<?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-1858148640562796240</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:14:13.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'>Just another person that walks the Earth</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>.</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>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-5232880839622905876</id><published>2009-04-07T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:55:25.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace for me.</title><content type='html'>Malam dinner Publishing lepas (4hb April '09), lepas habis semua acara, aku di-approach oleh seseorang. The girl tells me that she have a couple of poems yang dia ingin kasi aku dan inginku lagukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esoknya, Ahad 5/4/09 aku dapat e-mail daripada dia, dalam tuh ada di-attach satu notepad berisi dua puisi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indah hasil tulisan. and so aku terus capai gitar. Lebih kurang 20 mins aku cari melody dan nyanyi, aku decide ntuk buat live record terus. Aku malas nak fikir banyak actually, sebab aku sangat tak sihat, tambah pulak suara serak+tekak bengkak dan selsema yang menggila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, aku upload salah satu puisi yang aku lagu-kan nih. Tajuknya; Damai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(aku tak sure I'm allowed to post the actual poem@lyric sebab its still KIV. so aku malas letak. haha. Pandai-pandai la dengar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Lagu tu dalam player kt tpi kanan nih, lampi. Browse sendiri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-5232880839622905876?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5232880839622905876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/04/peace-for-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5232880839622905876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5232880839622905876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/04/peace-for-me.html' title='Peace for me.'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-3272150790285026255</id><published>2009-04-01T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T03:05:55.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Review : Talentime</title><content type='html'>My first movie review, though banyak kali aku terfikir nak buat macam-macam review but was put on hold 'cause of my busyness, rasanya yang ni I can't hold back. I just got back from watching it and I can't help saying this over and over again, it was a GREAT MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SdM3idXnjcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RbX2-CbNF1s/s1600-h/tale+n+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SdM3idXnjcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RbX2-CbNF1s/s400/tale+n+time.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319656649993457090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talentime (or Talentime Gala @ Tale &amp;amp; Time)&lt;br /&gt;Another Masterpiece by Yasmin Ahmad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(cant find any bigger poster, so i'm sorry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, it was a MASTERPIECE. The plot is great, The casting is great dan the way Yasmin Ahmad twist the plot to create konflik adalah sangat-sangat brilliant. There's no main focus in the movie though, which different dengan hasil-hasil karya Yasmin Ahmad yang lepas-lepas, but then, the movie urges us, critical viewers to think, on how to resolve a simple matter, yet was brought dificult as the time goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"It happens. All the time,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Harith Iskandar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I cried more than 5 times while watching this movie. I'm not going to say which scene (sebab still tamau spoil for you guys yang belum tengok :D) but those scenes, will deeply touch viewers heart (for those still have conscience) even I found lawak-lawak yang cuba diketengahkan Yasmin Ahmad dalam filem ini is more to America@British style, which is another BRILIANT job. I enjoyed every second of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada sesiapa yang dah tengok flem ni, but still didn't get this or that, or maybe some us us found it was lame to bring such joke to the eye of viewers, think again. This is just what we need. We we never obligated to follow specific rule in enjoying what has been served before us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada aku lah, this film a bit more musical since ada banyak scene yang melibatkan thoughts of Melur dan Hafiz, since both of them participating in the talentime by performing on piano and guitar, respectively. Nothing bad about being musical, Yasmin Ahmad. My Kudos to you :)&lt;br /&gt;"the musical thing" yang actually drives this movie to be more interesting and make viewers cry their heart out XD seriously. I was touched (reaaaaaaaaaaalllly touched) by the song sang by Hafiz to his beloved. It really goes deep in this heart, and for that split second, I remembered to my beloved too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kena carik OST filem ni, seriously. Even the hindi song that was aired in the middle of the movie was so soothing to hear, and leaves us in deep thoughts of what life is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selalunya filem-filem yang buat aku touching ni, aku pergi tengok dua tiga kali. Theres nothing to lose for such Masterpiece. I'll be doing so sometime later (tgk movie ni lagi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell, this movie is A-MUST-WATCH. Kecuali sesiapa yang tak mahu fikir heavy-heavy dan touching lebey, tak payah la tengok. Those who feeling musical, go watch this movie, dan yup not forgot to mention, bawa sajalah kawan India dan Cina anda, this movie is meant to be watch together as it promotes multiracial harmony. Good job in doing subliminal social obligation, Yasmin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks for the Masterpiece, Yasmin Ahmad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-3272150790285026255?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/3272150790285026255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/04/review-talentime.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/3272150790285026255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/3272150790285026255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/04/review-talentime.html' title='Review : Talentime'/><author><name>.</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SdM3idXnjcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/RbX2-CbNF1s/s72-c/tale+n+time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-1708741656378904838</id><published>2009-03-26T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T11:27:12.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape!</title><content type='html'>27hb, 28hb dan 29hb - aku akan berada di Terengganu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohooo bau pantai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-1708741656378904838?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/1708741656378904838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/escape.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1708741656378904838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1708741656378904838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/escape.html' title='Escape!'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-3054220296452845581</id><published>2009-03-23T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T03:59:43.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEBAT SIAL AKU</title><content type='html'>Dah la ko sakitkan hati aku depan2. skang ko tiru gaya aku pulak! omigawd~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherfishcakers! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dari KAMI The Movie hehe&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si Penkopikat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah WTFISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmg aku dah tak jadik marah. Instead I'm going to have lotsa fun with this battle onwards XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-3054220296452845581?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/3054220296452845581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/hebat-sial-aku.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/3054220296452845581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/3054220296452845581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/hebat-sial-aku.html' title='HEBAT SIAL AKU'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-1072021799486688498</id><published>2009-03-22T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T00:32:10.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm blissful with patience</title><content type='html'>It's a great feeling when you find the right track to go with the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today I've found the absolute perfect song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quoted from the movie Definitely Maybe&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Juliet the Orange - The Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cant find the video anywhere so search for the mp3 if you care :P&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada 2 benda aku nak merepek;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pagi hari je aku dah dapat khabar 'gembira' yang bisa bikin hati ini kecewa dan marah dan terkejut dan so on. Memang aku tak sangka benda tu jadi camtu. Dan ya, aku terlibat dalam hal yang dimaksudkan, sebagai 'antara penjenayah' dalam sekumpulan penjenayah while some others may think aku cuma 'mangsa keadaan'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan yup, aku adalah mangsa keadaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big deal. Aku dah biasa jadik camtu kot? Buat baik tak ingat punya. Jaga hati kawan, backup dia bila dalam kesusahan, lindungi bontot dia (cover his/her ass..) dan abaikan perasaan dan fikiran sendiri kerana termakan dengan budi pekerti. Dan akhir sekali, aku yang kena. Yup. Pathetic me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah la. To be simple, I was backstabbed. Thats that. Dan a whole other crowd juga mempersalahkan aku kerana difikirkan aku terlibat secara langsung dengan perlakuan keji tersebut (kerana backup Si Pentikam Belakang). Kenapa aku backup dia, kau tanya? Sebab aku buat apa yang aku fikir betul dan tidak diberitahu (kerana aku selalu mengamalkan sikap berkecuali dalam segala hal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih entahlah. Aku cuma boleh bersabar, bersabar, dan bersabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Dikecewakan. Aku tau kenapa kau buat begitu. Tapi kau dah lupa agaknya siapa yang berada disitu bila kau perlukan seseorang. Tak perlu aku sebut segala good deeds yang aku dah buat kat kau, tu bukan cara aku, men-claim budi. Tapi buatku bertambah kecewa, kau langsung tolak aku ke tepi. Padahal aku masih ingat pada kau dan menjaga hati kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kau juga ada membawa perkhabaran buruk tentangku (aku agak, disebabkan benda ni jadi) padahal setiap kali aku bersama orang, aku cerita segala kebaikan mu dan kelebihan mu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih entahlah. Aku cuma boleh bersabar, bersabar, dan bersabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dah ramai orang kata aku terlalu banyak bersabar. Siap ada yang mengapi-apikan aku untuk 'hilangkan sabar' aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kebanyakan benda-benda terjadi diatas di lakukan untuk melihat senyuman. Senyum keranaku, dan aku gembira buat mu, walau siapa juga kau. Nampaknya baik macam mana pun manusia, tidak akan ada siapa menghargai. Bukan ku minta dipuji, tapi jagalah hati ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang kata aku kasar (sekarang) tapi yup, sekasar aku pun tahu menjaga hati. Adakah aku perlu kurang ajar lagi bagi mengelak benda yang sama berlaku lagi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak kot. tayah la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syukur kepada Tuhan kerna dikurniakan ku kesabaran tanpa hadnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a portion dari lagu Juliet the Orange nih (heheh. iklan sekejap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Things will go your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; For &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;patience is a virtue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-1072021799486688498?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/1072021799486688498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-blissful-with-patience.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1072021799486688498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1072021799486688498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-blissful-with-patience.html' title='I&apos;m blissful with patience'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4099250498433270059</id><published>2009-03-17T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T04:08:37.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perempuan gila!</title><content type='html'>(dia buzz aku dulu FYI)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUZZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ya budak&lt;br /&gt;Enix:&lt;br /&gt;orked -: ya de ape buzz?&lt;br /&gt;Enix: bile masa aku buzz&lt;br /&gt;Enix: adoi&lt;br /&gt;orked -: eh..u buzz i dulu okey..&lt;br /&gt;orked -:&lt;br /&gt;Enix: hoh&lt;br /&gt;Enix: siyes?&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ade bg msg eh pastu&lt;br /&gt;orked -: yup..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: so what u want from me ha sombong guy?&lt;br /&gt;Enix: i didnt buzz u &gt;-&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Enix: sombong eh&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: u buzz me..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: nope..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: ya u sombong..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: sombong giler..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: giler pun x mcm u&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ok fine&lt;br /&gt;Enix: what u want me to do&lt;br /&gt;Enix: pm u every nite n day?&lt;br /&gt;Enix: hantas msg every second&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: what hantas..?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: just a friend lah&lt;br /&gt;orked -: if u wanna out just tell me first...&lt;br /&gt;orked -: if u dont like me just delete my name n click me as spam&lt;br /&gt;Enix: er.&lt;br /&gt;Enix: why so marah?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: am i look mad..?&lt;br /&gt;Enix: yup&lt;br /&gt;orked -: nothing besause im  think i do something wrong to u..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: uve yet done wrong to me lah&lt;br /&gt;Enix: haha&lt;br /&gt;orked -: but its not the time to blame mysalve again n again&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ok2&lt;br /&gt;Enix: rileks&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ape citer ni&lt;br /&gt;Enix: kau mcm x ok&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: arr...stupid&lt;br /&gt;orked -: why guy always not understand..?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: even simple things..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: u called this as simple?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: im too tired..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: im not worty of..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ok2 orked&lt;br /&gt;Enix: rilekkkkss.&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ada apa2 jadi hari ni?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: nothing..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: im wokey&lt;br /&gt;Enix: okey&lt;br /&gt;Enix: if u need anything im here k&lt;br /&gt;orked -: u here..? just keep ur words&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ye la?&lt;br /&gt;Enix: im still here?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: ya..u there..its not funny&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ok then u tell me whats wrong&lt;br /&gt;orked -: wanna fight with me..?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: lets fight..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: pleashhhh&lt;br /&gt;Enix: fine&lt;br /&gt;Enix: what u rly wnt from me?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: nk fight dalam english x best..i change my language&lt;br /&gt;Enix: lol k&lt;br /&gt;orked -: pe kau ingat kau bagus sangat ke..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: aku x pk camtu pun? ape yg buat kau fikir aku bagus?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: alah..le la ki..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: bile sorang..kecut/kecik cam tikus..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: tikus pun lagi besar..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ape masalah kau seh&lt;br /&gt;orked -: bile ramai..mulelah..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: meluat..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ape aku dah buat kt kau?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: so chaildis&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ok kau beritahu aku&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ape aku dah buat kt kau?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: wei..belah lah..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: lagi mau tanya ke.&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ni sape ni&lt;br /&gt;orked -: kau int aku perempuan&lt;br /&gt;orked -: dont look at me as im a gurl..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: okey..?&lt;br /&gt;Enix: sbb orked i know IS A GIRL&lt;br /&gt;orked -: u get my words..?&lt;br /&gt;Enix: nope. u words is confusing k thnx&lt;br /&gt;orked -: dah lah..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: simpe jelah kate2 kau untuk minah leh..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: org len boleh lah..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: heh&lt;br /&gt;Enix: tetibe marah&lt;br /&gt;Enix: period?&lt;br /&gt;Enix:&lt;br /&gt;Enix: aku suh cite ape yg tak kena, tak mau&lt;br /&gt;orked -: i can be devil just like that&lt;br /&gt;orked -: oh kalau pompuan marah..period..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: kalau laki marah ape..?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: lu pk lah sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: bila aku marah kau?&lt;br /&gt;Enix: tolong beritau&lt;br /&gt;orked -: i just wanna fight with u..with no reason..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: layan je lah&lt;br /&gt;Enix: haih&lt;br /&gt;Enix: u r being weird&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ..?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: thats why lah i said guy is difficult..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: no youre the one who make this look dificult&lt;br /&gt;orked -: ek eleh..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: pernah x kau rase kau grm sngt kt org tu tp kau x dapat marah dia&lt;br /&gt;Enix: tak pernah&lt;br /&gt;orked -: huh..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: innocent lah konon..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: tak&lt;br /&gt;orked -: nvm..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: what ever..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: aku tak innocent&lt;br /&gt;Enix:&lt;br /&gt;orked -: ingat comel lah tu...&lt;br /&gt;orked -: gelikkk aku tgk..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: haha&lt;br /&gt;Enix: tade je&lt;br /&gt;Enix: suke tgk ko camni&lt;br /&gt;Enix: sengal tak tentu pasal&lt;br /&gt;orked -: eleh leh...&lt;br /&gt;orked -: dah lah..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: semua tu tektik lame..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: ayat novel..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: hahahhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Enix: adoyai&lt;br /&gt;Enix: sumpah aku tatau ape masalah kau do&lt;br /&gt;orked -: bile pompuan marah..nnti that guy mule lah cakap..suke lah tgk awak marah..nampak cantik..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: meluat gile aku dgr..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: pempuan nmpk comel bila dia mrh sbb syg&lt;br /&gt;orked -: rase nk terajang time tu jugak..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ko nmpk tah hape sbb marah tah hape&lt;br /&gt;Enix: heh&lt;br /&gt;Enix: cakap lebih&lt;br /&gt;orked -: wei..cakap belit2 cam keling..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: ade hati nk ngate aku..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: balik lah tmpt asal mu..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ko yg ckp bebelit&lt;br /&gt;Enix: bajet best&lt;br /&gt;Enix:&lt;br /&gt;orked -: aku x pernah bajet aku best..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: not even once..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: haha&lt;br /&gt;Enix: skang ni aku nmpk byk je kau bajet best&lt;br /&gt;orked -: its up to you..that ur opinion&lt;br /&gt;Enix: yup thats mine&lt;br /&gt;orked -: ape aku nk kisah..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: e2 je ke..?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: ha..?&lt;br /&gt;Enix: itu je&lt;br /&gt;Enix: kau nk ape lagi?&lt;br /&gt;orked -:&lt;br /&gt;orked -: ya..guy..!&lt;br /&gt;Enix: hahahha&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ko fikir kau hebat yg kau ni faham lelaki&lt;br /&gt;Enix: ahhahahhahhaha&lt;br /&gt;orked -: alah cakap ngan kau..x payah lah..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: hhahah&lt;br /&gt;Enix: dah tade idea&lt;br /&gt;Enix: sian dia&lt;br /&gt;Enix: tadi ckp nk hebat&lt;br /&gt;orked -: whos say..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: buang karen je cakap dgn kau..&lt;br /&gt;Enix: AKU yg buang karen cko ngan kau&lt;br /&gt;Enix: hahahha&lt;br /&gt;orked -: tergedik2 keluarkan icon tu&lt;br /&gt;Enix: hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;Enix: dah pulak kluar ikon pon x boleh&lt;br /&gt;Enix: sejak bila&lt;br /&gt;orked -: REALLY..?SO PITY...&lt;br /&gt;Enix: hahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;Enix: sayang...&lt;br /&gt;Enix: dah asar lum?&lt;br /&gt;orked -: .dah le..mak aku dah nk balik ni..aku x masak pe lagi..wei..cou dlu..thanks temankan aku fight ptg ni..&lt;br /&gt;orked -: for ur imformation aku dah asar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shes off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siyes aku x faham perempuan ni. Dahla typo merata (boleh penuh Kamus Update aku nih)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4099250498433270059?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4099250498433270059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/perempuan-gila.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4099250498433270059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4099250498433270059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/perempuan-gila.html' title='Perempuan gila!'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4985186550167700044</id><published>2009-03-17T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T03:02:54.