lt;br /&gt;a tad too draggy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people who didnt read the book prolly wont understand..&lt;br /&gt;why snape brought harry down to the dungeons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because in the book..&lt;br /&gt;they emphasized so much on the mind-blocking-from-voldemort lessons.&lt;br /&gt;yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, in the movies..&lt;br /&gt;it was shown like snape was torturing harry instead.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prophecy(s) scenes..&lt;br /&gt;was awesome..&lt;br /&gt;like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall..&lt;br /&gt;it was worth only 5.5 // 10.&lt;br /&gt;yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my two cents worth about the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was enjoyable ah.&lt;br /&gt;because i watched with baby mah!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, anyways..&lt;br /&gt;i tried crimping lan cables at work just now..&lt;br /&gt;i did everything so perfectly..&lt;br /&gt;so nicely..&lt;br /&gt;but, the connectors // the rj45&lt;br /&gt;somehow wouldnt cooperate with me.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope i would be done with that tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;competition is on sunday..&lt;br /&gt;wahlaoo..&lt;br /&gt;ive got like only 3 or 4 trainings?&lt;br /&gt;damnnn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to meet rina just now..&lt;br /&gt;but, things didnt go as planned?&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i hoped you like the dress..&lt;br /&gt;supi and me finds it cute!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahmad!&lt;br /&gt;where is my superpower lahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudah sungguh lama aku tunggu game tu tak kesampaian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend!!&lt;br /&gt;i really really want the superman tshirt k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will make the superman sticker for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i dont know what to say already lahhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-we're messing with the same girl, damn-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-7586425694761132948?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, and i know you love me too. =)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087319670311755330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1Q75RothmM/RpnKSU_KHkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_igMo2ibfX8/s320/mine1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hugs and kisses, the.girlfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-3881211230718917880?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3881211230718917880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3881211230718917880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/07/surprise.html' title='surprise!'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1Q75RothmM/RpnKSU_KHkI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_igMo2ibfX8/s72-c/mine1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-8127211812475423511</id><published>2007-06-27T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T00:05:18.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wanted was to see you.&lt;br /&gt;no, i &lt;strong&gt;needed&lt;/strong&gt; to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, its okay.&lt;br /&gt;its not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;and, its not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just fucked up the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;fuck all company policies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im staying away this saturday..&lt;br /&gt;they like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;more than everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-kan ku bina sebuah singgahsana-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-8127211812475423511?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8127211812475423511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8127211812475423511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-5426544778380126693</id><published>2007-06-24T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T09:28:09.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damnn.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw something very frightening, two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that could happen to me also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a bike.&lt;br /&gt;crushed.&lt;br /&gt;underneath a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;split into two.&lt;br /&gt;with blood all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-5426544778380126693?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/5426544778380126693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/5426544778380126693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/06/damnn.html' title='damnn.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-4384744237553816106</id><published>2007-06-15T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:38:47.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sembarang</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the.girlfriend updating for the.boyfriend's blog.&lt;br /&gt;because he is just plain lazy to update.&lt;br /&gt;and he claims that his blog are boring.&lt;br /&gt;like obviously.&lt;br /&gt;and he's happy-happy singing while i update for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the.boyfriend says im smart because i know his blogging style.&lt;br /&gt;press enter.&lt;br /&gt;press enter.&lt;br /&gt;press enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;now is the owner's turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayy..&lt;br /&gt;meerah's back from her soul-refreshing trip to mecca..&lt;br /&gt;she msged me early morning while on the way to work..&lt;br /&gt;just informing me that shes back lah.&lt;br /&gt;yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;will be looking to meet up with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, one person back..&lt;br /&gt;another has gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out of the house at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;mind you.. all this for a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up early.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, while on the way to pasir ris..&lt;br /&gt;it rained.&lt;br /&gt;nyehh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i parked illegally somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;rushed to white sand's burger king uh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i messaged norman.&lt;br /&gt;"geng, kau pat ner?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he replied..&lt;br /&gt;"white sands eating"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i wasnt late ah..&lt;br /&gt;then i just told him..&lt;br /&gt;"onced you're at the intc, msg me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few moments later..&lt;br /&gt;he told me he's already in the bus..&lt;br /&gt;he felt bad lah..&lt;br /&gt;but, it was my fault also..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt tell him im gonna send him off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i didnt get to see him in the end.&lt;br /&gt;but, it was okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost cried okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[okay, maybe i did]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the last two years..&lt;br /&gt;he's always been there for me.&lt;br /&gt;like no one else will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, my girlfriend would lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;there are only so much things your girlfriend would understand what you're going thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all i had was him.&lt;br /&gt;everything and anything..&lt;br /&gt;he'll be there giving me solutions to problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that he's gone for ns.&lt;br /&gt;which will probably take 99% of his time..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know who to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really sad to see a very very good friend leave to serve the nation.&lt;br /&gt;because, i still have unfinished things that i will probably need his help.&lt;br /&gt;sigh. *big big big sad sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the way to work..&lt;br /&gt;and even under the bustop waiting for the rain to stop..&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like not in the gay-est term lah.&lt;br /&gt;but, just that feeling of losing a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know lah..&lt;br /&gt;you all will say..&lt;br /&gt;"he'll be back soon.. blablabla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i dont know laaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..&lt;br /&gt;work has been BIASER JUGAK LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's still 2 1/2 months to go.&lt;br /&gt;the.girlfriend only have 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyehh~&lt;br /&gt;i want to go bangkok after that..&lt;br /&gt;but, how to save money?&lt;br /&gt;every month pay.&lt;br /&gt;got plans for the money..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now girlfriend want to update!!&lt;br /&gt;heh, i dont know what to update.&lt;br /&gt;oh, i know. for the.boyfriend next pay, i want another bag, again! hurhur!&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, and this very cerewet boyfriend wants a wallet that comes with a box. melampau!&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh, and he just had to tap me and say "white belt, white belt!" HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now my turn!!&lt;br /&gt;actually long enough already!&lt;br /&gt;something to leave you with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/mad%20incs/IMG_0168.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;take care, brother-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-4384744237553816106?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4384744237553816106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4384744237553816106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/06/sembarang.html' title='sembarang'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-998665072422010085</id><published>2007-06-02T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T01:51:07.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uhhmm!</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i dont know what to blog already.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry la hor~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i updated my eljay instead.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work work work.&lt;br /&gt;but, work is fun.&lt;br /&gt;especially when you sell alot.&lt;br /&gt;not accesories lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you sell laptops.&lt;br /&gt;sense of achievement you know.&lt;br /&gt;ITS NOT EASY TO CONVINCE CUSTOMERS TO PART WITH $2000 OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its even better if your margin is huge!