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redirect</title><content type='html'>post kosong untuk repair link. sekian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4985186550167700044?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4985186550167700044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/redirect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4985186550167700044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4985186550167700044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/redirect.html' title='Redirect'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-6965665864379554833</id><published>2009-03-15T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T11:01:22.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So you are a cupcake lover?</title><content type='html'>so you definitely want to check out this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sb0_uh3234I/AAAAAAAAAD8/u6aubmCk8wM/s1600-h/DSC_0853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sb0_uh3234I/AAAAAAAAAD8/u6aubmCk8wM/s400/DSC_0853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313473203966238594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://chirpy-cake.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chirpy-Cakes!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rasa sedap. Rasa manis. Home-baked cupcakes, with wide of variations of design for pickings.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I've learn from the baker;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Theres no such thing as love at first sight. You have to actually, 'taste' , to love.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Few pictures taken from the actual &lt;a href="http://chirpy-cake.blogspot.com/"&gt;chirpy-cake&lt;/a&gt; blog for the eye candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sb0_uvySBOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/DBryDtFY0n8/s1600-h/DSC_0741+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sb0_uvySBOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/DBryDtFY0n8/s400/DSC_0741+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313473207700948194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sb0_uBfKl1I/AAAAAAAAADs/XF7hw85pm20/s1600-h/DSC03403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sb0_uBfKl1I/AAAAAAAAADs/XF7hw85pm20/s400/DSC03403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313473195272738642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sb0_uIsA38I/AAAAAAAAADk/WilGa8smUus/s1600-h/DSC_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sb0_uIsA38I/AAAAAAAAADk/WilGa8smUus/s400/DSC_0724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313473197205675970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wait what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sb0_vCP07LI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OcU7xQsHMOE/s1600-h/DSC03438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sb0_vCP07LI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OcU7xQsHMOE/s400/DSC03438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313473212656708786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats me with the cuppy baker. Check out her blog. Get some tasteful of sweetness from her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-6965665864379554833?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/6965665864379554833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-you-are-cupcake-lover.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6965665864379554833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6965665864379554833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-you-are-cupcake-lover.html' title='So you are a cupcake lover?'/><author><name>.</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sb0_uh3234I/AAAAAAAAAD8/u6aubmCk8wM/s72-c/DSC_0853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4968334388131781369</id><published>2009-03-15T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T07:00:06.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iPersistent</title><content type='html'>Kau harus faham. Bila aku sound kau, bila aku nasihat kau, bila aku push kau, kau, kau dan kau, harus tahu ada tujuan aku berbuat begitu. Mungkin you'll find me being ridiculous or behaving such a dick but sorry to say, thats me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I tend to SPEAK UP DIRECTLY OF WHATS ON MY MIND&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kau, kau, kau dan kau, kalau nak terima dan masuk palotak apa yang aku cakap, terima kasih. Kalau tidak, then its totally up to you. Kau sakit hati, lantak pergi. Aku takkan kisah. Aku takkan peduli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What I did is a mere responsible as A FRIEND&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maaf kalau aku terkasar bahasa. Maaf kalau aku tak cakap berlapik. Maaf maaf maaf. But thats the way I SHOULD BE. Aku sangat bengap dalam bermuka-muka, bagi ayat menjaga hati dan so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam aku mention tadi, aku ada tujuan aku. And for most cases, I know whats good for you. Believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quote from a famous artist yang aku pegang sampai sekarang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You can do whatever you set your mind to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4968334388131781369?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4968334388131781369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/ipersistent.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4968334388131781369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4968334388131781369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/ipersistent.html' title='iPersistent'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-2575372352533546083</id><published>2009-03-14T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T10:42:00.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myspace Music</title><content type='html'>is up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/poetfulofsweetness"&gt;www.myspace.com/poetfulofsweetness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-2575372352533546083?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/2575372352533546083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-up-www.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/2575372352533546083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/2575372352533546083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-up-www.html' title='Myspace Music'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-8491104215527660715</id><published>2009-03-10T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:05:23.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose of May/Loss of Me</title><content type='html'>or some also called this song as the "Red Rose" since its (General) Beatrix's famous theme from the all-famous game franchise, Final Fantasy 9 (developed by Square-Enix)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ux4oYaxoIdI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ux4oYaxoIdI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplest cover I've ever watched on Youtube. Been looking for this cover for soooo long since I'm a huge fan of (General) Beatrix . Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau sesiapa yang dah dengar versi piano dia, mesti terdiam dengar irama indah dia. Ape lagi bila dimain di gitar. Leleh air mata dibuatnya. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omw learning/tabbing this song yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad bila irama piano dibawa ke gitar akan secara automatiknya menjadi Classical playing. Adoyai jariku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-8491104215527660715?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/8491104215527660715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/rose-of-mayloss-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8491104215527660715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8491104215527660715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/rose-of-mayloss-of-me.html' title='Rose of May/Loss of Me'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-1294958465218432009</id><published>2009-03-08T12:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:10:05.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahu pergi ke lapangan hijau?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/II04KRhrzTk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/II04KRhrzTk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great song from Oasis. Lagu ni sedang haunting my mind for the past few days. I remembered the days when I used to spend with Hanna, panjat bukit near Puncak (Puncak Perdana, my old kolej penginapan), then ada satu field membukit kat situ, rumput dia hijau pekat dan sangat cantik. The air kat situ petang-petang selalu sejuk and windy. Hanna dan aku pasti akan bring along our guitars dan sing out loud kat atas sana. Memekak. Hehe. Then touching-touching (in sense of feeling ourselves, bukan saling meraba-raba k thnx). Adoyaii. Good 'ol times. I missed you la my memekak partner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats that. Enjoy the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oasis - Take Me Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when it falls apart&lt;br /&gt;And when it's time to start&lt;br /&gt;Will you sit down here for another day&lt;br /&gt;And when it's time to be&lt;br /&gt;All the things that we&lt;br /&gt;Are wishing away for another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos in my soul we know where we're goin&lt;br /&gt;We're goin where the grass is green, the air is clean and the good times are growin'&lt;br /&gt;So take me away&lt;br /&gt;Just for today&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm sat here on my own&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to be&lt;br /&gt;Under the sea&lt;br /&gt;Where they'd probaly need a phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when it falls apart&lt;br /&gt;And just when it's time to start&lt;br /&gt;Will you sit down here for another day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos in my soul we know where we're goin&lt;br /&gt;We're goin where the grass is green, the air is clean and the good times are growin'&lt;br /&gt;So take me away&lt;br /&gt;Just for today&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'm sat here on my own&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to be&lt;br /&gt;Under the sea&lt;br /&gt;Where they'd probaly need a phone&lt;br /&gt;I could be you&lt;br /&gt;If I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;But I've never got the time&lt;br /&gt;You could be me&lt;br /&gt;And pretty soon you will be&lt;br /&gt;But you're gonna need a line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need a line&lt;br /&gt;Need a line&lt;br /&gt;Need a line&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-1294958465218432009?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/1294958465218432009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/mahu-pergi-ke-lapangan-hijau.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1294958465218432009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1294958465218432009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/mahu-pergi-ke-lapangan-hijau.html' title='Mahu pergi ke lapangan hijau?'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-6443918865207829383</id><published>2009-03-08T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:38:27.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one I have to make it!</title><content type='html'>2008 menyaksikan waktu busy aku. Apart from doing my practical training di UTHM (Johor) and attending un-avoid-able events yang aku tak minat, aku xde pergi mana-mana event yang aku minat pon. Terlepas ade la. Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of days ago &lt;a href="http://www.nurulizni.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nurul Iznie&lt;/a&gt; @ pondan in disguise menginform aku coming event yang give chills and excited for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SbQPxQshDDI/AAAAAAAAADc/-x7CKm36xig/s1600-h/Swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SbQPxQshDDI/AAAAAAAAADc/-x7CKm36xig/s400/Swing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310887199546346546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mocca weh! OMG. Can't wait. I've been listening to this cutie-jazz-blues band since diploma, along with Rumi Rhapsody. Want to see them LIVE! Book you tickets now and see you guys there too :j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-6443918865207829383?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/6443918865207829383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-one-i-have-to-make-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6443918865207829383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6443918865207829383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-one-i-have-to-make-it.html' title='This one I have to make it!'/><author><name>.</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SbQPxQshDDI/AAAAAAAAADc/-x7CKm36xig/s72-c/Swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-5800634053492271547</id><published>2009-03-08T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T11:17:17.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sinner once is a sinner twice</title><content type='html'>and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekadang peers yang ada di sekeliling kita yang di anggap baik bukan orang baik juga. You'll never know what they have under their skins. Kekadang tu acted so goody-nerdy tho actually they are the most vicious fox among the sheeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah terkena. Everybody will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-5800634053492271547?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5800634053492271547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/sinner-once-is-sinner-twice.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5800634053492271547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5800634053492271547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/sinner-once-is-sinner-twice.html' title='A sinner once is a sinner twice'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4450101957202247694</id><published>2009-03-06T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:39:33.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you I love you</title><content type='html'>Adik aku call. Dia nangis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan abang, sayang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4450101957202247694?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4450101957202247694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-you-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4450101957202247694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4450101957202247694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-you-i-love-you.html' title='I love you I love you'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-3066218949741306675</id><published>2009-03-05T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:07:22.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by amoi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt; &lt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-3066218949741306675?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/3066218949741306675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-amoi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/3066218949741306675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/3066218949741306675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-amoi.html' title='Tagged by amoi'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4477264040222565624</id><published>2009-03-04T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:17:18.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>//Selamat Tinggal</title><content type='html'>(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sambil merujuk lirik&lt;/span&gt; lagu Meet Uncle Hussain - Hilang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inspirasi oleh&lt;/span&gt; Al-Fahim Mokhtar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sila nyanyi dengan penuh perasaan..&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun segala.... KESAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol sorry. I'm just out of my frickin mind. Ada benda yang datang dan pergi. Bisa bikin rotor otak ku pusing dua kali. Celake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape yang aku nak ucapkan ialah;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sa7StR_-nrI/AAAAAAAAADM/ut1B5j308eE/s1600-h/21-12-06_1442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sa7StR_-nrI/AAAAAAAAADM/ut1B5j308eE/s320/21-12-06_1442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309412686084087474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;elamat &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;inggal &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;henta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebab? kau mahu sebab ya? Sebab kau masih tak berubah. Bukan aku suruh kau berubah menjadi rubah, tapi ubah la perangai tong sampah kau tuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sometimes good things have to come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya itu aku. Aku takkan lagi bagi nasihat, tips dan menjadi si cupid yang bodo untuk kau. Pandai-pandai lah kau bawa diri. Lagipun kau dah prove yourself yang kau akan survive apa jua situasi lagipun kan? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah puas kot (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jot, kjot -thanks to kamus budak2 MC UiTM yang senget&lt;/span&gt;) aku jadik Plan B untuk kau. Plan B? Tah tatau. C? D? F? U? Z? Kau decide. But I couldn't take anymore than this (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cukup apa yang kau dah buat kat aku. Sangat dihargai. Terima  kaseyyy! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walaupun not a single shit/bullshit dari kau berjaya mematangkan aku yang tak matang-matang&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puas doh jaga hati kau. Tapi tak terjaga2 lak. Keras kepala konkrit gamaknya kau ni. Tapi Tak mengapa (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masih igt lagu&lt;/span&gt; A. Rahman Hassan?), secara rasmi aku buang kau dari kepala hotel (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ak&lt;/span&gt;) ku ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segala yang kau beri, akan aku hargai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jap apesal aku rasa cam ada unsur2 ayat&lt;/span&gt; si Kapkek &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ni?&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segala yang kau beri,  tong sampah nuu pergi. Segala yang kau ucapkan, pegi mampos, ade pulak aku kesah, kan? Segala kau dan aku punya janji, dah sampai masa untuk dimungkiri (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lupakan 8 tahun akan datang, aku ada short term memory lost&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bak kata The Used dalam lagu Biru dan Kuning, I rather (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;) wasting my time with you (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anymore&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semper fi dan Selamat Tinggal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4477264040222565624?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4477264040222565624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/selamat-tinggal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4477264040222565624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4477264040222565624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/selamat-tinggal.html' title='//Selamat Tinggal'/><author><name>.</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/Sa7StR_-nrI/AAAAAAAAADM/ut1B5j308eE/s72-c/21-12-06_1442.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4695012750748845723</id><published>2009-03-04T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T05:56:39.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos Mod and Editing Tools</title><content type='html'>http://forums.relicnews.com/showthread.php?t=216812&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhir a bit news for us DoW40k Fans (who wants to play other faction despite of the 4 fixed faction index lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Imperial Guard Mod is out&lt;br /&gt;- Chaos is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ON THE WAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4695012750748845723?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4695012750748845723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/chaos-mod-and-editing-tools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4695012750748845723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4695012750748845723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/chaos-mod-and-editing-tools.html' title='Chaos Mod and Editing Tools'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-5936129553743630467</id><published>2009-03-02T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T08:01:11.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn of War II</title><content type='html'>is a joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku agak frustrated dengan chapter terbaru siri Warhammer 40k ini. Yeap, pada semua yang dah main, maybe tak akan tau frustration yang melanda aku currently. I mean, THQ did a great job in presenting their newest RTS-goes-RPG chapter, with awesome graphics, gameplays and shits, but the thing is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHERE THE FUCKING FUCK IS THE CHAOS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korang cuma akan diberi 4 sides to choose from, which is; Tyranids, Space Marines, Eldar dan Orks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. 4 sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which ultimately defeats the X-Factor of the Warhammer 40k series. Sebelum ni (series-series) kita akan berpeluang main, like, 8 sides? Which; Dark Eldars, Chaos, BLALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah, I'm a die-hard fan of the Chaos. MEMANG KECEWA GILA BABI diorang tak include Chaos as a playable faction dalam presentation baru diorang ni. Pulak tuh, we're going to start off our campaign dengan Space Marine, FIXED. Lagi la aku menyampah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idea RPG diorang memang dah cukup bagus, with lotsa destroyable debris and shits, tapi satu lagi TURN OFF dalam series ni ialah, decals is disabled (mayat-mayat, korang perasan tak dalam series yang lepas, after any battle besar yang melibatkan huge number of people akan melahirkan huge numbers of corpses too?) Dalam series ni, decals cuma tahan like, 5-10 secs? Memang la kan, dah tak seronok aku main. Feeling nak ada kat dalam battlefield tuh memang dah tak ada. Instead aku main 1st campaign tadi dengan maki sumpah seranah. Fucktards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, pada siapa yang support The Terrans a.k.a. Space Marines, go rot in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SANITY IS FOR THE WEAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play as Chaos, together kita hancurkan regime Humanshitfuckretard dalam Warhammer 40k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that, kalian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;info on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chaos_Space_Marines"&gt;The Twisted Chaos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-5936129553743630467?