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, im not on commission based..&lt;br /&gt;so margin big also no point.&lt;br /&gt;nyehh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll be interesting when students from secondary school come for their WEP.&lt;br /&gt;work experience programme!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they'll be coming on the 4th till the 16th.&lt;br /&gt;12 days only!&lt;br /&gt;nyeh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my website for alif is about 10% done.&lt;br /&gt;the 90% is better done before norman goes to ns siaa..&lt;br /&gt;if not i die!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owe you big big time eh brother.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a fruitful month of sip so far lah.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt so many new things everyday.&lt;br /&gt;like how to lie to customers and not feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;because if you be honest all the time..&lt;br /&gt;you will never be able to sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, you just try to be as sincere as possible lah.&lt;br /&gt;harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most challenging thing is to keep the margin as large as possible..&lt;br /&gt;yet, making sure its the best deal the customer can get..&lt;br /&gt;like what my senior in the shop always say..&lt;br /&gt;you give them small things, but dont forget to take from them something.&lt;br /&gt;something means, any 1 product which will cost them more than the sellingP.&lt;br /&gt;which will in turn cover up all the "free" stufs that you give away.&lt;br /&gt;CLEVER RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;now, i feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo soo many things which soo soo many people dont know lah can!&lt;br /&gt;that happens in business..&lt;br /&gt;now i know..&lt;br /&gt;i am so wary already la sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my friends, dont get cheated so easily okay!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say only brand new in box.&lt;br /&gt;but, actually NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been meeting the.girlfriend for two days already..&lt;br /&gt;and, will not be meeting her for the next two days.&lt;br /&gt;SAD RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to pass time lah actually..&lt;br /&gt;one more hr to go before eng vs bra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to type anymore lah sebenarnye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..&lt;br /&gt;the parentals are going to umrah on the 4th.&lt;br /&gt;everybody..&lt;br /&gt;pray that they have a safe journey k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im praying for meerah too!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;you have a fulfilling journey to the best place in the whole universe k girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i want to go and play fm lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="450" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/DSC00341.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-111211, it'll happen-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-998665072422010085?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/998665072422010085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/998665072422010085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/06/uhhmm.html' title='uhhmm!'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-5399911575215059362</id><published>2007-05-26T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:36:59.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heh heh!</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE.GIRLFRIEND SO MUCH SO MUCH SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;we planned to blog that together.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyy..&lt;br /&gt;i gave baby her new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, now im not her love anymoree..&lt;br /&gt;boooo~&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you like the surprise yeh!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work has been fine!&lt;br /&gt;i feel appreciated at alif.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sold three laptops today..&lt;br /&gt;and, was the last to go off..&lt;br /&gt;because my last customer came into the shop at 8.20pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when im going off..&lt;br /&gt;my boss said..&lt;br /&gt;"thanks eh hairul, i apreciate it very much. i'll buy you lunch okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhurhur!&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing about alif is that..&lt;br /&gt;its a new company..&lt;br /&gt;and my boss just wants to break even in the first year lah..&lt;br /&gt;yeapsss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also the utility guy there lah can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sell products, i sweep the floor.&lt;br /&gt;i help design the website, which is my project lah.&lt;br /&gt;[with the help of norman, of course!]&lt;br /&gt;i help buy lunch.&lt;br /&gt;and i also i help tutor the small kids there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh!&lt;br /&gt;but, im generally happy there lah.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-let's move on together-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-5399911575215059362?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/5399911575215059362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/5399911575215059362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/05/heh-heh.html' title='heh heh!'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-6566912974239836645</id><published>2007-05-12T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T00:04:57.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indian connections.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 2nd week of work.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kecoh sungguh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im learning something new everyday.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;macam paham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent started on my project yet.&lt;br /&gt;nemind, got a loooooong time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime after work..&lt;br /&gt;sure tired one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE LA!&lt;br /&gt;STAND FOR 10 HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;YOU TELL ME NOT TIRED AH!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;but, now okay already lah.&lt;br /&gt;the first day..&lt;br /&gt;i can die lahh..&lt;br /&gt;reached home only..&lt;br /&gt;the leg almost want to drop off already.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for girlfriend to call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;engaged!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-duit? duit, dah ade daaaa~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-6566912974239836645?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6566912974239836645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6566912974239836645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/05/indian-connections.html' title='indian connections.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-5315031763010778236</id><published>2007-04-28T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T14:08:58.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there it is.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shingsong in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;standard operating procedure.&lt;br /&gt;either saturday or sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to nyai's place in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the harley is confirmed on the 5th.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i can follow the family to collect it..&lt;br /&gt;damn sip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/100_0408.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the disappeared bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;7 years, sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/100_0410.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayul, rina, meerah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who would have thought we could get this close?&lt;br /&gt;and all this came after we parted ways after secondary school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayla.&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep or play fm.&lt;br /&gt;still deciding on what to do.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-i would really love to stick around-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-5315031763010778236?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/5315031763010778236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/5315031763010778236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/04/there-it-is.html' title='there it is.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-4648579802011391224</id><published>2007-04-28T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T01:24:51.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sambut jiwa baru.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading..&lt;br /&gt;hanyauntukdia.blogspot.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cried like most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;so, much memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, thats all that remains lah.&lt;br /&gt;memories.&lt;br /&gt;and nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life moves on.&lt;br /&gt;and im moving forward!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in one of those entries..&lt;br /&gt;i wrote..&lt;br /&gt;something in the lines of..&lt;br /&gt;" ... wherever you are .. for as long as you want to shut yourself out ... "&lt;br /&gt;something like that.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, rina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my lil sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a friend's nick on msn..&lt;br /&gt;and it goes something like..&lt;br /&gt;" .. i hate people who says they miss someone so much, but they wont do anything about it .. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, its quite true.&lt;br /&gt;people always say they miss their friends..&lt;br /&gt;but, they do little to change that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, things are different when..&lt;br /&gt;you have someone who promises alot..&lt;br /&gt;but, delivers virtually, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you, azean azrina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still having my holidays by the way..&lt;br /&gt;you all know why la hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that happened..&lt;br /&gt;im kinda disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things should have never gotten out of proportion.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to say that im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way pst's shaping up right now.&lt;br /&gt;i have my doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inexperienced.