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5936129553743630467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/dawn-of-war-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5936129553743630467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5936129553743630467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/03/dawn-of-war-ii.html' title='Dawn of War II'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-8719968606434921945</id><published>2009-02-28T01:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T01:32:02.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POS is up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" href="http://poetfulofsweetness.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://poetfulofsweetness.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulai hari ini semua hasil kerja musik bosanku akan diupdate disana. Lirik is available dan playlist akan sentiasa di update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sila komen dan kutuk. Tak kisah punya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-8719968606434921945?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/8719968606434921945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/pos-is-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8719968606434921945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8719968606434921945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/pos-is-up.html' title='POS is up!'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-8640440876042495353</id><published>2009-02-26T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:11:42.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random. Tagged by Nini the Pondan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;001. Name:&lt;/span&gt; hafiz sudey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;002. Nickname(s):&lt;/span&gt; hafiz. apis. enix. kocok. jaket engineering (babi korang 3 ekor angels)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;004. Zodiac sign:&lt;/span&gt; Libra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;005. Male or female:&lt;/span&gt; Male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;006. Elementary:&lt;/span&gt; Tadikaapetahnama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;007. Middle School:&lt;/span&gt; SK Limpoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;008. High School:&lt;/span&gt; Sekolah Tinggi Batu Pahat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;009. College School:&lt;/span&gt; UiTM Malaysia, Shah Alam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;010. Hair color:&lt;/span&gt; Jet Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;011. Long or short:&lt;/span&gt; bit long for a guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;012. Loud or Quiet:&lt;/span&gt; mix of both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans:&lt;/span&gt; Jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;014. Phone or Camera:&lt;/span&gt; Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;015. Health freak:&lt;/span&gt; 50-50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;016. Drink or Smoke:&lt;/span&gt; smoke yes. drink yes (milo) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone:&lt;/span&gt; yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;018. Eat or Drink:&lt;/span&gt; hah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;019. Piercings:&lt;/span&gt; nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;020. Tattoos:&lt;/span&gt; No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;023. First piercing: &lt;/span&gt;hangguk ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;024. First best friend:&lt;/span&gt; Danial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;025. First award:&lt;/span&gt; Best Nasyid Performer (group) masa elementary n middle school. no joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;026. First crush:&lt;/span&gt; darjah 6 lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;027. First pet:&lt;/span&gt; Halia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;028. First big vacation:&lt;/span&gt; cant recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;030. First big birthday:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Diploma. got a washburn! thnx dearly brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;CURRENTLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;049. Eating:&lt;/span&gt; gardenia+milo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;050. Drinking:&lt;/span&gt; plain watahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;052. I'm about to:&lt;/span&gt; record another 4 songs (omg lotsa work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;053. Listening to:&lt;/span&gt; Butterfingers - Royal Jelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;054. Plans for today:&lt;/span&gt; sleep in TITAS2 class. ur class is boring maam kthnx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;055. Waiting for:&lt;/span&gt; miracle. cheh same ngan nini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;YOUR FUTURE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;058. Want kids:&lt;/span&gt; 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;059. Want to get married:&lt;/span&gt; ofc u dumbfuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;060. Careers in mind:&lt;/span&gt; anything related to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;music, design n publishing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHICH IS BETTER IN THE BOY/GIRL YOU LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;068. Lips or eyes:&lt;/span&gt; eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;070. Shorter or taller:&lt;/span&gt; mix of both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;072. Romantic or spontaneous:&lt;/span&gt; both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;073. Nice stomach or nice arms:&lt;/span&gt; dont care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;074. Sensitive or loud:&lt;/span&gt; mix of both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;075. Hook-up or relationship:&lt;/span&gt; rship. but i prefer hook-ups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;076. Trouble maker or hesitant:&lt;/span&gt; hesitant lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;080. Lost glasses/contacts:&lt;/span&gt; nay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;081. Ran away from home: &lt;/span&gt;yey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defense:&lt;/span&gt; yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;083. Killed somebody:&lt;/span&gt; u wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;084. Broken someone's heart:&lt;/span&gt; yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;085. Been arrested: &lt;/span&gt;nearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;087. Cried when someone died:&lt;/span&gt; yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;089. Yourself:&lt;/span&gt; yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;090. Miracles:&lt;/span&gt; yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;091. Love at first sight: &lt;/span&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;092. Heaven:&lt;/span&gt; yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;093. Santa Claus:&lt;/span&gt; whos that soab?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;094. Tooth Fairy:&lt;/span&gt; tooth fairy acik ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;095. Kiss on the first date: &lt;/span&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now:&lt;/span&gt; yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life:&lt;/span&gt; yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;099. Do you believe in God:&lt;/span&gt; yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 20 people:&lt;/span&gt; SURELY WILL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-8640440876042495353?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/8640440876042495353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-tagged-by-nini-pondan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8640440876042495353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8640440876042495353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/random-tagged-by-nini-pondan.html' title='Random. Tagged by Nini the Pondan'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-976117217263900893</id><published>2009-02-26T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T05:09:20.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumdog Millionaire</title><content type='html'>is DEFINITELY an awesome movie to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go watch it while its HOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Great scriptwriting, great cinematography, awesome cameraworks and raddest editing ever. The movie is flawless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pps: No I'm not going to write a review about it. Go watch it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-976117217263900893?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/976117217263900893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/slumdog-millionaire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/976117217263900893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/976117217263900893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/slumdog-millionaire.html' title='Slumdog Millionaire'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-8365407303300663757</id><published>2009-02-26T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T01:57:34.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Berangannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn (edited)</title><content type='html'>YES RECORDED! XD I'M SO HAPPY CUZ THE RESULT IS KINDA AWESOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M AWESOME XD LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need few repairs though. strumming perlu diubah. suara aku lak macam toooot hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lantak. Aku agak puas hati. Dan akan aku repair lagi :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDITED:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song uploaded. ada kt flash player tepi tuh. browse sendiri ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya Berangan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-8365407303300663757?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/8365407303300663757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/berangannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8365407303300663757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8365407303300663757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/berangannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.html' title='Berangannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn (edited)'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-3607313994428025909</id><published>2009-02-25T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T08:08:43.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 29, 2008</title><content type='html'>we were in the same class&lt;br /&gt;how you liked me to be with you&lt;br /&gt;the lecture saw us talking and not paying attention&lt;br /&gt;you got punished&lt;br /&gt;i was dumb, don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;and there, i saw you sitting there&lt;br /&gt;crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drastic measures is drastic&lt;br /&gt;both of us runs away, far away&lt;br /&gt;we running through every ledge, every thorns and parts in our path&lt;br /&gt;how you tripped over a root, you passed out and i picked you up&lt;br /&gt;no one, nothing, is going to stop us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrive at the fall that water flows to the very heart of the world&lt;br /&gt;beutiful, the scene was really wonderful&lt;br /&gt;there you are, with your cute new camera&lt;br /&gt;happily capture the astonishing moment of our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* there were other peoples too, driving sort of anti-gravity cars, gliding over the water&lt;br /&gt;they were watching the fall too, sort of like watching a cinema&lt;br /&gt;how ironic, the human we previously know had become really benevolent&lt;br /&gt;they were happy seeing me and her arrive at the place, such graceful heaven&lt;br /&gt;i asked one of them, a guy told me that the year is 2022 (?????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the end, i woked up, and realizes dreams are fairytales after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*mimpi aku yang paling indah+best dok ada :D sampai sekarang aku tak boleh lupa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-3607313994428025909?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/3607313994428025909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/december-29-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/3607313994428025909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/3607313994428025909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/december-29-2008.html' title='December 29, 2008'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-838620932241687776</id><published>2009-02-24T13:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:27:40.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In these craziness</title><content type='html'>Haiceh. Lepas setahun aku dengar lagu nih, baru dapat abiskan tab dia semalam (susah ngok!). hampeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you always thought that I'm good at what I'm doing, muahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sNow &lt;/span&gt;- Sakasama no chou (Inverted Butterfly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;verse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Am, F, C, G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Am, F, G x3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;outverse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Am, F, C, Bm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Am, F, G,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Dm, G, Em, Am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Dm, Em, G, C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;F, G, x2 Em, Am, G, F, Em, Dm, C, G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the lyric;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(translated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someday the inversed butterfly will face the light&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair with you in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;The echoing sound of footsteps in the hallway when class is in session&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the incessant rain follows&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="more-296"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;While the figure feels, it seems bright&lt;br /&gt;It’ll become a sweet flower; it’ll even become a poisonous fruit&lt;br /&gt;It’s raining today, too, even now&lt;br /&gt;I want to connect to him through his sky and my sky&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In this Craziness, Uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we can leave the thoughts of each and everyone somewhere&lt;br /&gt;In this Craziness, You gave me life&lt;br /&gt;I wonder to what point we can protect a single thought&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You remember it, the inversed butterfly&lt;br /&gt;The exchange of mail is unstopping&lt;br /&gt;Even if I’ve been set adrift, I should swim&lt;br /&gt;The incessant voices of people are like waves&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The melodies that I’ll convey, while I believe in them&lt;br /&gt;Are a gentle rhythm that feels like crying&lt;br /&gt;It’s always raining; the present will continue into the future&lt;br /&gt;I want to think so-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In this Craziness, Uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we can leave the figures of each and everyone somewhere&lt;br /&gt;In this Craziness, You gave me life&lt;br /&gt;I wonder to what point we can protect each figure&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Feelings that don’t want to become words exist&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far people reach out their hands, an unreachable place inside of people exists&lt;br /&gt;Because I love the inaudible thoughts of each and everyone&lt;br /&gt;Even if they don’t become something, they won’t be changing on any day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In this Craziness, Uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we can leave the thoughts of each and everyone somewhere&lt;br /&gt;In this Craziness, You gave me life&lt;br /&gt;I wonder to what point we can protect a single thought&lt;br /&gt;In this Craziness, Uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we can leave the figures of each and everyone somewhere&lt;br /&gt;In this Craziness, You gave me life&lt;br /&gt;I wonder to what point we can protect each figure&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In this Craziness, Uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone’s aspirations&lt;br /&gt;In this Craziness, You gave me life&lt;br /&gt;A single brilliance&lt;br /&gt;In this Craziness, Uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone’s heartbeats&lt;br /&gt;In this Craziness, You gave me life&lt;br /&gt;A single impression&lt;br /&gt;In this Craziness, Uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone’s gaze&lt;br /&gt;In this Craziness, You gave me life&lt;br /&gt;A single coincidence&lt;br /&gt;In this Craziness, Uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone’s warmth&lt;br /&gt;In this Craziness, You gave me life&lt;br /&gt;A single promise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-838620932241687776?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/838620932241687776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-these-craziness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/838620932241687776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/838620932241687776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/in-these-craziness.html' title='In these craziness'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-5249301969329159800</id><published>2009-02-23T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:57:32.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain is raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Ujan 1st&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jgn call aku. Jgn msg aku. Jgn. JANGAN. Kau cuma mencari pasal. Kau pun tahu siapa aku dan bagaimana aku sebenarnya? Kita dah bersama selama beberapa tahun, dan kau tanya aku kenapa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab aku benci kau. Aku benci menjadi PLAN B kau. Kau datang dan pergi, kau ingat kau siapa? Kau betul-betul tak kenal aku lagaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Ujan 2nd&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah agak. Aku tahu siapa. Aku tahu bagaimana. Aku tahu mengapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan ya, aku akan di benci (jika mereka tidak bawa mulut tong sampah mereka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika terjadi begitu, pada masa itu, hanya Kau yang aku ada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-5249301969329159800?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5249301969329159800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/rain-is-raining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5249301969329159800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5249301969329159800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/rain-is-raining.html' title='Rain is raining'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-308842839822504012</id><published>2009-02-23T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:00:43.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanya Berangan</title><content type='html'>aku datang&lt;br /&gt;kau disitu&lt;br /&gt;aku pergi&lt;br /&gt;kau mengikut&lt;br /&gt;aku suka&lt;br /&gt;kau gembira&lt;br /&gt;oohh drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pernah pula&lt;br /&gt;kita berjumpa&lt;br /&gt;menyusuri kedua hati&lt;br /&gt;menutup sinar&lt;br /&gt;harapan cinta&lt;br /&gt;oohh sayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;separuh kasih sayangku&lt;br /&gt;hilang bersama dirimu&lt;br /&gt;kau t-lah pergi dari sisi&lt;br /&gt;buatku sepi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siapa ku&lt;br /&gt;mungkin dia yang slalu disitu&lt;br /&gt;menghampiri&lt;br /&gt;dan bawa kau pergi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maafkan aku&lt;br /&gt;kerna jatuh suka pada dirimu&lt;br /&gt;sejujurnya hatimu yang memikat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diamku bisu&lt;br /&gt;bila rasa pasti menjadi nanti&lt;br /&gt;rasa sangsi takkan ada pengganti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;belom final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-308842839822504012?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/308842839822504012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/hanya-berangan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/308842839822504012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/308842839822504012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/hanya-berangan.html' title='Hanya Berangan'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-1651254665582891363</id><published>2009-02-23T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T01:15:08.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More or less</title><content type='html'>Last beverage → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;iced milo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last text message → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;datok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last song you listened to → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;uh. forgot le. i think it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stereo Girl - Nice Stupid Playground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you cried →&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; forgot. it was recent. last week maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated someone twice → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes (serves me right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes and yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost someone special → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE PAST MONTH HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen out of love → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed until you cried → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met someone who changed your life →&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out someone was talking about you → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people on your top friends do you know in real life? → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2. a guy and a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many kids do you want to have → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;that, i dont know. haha. but i love kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;none at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to change your name → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;no you fucking idiot (what ype of question is this?