&lt;br /&gt;know nothing.&lt;br /&gt;how do you expect them to progress?&lt;br /&gt;let's just hope they prove me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;but again..&lt;br /&gt;my opinion doesnt matter, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ditched pentas post-mortem.&lt;br /&gt;because, i dont see the point of going..&lt;br /&gt;and speaking you mind..&lt;br /&gt;but, no one will listen to you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i meet new people..&lt;br /&gt;more often than not..&lt;br /&gt;they will comment that i speak like an old soul.&lt;br /&gt;mature, if you want to put it that way..&lt;br /&gt;but, i dont see myself being mature..&lt;br /&gt;not that im not..&lt;br /&gt;but, i dont think i warrant that kind of comments..&lt;br /&gt;or compliments as they would say.&lt;br /&gt;which it always make me feel like i should stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho, i prefer talking to elder people.&lt;br /&gt;than the younger ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, listening is better than talking.&lt;br /&gt;you learn more when you listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is why..&lt;br /&gt;i am so pantang when..&lt;br /&gt;people talk or cut me in between when im talking about something that im engrossed in.&lt;br /&gt;you know those instances where you are having a very good conversation..&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly someone just cuts in and changes the subject to something very irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear that turns me off so bad.&lt;br /&gt;that i will be in a bad mood for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sungguh pantang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this entry long enough?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see that the way im blogging right now..&lt;br /&gt;is somewhat different to hanyauntukdia..&lt;br /&gt;why eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still trying to get to terms with my new job.&lt;br /&gt;bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;still trying to accept the fact that i have to work 6 days.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the parentals have been trying to console me..&lt;br /&gt;by saying things like..&lt;br /&gt;"we've been there before.. working without any social life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, macam tau aje..&lt;br /&gt;aku pikiran pasal social life..&lt;br /&gt;mana tau pasal family life ke..&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its saturday..&lt;br /&gt;yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, running out of things to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-dreams? wish? .. no, im your reality, baby-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-4648579802011391224?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4648579802011391224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4648579802011391224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/04/sambut-jiwa-baru.html' title='sambut jiwa baru.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-7558631071425216442</id><published>2007-04-25T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T14:56:28.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f*ck</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually im pissed.&lt;br /&gt;big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got that sim lim square company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got to work six days!&lt;br /&gt;out of seven!&lt;br /&gt;damnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im working 10hrs a day.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be getting $500.&lt;br /&gt;500/24 = $20.8&lt;br /&gt;20.8/10 = $2.08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im fucking paid $2 an hr.&lt;br /&gt;how fucked up can it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's sim lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bingit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-bleargh-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-7558631071425216442?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7558631071425216442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7558631071425216442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/04/fck.html' title='f*ck'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-6816708684871149592</id><published>2007-04-25T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T01:07:40.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this aint a scene.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;the blogging bug is back for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anywayyy..&lt;br /&gt;had longjohn for lunch with the interns.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while eating simon called rafiq.&lt;br /&gt;and confirmed with him that he's already employed.&lt;br /&gt;nyeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to wait for a few hours later..&lt;br /&gt;before girlfriend msged me..&lt;br /&gt;"6 working days, 1030 - 2030. lama nye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sumpah got the shock of my life.&lt;br /&gt;siapa mau keje 10hrs a day, 6 days a week!&lt;br /&gt;siao ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i immediately call simon ah.&lt;br /&gt;but he said that it isnt confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i get something different, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak sanggup ah.. keje 6 days a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kena tunggu lagi la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm..&lt;br /&gt;most probably be dropping by school tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;to help the pst promote itself.&lt;br /&gt;nyeh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this cca orientation day thingy..&lt;br /&gt;so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;will be helping with the recruitment shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habibie after that!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadik kekek ah sebenarnya..&lt;br /&gt;suppose to go have dinner at habibie..&lt;br /&gt;but, girlfriend came down abit later than usual.&lt;br /&gt;so, sampai parking at 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mother called and say..&lt;br /&gt;she's gonna reach simei at 7.15.&lt;br /&gt;abeh tak jadik makan ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rafiq.&lt;br /&gt;mak aku betol2 sampai simei kol 7.15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kecoh sekejapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to prolong this entry..&lt;br /&gt;because i want to watch soccer later at 2.30.&lt;br /&gt;tak tau boleh tahan ke tidak..&lt;br /&gt;rafiq must call me..&lt;br /&gt;if not ... tak bangun ah.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;belo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i stop here.&lt;br /&gt;nak main game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-sometimes i cry so hard, to quietly tell you that i love you-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-6816708684871149592?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6816708684871149592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/6816708684871149592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-aint-scene.html' title='this aint a scene.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-8717706688212485397</id><published>2007-04-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T23:35:11.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still sip company-LESS.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.&lt;br /&gt;so the trip to school was worthless.&lt;br /&gt;simon didnt call.&lt;br /&gt;and didnt even bother to call and say he's trying very hard.&lt;br /&gt;to look for a company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually picked girlfriend up at 7.20AM.&lt;br /&gt;SAYANG MAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we proceed to chulia street lor.&lt;br /&gt;reached there quite early..&lt;br /&gt;about 7.45?&lt;br /&gt;so, we walked to oldchangkee.&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend bought sweet potatoes and vodavoda water.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then while walking back to the ocbc centre..&lt;br /&gt;hairie called.. and i tried giving directions..&lt;br /&gt;and when i told him to go down the road..&lt;br /&gt;which actually means to go together with the flow of the traffic..&lt;br /&gt;but instead he went up the road..&lt;br /&gt;which is against the traffic.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;belo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when he finally get to see us..&lt;br /&gt;he wore everything new today!&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;no more oversized shirt.&lt;br /&gt;no more singkat pants.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;good for you lah eh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after they went to report and everything..&lt;br /&gt;i 120-ed back all the way home on the ecp.&lt;br /&gt;reached home and crashed..&lt;br /&gt;till about 11+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picked rafiq up around 12..&lt;br /&gt;then we went to school for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;i had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;laksa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked until 1+ onlie ah..&lt;br /&gt;coz, itas was mendak.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to get my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;and we had 20pcs nugget at macds.&lt;br /&gt;me, rafiq and imam.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt go anywhere because of the so melampau rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;so came smokin aces.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah the show.&lt;br /&gt;part alicia keys jek tutup mata.&lt;br /&gt;*looks at rafiq*&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;kekek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie..&lt;br /&gt;we waited for the interns awhile.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend came first..&lt;br /&gt;hairie was lambat because he had to wait for some belo guy.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BILA AKU NAK DAPAT KEJE NIE.&lt;br /&gt;AKU CARIK SENDIRI LAGI SENANG.&lt;br /&gt;TAK GUNA PUNYA SEKOLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i sent girlfriend home..&lt;br /&gt;i swear she looked so pretty today!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then balik ah.&lt;br /&gt;what to do sumore sia..&lt;br /&gt;today is monday..&lt;br /&gt;and im left with 20.&lt;br /&gt;blearghhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully tomorrow simon will give us some good news.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby baby.&lt;br /&gt;words can't describe us anymore aye?&lt;br /&gt;we both know how much we mean to each other..&lt;br /&gt;and lets keep it this way okay!&lt;br /&gt;sayang selamanya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andddd..&lt;br /&gt;a footnote.&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys enjoyed your first day of internship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/Photo-0006.