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up today → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;8.10am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at midnight last night → &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;being poetic (finishing up Hanya Berangan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name something you cannot wait for → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;huhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you saw your father→ &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;now this question makes me sad. thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's one thing you wish you could change --&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever talked to a person named Tom --&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yeah. one of my guildies in WoW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's getting on your nerves right now --&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;making up my mind on what to do next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your real name → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;go figure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elementary/Primary School → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SK Limpoon 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middle/Secondary School --&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Highschool BP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair color → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jet black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long or short → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;kinda long for a guy. yes i need a hairdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a health freak → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes and no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righty or lefty → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;righty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First surgery → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;um. no i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First piercing → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First best friend → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Danial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First sport you joined → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;badminton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First pet → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;halia (a cat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First vacation → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;forgotten already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Milo. yeap. aku tgh ratah Milo. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;plain water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;untuk si dia making up her mind haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want kids? → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married?→ &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careers in mind? → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;anything related to the publishing industry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a stranger → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;haha. yeap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank Wine/Beer/alcohol → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;technically nope. (LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost glasses/contacts → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;um nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran away from home → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yeap... i'm sorry :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been arrested → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried when someone died → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yourself →&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; yes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Miracles → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;under some circumstances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;rofl go die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss on the first date→ &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;haha i had it once so yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there one person you want to be with right now? → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yeap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? -&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yeap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in God? → &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;yeap now kthnxbai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-1651254665582891363?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/1651254665582891363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-or-less.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1651254665582891363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1651254665582891363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-or-less.html' title='More or less'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-6765269483002829248</id><published>2009-02-17T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T04:53:08.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This fever is killing mehhh!</title><content type='html'>Damn-nyeh~ Terbukti yang I'm having a fever. Bad fever lak tuh. Slalunya bila fever yang buduh2 ala-ala sakit pening sikit aku leh wat donno lagi. Tapi kali ni fever yang agak heavy, berdenyut dibuatnya, sakit tulang, sakit perut, mual, dan macam2 lagi. Tak boleh belah. Kalau manusia biasa mesti dah duduk melepek dalam bilik, maybe resting or something, tapi tak aku, aku still pergi ke kelas lagi, layan gelak and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plannya nak pegi klinik UiTM mintak ubat (and atleast a day of MC) tapi confirm tak dapat punyalah. Huh, kedekut! Semua orang cakap macam tu.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingat semester ni dah abis gila dengan aku hanya mengambil 10 subjek ( 2 carry paper, level 2 japanese dan Communication Law) tapi ada tambahan lain weh, haha. every week aku kena hadirkan diri pada 2 kelas Law (LAWL). Sangat Omigod kan? Nasib baik lecture best, hehe. Tapi yang xbestnya pulak, dua-dua kelas tu berakhir pada waktu malam (6pm - 9pm) which were fixed in Tuesday dan Friday. Hoh. Spoil habis schedule aku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-6765269483002829248?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/6765269483002829248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-fever-is-killing-mehhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6765269483002829248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6765269483002829248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-fever-is-killing-mehhh.html' title='This fever is killing mehhh!'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-8370499701677243630</id><published>2009-02-16T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T11:46:11.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kesedaran memanduku kepada satu Keputusan.</title><content type='html'>Tak terlambat rasanya untuk aku berazam. Lagipun aku tak mahu jadi poser-poser yang cuma berazam pada setiap lebaran tahun baru, dengan Goals yang entah hapa-hapa. Ahaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Aku berazam untuk tidak akan mempersiakan titik peluh kedua ibu dan bapa ku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Aku berazam untuk menjadi lebih baik. (elak mencarut! lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Aku berazam untuk mantapkan skill gitar dan gitar-sambil-nyanyi ku yang agak hampeh sekarang. Ahaks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Akan aku pelajari Classical (gitar) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Juga akan ku dalami ilmu Violin dan Piano (key instrument) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Paling penting, aku harus jaga kesihatanku, sepertimana ibu dan bapaku selalu berkata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Berhenti merokok! Ya Allah susahnya XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Aku tak tahu aku patut letak ini di sini atau tak;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Aku berazam untuk mengenalimu, mencintaimu, dan menyayangimu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. 8. Odd number untuk azam-azam. Tapi dalam mitos orang-orang Cina, 8 dianggap nombor yang bertuah (??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan, Bantuku dalam mencapai semua ini. Insha-Allah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-8370499701677243630?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/8370499701677243630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/kesedaran-memanduku-kepada-satu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8370499701677243630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8370499701677243630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/kesedaran-memanduku-kepada-satu.html' title='Kesedaran memanduku kepada satu Keputusan.'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-8695312240164983066</id><published>2009-02-16T11:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T11:32:24.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This wears me out.</title><content type='html'>Woked up at 2.40am or sumthing. Aku tertidur while reading some tutorials td. Aku baru dapar Adobe CS4 Pro Suite a kelmarin dari Al-Fahim (thanks bro =)) dan aku sangat teruja untuk mempelajarinya =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skang aku xleh tido. And I felt something are really wrong. Serba tak kena. Aku tak tahu mengapa. Aku fikir, aku belum ada masalah setakat ini, in fact, semalam, I was hyped and happy as hell. Then tetiba hari ni, lepas woked up from my sleep, aku rasa sangat jiwa kacau. Sangat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boleh kata Selasa aku ini bermula dengan sgt mellow. Aku rasa sakit perut. Panas. Am I having a fever? Tolonglah jangan. I had enough of it.. Incoming problems, maybe. Sangat jiwa kacau sekarang, sangat restless. As if aku ada 1001 masalah yang berbangkit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku just harap nothing happens, anything bad, happens, pada diri aku, ayah dan mak, adik dan abang, juga saudara-saudari ku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah Ya Tuhanku, Berikanlah aku ketenangan-Mu yang aku idam-idamkan. Lindungilah aku, sebagaimana Kau memberi perlindungan ke atas hamba-hamba-Mu yang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah Ya Tuhanku, Jauhkanlah malapetaka dari orang-orang yang menyayangiku, merinduiku, dan yang menjagaku. Sesungguhnya mereka adalah yang terbaik buatku di dunia ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah Ya Tuhanku, Berikan lah aku Taufik serta Hidayah-Mu, sesungguhnya aku hanya lah insan yang lemah, memerlukan panduan dan dorongan ke jalan yang benar, dimana aku sekarang sesat jauh dari-Mu Ya Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/pray]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-8695312240164983066?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/8695312240164983066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-wears-me-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8695312240164983066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8695312240164983066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-wears-me-out.html' title='This wears me out.'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-5792977048605392918</id><published>2009-02-14T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:40:33.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lawl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/zombie" style="color: #fff; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 385px; height: 209px; padding-top: 35px; background: url(http://www.oneplusyou.com/q/img/bb_badges/zombie.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Times New Roman, sans-serif; font-size: 60px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;"&gt;58%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-5792977048605392918?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5792977048605392918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/lawl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5792977048605392918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5792977048605392918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/lawl.html' title='lawl'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-6581118292338492950</id><published>2009-02-10T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T07:14:29.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempt not a desperate man! - Romeo@DiCaprio</title><content type='html'>Tapi aku bukan camtu. I know my place. Never in my life aku backstab kawan-kawan aku sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best man win, yes, but I'm being at the wrong place, at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I To go and stay at the same time, blame me, I (still) fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......sial punya cerita Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet (Baz Luhrmann's). Padan muka aku. Sape suh tgk? Kan dah tertacin-tacin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-6581118292338492950?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/6581118292338492950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/tempt-not-desperate-man-romeodicaprio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6581118292338492950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6581118292338492950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/tempt-not-desperate-man-romeodicaprio.html' title='Tempt not a desperate man! - Romeo@DiCaprio'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4367229049217955008</id><published>2009-02-09T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T02:46:13.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by amoi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to answer the questions and at the end, choose 20 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I'd like to know more about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1) Were you named after anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ tiada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2) When was the last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ dunno? not looking forward for that occasion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3) Do you like your handwriting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ haha aliya. inconstant? yeah. i like my shitty never-constant handwritings too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4) What is your favourite lunch meat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ sup daging dari satu kedai kat section 8 shah alam. peh terbaek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5) Do you have kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ nope. soon maybe LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;6) If you were another person, would you like to be friends with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ sure thing. everyone would like to be friends with a disasterpiece :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;7) Do you use sarcasm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ definitely. ask my friends. rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;8) Do you still have your tonsils?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ wtf is tonsils? (malas google)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;9) Would you bungee jump?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ yeah why not? after seeing ayu's bridge jumping vid, im eager to try (and screaming out loud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;10) What is your favourite cereal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ lol none. im no fan of cereals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;11) Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ cabut sudeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;12) What is your favourite ice–cream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ anything but choc is definately faved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;13) What is the first thing you notice about people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ (if females ar) wowza nice ass. *glomp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;14) Red or pink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;15) What is the least favourite thing about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ im hopeless romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;16) Who do you miss the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ families.. and buddies @ BP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;17) Do you want everyone to complete this list?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ whoever cares lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;18) What colour of trousers and shoes are your wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ all is black lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;19) What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ Tunjuk Perasaan by The Times (finally i can sing the song while playing the guitar lol. pathetic meh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;20) If you were a crayon, what colour would you be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ blue. as in blue sea (the jernihness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;21) Favourite smells?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ i like this smell from a perfume, got it from my ex, forgot what brand though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;22) The last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ some btard yang salah nombor. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;23) Do you like the person who sent you this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ ofc lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;24) Favourite sports to watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ badmintoon (coicidentally same with amoi's )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;25) Hair colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ jet black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;26) Eye colour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ dark brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;27) Do you wear contacts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;28) Favourite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ anything spicy (w/o veggies!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;28) Scary or happy endings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ i expect the worst lol most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;29) Last movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ uh. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;30) What colour of shirt are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ striking yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;31) Summer or winter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;32) Favourite dessert?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ any cupcakes will do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;33) Most likely to respond?to a sarcasm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ depends. revenge is a dish best served col.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;34) Least likely to respond?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ any brags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;35) What books are you reading?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ none atm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;36) What is on your mousepad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sticker XPAX celcom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;37) What did you watch last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ Definitely Maybe. not as a whole. just a particular scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;38) Rolling Stones? Beatles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ beatles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;39) Where is the furthest you have been from home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ forgot la weh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;40) Do you have a special talent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ er um. idk myself lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;41) Where were you born?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ BP, johor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;42) Whose answers are you looking forward to getting back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;▪ refer to #17.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4367229049217955008?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4367229049217955008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-amoi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4367229049217955008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4367229049217955008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-amoi.html' title='Tagged by amoi'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-1058739521999354751</id><published>2009-02-08T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:26:15.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break Stuff (tagged by Aliya)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1. Put your iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;4. Tag 10 or more friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got it from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Killers - Mr Brightside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFI - Affection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staind - Its been a while (yeah. a while in everything..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loucomotion - Orange range (wow fits. fast paced and busy life is what i wanted LOL?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaela Kimura - Real life, real heart (LOL, again, fits extremely well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incubus - Stellar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOFX - Stand by me (LOL again. Only this time its NOFX. I want u guys to fucking stand by me XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie Pink - Ring A Bell (lol. im do think about changing the world. 40% is true.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finch - Post script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V.E. - Ayu (OMG now this one freaks me out (thinking its on RANDOM) holy shits IT FITS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great Escape - Boys Like Girls (wow.....go figure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bullet for my valentine - Turn to despair (OK I HAD ENUF OF RANDOMs (but have to do this anyway) why the songs always FITS?