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im all yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-cerita cinta berpanjangan-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-8717706688212485397?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8717706688212485397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8717706688212485397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/04/still-sip-company-less.html' title='still sip company-LESS.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-331956093762516854</id><published>2007-04-21T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T00:44:42.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>put your hands up in the air.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short one.&lt;br /&gt;just to make myself feel sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually im already sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;but when i close my eyes right..&lt;br /&gt;i can't get myself to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting!&lt;br /&gt;yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, no school for me.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sip leh!&lt;br /&gt;but, until now still don't have any company.&lt;br /&gt;how how!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing a number of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rina.&lt;br /&gt;where are you?&lt;br /&gt;and where's my present?&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meerah.&lt;br /&gt;dah working lady skarang..&lt;br /&gt;kawan pon lupe la eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4g guys.&lt;br /&gt;fadhil, ahmad, roman.&lt;br /&gt;WOI.&lt;br /&gt;mane korang huh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend is paranoid about something.&lt;br /&gt;i totally understand it.&lt;br /&gt;im not blaming you if you still don't trust me.&lt;br /&gt;you can take your time to trust me.&lt;br /&gt;i know my mistake, then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;i can never ever see myself with someone younger.&lt;br /&gt;you know how much i hate young girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i want you to follow me to switzerland okay!!&lt;br /&gt;that is after paris and the US for our honeymoon!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have got nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;okay sweetheart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am doing all i can to prove that it's all about you now.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- super-duper-miracle pair; -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-331956093762516854?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/331956093762516854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/331956093762516854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/04/put-your-hands-up-in-air.html' title='put your hands up in the air.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-8727664735909602042</id><published>2007-04-06T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T17:38:28.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dan demi waktu.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a while ayeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been working.&lt;br /&gt;holidays rightt..&lt;br /&gt;so must work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has always been facilitator lah.&lt;br /&gt;but, march has been good!&lt;br /&gt;or rather, march was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was packed with work..&lt;br /&gt;means alot of money lah.&lt;br /&gt;and holidays means..&lt;br /&gt;spending time with the gf!&lt;br /&gt;and march means ..&lt;br /&gt;i passed my class 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bangga okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now work is wearing thin.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;dah takde work lagik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi bagus jugak ah..&lt;br /&gt;penat nak kena pegi taman hari2.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skarang tengah tunggu company mana yang saya harus pergi SIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak sabar nak dapat gaji yang pertama!&lt;br /&gt;dapat gaji ajer kan..&lt;br /&gt;boleh tukar pipe!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;*looks at gf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;im talking to zah now.&lt;br /&gt;and she just had to remind me about..&lt;br /&gt;norman's encounter with his former schoolmate.&lt;br /&gt;how was sentosa with her mannnn!&lt;br /&gt;harhar.&lt;br /&gt;hoped you had fun having your arms around together..&lt;br /&gt;and your toes in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;MY LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;im actually so bored today.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll update later at night someore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k daaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-kawan ke lawan?-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-8727664735909602042?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8727664735909602042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8727664735909602042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/04/dan-demi-waktu.html' title='dan demi waktu.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-3923656878608400666</id><published>2007-03-23T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T00:31:27.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beliefs that you never had.</title><content type='html'>it has come to a full circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, no one ever learnt the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just how much can this world be so hypocritical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day you profess you're letting go..&lt;br /&gt;the other, you come back ..&lt;br /&gt;taking everything that was not yours.&lt;br /&gt;something which you claim you're passing it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;buruk siku.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah bagi, amik balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puas hati tak payah bagi, betol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people dont walk backwards.&lt;br /&gt;we move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau macam gini, bila melayu nak maju?&lt;br /&gt;semua takot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau tau yang kau tak akan lepaskan ..&lt;br /&gt;then dont say it.&lt;br /&gt;dont say you dont want anything to do with it, anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just take a look at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;and see if people should look up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start of something new?&lt;br /&gt;fuck that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz the old just keep coming back.&lt;br /&gt;might as well you dont recruit.&lt;br /&gt;when will the new ones learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the talk of not spoonfeeding, anymore.&lt;br /&gt;yet, look what's happening now. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we learn by mistakes. by criticism.&lt;br /&gt;but, the old NEVER lets us makes any mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;so, tell me, how will the new learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;my opinion never matter, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-there are some things that can never be understood-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-3923656878608400666?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3923656878608400666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/3923656878608400666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/03/beliefs-that-you-never-had.html' title='beliefs that you never had.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-2210804017520606934</id><published>2007-03-20T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T11:57:36.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im having no dejavu.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been awhile aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy lah..&lt;br /&gt;with work.&lt;br /&gt;like, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's pengantin was my first time..&lt;br /&gt;and, damnnnn..&lt;br /&gt;i made fool out of myself.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky the audience dont really know lah kans.&lt;br /&gt;harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having another show later at 3 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak duit genggg~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's norman to pay.&lt;br /&gt;credits that i use..&lt;br /&gt;time to change the engine oil and sparkplug.&lt;br /&gt;but, i think im just going to leave till next month..&lt;br /&gt;when im going to send for full servicing.&lt;br /&gt;yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak pakai duit hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily sip's starting!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait ah sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are things i wanna say..&lt;br /&gt;but its better of being put in my eljay.&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tp is next week!!&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck okay people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear im going to drive my uncle to romm if i pass on the 26th.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for the sx4 either.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;but, that will take another year tho.&lt;br /&gt;nyeh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been not meeting the girlfriend of late..&lt;br /&gt;she busy working 11 hours a day..&lt;br /&gt;miss her so much lah, can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, acs independent is so big and nice lah sey..&lt;br /&gt;they even have artificial field!&lt;br /&gt;mannnnn.. that must have cost a bomb sia!&lt;br /&gt;they have like fountain everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i am so jakun lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, the budak² is so tanak dengar cakap one.&lt;br /&gt;bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;standard ah, budak² kaya gini mana nak dengar kata kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pentas on friday.&lt;br /&gt;im still confused.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe what to play sey..&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;ibu, anak or awok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la.&lt;br /&gt;i want to take me shower already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-girl, put your records on, and tell me your favourite song.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sirdux`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-2210804017520606934?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2210804017520606934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2210804017520606934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-having-no-dejavu.html' title='im having no dejavu.