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rie Fu - Life's like a boat (wow this 1 nicely fits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keane - Everybodys Changing (hahah! yeah. again, i hate it when it fits. fuck coincidence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfingers - Stolen (hahahhaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LP feat Jayz - Collision Course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straylight Run - Its for the Best (OMGWTF. Wth? I'm good as dead? i beg to differ! F U randoms!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vendetta red - Shatterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Doors Down - Here by me (lol. kinda fits. aduih hahhaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne - My Happy Ending (omg FITS! adohaiiiiiii)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oasis - Take me away (wowza!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaela Kimura - Happiness (ok this 1 is ironic. REALLY, ironic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfingers - Skew (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoobastank - The reason (um. fits. but it didnt actually make me cry or WANNA cry. Just fits. Thats that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixpence None The Richer - Trust the Lord (wow. just wow. Coincidentally i wont ever care with who i'll live with, other than believe what God got what in store for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muse - Sing for Absolution (yeap. over confidence is my enemy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple - Are you ready? (HAHAHA this one actually make me ROFL hard. nice one, mr. random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live - Heaven (yeah. i'll changed everything as mentioned in the song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russian Anthem - Russian Red Army CHoir (hahaha. adohai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limp Bizkit - Break Stuff (hahahhaha. killing time. absolutely right, mr fred durst)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-1058739521999354751?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/1058739521999354751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/break-stuff-tagged-by-aliya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1058739521999354751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1058739521999354751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/break-stuff-tagged-by-aliya.html' title='Break Stuff (tagged by Aliya)'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-1889850964798606406</id><published>2009-02-08T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:57:09.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winning Days are Gone..</title><content type='html'>as in Winning Days by The Vines. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I'm taking a break from all this gaming thingy, (though I still have to deal with ACC as the CN representative)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taleh ah. I've to pull myself together. Hari ni 2 match kalah (and its 1st Week!) against empNext (Indonesia) dan Ft5 (India).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really play like shit today. haha. My demo sungguh tak berharga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huzaifa akan substitute kan aku as the sniper for the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Finally. Some life for me XDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-1889850964798606406?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/1889850964798606406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/winning-days-are-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1889850964798606406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1889850964798606406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/winning-days-are-gone.html' title='Winning Days are Gone..'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-7954000563468146709</id><published>2009-02-04T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:49:32.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku tak mahu berlaku kejam tapi terpaksa. Salahkanku.</title><content type='html'>cikgu ajar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"RINDU" tu kata KERJA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cikgu ajar lagi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AWAK" tu kata GANTI DIRI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu cikgu tanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"RINDU AWAK" kata apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saye jawab.."KATE HATI"..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-7954000563468146709?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/7954000563468146709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/aku-tak-mahu-berlaku-kejam-tapi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/7954000563468146709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/7954000563468146709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/aku-tak-mahu-berlaku-kejam-tapi.html' title='Aku tak mahu berlaku kejam tapi terpaksa. Salahkanku.'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-6663483911167144552</id><published>2009-02-02T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:42:00.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hinakah Cinta? Ep .01</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Adelia termenung sejenak. Otaknya tiba-tiba kekeringan idea. Melihat jam di tangan yang menunjukkan 12.45 pagi, dia mengeluh halus. Kalau sampai esok masih begini, alamat tugasan yang diminta pasti tidak dapat disiapkan. Pensyarahnya tidak akan bertolak ansur sekiranya terdapat diantara pelajarnya yang cuai dalam menyempurnakan tugasan yang diberikan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Boleh mati aku esok kalau macam ni. Argghhhh idea!! Ke mana kau menghilang hah??? Kepala aku ni pun satu juga, masa-masa macam ni la die boleh blank tiba-tiba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Lia, kenapa kau ni? Buat proposal sehelai macam buat tesis 3 jilid pulak. Berkerut-kerut muka kau aku tengok. Apahal?" Mira, rakan sebilikku yang sentiasa prihatin, menegurku ramah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Tak..takde apa-apa pun," Bukan aku tak mahu beritahu kau masalah aku, tapi aku takut kau pulak yang rasa bebannya, Mira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Eleh, takde apa-apa konon. Tu ha, dari pukul 11 lebih tadi aku tengok kau belum siap lagi. Patut sekarang kau dah siap separuh atau lebih. Ni tak, suku pun tak sampai ha aku tengok. Betul ke tak kau ni? Kau buat kerja ke kerja buat kau? Ke berangan je dari tadi?" Mira menyeringai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Lailahaillallah. Mati kena bunuh juga karang member aku yang sorang ni. Kepala aku tengah panas perah idea ni boleh pulak dia kutuk aku. Takpe sabar Lia, sabarr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Dah la Ira. Daripada kau dok tuduh aku entah apa-apa, baik kau pergi tidur je. Aku tengah pening ni. Bertambah biol kepala aku nak layan kau,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Pulak dah. Baik la datin. Saya tak kacau lagi. Bukan apa, saya kesian tengok datin ni. Dari tadi termenung tengok laptop tu. Nasib baik tak retak skrin laptop tu," Seloroh Mira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Sepantas kilat dia berlari bila aku mula hendak mencapai bantal di birai katil. Hah, tau pun takut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Isk, macam mana ni ek? Ahhh hentam sajalah labu!" Dalam masa 20 minit, aku taip selaju mungkin, keluarkan idea sebanyak mana yang ada, dan selaju cahaya aku menutup laptop kesayanganku. Ngantuknya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Mira kembali ke bilik dengan sebungkus plastik di tangan. La, keluar pergi kedai mamak rupanya budak ni. Makan je kerjanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Lia, nah amik nih. Nasi lemak panas dengan milo ais. Aku tau mesti kau suka," Ajak Mira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku yang sudah terbaring, baru nak masuk fasa pertama untuk tidur, segera bangkit menyambut hulurannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Sayang jugak kau kat aku eh? Hehe,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Mestilah aku sayang kat kau," Seraya tu juga tangan lembut Mira mengusap pipi gebuku. Sekelip mata bibirku dikucup mesra olehnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Dah la. Aku tau kau penat. Makan la cepat. Lepas tu kau nak tidur ke tergolek terguling ke suka hati kau la," Sambung Mira sambil tersengih, menampakkan barisan giginya yang cantik dan senyumannya yang menawan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Tidak lama selepas itu, Mira yang sudah habis makan segera membasuh tangan. Diambilnya wudhu' kerana dia masih lagi belum bersembahyang Isya'. Aku yang masih menikmati nasi lemak, terkebil-kebil memerhatikannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Lia, aku tidur dulu. Sweet dreams!" Kata-katanya yang terakhir sebelum masuk tidur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku duduk di tepi katilku. Wajah Mira yang tidur menghadapku aku perhatikan. Terkenang pula pada pertemuan pertamaku dengan anak gadis ini, yang telah mengubah cara hidupku selamanya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku masuk ke dalam bilik baruku. Wah tak sangka pihak Universiti Teknologi Mara (UiTM) akan memberikan tempat tinggal yang sebegini selesa kepada para junior. Sungguh beruntung pula rasanya memasuki universiti ini. Selepas tamat Sijil pelajaran Malaysia (SPM), dan mendapat keputusan yang memuaskan, aku memohon untuk memasuki dan mengambil jurusan Komunikasi Dan Pengajian Media. Permohonan aku diterima. Sambil itu aku berharap aku akan pergi ke mana-mana kampus cawangan UiTM yang jauh dari negeri kelahiranku, Johor. Sebabnya? Aku hendak belajar berdikari dan merasa seksanya berjauhan dengan ibu bapaku. Aku hendak membuktikan pada mereka aku bukan anak manja yang hanya pandai minta disuap. Namun, ada sebab yang lebih tepat lagi dalam pelarianku ini. Melarikan diri dari memori silam. Memori percintaanku dengan seorang lelaki. Lelaki yang bernama Hanafi. Lelaki yang sanggup mengorbankan nyawanya keranaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Hai!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Tersentak aku dibuatnya. Seorang gadis, sebaya umurnya denganku, memandangku dengan wajahnya yang cantik dan berseri-seri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Nama saya Amira. Saya akan jadi roomate kamu hingga hujung tahun ketiga nanti," Huluran tangannya aku sambut dengan lembut dan berhati-hati. Aku memerhatikan roma wajahnya yang cantik dan comel. Wajahnya yang putih gebu, matanya yang redup dan senyumannya yang menawan ku sambut dengan tenang. Aku hanya tersengih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Saya Adelia. Nur Adelia Nazya. Tapi panggil saja Lia. Nice to meet you," Ringan sahaja mulutku bertutur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Selamat berkenalan, Lia. Maafkan saya. Saya keluar sekejap ya. Papa dan mama saya hendak balik tu. Nanti kita berbual lagi ya," Sambung Shamira sambil menghadiahkanku sebuah senyuman. Dia pun pergi mendapatkan keluarganya di tingkat bawah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku memerhatikan kelibatnya yang semakin menghilang di sebalik tangga bangunan. Hah, bagusnya! Dapat rakan sebilik seperti Amira, pasti tidak akan mendatangkan masalah. Aku memerhatikan sekeliling. Nampaknya bilik baruku ini perlu dikemas. Takkan hendak duduk dan tidur dengan suasana yang berhabuk begini? Segera kucapai penyapu yang tersedia dan mula membersihkan apa yang patut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Setengah jam kemudian, ketika aku sedang mengemas pakaianku untuk dimasukkan kedalam almari, Amira kembali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Dah balik ke?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Ha'ah. Lepas ni mesti aku rindu kat diorang punyalah," Amira sudah membahasakan dirinya 'Aku'. Nampaknya dia ni seorang yang mudah mesra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Heh. Sama la kita. Emm.. Mira, lepas ni kita pergi makan nak?" Ajakku tatkala Amira membuka begnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Makan? Aku orait je. Tapi tunggu sekejap. Kasi aku masa sikit ye? Nak kemas barang sekejap," Balasnya. Aku tersenyum. Inilah peluang pertamaku untuk merapatkan jurang yang ada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku meluangkan masa ku yang ada pada malam itu berbual dengan Mira, bercerita tentang latar belakang masing-masing. Baru aku tahu bahawa Mira juga merupakan anak gadis yang berdarah campuran. Wajahnya yang cantik dan 'cute', membuktikan kebenaran tekaanku. Ayahnya yang merupakan mualaf berbangsa Cina dan ibunya yang berdarah Melayu-Siam telah memberikan kombinasi yang baik. Aku juga merupakan seorang 'mix'. Ayahku yang berbangsa Melayu telah berkahwin dengan ibuku, seorang wanita Jepun ketika masih belajar di Kyoto International University, sedikit masa dahulu. Tidak nafikan, aku juga memiliki rupa paras yang menarik sehingga ramai pemuda terpikat hanya dengan renunganku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Kau dah ada pakwe ke?" Tanya Mira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "I've used to have one, but.. uh tragedy happens," Airmukaku berubah. Tak semena-mena aku menjadi sedih bila teringat pada Hanafi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Apa dia buat kat kau? Eh sorry la kalau aku buat kau sedih,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Takpe. Lambat laun kau mesti tau juga," Telahku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku pun menceritakan setiap butiran tragedi yang terjadi. Mira cuma terdiam. Akhirnya, kesedihanku yang tidak dapat dibendung lagi, terungkai jua didalam pelukan Mira. Aku menangis lagi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Sabarlah. Setiap yang terjadi pasti ada hikmahnya." Pujuk Mira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Aku tahu. Apa-apapun, aku dah malas dah nak berboyfriend-boyfriend ni. Taknak la tragedi yang sama berulang. Lagipun sekarang aku dah masuk universiti. Aku nak belajar," Luahku kepada Mira. Tangisan ku sudah reda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Em. Bagus tu. Aku memang setuju. Daripada kau couple dengan lelaki, baik kau couple dengan aku je,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Secara automatik aku memandang Mira. Dia hanya membalas pandanganku dengan sengih manjanya. Betul ke tak dia ni? Sedar ke tak apa yang dia cakap tadi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Haa...?" Melopong mulutku, meminta penjelasan daripada Mira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Hehe. Aku main-main je la. Jangan la sentap. Tapi kau kan cantik, cun, cute dan memacam lagi lah. Mesti ramai yang propose untuk couple dengan kau nanti," Sengih lagi. Eh dia ni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Lantak lah..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku dah malas nak berbual tentang perkara tu. buat sakit kepala je. Baik aku prepare ape yang patut. Lagi 2 hari dah mula kelas. Melihatkan Mira yang sudah mengantuk mendengar ceritaku, aku suruh dia masuk tidur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Hari pertama ku dikelas, kurasakan sungguh meriah. Kelasku penuh dengan kawan-kawan yang sporting dan rata-rata mereka memberikan layanan baik padaku. Mira pula asyik melekat ditepiku. Pemalu rupanya budak ni. Tak kurang 20 orang pelajar lelaki mengusikku. Mereka kata aku cunlah, cantiklah dan macam-macam lagi. Ahh lelaki. Bukan sehari dua aku kenal spesis kau orang! Aku takkan cair punya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Hari pertama di kelas menyaksikan kepenatanku melayan kawan-kawan baruku. Kelasku mempunya seramai 32 orang, termasuk diriku dan Mira. Mereka semua memang sporting. Kebanyakan mereka berasal dari sekitar Kuala Lumpur dan Shah Alam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Penatnya! Ni belum pun start belajar lagi. Aduh makcik dah penat dah!" Gomelku sebaik sampai di bilik. Cepat saja aku menggolekkan tubuhku diatas katil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Tau takpe. Tapi ramai betul eh yang puji kau tadi. Hai, awak ni dari mana? Jepun ke China? Kenapa awak cantik sangat ya? Dah berpunya ke belum? Hish, macam-macam punya perangai!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku cuma tersengih mendengar gomelan Mira. Jealous la pulak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Alah, sudah la kau. Bukan ke diorang puji kau jugak. Siap panggil kau si comel lagi. Hah kembang hidung!" Balasku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Giliran Mira pula tersengih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Penatlah. Tapi dah pukul 7.25 pulak. Aku mandi kejap. Lepas sembahyang nanti kita pergi dining yea?" cadang Mira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku mengangguk. Budak ni betullah. Makan je ingat. Tak gemuk jugak aku tengok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Malam itu, selepas makan aku pergi ke perpustakaan. Pinjam satu dua bukulah. Kalau ada novel aku angkut sekali. Takkan nak baring golek-golek je kat dalam bilik. Nak belajar aku tak tau nak baca apa pulak. Baik aku baca something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku kembali kebilik dengan menyandang begku yang terisi 3 buah novel. Mira yang sedang baring meniarap membaca majalah sambil mulutnya tak henti mengunyah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Pergi mana?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Library kejap. Pinjam buku. Bosan la duduk tercongok kat bilik,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku duduk di tepi katilnya, mengeluarkan buku dan menyerahkan satu kepada Mira. Dia hanya membelek sekali dua selepas itu diberikan kembali kepada aku. Aku pun berbaring dikatilku dan mula membaca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Jarum jam menunjukkan sudah pukul 2 pagi. Aku masih belum mengantuk. Mira hilang entah kemana. Sedar-sedar dah hilang dah. Pantang tengok aku leka sikit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Mak oi. Seksinya budak perempuan sorang ni. Goreng pun sedap,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Tersirap darahku bila mendengar suara seperti seorang lelaki. Aku segera menoleh kepada empunya suara sambil menutup tubuhku yang hanya berbaju kemeja dan berseluar dalam dengan bantal. Mira tertawa melihat gelagat gelabahku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Oi! Apa ni? Buat terkejut orang je lah!" Terus aku baling bantal yang tadinya aku peluk. Mira memang pandai mengelak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Hahaha! Sorry sorry! Aku memain je. Sorry tau! Ni ha aku belikan makanan sikit untuk kau. Nasib baik kau belum tidur. Kalau tak buat rugi je. Ambil ni. Makan!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Huh. Nasib baik kau pandai. Kalau tak kau yang aku makan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Sedap juga nasi lemak panas ni. Tak tau pulak aku ada kedai mamak dekat sini. Macam ni tak kebulur la aku malam-malam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Ketika aku sedang makan, aku terperasan Mira memerhatikan aku semacam. Aku buat tak tahu dan tak syak apa-apa. Sekadar renungan biasa, tekaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Selepas makan, aku menyambung pembacaanku yang tergendala tadi. Namun, sejak tadi aku terganggu dengan pandangan Mira yang semacam. Aku buat endah tak endah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Wei makcik. Bangunlah! Matahari dah tegak atas kepala dah ni. Taknak pergi kelas ke?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Mataku terasa berat untuk dibuka. Ku pandang Mira yang terkebil-kebil memandangku. Aku pandang pula pada jam tanganku. Laillahaillallah. Dah pukul 9.30 pagi dah. Mesti aku tertidur baik punya masa aku tengah baca &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flashback&lt;/span&gt; waktu perkenalanku dengan Mira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Adui. Pening betul kepala. Kau pun sengal la. Apsal Sekarang baru kejut?" Aku menyeringai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Ewah. Banyak bunyi pula. Aku pun baru bangun ni. Nasib baik aku bangun! Kalau tak..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Okey, okey! Sempat lagi ni. Jom mandi," Ajakku. Kelas IMK sudah mula 5 minit yang lalu. Sempat lagi ni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Tanpa berlengah sesaat pun, Mira mencapai tualanya dan tualaku, sekaligus mengheret diriku yang masih mamai ke dalam bilik air. Mandi dua orang pada satu masa dapat jimatkan masa, taklah nanti aku kena tunggu dia habis mandi atau sebaliknya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    10 minit kemudian, aku sudah siap berpakaian baju kurung dan tudung. Setiap kelas IMk mewajibkan pelajar perempuannya memakai pakaian sopan seperti yang ku pakai sekarang. Mataku melirik pula kepada Mira. Walaupun dia tidak memakai tudung, dia tetap kelihatan ayu dan comel. Rambutnya yang panjang melebihi paras bahu diikat kemas. Baju kurung bewarna krim cerah menjadi pilihannya. Aku pula memakai baju kurung bewarna kuning berbunga bercorak hitam dan tudung berwarna hitam menjadi pilihanku. Wajahku yang putih gebu memang tidak sesuai memakai tudung putih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Tanpa melengahkan masa, aku dan Mira turun lalu mengatur langkah ke bilik Dk 7. Aku mempercepatkan langkahku apabila melihat jam di tangan sudah menunjukkan pukul 9.50 pagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Mampus aku. Dah la sebelum ni pun aku datang lambat. Mesti ustaz marah gila kat aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Teringatkan kemungkinan itu, aku sudah mula merasa resah. Ah lantaklah janji aku datang kelas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku dan Mira berlari-lari anak untuk pergi ke kelas. Taknak lambat punya pasal! Ramai mata yang memandang. Peduli apa aku!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Sampai jugak! Tanpa berlengah, aku membuka pintu dan bersama-sama Mira, aku menyerbu masuk ke dalam kelas. Aku tercungap-cungap kepenatan. Aku alihkan pula pandanganku pada Mira. Alamak, dah pucat lesi dah budak ni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Hah! Awak lagi Adelia! Apa nak jadi awak ni? Kelmarin awak datang lambat, sekarang awak buat lagi. Mana awak letak kepala awak? Saya cukup anti dengan orang yang datang lambat!" Sergah Ustaz Marzuki yang memang terkenal dengan ketegasan dan sikap garangnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Maafkan saya ustaz. Saya tidur lambat malam semalam. Saya lambat bangun tadi. Saya..." Tergagap aku hendak menjawap. Garangnya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Kepala hotak awak! Sudah! Lagi sekali kamu buat macam ni, saya akan kasi G untuk IMK awak!" Tengking ustaz tanpa mempedulikan mata-mata yang memandang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Hah kamu Mira! Kamu pun sama! Lebih kurang je kamu ni dengan si Lia ni!" Sambungnya lagi. Eh, nak marah aku, marah jelah! Jangan babitkan Mira pulak! Mira hanya terkebil-kebil tatkala aku memandangnya. Semputnya masih belum hilang. Kesian pulak aku tengok dia ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku terdiam. Tanpa mempedulikan ustaz, aku segera mengambil tempat dudukku disebelah Liyana, sambil Mira membontoti langkahku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Peh, gila babi ustaz hari ni. Kau pun satu. Apahal kau ni? Asyik datang lambat je," Bisik Liyana apabila keadaan sudah reda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Ala, aku terlajak sikit je. Tu pun sentap. Sudahla malas aku nak layan," Sambungku sambil menghadiahkan jeliran lidah kepada ustaz. Beberapa rakanku yang menyedari tindakanku itu hanya tersenyum. Mereka memang masak benar dengan perangaiku yang 'hati kering'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Ajaran ustaz pagi itu aku ikuti sambil lewa. Kepalaku asyik berfikir tentang hari-hari yang mendatang. Entah akan membawa kebaikan padaku ataupun keburukan. Namun begitu aku tetap menerima apa jua takdir yang terjadi. Mira yang perasan aku berangan, terus mencubit pehaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Ehem. Kak. Tido ke? Kalau tido mata kena tutup," Bisik Mira. Eh apa pulak budak ni merepek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Mana ada aku tido. Kan aku tengah concentrate ni? Apasal cakap aku tido pulak?" Balasku. Cuba menutup kelemahan sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Hehehe. Concentrate la sangat. Apasal mulut tu melopong je? Tak lain tak bukan, berangan kan? Mengaku je la.." Ah sudah.. Budak ni memang la. Tak sudah-sudah mengusik aku. Mira hanye tersengih bila aku memandangnya. Sengihannya memang memukau sesiapa yang melihat. Manja dan periang. Suka mengusik dan mengacau. Itulah Mira. Berlainan pula dengan diriku. Walaupun aku suka menghadiahkan senyuman kepada orang, namun aku pendiam. Aku hanya ketawa dan bercakap bila perlu sahaja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Oi. Dah habis kelas dah. Nak concentrate ape lagi?" Satu tepukan kuat mengenai bahuku, sekaligus menyedarkan aku dari mimpi siang. Cis dah habis kelas rupanya. Buat malu betul. Kalau masa sekolah dulu mesti ada loceng berbunyi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Haha. Concentrate sampai jadi concrete ye kak?" Satu suara pula menyampuk, disambut dengan ketawa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku memandang Mira. Tak habis-habis menyengih. Macam kerang busuk pulak. Liyana, Syaf, dan Ina berdiri di sebelahku. Tersengih lagi. Apsal diorang ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Jom makan!" Kata Syaf seraya menarik tanganku, menyuruhku bangun. Nak tak hendak, terpaksa aku mengikut kehendak mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Perjalanan ke kafe yang digelar 'Embun' hanya memakan masa 5 minit sahaja. DK 7 dan Embun kafe hanya dipisahkan oleh 2 tingkat keatas. Tangga pula menjadi penghubung perjalanan. Kadangkala sahaja kami menggunakan lif.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    "Ha.. Nak makan tu, makan banyak sikit ye sayang? Awak tu dah la kurus," Selorohku sambil memandang Mira. Mira hanya sengih dan menjelirkan lidahnya padaku. Hish betul lah macam budak-budak punya perangai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Syaf, Liyana dan Ina sudah beratur untuk mendapatkan nasi masing-masing. Mira pula sibuk melihat-lihat lauk yang disediakan. Mira memang memilih makanannya. Sama sepertiku. Aku dan Mira tidak dapat menerima sayur dalam menu kami. Walaupun begitu aku suka makanan yang pedas, manakala Mira lebih suka manisan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku pergi kaunter dan memesan Milo ais. Semasa aku berdiri didepan kaunter, aku perasan ramai yang memandangku. Ahh nak pandang apa? Jalan jelah, bisikku dalam diam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Aku kembali ke tempat dudukku. Aku buat muka seposen. Aku takut kalau aku terpandang sesiapa, dan bertemu mata dengan seseorang akan mengakibatkan dia terpikat dengan ku. Bukan aku mahu bercakap besar, namun benda sebegini selalu terjadi. Penatnya. Setiap hari aku menempuh hariku sebegini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-6663483911167144552?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/6663483911167144552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/hinakah-cinta-ep-01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6663483911167144552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6663483911167144552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/hinakah-cinta-ep-01.html' title='Hinakah Cinta? Ep .01'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4659890541464124567</id><published>2009-02-02T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:27:47.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Bongok,</title><content type='html'>FYI, aku sekarang berdiri dibawah payung Cyphernet (cybercafe di section 7, depan Myklik). Aku berkhidmat semata-mata untuk Electronic Gaming (E-Sports) dalam kategori game Call of Duty 4. Kalau tak tau gak sila la google melainkan anda buta IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secara teknikalnya, aku di-sponsor oleh CC tersebut untuk berkhidmat dengan diorang dalam E-Sports. Secara amnya, kesitulah 60% of my commitment pegi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team aku sekarang adalah [CN] team 1 ([CN] bermaksud Cyphernet). Team aku dinamakan L2K (bermaksud Learning to Kill). Ada beberapa lagi team tapi aku malas nak enclosed kat sini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang pula sudah bermulanya Asian Tournament. Semua champion dari segenap negara Asia datang untuk bersaing. Team aku adalah diantara yang register untuk tournament tersebut. Tournament itu (short formed ACC) akan berlangsung selama 15 minggu (+- 3 bulan). Maknanya lagi dasat aku akan bz dengan benda alah ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(untuk senarai team yang bersaing untuk ACC ni -&gt; http://pxgl.org/forums/viewtopic.php?f=18&amp;amp;t=25&amp;amp;sid=37c6d86adc63a13c471e52f021d99978)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* anda perlu register untuk view informasi tersebut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4659890541464124567?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4659890541464124567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/si-bongok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4659890541464124567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4659890541464124567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/si-bongok.html' title='Si Bongok,'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-1260011918727554712</id><published>2009-02-01T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T09:16:41.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes in roosters</title><content type='html'>The match went smooth (except that Lizra told me that i've to put the scrim against oNv on hold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 maps were played, Strike &amp;amp; Backlot (best of 2) + play-for-fun @ mp_crash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically eG. emerges as the winners of all the maps, scores will be uploaded soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired to check the demos (for the scores)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote:&lt;br /&gt;- Batthosai resigned from the team (about time, dude..)&lt;br /&gt;- Fa will be recruited as a sub, wearing Bathhosai's nick for the coming ACC&lt;br /&gt;- Suicide is now permanent sub for the L2K for the ACC&lt;br /&gt;- Venue for the ACC is now fixed, the place is Tbun Aman Suria, PJ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-1260011918727554712?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/1260011918727554712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/changes-in-roosters.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1260011918727554712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1260011918727554712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/changes-in-roosters.html' title='Changes in roosters'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-5106836584833322206</id><published>2009-02-01T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:22:17.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Definately, Maybe</title><content type='html'>"You know what's cool? It's cool when we can just sit here and talk about anything, not worrying about flirting and stuffs,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dialog yang paling aku ingat dalam banyak-banyak movie aku tengok. Aku terasa. Sweetness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-5106836584833322206?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5106836584833322206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/definately-maybe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5106836584833322206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5106836584833322206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/02/definately-maybe.html' title='Definately, Maybe'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4719707436474467612</id><published>2009-01-31T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:51:49.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet my girlfriends. Ya aku playboy. So what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYVUHgkNDvI/AAAAAAAAABU/UgCum2ZGBc0/s1600-h/04-12-06_2015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYVUHgkNDvI/AAAAAAAAABU/UgCum2ZGBc0/s320/04-12-06_2015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297733024648859378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYVUHWyuv2I/AAAAAAAAABM/TGcekhA9VLo/s1600-h/04-12-06_2000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYVUHWyuv2I/AAAAAAAAABM/TGcekhA9VLo/s320/04-12-06_2000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297733022025432930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tools of trade. Sayang mereka. Gitar Washburn Lion series + amp Sonick hadiah Birthday ku yg ke -21. Violing pemberian adikku selepas dia mendapat yang baru. Haha. Sayang mereka juga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4719707436474467612?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4719707436474467612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/meet-my-girlfriends-ya-aku-playboy-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4719707436474467612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4719707436474467612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/meet-my-girlfriends-ya-aku-playboy-so.html' title='Meet my girlfriends. Ya aku playboy. So what?'/><author><name>.</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/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYVUHgkNDvI/AAAAAAAAABU/UgCum2ZGBc0/s72-c/04-12-06_2015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4813125812768218404</id><published>2009-01-31T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:44:51.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally. A proper Meal.</title><content type='html'>When is the last time i had my meal, properly? Aku tak ingat. 4-5 hari ni aku mencekik cupcakes si ninie, makan choki-choki, melantak di mamak (roti, roti and more roti! nk muntah aku)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru kejap ni dapat akhirnya aku merasa nasi. Tu pun lepas kene push oleh Si Bongok. Kalau tak melekat depan PC je aku jawabnye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy. Siapkan Assignments and all. Commitment to the Clan lagi, aduh. Training dari 8pm sampai ke 2am. Pastu lepak sampai 3-4am. Tido 2-3 jam. Bangun balik, buat assignments. Rosak otak aku, rosak.....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my wonder drugs. or Drug. Or maybe, definately, I need you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4813125812768218404?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4813125812768218404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-proper-meal.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4813125812768218404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4813125812768218404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-proper-meal.html' title='Finally. A proper Meal.'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-3384537893962551511</id><published>2009-01-31T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:40:22.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Plans</title><content type='html'>(according to importation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - FFF&lt;br /&gt; - XEF&lt;br /&gt; - JEDI&lt;br /&gt; - Ft5&lt;br /&gt; - AmK&lt;br /&gt; - XxX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wow. so many are on-hold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-3384537893962551511?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/3384537893962551511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/future-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/3384537893962551511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/3384537893962551511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/future-plans.html' title='Future Plans'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-1809964242685697081</id><published>2009-01-31T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:36:57.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 scrim in a night. OMFG</title><content type='html'>XEF-CERT server &lt;b&gt;202.71.97.88:28960&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fixtures is 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CN] will be playing @ Tbun Aman Suria, PJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change in rooster :&lt;br /&gt;- Evo will be substituted to replace Nova.&lt;br /&gt;-1st and last warning issued to Batthosai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scores will be uploaded soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDITED:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CN] vs .eG @ 9pm&lt;br /&gt;[CN] vs Onova @ estimated time is 11pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against eG :&lt;br /&gt; - Evo will be replacing Nova&lt;br /&gt; - Scrim is ONLINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against Onova :&lt;br /&gt; - Nova will replace Evo&lt;br /&gt; - Suicide, Captain of [CN]  3rd team, S2K will be replacing Batthosai&lt;br /&gt; - Scrim is LAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue is Tbun Aman Suria, PJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-1809964242685697081?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/1809964242685697081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/cn-versus-eg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1809964242685697081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1809964242685697081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/cn-versus-eg.html' title='2 scrim in a night. OMFG'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-9010811960235210170</id><published>2009-01-31T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T02:06:59.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Elise</title><content type='html'>you said it's a shame about the weather&lt;br /&gt;nothing for the blues when the sky goes grey&lt;br /&gt;you said you don't love me anymore baby&lt;br /&gt;but you kissed me anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starving her but she cried&lt;br /&gt;maybe we could try but you get so crazy when you drink&lt;br /&gt;you said see those leaves there moving like a thousand hands&lt;br /&gt;i'm beginning to think, we can't take it like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there she goes, missing&lt;br /&gt;another heart skitters away over broken words&lt;br /&gt;i'm crying in advance&lt;br /&gt;and she is doing her dance&lt;br /&gt;to go and stay at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any two points can make a line but&lt;br /&gt;i know i can never make you mine&lt;br /&gt;i can never make you mine&lt;br /&gt;i can never make you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why's it get so complicated&lt;br /&gt;when two people make love&lt;br /&gt;i wish i were a bird&lt;br /&gt;she ask&lt;br /&gt;so you could fly away?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;so we could be together with no thoughts of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she's gone, missing&lt;br /&gt;another heart skitters away over broken words&lt;br /&gt;i'm crying in advance&lt;br /&gt;and she is doing her dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to go and stay at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said&lt;br /&gt;any two points can make a line but&lt;br /&gt;i know i can never make you mine&lt;br /&gt;i can never make you mine&lt;br /&gt;i can never make you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote : Actual lyric can be found at http://www.lyricstime.com/deb-talan-two-points-lyrics.html&lt;br /&gt;Sukahati je aku ubah. For Elise..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-9010811960235210170?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/9010811960235210170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-elise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/9010811960235210170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/9010811960235210170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-elise.html' title='For Elise'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4101015878361798130</id><published>2009-01-31T00:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:41:12.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mellow : Mood aku sekarang</title><content type='html'>KT Tunstall - Other Side of the World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the sea and far away&lt;br /&gt;She's waiting like an iceberg&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to change&lt;br /&gt;But she's cold inside&lt;br /&gt;She wants to be like the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the muscles tighten in her face&lt;br /&gt;Buries her soul in one embrace&lt;br /&gt;They're one and the same&lt;br /&gt;Just like water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fire fades away&lt;br /&gt;Most of everyday&lt;br /&gt;Is full of tired excuses&lt;br /&gt;But it's too hard to say&lt;br /&gt;I wish it were simple&lt;br /&gt;But we give up easily&lt;br /&gt;You're close enough to see that&lt;br /&gt;You're on the other side of the world to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On comes the panic light&lt;br /&gt;Holding on with fingers and feelings alike&lt;br /&gt;But the time has come&lt;br /&gt;To move along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fire fades away&lt;br /&gt;Most of everyday&lt;br /&gt;Is full of tired excuses&lt;br /&gt;But it's too hard to say&lt;br /&gt;I wish it were simple&lt;br /&gt;But we give up easily&lt;br /&gt;You're close enough to see that&lt;br /&gt;You're on the other side of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me&lt;br /&gt;Can you let me go&lt;br /&gt;And can you still love me&lt;br /&gt;When you can't see me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fire fades away&lt;br /&gt;Most of everyday&lt;br /&gt;Is full of tired excuses&lt;br /&gt;But it's too hard to say&lt;br /&gt;I wish it were simple&lt;br /&gt;But we give up easily&lt;br /&gt;You're close enough to see that&lt;br /&gt;You're on the other side of the world&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the world&lt;br /&gt;You're on the other side of the world to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote : Lagu yang teramat indah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4101015878361798130?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4101015878361798130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/mellow-mood-aku-sekarang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4101015878361798130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4101015878361798130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/mellow-mood-aku-sekarang.html' title='Mellow : Mood aku sekarang'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-14372299249720622</id><published>2009-01-31T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:32:51.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untuk Selamanya</title><content type='html'>Hanafi mengeluh panjang. Sudah seminggu berlalu tetapi sekolahnya masih menjalankan minggu orientasi untuk pelajar-pelajar tingkatan 6 rendah sessi persekolahan 2003. Hanafi yang sedikit bosan berlalu keluar dari dewan besar dan duduk di sebuah kerusi batu. Dia melemparkan pandangannya ke arah taman bunga mini yang terletak di sebelah tepi dewan besar sekolahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Hey, apa ni? Mengelamun ya?" Fauzan, kawan yang baru dikenalinya itu berkata sambil menepuk-nepuk bahu Hanafi. "Aku tau kau  boring. Alah relakslah esok tentu habis program orientasi ni. Cikgu ni pun satu. Buat sampai berminggu-minggu. Macamana budak-budak tak naik boring... Sabar ye sayang..?" katanya sambil berjenaka dengan harapan rakannya itu akan menjadi lebih ceria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Ye lahh.." jenaka rakannya itu disambut dengan hambar. Hanafi menjeling tajam ke arah pelajar-pelajar yang sedang membuat bising di dalam dewan itu. Dia sememangnya tidak suka dengan suasana yang bising lagi membingitkan itu. Tiba-tiba matanya tertangkap akan kelibat seorang gadis yang pernah dikenalinya dahulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Wah, cute betullah budak tu. Beruntung betul siapa yang dapat pikat dia," celah Fauzan, merujuk kepada orang yang sama, sambil ekor matanya memerhatikan langkah gadis berkenaan yang sedang berjalan bersama- sama dengan seorang lagi kawannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Eh, kalau tak silap akulah, dia tu dulu kawan aku masa sekolah rendah dulu. Namanya... Adelia kalau aku tak silap," kata Hanafi sambil memerah otaknya bagi mengingati wajah rakan lamanya itu. "Aku dulu pernah admire budak tu. Tapi lepas habis darjah 6, dia hilang entah kemana.." tambahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "La, kawan lama kau rupanya. Em.. kau masih suka kat dia lagi ke..?" tanya Fauzan yang sudah mula memasang niat untuk memikat gadis tersebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Suka lagi kot. Entahlah.. aku pun tak tahu..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Sebentar kemudian cikgu yang bertugas memberitahu bahawa pelajar-pelajar sudah boleh memasuki kelas masing-masing. Fauzan mengajak Hanafi bangun dan berlalu meninggalkan dewan. Mereka berdua melangkah masuk ke dalam kelas baru mereka bersama-sama dengan pelajar baru yang lain setelah dipandu arah oleh seorang guru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Hei Fi! Budak perempuan tu sekelas dengan kitalah! Beruntung betul! Tak la boring sangatkan..? Dah ada benda baru nak di'cuci mata'. Hehehe.." Fauzan memberitahunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hanafi terkejut. Memang betul. Gadis berkenaan itu baru sahaja memasuki kelas, sambil mengambil tempat duduk di barisan hadapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Zan, kau tunggu sini sekejap. Aku nak pergi berbual dengan dia," Fauzan mengeluh. Dia baru sahaja memasang niat untuk berborak dengan pelajar perempuan berkenaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Hai. Awak ni pelajar baru ke..? Hari ni baru saya nampak awak.." Tegur Hanafi ramah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Oh. Saya sebenarnya baru berpindah dari sekolah lama saya," gadis tersebut memberitahunya. "Eh, muka awak ni macam saya pernah nampak la.. Kat mana ye? Em.." katanya sambil matanya memerhatikan segenap inci wajah Hanafi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Er.. Tumpang tanya. Awak ni Adelia Nazya ke?" tanya Hanafi tidak sabar-sabar. Dia hendak memastikan bahawa gadis dihadapannya itu adalah gadis yang pernah disukai dan pernah dirinduinya suatu ketika dahulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Eh, mana tau ni? Eh..? La awak rupanya Hanafi! Dah lama saya cari awak, tau tak?" balas Adelia sambil tersengih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Haha. Saya yang sudah lama mencari awak....." sambung Hanafi sambil ketawa kecil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Aha.. kalau macam tu, awak tentu tak keberatan untuk membawa saya ronda-ronda di sekeliling sekolah ni kan?" Adelia meminta, berbaur harapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Sudah tentu..