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-7686740528286182973</id><published>2007-03-08T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T14:11:36.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>max brenner's</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, as promised.&lt;br /&gt;pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend's actually.&lt;br /&gt;we went out on a saturday..&lt;br /&gt;when was the last time we went out sey b!&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dropped by ah boy to get my jacket..&lt;br /&gt;before heading to esplanade..&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/supi/P3030729.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, while waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/supi/P3030731.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/supi/P3030746.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. yey!&lt;br /&gt;our fondue has arrived!&lt;br /&gt;it has three flavours!&lt;br /&gt;white, milk and dark chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;and, yeh. dark is my favourite!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i love the bread thingy!&lt;br /&gt;sedap laaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/supi/P3030735.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats sweetheart with her drink..&lt;br /&gt;some strawberry milkshake..&lt;br /&gt;kan?&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/supi/P3030738.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats me with my drink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chiapas&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/supi/P3030744.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/supi/P3030747.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as usual..&lt;br /&gt;mesti pegi duduk tepi sungai.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but, not for long ah..&lt;br /&gt;because it started to drizzle.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/supi/P3030751.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this was taken a few moments before this entry.&lt;br /&gt;faiz was being so happy-noisy on the plaything..&lt;br /&gt;so i turned around to see..&lt;br /&gt;and there he was..&lt;br /&gt;smiling like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;cuteness~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/supi/DSC00308.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/supi/DSC00309.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;results be out on the 15th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oltc camp is NOT a full 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;its on the 14th-16th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sporadic chalets in between weeks leading up to start of school.&lt;br /&gt;will decide later on if i want to go to any of them.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i &lt;s&gt;want,&lt;/s&gt; need money.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-love generation-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-7686740528286182973?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7686740528286182973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7686740528286182973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/03/max-brenners.html' title='max brenner&apos;s'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-1891017349405706830</id><published>2007-03-05T06:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T06:57:57.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heh.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so exams are finally over.&lt;br /&gt;holidays till the 23rd april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where SIP starts!&lt;br /&gt;so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;its funny .. no ..&lt;br /&gt;its not funny..&lt;br /&gt;its .. interesting .. how one moment it seems people around you are fine with you..&lt;br /&gt;and the other, they just seem forget you ever existed.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, like whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is 6.45 in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;and faiz is watching cartoon..&lt;br /&gt;alone in the room.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;macam paham je budak kecik tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to cut my hair today!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so freaking rimas already lah can!&lt;br /&gt;i still dunnoe if i want to cut like really short again..&lt;br /&gt;sweetheart prefer me with long hair..&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are defnitely gonna be a boring period.&lt;br /&gt;but, i'll be looking forward for oltc!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard the camp's gonna take a full week before week 0.&lt;br /&gt;if like that ah..&lt;br /&gt;must stock up on alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;macam kecoh ah kan, camp is going to be a full seven days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, im kinda pissed that i kept missing soccer with rafiq.&lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;norman's going to ecp today..&lt;br /&gt;with the girls he spent his time with last sem.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;belo-ness.&lt;br /&gt;he'll be blading.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still find it abit corny.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have pictures to upload..&lt;br /&gt;but, i cant seem to find the camera that's lying around somewhere in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah then.&lt;br /&gt;will update with pictures next time!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-what's life all about?-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-1891017349405706830?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1891017349405706830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1891017349405706830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/03/heh.html' title='heh.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-4660011846374391665</id><published>2007-02-24T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T02:26:00.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're like a dream come true.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i was waiting for you to come online ar sebenarnya"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ade ape b?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"nothing. because i will only go to sleep aft knowing you are safely back home."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aint that like the sweetest thing ever?&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i simply adore you, baby.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..&lt;br /&gt;the weekends without you..&lt;br /&gt;are gonna be so boring.&lt;br /&gt;but, its good to spend time apart from each other..&lt;br /&gt;rather than seeing each other 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;and, eventually getting bored.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying mode is in overdrive, right now.&lt;br /&gt;ive got marketing paper on monday..&lt;br /&gt;tons of things to remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and followed by swen.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;another theory subject.&lt;br /&gt;boring ah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-kini baru ku sedari, selama ini kau ku sayangi-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-4660011846374391665?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4660011846374391665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/4660011846374391665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/02/youre-like-dream-come-true.html' title='you&apos;re like a dream come true.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-5824582324690382158</id><published>2007-02-22T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T12:13:55.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's left to say?</title><content type='html'>1heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pics of the weekend's outing.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;but, you wont get the full story lah.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you want the narration, go to the girlfriend's.&lt;br /&gt;she say she will blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/blog%20pics%20-%20art/P2190618.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/blog%20pics%20-%20art/P2170542.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the favourite newphew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/blog%20pics%20-%20art/P2190677.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/blog%20pics%20-%20art/P2190609.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earthly creatures 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/blog%20pics%20-%20art/P2190557.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earthly creatures 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/blog%20pics%20-%20art/P2190568.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking for lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and being the &lt;em&gt;nature-inclined&lt;/em&gt; photographer that i am.&lt;br /&gt;this is the best of the bunch.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/blog%20pics%20-%20art/P2190712.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/blog%20pics%20-%20art/P2190709.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/blog%20pics%20-%20art/P2190708.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/blog%20pics%20-%20art/P2190707.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/blog%20pics%20-%20art/P2190706.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/blog%20pics%20-%20art/P2190705.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;the girlfriend, smiling ever so sweetly.&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/blog%20pics%20-%20art/P2190711.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-telah lama ku tunggu, hadirmu disini-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-5824582324690382158?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/5824582324690382158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/5824582324690382158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/02/whats-left-to-say.html' title='what&apos;s left to say?'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-1861762463913431059</id><published>2007-02-21T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T10:16:47.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>will you?</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you left me .. and you were happy about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you ever leave me, baby?&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-forever and ever, babe-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-1861762463913431059?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1861762463913431059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1861762463913431059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/02/will-you.html' title='will you?'