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Sejak dari hari itu. Hubungan Hanafi dengan Adelia semakin rapat. Malah lebih akrab daripada dahulu. Disebabkan mereka sekelas, mereka sering mengadakan 'study group' bersama-sama dan berbincang tentang pelajaran. Mereka juga berlumba-lumba dalam pelajaran untuk memastikan siapa yang paling hebat diantara mereka berdua. Sejak itulah, perasaan sayang dan cinta berputik di hati dan semakin menebal di kedua-dua belah pihak. Namun, mereka masih tidak berani menyuarakan perasaan masing-masing. Selain di sekolah, mereka juga sering berhubungan melalui e-mail dan telefon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Hei. Aku lihat kau dengan Adelia sekarang bukan main rapat lagi?" tegur Fauzan pada satu hari. "Ada apa-apa ke?" Hanafi yang sedang menggalas beg, bersedia untuk pulang hanya tersenyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Takdelah. Biasa-biasa je. Haha kenapa kau tanya camtu? Cemburu ke?" balas Hanafi sambil ketawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Fauzan tersenyum. "Ke situ pulak kau. Ni ha, aku dengar si Suhaimi dari kelas sebelah dah pasang niat nak ambil Adelia jadi 'awek' dia," beritahu Fauzan. "Aku kawan kau, aku beritau ni sebab risaukan kau. Kalau kau nak, baik kau cepat-cepat beritahu perasaan kau tu pada Adelia. Aku tau kau suka kat dia," jelas Fauzan. Hanafi termenung sejenak memikirkan kata-kata sahabat baiknya itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hujung minggu itu, Hanafi mengajak Adelia keluar bersama-samanya. Mereka menonton wayang di sebuah pusat membeli-belah terkemuka di ibu kota. Selepas itu mereka pun makan bersama-sama di sebuah restoran. Sebenarnya, Hanafi merancang untuk menyuarakan perasaannya terhadap gadis idamannya itu, namun dia masih lagi ragu-ragu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Kenapa awak ni Fi? Ada masalah ke? Lain macam je awak hari ni?" Adelia mula bersuara bila melihat Hanafi yang gelisah sejak dalam wayang tadi. "Awak ada masalah ke? Beritahu jelah. Lagipun saya ni bukan orang lain. Kawan awak juga," usul Adelia sambil tersenyum, sekaligus memaniskan lagi roma wajahnya yang comel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Er.. Takde.. Bukan apa Lia.." Hanafi gugup. Apa aku buat ni?? Nak ke Adelia kat aku? Ahh it's now or never!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Sebenarnya begini. Saya akan berterus-terang dengan awak. Saya sebenarnya sudah lama menyukai awak. Sejak dari dulu lagi," percakapannya terhenti. Hanafi gugup. Adelia sedikit terperanjat. "Saya nak ambil awak jadi teman istimewa saya. Awak fahamkan? Tapi itu cuma perasaan saya sahaja. Kalau awak tak mahu, awak abaikan saja ye? Saya..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hanafi sedikit tersentak apabila tiba-tiba Adelia meletakkan jari telunjuknya dibibir Hanafi. Apsal dia suruh aku diam? Alamak apa aku dah buat ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Hanafi, saya memang menantikan ayat sebegitu keluar dari mulut awak. Saya juga sudah lama menyukai awak. Mungkin awak tak tahu, sejak dari sekolah rendah lagi.." Adelia terdiam, membuka cermin matanya. Cepat-cepat dia menyeka airmata yang tiba-tiba keluar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Saya tak akan mengabaikan perasaan awak. Jangan awak cakap macam tu lagi..." Adelia memandang tepat ke anak mata Hanafi. "I'm all yours.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Lia.." Hanafi kehilangan kata-kata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Sejak dari hari itu, mereka sering dilihat jalan berdua. Dimana-mana sahaja. Dimana ada Hanafi, disitu jugalah Adelia berada. Beberapa rakan mereka hanya tersenyum apabila melihat gelagat merpati dua sejoli itu. Pada anggapan mereka, Adelia memang dilahirkan untuk Hanafi dan begitulah sebaliknya. Mereka berdua memang saling sayang-menyayangi. Namun begitu, mereka berdua tidak mengabaikan pelajaran. Pembelajaran mereka berjalan seiringan dengan hubungan mereka, sememang itulah yang Hanafi hajatkan. Dia tidak mahu, kerana cinta, pembelajaran mereka tergugat. Begitu jugalah Adelia. Dalam kebanyakan hal, mereka memang sehati sejiwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hanafi merupakan seorang yang kacak, manakala Adelia pula memiliki rupa yang manis dan comel. Jiwa dan perangainya yang sedikit keanak-anakan dan manja memang membuatkan semua tersenyum melihat telatah mereka berdua. Dalam diam, ada beberapa pelajar yang dengki dengan hubungan mereka. Antaranya ialah Hidayah, sahabat baik Adelia sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Hai Lia, aku lihat kau dengan Hanafi bukan main lagi? Berdua je. Jeles pulak aku tengokkan," sapa Hidayah pada satu hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Hehe. Kenapa pula kau nak jeles? Kau pun tau kan, dialah orang yang aku tunggu-tunggu sejak 5 tahun lepas. Sekarang, dia kepunyaanku. Oh seronoknya!" Balas Adelia sambil tersengih. Hidayah hanya tersenyum sinis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Ha.. itulah kau. Kau belum jumpa dia sebelum ni. Aku dengar cerita dia tu suka mainkan perasaan perempuan. Lepas satu perempuan, dia angkut perempuan lain pulak. Aku tak tahulah kau yang mangsa dia yang keberapa," laju sahaja Hidayah menuturkan kata-kata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Adelia terdiam. Air mukanya lantas berubah. "Kau jangan cakap sembarangan Dayah. Dosa tau kalau memfitnah orang," balasnya, membidas setiap kata-kata teman baiknya itu. Sesungguhnya menfitnah lebih besar dosanya daripada membunuh seorang muslim.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    "Aku teman baik kau Lia. Aku cuma cakap apa yang aku dengar, apa yang aku tau. Masalahnya dah ramai cakap macam tu. Aku cuma mengingatkan je," bohong Hidayah. "Aku rasa baik kau putuskan hubungan kau dengan si Hanafi tu secepat mungkin. Habis cerita. Aku tak nak apa-apa terjadi kat kau," Hidayah menghabiskan kata-katanya lantas berlalu pergi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Malam itu, Adelia tidak dapat tidur, memikirkan kebenaran kata-kata teman baiknya, Hidayah. Akhirnya dia membuat keputusan sendiri. Dia membuka komputer ribanya lalu mula menulis e-mail kepada Hanafi sambil ditemani airmata. Tanpa bertanyakan sendiri kepada Hanafi, dia membuat keputusan untuk memutuskan hubungan istimewa mereka berdua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Keesokan harinya, Hanafi mencari-cari Adelia kerana dia mahu meminta penjelasan tentang perkara tersebut. Namun atas desakan Hidayah, Adelia mula mengelak dan menjauhkan dirinya daripada Hanafi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hanafi tidak berpuas hati dengan hal tersebut. Malah, semasa dia menerima dan membaca e-mail yang dihantar oleh Adelia, dia tidak dapat menahan sebak, lalu menangis dan menumbuk-menumbuk skrin komputernya. Baginya, tidak insan lain yang disayanginya di dunia ini selain Adelia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Sebaik sahaja sekolah tamat, Hanafi mengambil kesempatan itu untuk mencari Adelia. Tiba sahaja di luar pagar sekolah, dia mula pandang meliar, mencari-cari kelibat kekasihnya itu. Dia ternampak Adelia yang sedang hendak melintasi jalan besar. Segera Hanafi mendapatkannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Adelia menoleh ke belakang apabila terdengar namanya dipanggil. Dia ternampak Hanafi yang sedang berlari mendapatkannya. Tanpa berfikir panjang, dia memandang ke depan dan cepat-cepat melintas, tanpa menyedari sebuah kereta sedang laju menuju ke arahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Menyedari keadaan itu, Hanafi berlari laju lalu menarik tangan Adelia, dan terus menolaknya ke tepi jalan. Namun, momentum yang terhasil disebabkan larian Hanafi telah membawanya ke tengah jalan. Dalam sekelip mata itu, Adelia dapat melihat wajah Hanafi, yang terbaring setelah terjatuh di tengah jalan, untuk kali terakhir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    BANGGGG!!!!!!! Hanafi yang cuba berdiri untuk mengelak pada saat terakhir, tercampak ke tepi jalan, berdekatan dengan Adelia. Darah membasahi baju seragam sekolahnya. Kaca bertaburan di sekeliling. Orang ramai mula berkerumun. Adelia menangis teresak-esak sambil mendekati Hanafi sambil memangku kepalanya. Dia tidak mempedulikan darah yang mula membasahi tudungnya dan baju sekolahnya. Dia tidak menyangka, lelaki yang disayanginya akan berkorban sedemikian rupa. Mata Hanafi terkebil-kebil, bibirnya cuba untuk menuturkan sesuatu. Adelia menangis sambil memeluk kekasihnya itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Ahhh..... Adelia... Syukurlah kau selamat.." darah menyembur keluar dari mulut Hanafi sebaik sahaja dia selesai berkata-kata. "Aku mahu memberitahu kau.. yang... aku masih..  mencintaimu... untuk selamanya...." semakin banyak darah keluar dari mulutnya. Hentakan yang kuat hampir menghancurkan segala isi perutnya. Bibir mereka bertemu, buat kali pertama dan kali terakhir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Sudahlah tu... Mengucap Fi, mengucap..." kata Adelia dalam sedu-sedannya sambil membisikkan kalimah suci itu ke telinga Hanafi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hanafi mengucap dalam keadaan payah. Sebaik sahaja selesai, kepalanya terkulai layu. Innalillahiwainnalillahhirajiunn. Adelia meraung semahu-mahunya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- short novel yang aku hantar ke majalah sekolah (Highschool Batu Pahat) dan berjaya di-publish. Cikgu ngan kawan2 sebatch aku kata aku jiwang. Babi korang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-14372299249720622?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/14372299249720622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/untuk-selamanya.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/14372299249720622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/14372299249720622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/untuk-selamanya.html' title='Untuk Selamanya'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-5441440027502711695</id><published>2009-01-31T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:22:51.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQKMnHDKYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z-DEV2AflM0/s1600-h/1+9+2007+277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQKMnHDKYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z-DEV2AflM0/s200/1+9+2007+277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297370273467804034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tah ape aku cuba buktikan pon aku tatau. Haha. Saja bereksperimen dengan cahaya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-5441440027502711695?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5441440027502711695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/tah-ape-aku-cuba-buktikan-pon-aku-tatau.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5441440027502711695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5441440027502711695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/tah-ape-aku-cuba-buktikan-pon-aku-tatau.html' title=''/><author><name>.</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQKMnHDKYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z-DEV2AflM0/s72-c/1+9+2007+277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-1527136179849675831</id><published>2009-01-31T00:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:12:10.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Familia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQHYfKljII/AAAAAAAAAAs/qN7f3bmdpDw/s1600-h/AS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQHYfKljII/AAAAAAAAAAs/qN7f3bmdpDw/s320/AS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297367178958703746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(gambaran kekanakan aku -  Aku dan ________ (insert current GF here))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayangnya aku single! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Copyrighted Enix@me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-1527136179849675831?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/1527136179849675831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/black-familia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1527136179849675831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/1527136179849675831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/black-familia.html' title='Black Familia'/><author><name>.</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQHYfKljII/AAAAAAAAAAs/qN7f3bmdpDw/s72-c/AS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-2180877677820909553</id><published>2009-01-31T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:07:57.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puncak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQGsz0_rlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZPfiY6Xr8QI/s1600-h/02-11-06_1410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQGsz0_rlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZPfiY6Xr8QI/s320/02-11-06_1410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297366428591042130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Kenangan seh bilik ni. Proses rekoding lagu (home recording), tempat praktis band sebelum various performances untuk various proms. Nokia Ngage aku! Sayangnya dah jual. Gitar Washburn hadiah dari abang kesayangan ku :j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-2180877677820909553?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/2180877677820909553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/puncak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/2180877677820909553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/2180877677820909553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/puncak.html' title='Puncak!'/><author><name>.</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQGsz0_rlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZPfiY6Xr8QI/s72-c/02-11-06_1410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-5975857194850104650</id><published>2009-01-30T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:02:07.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQEDwd_F0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/yY_-hqAQQBA/s1600-h/idafiz+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQEDwd_F0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/yY_-hqAQQBA/s320/idafiz+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297363524291336002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQEDhcYLfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xIIUEGXbgUY/s1600-h/mie+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQEDhcYLfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xIIUEGXbgUY/s320/mie+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297363520258059762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antara latihan photoshop (manipulating) yang aku praktik masa ambil diploma dulu. Aku pon tatau apa nama skill ni. Probably i developed my own style. Proses ni aku namakan dia "Sketch Transformation" Obviously gambar yang sebelah kiri adalah gambar original dan yang kanan adalah yang sudah dimanipulate (aku tanak bitau tool apa aku guna, tamao org tau skill ni XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Gambar atas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dengan Ida (ex) masa dating. Gambar diambil di KL Sentral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Gambar bawah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimie. Random friends aku kat myspace (masa aku ada myspace dulu, sekarang dah delete account). Nope. Bukan skandal. Admire dia pon tak. Just sukati aku je PM dia then mintak kebenaran nak guna gambar dia untuk training photoshop purpose. Nasib baik dia bagi. Thankies :j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-5975857194850104650?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5975857194850104650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/antara-latihan-photoshop-manipulating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5975857194850104650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5975857194850104650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/antara-latihan-photoshop-manipulating.html' title=''/><author><name>.</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQEDwd_F0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/yY_-hqAQQBA/s72-c/idafiz+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-6239762912985810909</id><published>2009-01-30T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:51:31.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQCOgQrSlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1FWsw5I6stw/s1600-h/kucin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQCOgQrSlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1FWsw5I6stw/s320/kucin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297361509895850578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Aku terjumpa gambar ni balik. Yes. Aku capture gamba ni masa shooting documentary kat Melaka dulu. Kat Muzium burung tak silap. Specifically kat atas foundation tiang bendera kat luar muzium tersebut. Haha! Thnx Kechik@Solehah (budak PR masscomm UiTM) sebab bagi pinjam kamera Olympus dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasib baik 2 ekor ni x sedar aku tgh amek gambar diorang. So sweet la wei. Aku plak memang cat lover. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-6239762912985810909?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/6239762912985810909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-is-everywhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6239762912985810909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6239762912985810909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-is-everywhere.html' title='Love is everywhere'/><author><name>.</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_T9LJGGgWWr8/SYQCOgQrSlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1FWsw5I6stw/s72-c/kucin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-5720865747713005206</id><published>2009-01-30T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:43:35.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiled and Sighted</title><content type='html'>Habit terbaik aku. Pandang dia, senyum pastu mengeluh. Then pandang tempat lain. Aku tatau. Aku buat habit aku ni (unconsiously) kat semua perempuan yang aku admire dan yang admire aku. Aku ada satu mindset yang gilababi super negatif. Aku inferior. Low self-esteem? I don't even know how to put this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila aku suka kat seorang perempuan, aku akan terus rasa inferior. Inferior bukan terus tak tegur dia langsung, but the inner me. Dalam diam aku akan buat andaian sendiri. Selalunya "She's out of my reach," atau "She deserves those way better than me,". Rasanya paling senang nak gambarkan perasaan inferior aku ni is read through Tal Bachman punya lirik, lagu "She's so High"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++&lt;br /&gt;She's blood, flesh and bone &lt;br /&gt;No tucks or silicone &lt;br /&gt;She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I can't believe &lt;br /&gt;That anything should happen &lt;br /&gt;I know where I belong &lt;br /&gt;And nothing's gonna happen &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus): &lt;br /&gt;'Cause she's so high... &lt;br /&gt;High above me, she's so lovely &lt;br /&gt;She's so high... &lt;br /&gt;Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite &lt;br /&gt;She's so high... &lt;br /&gt;High above me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First class and fancy free &lt;br /&gt;She's high society &lt;br /&gt;She's got the best of everything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could a guy like me &lt;br /&gt;Ever really offer? &lt;br /&gt;She's perfect as she can be &lt;br /&gt;Why should I even bother? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Chorus) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She comes to speak to me &lt;br /&gt;I freeze immediately&lt;br /&gt;'Cause what she says sounds so unreal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I can't believe &lt;br /&gt;That anything should happen &lt;br /&gt;I know where I belong &lt;br /&gt;And nothing's gonna happen &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teruknya aku. When I was in highschool, reti plak aku flirting. Even masa tgh-tgh tahun aku nak habiskan Diploma aku. Ada je awek yang aku sangkut dan tersangkut dengan aku. Sekarang? Seriously jauh berbeza beb. Sampai ke hari aku tulis note ni, aku dah singled out nearly a year. Er. More. 2 tahun kot. Who's counting? I don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ada mention about me being a low self-esteem idiot. No. Aku bukan camtu. Aku still get around them, talk and laugh about something and nearly everything. Kelebihan aku, aku cepat get into the circle dalam masa yang sangat2 singkat. Memang habit aku, making new friends kot. Sampai ada orang jeles dan kadang2 tu pelik, "bila ko kenal dia hah?" "sejak bila ko rapat ngan dia?" So on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi (sekarang) dalam bab relationship and building it, mmg aku sgt phail. Haha. phial. Si bongok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-5720865747713005206?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5720865747713005206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/smiled-and-sighted.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5720865747713005206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5720865747713005206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/smiled-and-sighted.html' title='Smiled and Sighted'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-5632902903192039207</id><published>2009-01-30T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:22:55.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seize the Day : Past Tense</title><content type='html'>I asked my friend this afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;As I gazed into my reflection,&lt;br /&gt;What she thought of what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Images are usually misconceptions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to put down my appearance,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing I was thinner or taller.&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me with understanding eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Saying, "Superficial wishes only make you smaller."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew she was right, but who was she to talk,&lt;br /&gt;For she was every guy's dream.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to point this out to her,&lt;br /&gt;She replied, "Appearances aren't always what they seem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell me five features you admire in yourself," she said,&lt;br /&gt;And I knew my troubles had just begun,&lt;br /&gt;For I could see the hurt in her expression,&lt;br /&gt;When I couldn't even think of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not think of a single feature I liked,&lt;br /&gt;And I could feel my stomach slowly start to sink.&lt;br /&gt;So I turned to my friend and simply said,&lt;br /&gt;"Well what do you think?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think you're looking at it all wrong," she said,&lt;br /&gt;"And I wish I could make it clearer.&lt;br /&gt;It's what's inside you that makes you beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;And not what can be seen in the mirror."