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-2130766975037251224</id><published>2007-02-18T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T01:26:09.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>won't you be my solid ground?</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard something interesting just now..&lt;br /&gt;and i do hope..&lt;br /&gt;she will tell her straight in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"nothing's personal, it's just blogging."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the time, baby.&lt;br /&gt;much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-i'm not missing you..&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-2130766975037251224?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2130766975037251224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/2130766975037251224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/02/wont-you-be-my-solid-ground.html' title='won&apos;t you be my solid ground?'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-8022707508230731341</id><published>2007-02-12T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T01:08:19.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heh heh heh.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a happy goober.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday morning had soccer..&lt;br /&gt;with the fwc guys.&lt;br /&gt;lost 4-2.&lt;br /&gt;but, i scored both goals.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home with a headache..&lt;br /&gt;blisters.. aching thighs.. pulled left calf..&lt;br /&gt;and many more side effects.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;after so so so long of not playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pitch was horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;and it was a very hot day.&lt;br /&gt;yeps.&lt;br /&gt;the ground was freaking hard too..&lt;br /&gt;couldnt run normally because there was pitholes all over.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch-ed at home..&lt;br /&gt;slept all the way till about 4+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before meeting up with ayie and alip..&lt;br /&gt;went to marine drive to visit sab.&lt;br /&gt;hang in there, alright bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was there till about 6+.&lt;br /&gt;before mum called..&lt;br /&gt;and i made my way back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they .. [mum, dad and min]&lt;br /&gt;were already downstairs when i reached the carpark..&lt;br /&gt;went to tm straight after that..&lt;br /&gt;it was super packed lah can.&lt;br /&gt;but, i had only one objective..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadaaaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/DSC00280.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my super advanced birthday present..&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;cost mum about $200 for the VAGARY watch.&lt;br /&gt;that ive been wanting.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday..&lt;br /&gt;shingsong as per usual.&lt;br /&gt;went back home to put the stufs..&lt;br /&gt;chilled at home for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;before brother came back home from class at sw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proceeded to jb soon after..&lt;br /&gt;macds for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;and collected our 2007 HARI RAYA suits.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;dah siap~&lt;br /&gt;yahoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after larkin..&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go to the new giant outlet..&lt;br /&gt;at southern city.&lt;br /&gt;which used to be xtra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, we ended up at aeon shopping centre.. tebrau city.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;it had jusco.&lt;br /&gt;so, it was an acceptable substitute ah.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were there..&lt;br /&gt;we had secret recipe..&lt;br /&gt;and i bought this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/DSC00281.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since two of my caps have gone lost..&lt;br /&gt;i decided to buy a new one!&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also bought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/DSC00282.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;cicakman or what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was only me, mum, dad, 2ndbrother and min btw.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's at 8 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;damn sads lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres lab but theres no tutorials..&lt;br /&gt;sheeesh kebabs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i end at 2 tho..&lt;br /&gt;since theres no sads tut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahm gg for last world issues lect today..&lt;br /&gt;they're showing some movie today.&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah.&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wigan leading arsenal 1-0!&lt;br /&gt;yeh yeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say goodnight to faiz haider!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/DSC00274.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-jablai!-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-8022707508230731341?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8022707508230731341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/8022707508230731341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/02/heh-heh-heh.html' title='heh heh heh.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-926948980123331713</id><published>2007-02-06T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T00:27:03.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>themadinc-crew</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh yeh!&lt;br /&gt;norman is working on our official website..&lt;br /&gt;so, fans out there.. do watch out for us!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;macam paham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had sads lab test out of the way..&lt;br /&gt;and damn..&lt;br /&gt;was it fun!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;i was the first to complete..&lt;br /&gt;and, i was pleased with myself..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i felt bad wan xuan had to do the test all alone after that..&lt;br /&gt;because, she can be so blur sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which, the usual srisun and lepak under the block till 1 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;didnt had prata.. but ate nasi lemak instead.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;norman joined us for brunch tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sssd tutorial was pretty smooth..&lt;br /&gt;considering the guys had answers on our papers.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;finished in about 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;but, at least we could explain mah!&lt;br /&gt;simon ngeow must be shaking his head.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to itas to meet darling and norman..&lt;br /&gt;who were passing time before she go for class..&lt;br /&gt;and norman goes back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh rul, kau nyer moto.. minyak penuh tak?"&lt;br /&gt;"betol-betol nyer penuh ah.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"penuh ah.. asal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i think i dont want to take cab ah.. lagi mahal.. lebih baik aku isikan kau full tank. heh heh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i went to send norman to toa payoh..&lt;br /&gt;yeh.. toa payoh okay ah..&lt;br /&gt;tak jauh sangat.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back home straightaway..&lt;br /&gt;and took a nap..&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;tired ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met nurfa at the carpark..&lt;br /&gt;and her keys dropped in the middle of ecp.&lt;br /&gt;and, had nothing on her except her clothes and her bike key.&lt;br /&gt;her hp was in the box.. which the keys dropped together with her house keys.. and her school's locker keys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesian sungguh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a little incident that happened..&lt;br /&gt;so, how norman?&lt;br /&gt;aku buat baik pon salah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest will be cont. at eljay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-themadinc-crew.com-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-926948980123331713?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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hardest..&lt;br /&gt;yeaps..&lt;br /&gt;SSSD.&lt;br /&gt;nyeh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, im soo gonna concentrate on studying..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why..&lt;br /&gt;but, i love studying all of a sudden..&lt;br /&gt;ever since term test.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;maybe because, im not feeling any pressure to really make sure i pass all my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn.&lt;br /&gt;the two matches at the kallang stadium..&lt;br /&gt;was simply fantabulous!&lt;br /&gt;the one against malaysia and thailand.&lt;br /&gt;sumpah best lah can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun with sweetheart, sala, miza, amri and aishah.&lt;br /&gt;yehh..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling super lethargic okay..&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7 yesterday and today..&lt;br /&gt;walaoo..&lt;br /&gt;got booking at taman lor.&lt;br /&gt;pei cai sec.&lt;br /&gt;i had to do briefing for about 120 pax on thursday..&lt;br /&gt;and 160 pax today.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS EH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but, i am very happy because..&lt;br /&gt;today, two of the teachers who were present yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;came up to me and said..&lt;br /&gt;"congrats, you did really well today. for someone so young like you to stand infront of 100+ students, give a very good briefing about the centre and able to command their attention is very good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on the moon lah can!&lt;br /&gt;because yesterday i was still using the prompt cards to remind myself..&lt;br /&gt;and today, i brought it along..&lt;br /&gt;but, i kept it in my pocket all the time.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumpah happy!&lt;br /&gt;yeeehhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after that all so boring lah..&lt;br /&gt;the others can go off after the show..&lt;br /&gt;but i had to stay behind with the students because i was facilitator mah..&lt;br /&gt;takpe.. nak duit nyer pasal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im suppose to go and watch the sinaran hati thingy at mediacorp..&lt;br /&gt;with sw.&lt;br /&gt;but, i just remembered like so last minute..&lt;br /&gt;that i have driving today..&lt;br /&gt;nyeh~&lt;br /&gt;so, im not going..&lt;br /&gt;sia-sia aku pakai baju lawar2 pegi skola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i think i am so good at doing conclusion and recommendations.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i did like a two page conclusion and recommendations for marketing..&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;sads also..&lt;br /&gt;and, it is good okay!&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. i want to eat already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-to the left, to the left-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-8495003733697743711?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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back to sg!&lt;br /&gt;yehh..&lt;br /&gt;he's gonna be landing at approximately 2pm?&lt;br /&gt;i guess so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've passed the &lt;em&gt;one&lt;/em&gt; mark, sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;with problems in between.. but who cares..&lt;br /&gt;i love you, alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw an entry about me..&lt;br /&gt;true.. alot of things has changed..&lt;br /&gt;we're not who we used to be anymore..&lt;br /&gt;we cant be what we were last time..&lt;br /&gt;and that was 7 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;but, could you imagine, we would still know each other right now?&lt;br /&gt;7 years, sis.&lt;br /&gt;dont be sad, be proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's picking up its momentum right now..&lt;br /&gt;submission dates are coming..&lt;br /&gt;and, alot of it too.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;but, surprisingly.. i find it cope-able this semester.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for exams tho.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh ling, got "some josh missing syndrome" mehh?&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, i get to see norman tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and see how that guy is, after haji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a super weird dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt that..&lt;br /&gt;someone stole ALL my bikes accessories..&lt;br /&gt;and replace them with stock parts..&lt;br /&gt;and even left a note saying..&lt;br /&gt;"take a safe route home!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i know, lame right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were a few twists and turns in between ah..&lt;br /&gt;but, lazy to type it all out..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, im 80% sure, im gg to sing vs mlysia on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;tengah carik members ah nie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i forgot only a handful read this blog.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay, shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$519 is still being owed.&lt;br /&gt;so, how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im giving up on you..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to trust you anymore..&lt;br /&gt;everything you said about responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, me and girlfrend was out yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;our &lt;em&gt;one &lt;/em&gt;mahh..&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we bought snacks at marina's 7-11.&lt;br /&gt;walked through marina, wanted to go roof top terrace lahh..&lt;br /&gt;so while walking.. i thought i saw meerah..&lt;br /&gt;at mcds.&lt;br /&gt;but, the girl i saw was so kurus to be meerah like that..&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;then, when i heard her laugh..&lt;br /&gt;i knew it was meerah..&lt;br /&gt;so, tanak malu kan..&lt;br /&gt;skali tetap salah orang ker..&lt;br /&gt;i called her before approaching..&lt;br /&gt;then, she picked up..&lt;br /&gt;and like screamed when she saw me.&lt;br /&gt;ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;malu boboi~&lt;br /&gt;so we talked awhile..&lt;br /&gt;she was with diy, btw.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;takya nak report2 strength eh, girl?&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merepeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to esp. roof top lor..&lt;br /&gt;just chilled and ate our snacks.&lt;br /&gt;yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called norman up..&lt;br /&gt;talked to him for about 2 minutes..&lt;br /&gt;yang, aku sumpah tak paham ape kau bobal.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think i have to shower and get ready to go out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time check : 10.45am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-berdua denganmu-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-1987031031576379332?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/1987031031576379332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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break.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see cracks appearing.&lt;br /&gt;i know, nothing to be proud of..&lt;br /&gt;but, "i told you so".&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, my msn nick that im using right now..&lt;br /&gt;has been put there for the longest time ever.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause, i have so many frickin hypocrites as friends.&lt;br /&gt;and, i see them in action every single day.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, expressing thier love for hypocrisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh!!&lt;br /&gt;my name is on iguides!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;eh zah, where's imam's name ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know if its not enough or something..&lt;br /&gt;but, i took the last LOA form at the folder.&lt;br /&gt;harhar.&lt;br /&gt;phew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think, i better start on my report.&lt;br /&gt;better study for my lab test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;heard its not that easy..&lt;br /&gt;even tho, its open book.&lt;br /&gt;but heck, its open house tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;yeh yeh yeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumpah excited lah can.&lt;br /&gt;but, alot of assignments to do.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit.&lt;br /&gt;have to do research for SADS also.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why should i even update when basically my everyday life is so boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who cares about having many friends aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have enough now to get me thru shits.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i have the girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;who cares about anyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe care about norman also.&lt;br /&gt;harharhar.&lt;br /&gt;and his love of his life.&lt;br /&gt;because, everything about his also about his love of his life.&lt;br /&gt;so, must care about both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;zaH also!&lt;br /&gt;know why not?&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;because, she die2 help me into iguides.&lt;br /&gt;hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;will treat you to lunch one day okay!&lt;br /&gt;when norman comes back tho.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've found a reason to show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A side of me you didn't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A reason for all that I do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the reason is you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v623/meatdux/supi/DSC00239.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just you and me, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-you leave me speechless-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-7160824644706700271?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7160824644706700271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/7160824644706700271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/01/like-whatever.html' title='like, whatever.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-9040054588914723056</id><published>2007-01-13T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T01:58:13.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel-ing good.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;like the last time i wanted to blog..&lt;br /&gt;blogger was fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;so, i didnt have any mood to update.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apakah yang dikejar dalam hidupmu?&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;ahm now listening to kian.&lt;br /&gt;hurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's fine la people.&lt;br /&gt;if you're wondering how i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i feel bad i havent been meeting up with meerah.&lt;br /&gt;sorry eh girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and about the other one..&lt;br /&gt;ENTAH LA NYAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the family already knows about baby.&lt;br /&gt;not that i want them to know..&lt;br /&gt;not that i dont want them to know..&lt;br /&gt;but, sis-in-law just had to tell everything to mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind she tell mama about aisyah..&lt;br /&gt;even tho, that is something i should be the one who break the news ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, does she have to tell mama about supi?&lt;br /&gt;why does she have to put her nose into everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like c'mon lah..&lt;br /&gt;i dont need the extra pressure.&lt;br /&gt;and, supi obviously doesnt need it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know how my own family expects.&lt;br /&gt;and, i dont want supi to be intimidated early in our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that im underestimating my own gf la..&lt;br /&gt;but, im scared everything will be too overwhelming for her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got to take care of my gf too okay!&lt;br /&gt;this is all something very new to her..&lt;br /&gt;and, i dont want to rush her into things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if you ever experienced any culture shock whenever you're with my family..&lt;br /&gt;i really am.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents seminar just now..&lt;br /&gt;was fun lah..&lt;br /&gt;118 was represented by me, mei huey and steven.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;kekek-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rita was bebualing macam paham.&lt;br /&gt;everything was centered around OSIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, now..&lt;br /&gt;mother is trying to make me apply..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, baby dont let me go overseas for 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;not even a week for vtcds.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i'll prolly stay local for my SIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;im going to third and final year of poly!&lt;br /&gt;damn, time passes so fast la can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to graduate..&lt;br /&gt;like, really.&lt;br /&gt;even tho, im just an average student..&lt;br /&gt;i deserve to graduate with a diploma okay!!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to get married also.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;to who, i dont know la..&lt;br /&gt;to you, baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alahh..&lt;br /&gt;baby not responsive to me onee..&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;everything also cannot.&lt;br /&gt;bluek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-all i want you to do is to be my love-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-9040054588914723056?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/9040054588914723056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/9040054588914723056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/01/feel-ing-good.html' title='feel-ing good.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-5893454867459010109</id><published>2007-01-02T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T04:03:38.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yakinkah cintaku kepadamu?</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprise surprise.&lt;br /&gt;now, im really convinced that she wants to avoid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having passed the sim card to ayn..&lt;br /&gt;and buying herself and her gf prepaid cards..&lt;br /&gt;so much, for not having any money.&lt;br /&gt;where's the responsibility?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, tell me am i wrong to ask you about the bills?&lt;br /&gt;when you keep spending your money.. and leave me with this mess you left behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, by the way..&lt;br /&gt;happy 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant be bothered with all this new year shit.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda membingitkan when someone said..&lt;br /&gt;"oh, irritating nyer this honeymooning couple"&lt;br /&gt;well, it may be said jokingly..&lt;br /&gt;but, we've been together for a year..&lt;br /&gt;and, couples dont go honeymooning for a year.&lt;br /&gt;time check, sista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;kinda excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'll be upset if i fail any of my term tests papers.&lt;br /&gt;nyahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and baby..&lt;br /&gt;i miss you lah cann!&lt;br /&gt;i dont have any friends any more..&lt;br /&gt;and, we seemed to not meet so often noww..&lt;br /&gt;but, nevermind.. hopefully later you can go out..&lt;br /&gt;then, we spend the whole day together k?&lt;br /&gt;tho, i have driving.&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i think..&lt;br /&gt;by the time you read this..&lt;br /&gt;the day will be over..&lt;br /&gt;because, you're not online since 2 days ago..&lt;br /&gt;brother at home right..?&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, say hello to ayn !&lt;br /&gt;hello hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for dinner just now yeah..&lt;br /&gt;tho, honestly..&lt;br /&gt;my bike is not exactly ideal for you to practise with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does she get the strength to forget everything that has happened between us?&lt;br /&gt;conspiracy theory of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years.&lt;br /&gt;and it all ended, in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho, i do have a resolution for 2007.&lt;br /&gt;harharhar!&lt;br /&gt;so much for cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be sure that supi is treated the way she deserves to be.&lt;br /&gt;and that is, the best. from me.&lt;br /&gt;i do cherish you, alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time and again, you've proven me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;everytime you do that.. i'll be so speechless..&lt;br /&gt;that, i'll sleep thinking of what to say..&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and maybe one more thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont believe in bestfriends anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved that girl..&lt;br /&gt;but, i guess, im not that important anymore.&lt;br /&gt;im disappointed, rina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought, bestfriends are suppose to be there for each other..&lt;br /&gt;but, you were never there.&lt;br /&gt;not after 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho, i was never close to meerah..&lt;br /&gt;we somehow got close..&lt;br /&gt;and, at least shes making effort to keep it this way..&lt;br /&gt;tho, not often.. we meet up and keep each other updated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciate that more..&lt;br /&gt;than, only being able to talk to you..&lt;br /&gt;once in.. 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im a stranger to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 years sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;love is more important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny how being egoistic and trying to keep your pride..&lt;br /&gt;often clashes..&lt;br /&gt;its hard trying to draw the line..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;i miss norman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-why are we this way?-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-5893454867459010109?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/5893454867459010109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/5893454867459010109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2007/01/yakinkah-cintaku-kepadamu.html' title='yakinkah cintaku kepadamu?'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-3442398444565440693</id><published>2006-12-20T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T11:10:36.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haji norman.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what he'll be when he comes back..&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, revision was shit.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i suck at road now..&lt;br /&gt;how..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everything will go well tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;i desperately want to pass the tp test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting up with the girlfriend and mad inc later on.&lt;br /&gt;yeh.. see you yeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;out of things to say.&lt;br /&gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-takkan goyang, walau apa pun terjadi-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-5626665887754596783</id><published>2006-12-18T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:21:25.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shes no you.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;some 2 page long message that she sent me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i dont understand myself..&lt;br /&gt;why do i keep coming back to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as a jerk i am..&lt;br /&gt;i know, i wouldnt be this way..&lt;br /&gt;if you had treated me better.&lt;br /&gt;you know how easy i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont ask much from you..&lt;br /&gt;i never asked much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;respect.&lt;br /&gt;that's all that i ask for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that im comparing you and supi.&lt;br /&gt;but, just look at her.&lt;br /&gt;for these 11 months.&lt;br /&gt;i never once looked at any other girl.&lt;br /&gt;you want to know why..?&lt;br /&gt;because she treat me right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between us, come few months in our relationship..&lt;br /&gt;we already had our first break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i tried so hard to not get back with supi?&lt;br /&gt;because, i dont deserve her.&lt;br /&gt;i dont deserve a girl so honest as supi is.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna be that fucked up boy who take the girl for a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all that sacrifice i did for you..&lt;br /&gt;it meant nothing aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind you going out with anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;but, i dont understand why should you completely want to make yourself disappear?&lt;br /&gt;what did i do to deserve that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive never call or text you.&lt;br /&gt;unecessarily i dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so where did i gone wrong?&lt;br /&gt;why cant we be friends?&lt;br /&gt;like, ive never been all this while?&lt;br /&gt;like ive been pushing you to get back with me.&lt;br /&gt;i dont do that no more.&lt;br /&gt;so why this decision that you took?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada cerita tentang aku dan dia.&lt;br /&gt;dan kita bersama, saat dulu kala.&lt;br /&gt;ada cerita tentang masa yang indah.&lt;br /&gt;saat kita berduka, saat kita tertawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our time has passed.&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry, dwi//dian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im determined to make you and me happen, supi.&lt;br /&gt;these past 5 months, i couldnt believe the strength you had..&lt;br /&gt;even tho, i lied to you..&lt;br /&gt;you never once turn your back against me..&lt;br /&gt;i'll be biggest jerk ever if i break your heart again..&lt;br /&gt;for 11 months, you shown to me how much you wanted us to happen.&lt;br /&gt;and, im not going to take you for a ride again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promises are meant to be broken.&lt;br /&gt;but trust me when i say this..&lt;br /&gt;i'll stickwityou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-nobody's gonna love me better-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-5626665887754596783?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/5626665887754596783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7643619595331716842/posts/default/5626665887754596783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theghostof-you.blogspot.com/2006/12/shes-no-you.html' title='shes no you.'/><author><name>sir.dux</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7643619595331716842.post-6073050696421296226</id><published>2006-12-18T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T11:03:14.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say hello.</title><content type='html'>heylo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it should have been on the new year.&lt;br /&gt;but, i guess..&lt;br /&gt;new year is a little bit early for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-hanyauntukdia.blogspot.com .. a distant memory-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duX`-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7643619595331716842-6073050696421296226?l=theghostof-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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