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "You're the most loving person I know,&lt;br /&gt;And I hate to watch you fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know what makes you beautiful to me,&lt;br /&gt;Your best feature is your heart."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-5632902903192039207?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5632902903192039207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/seize-day-past-tense.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5632902903192039207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5632902903192039207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/seize-day-past-tense.html' title='Seize the Day : Past Tense'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4204760087856881503</id><published>2009-01-30T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:49:27.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hear, here</title><content type='html'>This song was finally finalized by me around December 08' (sekali dengan lagu Maybe Someday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puas hati aku dapat siapkan lirik ni. This was actually can be referred to Yui -  Feel My Soul.&lt;br /&gt;Ini bukan translation or what, just a mere remake of the song, in my own way, my own style and my own word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, listening to Yui - Feel My Soul sebelum baca lirik ni akan membantu anda untuk menangkap melody sebenar lagu ni (Hear, here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the song; Hear, here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Verse 1)&lt;br /&gt;i really hoped we can become as one&lt;br /&gt;did that something we trying so hard to be&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt u even care?&lt;br /&gt;would u hear me out?&lt;br /&gt;i was so wrong with you&lt;br /&gt;i guess im better off alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things didnt always go the way we want&lt;br /&gt;you keep hurting yourself when you're with me&lt;br /&gt;did you see the flare?&lt;br /&gt;didnt i ask you to get out?&lt;br /&gt;this is the end for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;i feel my soul&lt;br /&gt;take me away&lt;br /&gt;for you, i sacrifice everything&lt;br /&gt;would you, would you even care&lt;br /&gt;you know, you are my everything&lt;br /&gt;you bring me out from my cage and you wanted me to stay&lt;br /&gt;but do you ever give a fuck to the things i wanna say&lt;br /&gt;hear me out&lt;br /&gt;hear me out&lt;br /&gt;scared little boy&lt;br /&gt;hear, here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Verse 2)&lt;br /&gt;you turned out to be so lost and confused&lt;br /&gt;trying so hard to reach but there you flee&lt;br /&gt;tell me why i have to care?&lt;br /&gt;the promise, you, and me&lt;br /&gt;the next best thing is the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;i feel my soul&lt;br /&gt;take me away&lt;br /&gt;for you, i sacrifice everything&lt;br /&gt;would you, would you even care&lt;br /&gt;you know, you are my everything&lt;br /&gt;you bring me out from my cage and you wanted me to stay&lt;br /&gt;but do you ever give a damn to the things i wanna say&lt;br /&gt;hear me out&lt;br /&gt;hear me out&lt;br /&gt;would you hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;you said you got a wish, for fucking fuck sake, just say it&lt;br /&gt;being what i am, what makes you go cry, does that helps and good enough for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;i feel my soul&lt;br /&gt;take me away&lt;br /&gt;for you, i sacrifice everything&lt;br /&gt;would you, would you even care&lt;br /&gt;you know, you are my everything&lt;br /&gt;you bring me out from my cage and you wanted me to stay&lt;br /&gt;but do you ever give a damn to the things i wanna say&lt;br /&gt;hear me out&lt;br /&gt;hear me out&lt;br /&gt;would you hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truly love you, i know, but i cant let you stay&lt;br /&gt;if staying only cause you to suffer more pain&lt;br /&gt;hear me out&lt;br /&gt;hear me out&lt;br /&gt;would you hear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4204760087856881503?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4204760087856881503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/hear-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4204760087856881503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4204760087856881503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/hear-here.html' title='Hear, here'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4785589193858724235</id><published>2009-01-30T09:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:40:20.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm looking for someone...</title><content type='html'>Ni actual note yang Farhah tulis di Facebook dia. The original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking for someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whose voice is all I want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;whose voice is comforting and makes me feel special and safe.&lt;br /&gt;whose arms is where I want to be all the time.&lt;br /&gt;whose arms keeps me warm and safe.&lt;br /&gt;who listens to every word I say.&lt;br /&gt;who shows  caring every moment of the day.&lt;br /&gt;who makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside&lt;br /&gt;who makes me feel good about myself.&lt;br /&gt;who makes me laugh and smile.&lt;br /&gt;who makes me feel like I'm someone important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4785589193858724235?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4785589193858724235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-looking-for-someone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4785589193858724235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4785589193858724235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-looking-for-someone.html' title='I&apos;m looking for someone...'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4277219849704582152</id><published>2009-01-30T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:33:19.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe Someday</title><content type='html'>Copyrighted Farhah. She's the actual writer of the poem. Aku cuma ubah poem tu menjadi satu lirik lagu. Skang dalam proses merekod (melody saje..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas siap lagu ni, aku realized yang lagu2 yang aku tulis kebanyakannya untuk suara pempuan. Hadoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the song ; Maybe Someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;im looking for someone&lt;br /&gt;whose voice is all I wanna hear.&lt;br /&gt;im looking for someone&lt;br /&gt;who stays with me and not dissappear. &lt;br /&gt;im looking for someone&lt;br /&gt;who listens to words that I say.&lt;br /&gt;im looking for someone&lt;br /&gt;who stays with me till the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you want me&lt;br /&gt;you gotta show me&lt;br /&gt;what so good with being fair equality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you do want me&lt;br /&gt;you gotta tell me that you  &lt;br /&gt;can make me something you treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whose voice is all I wanna hear.&lt;br /&gt;whose arms would keeps me warm.&lt;br /&gt;whose voice is comforting&lt;br /&gt;and makes me feel special&lt;br /&gt;well maybe someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking for someone&lt;br /&gt;whose voice is all I wanna hear.&lt;br /&gt;im looking for someone&lt;br /&gt;who stays with me and not dissappear.&lt;br /&gt;im looking for someone&lt;br /&gt;who listens to words that I say.&lt;br /&gt;im looking for someone&lt;br /&gt;who stays with me till the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you do want me&lt;br /&gt;you gotta tell me that you  &lt;br /&gt;can make me something you treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooohhhh-ohhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whose voice is all I wanna hear.&lt;br /&gt;whose arms would keeps me warm.&lt;br /&gt;whose voice is comforting&lt;br /&gt;and makes me feel special&lt;br /&gt;well maybe someday&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-3457198394924192093</id><published>2009-01-30T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:31:50.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[CN] L2K current Line-ups</title><content type='html'>Shadow (captain)&lt;br /&gt;Borat (co-captain)&lt;br /&gt;Nova&lt;br /&gt;Batthosai&lt;br /&gt;Lolwhat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sub;&lt;br /&gt;Evo&lt;br /&gt;Suicide (S2K)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote: I'm expecting a major changes in the rooster will occurs soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-3457198394924192093?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-8641977859296422797</id><published>2009-01-30T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:24:30.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many evidance leads to only one conclusion.</title><content type='html'>The scrim last night ended with 0-2 (CN v XEF.NaaBs) The maps was Backlot and District. I take it as a best-of-2 match although we also playing Strike, Crash and Vacant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something really fishy is going on during the match. REALLY FISHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off. 3 (THREE!) of the XEF.NaaBs guys were substituted by 3 Onova squad (formerly known as Ponys and Unicorns a.k.a. PnU) The sub was Nih and Lizra (and another I dont know his name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imo, the match was generally fighting against Onv, seeing majority of the team is now Onv guys, which ultimately defeat the purpose of the scrim. We were planning to learn the XEF.NaaBs tactics and analyze it for the coming Asian CoD4 League. But meh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, one of the XEF guys told me not to update the Punkbuster (PB). FYI PB was developed by the EA games to protect their online games from any sort of hacks and cheats. Updating PB was never a real matter, so why make it a big deal? Even underdogs like us [CN] got an updated PB save file that can be use to replace the default PB folder in any CC for any scrim purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do have their own reasons though. But I'm not a half-brain gamer. I still thinks that it is fucking ridiculous to not to update PB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, the match was a real nightmare for us [CN] and easy pie for them XEF. We were getting pawned real hard on every map, their snipers even get 20 kill streak! (wow you really are something dude, even Stevy of Tek9 can't pull that off in a real LIVE scrim) Their shots was 80% accurate most of the time, they know exact location every and each of us, their wallbang was damn nearly kill every each of us, their snipers got two headshot with Desert Eagle in a fucking far distance (@Strike) and one of their guys can even do a 180 degree shot a couple of times .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not fishy enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a time when one of the opposition succesfully killed our teammates in Backlot with a AK74u, the bullets PENETRATED 3 walls (THREE, FUCKING THREE WALLS, and with an AK74u!) The scene happened at the 1st Gunner Building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The scene will be further analyze by us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 proofs from Nova (our rusher/flanker/ninja).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He was viewing the Killcam of their sniper during playing at Killhouse (acara panaskan badan) and he noticed something really weird when he looked at the sniper's crosshair and how it moves to the target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He got wallbanged while he was crossing the Market @ District. The unknown gunner is rumoured banging him from the Hotel area, which, his bullets succesfully penetrated 2-3 layers of walls, thus killing Nova in the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no demos, but investigation will go on testing whether the shots is possible from such distant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proof by me (sniper). I was sniped by their sniper (@vacant) and I died in the Fridge area (before entering the inner Hangar whereas the Bombsite is located). In split second  (when the ragdoll cinematic takes effect after a person died) I saw the sniper's bullet was traveling at the left of my screen. Meaning that it was a miss-sniped, but I died. DIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(there was no record a.k.a. demo because all the PC got restarted, demos were wiped, so&lt;br /&gt;investigation is no-go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proof by Borat (our Bomb carrier/radar) that he was wallbanged by a shotgun user when he was inside the Inner Hangar, twice, which gives him the 50%-life-left screen effect. The shotgunner was outside (Outer Hangar) and he knows the exact location where Borat was hiding.&lt;br /&gt;(let alone the fact shotguns can penetrate walls?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no demos, but investigation will go on testing whether shotguns can penetrated the exact same wall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its up to you guys to conclude on what is happening during the match. The team will further investigate on this matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-8641977859296422797?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/8641977859296422797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/too-many-evidance-leads-to-only-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8641977859296422797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/8641977859296422797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/too-many-evidance-leads-to-only-one.html' title='Too many evidance leads to only one conclusion.'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-6987118166092245351</id><published>2009-01-29T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T02:20:29.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACC Team Roosters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 191, 191);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bf.Nut]&lt;br /&gt;-Gen3sis[C], Soldier, Soldat, Aki|ice, Loper, Shox, BrokenDown, birDy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 191);"&gt;[CERT]&lt;br /&gt;-YingYang[C], Lambofu, TigerYu, GGC, Jun, Donkey, DryIc3, D.K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 191, 0);"&gt;[CN]&lt;br /&gt;-Shadow[C], Lolwhat, Borat, Battousai, Nova, Evo, Swastika, Nazz, Suicide, Jin Kudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 191, 191);"&gt;[FFF]&lt;br /&gt;-ZaQue[C], Crooel, 10, Rascal, D'Hell, Imslained, Draykonis, Ubi, Chip, Akem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 255);"&gt;Ft5&lt;br /&gt;-HG99[C], SteeL, Kush, Sam, Infamouse, Sn!per, Prateek, Gunnu, Neoron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 0, 64);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RnF&lt;br /&gt;-Rie[C], Goofy, Enzo, Mello, Monk3y, Ninja, Konchy, Zeddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWL&lt;br /&gt;-Grr[C], Pr8sh, Astro, Flaver!, Aeon, Mr.Squirtle, ZoK, WraitH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 255, 64);"&gt;ESP.Gaming&lt;br /&gt;-Quack[C], Ho|yboy, Mr.Pikachu, Nobie, D3ath, SuSu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;{Bf.Nub}&lt;br /&gt;-Bt![C], Wombat, Lamma, Nelf, Sapiyo, QuadrantNoob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 191);"&gt;eG&lt;br /&gt;-Lucky![C], No0obstah!, Dec3iver!, kBdCat!, Lirzdaf, ZmirBurger!, Gustalov!, Zy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 64, 0);"&gt;Coop&lt;br /&gt;-bb[C], Cerberus, Lolypop, Envy, Luvfria, Sirait, Shark, Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 64, 191);"&gt;Aztig Allies&lt;br /&gt;-Coldsnap[C], IrGhost, Jay-Jay-, Nave, Jeypac, Roms, Ivan, Mourice, Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 191, 0);"&gt;fTe&lt;br /&gt;-Snakeeater[C], @$$M@N, Nitari, $!tt1nDucK, ConGrUenCy, MoNsTA, TeRmiNaToR, ChAinSaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;[JEDI] DonkeyPunch&lt;br /&gt;-aBc[C], Utah, Dle, Musa, Pixy, Ez, Astralkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 128);"&gt;[JEDI] Mamba&lt;br /&gt;-DA[C], MiSay, Bravo, Orion041, Grarr, eCon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 64);"&gt;eMpNexT&lt;br /&gt;-eLmo[C], TeaRs, gLyaw, Lavigne, 8-Bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 191, 128);"&gt;CEBU-X&lt;br /&gt;-Psychedelic[C], kiMMy, Plankton, Alpha_unit, Machinist7, eLLoK, n0s, prakx, redfoxSAM, Alastor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;Mineski.Redstorm&lt;br /&gt;-EGGTART[C], Tempy, Lon3Wvlf, Spanky, Stingray, Gyoza, Puff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 128, 64);"&gt;Ux2 Team No One&lt;br /&gt;-KingKretos[C], H4RD, DiQis, Kc.28, SABRAC, Riceboii, Blindgirl, b00meR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;XEF.NaaBs!&lt;br /&gt;-aKa[C], NiGHt, RoJaK, Ky, CHi, ReNyAr, syNc, MotoKeN, VaSsili, si|ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 64, 64);"&gt;CEBU&lt;br /&gt;-zAchKillz[C], EroSennin, Schizo, dZeuK, Perennial, Bloodsh0t, Klavier, andas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 191, 128);"&gt;TFK&lt;br /&gt;-Techsonix[C], Dennis, Vin, Alex, eJohn, Binoy, Charly, Reich, Ren, Adrian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 255);"&gt;N|X&lt;br /&gt;-Pshyco[C], Gangster, Theone, Himself, Souley, Nivla, T-Rex, Dye, Majorawsome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;FnF&lt;br /&gt;- HaLiMau[C], Pro, Dagz, Brisk, Mojojojo, K, DeNz, Mr.Pain, Hitman, GoB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 191, 64);"&gt;-aa-&lt;br /&gt;-OhNow3P[C], Specter, hEnx, Noobzor, 360, doniii, Dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 64);"&gt;[CERT-K]&lt;br /&gt;-EmoKid[C], TermorS, ViKings, meRce, *Russell*, Nigel, fleXor, Thanatoszz, Teono2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 255, 0);"&gt;TeamPerks&lt;br /&gt;-ShafroX[C], DirkBlack, Titan, Toxin, Madhatter, Pirate, Psycho, KryceK, Crusader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(191, 0, 0);"&gt;Ux2 Unamed United&lt;br /&gt;-Nonem. BangBangis, Dyurdz, LinKstatic, Jormungand, Champy, KayLa, Dthre3, Deadrabbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 191);"&gt;LoveMachine &lt;3M&lt;br /&gt;-no21[C], Coleseus, Kisses, dwcw, shinn, Reconkid, mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IGC&lt;br /&gt;-Deltaforce[C], K-ous, Blackcat, JackSparrow, Boyondope, Mindfreak, Shocker, Oceans12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-6987118166092245351?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/6987118166092245351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/acc-team-roosters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6987118166092245351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/6987118166092245351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/acc-team-roosters.html' title='ACC Team Roosters'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-5744529107439655831</id><published>2009-01-29T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T02:22:30.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team list registered for the Asian Call of Duty 4 Championship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 128, 0);"&gt;1. [Bf.Nut]&lt;br /&gt;2. [CERT]&lt;br /&gt;3. [CN] &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;- us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. [FFF]&lt;br /&gt;5. Ft5&lt;br /&gt;6. RnF&lt;br /&gt;7. SWL&lt;br /&gt;8. ESP.Gaming&lt;br /&gt;9. {Bf.Nub}&lt;br /&gt;10. eG&lt;br /&gt;11. Coop&lt;br /&gt;12. Aztig Allies&lt;br /&gt;13. fTe&lt;br /&gt;14. [JEDI] DonkeyPunch&lt;br /&gt;15. [JEDI] Mamba&lt;br /&gt;16. eMpNexT&lt;br /&gt;17. CEBU-X&lt;br /&gt;18. Mineski.Redstorm&lt;br /&gt;19. Ux2 Team No One&lt;br /&gt;20. XEF.NaaBs!&lt;br /&gt;21. CEBU&lt;br /&gt;22. TFK&lt;br /&gt;23. N|X&lt;br /&gt;24. FnF&lt;br /&gt;25. -aa-&lt;br /&gt;26. [CERT-K]&lt;br /&gt;27. TeamPerks&lt;br /&gt;28. Ux2 Unamed United&lt;br /&gt;29. LoveMachine &lt;3m&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Country List:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-[JEDI] Mamba&lt;br /&gt;-[JEDI] DonkeyPunch&lt;br /&gt;-[Bf.Nut]&lt;br /&gt;-{Bf.Nub}&lt;br /&gt;-LoveMachine &lt;3m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;-[CERT] Team 1&lt;br /&gt;-[CN]&lt;br /&gt;-[FFF]&lt;br /&gt;-RnF&lt;br /&gt;-SWL&lt;br /&gt;-ESP.Gaming&lt;br /&gt;-eG&lt;br /&gt;-XEF.NaaBs!&lt;br /&gt;-N|X&lt;br /&gt;-[CERT-K]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Phillipines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-Aztig Allies&lt;br /&gt;-CEBU-X&lt;br /&gt;-Mineski.Redstorm&lt;br /&gt;-Ux2 Team No One&lt;br /&gt;-CEBU&lt;br /&gt;-TFK&lt;br /&gt;-Ux2 Unamed United&lt;br /&gt;-FnF&lt;br /&gt;-aa-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 191, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 191, 0);"&gt;-FT5&lt;br /&gt;-FTe&lt;br /&gt;-IGC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 128, 255);"&gt;Sri Lanka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(64, 128, 255);"&gt;-TeamPerks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 191);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 191);"&gt;-Coop&lt;br /&gt;-eMpNexT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Link : http://pxgl.org/forums/viewtopic.php?f=18&amp;amp;t=25&amp;amp;sid=36a1f8e13519a23c819c943f7fef82ab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-5744529107439655831?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5744529107439655831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/team-list-registered-for-asian-call-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5744529107439655831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5744529107439655831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/team-list-registered-for-asian-call-of.html' title='Team list registered for the Asian Call of Duty 4 Championship'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-2287341185779244073</id><published>2009-01-29T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:13:52.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[CN] vs XEF.NaaBs!</title><content type='html'>Today at 8pm at Sunway Rock Cafe. A LAN scrim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mod is Promod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result will be posted later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-2287341185779244073?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/2287341185779244073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/cn-vs-xefnaabs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/2287341185779244073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/2287341185779244073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/cn-vs-xefnaabs.html' title='[CN] vs XEF.NaaBs!'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-4493161917296561286</id><published>2009-01-29T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:10:42.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As i started to Henshin! late, I will only post the link for the past results of our Scrims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://forum.lowyat.net/topic/885040&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the Spoiler at the 1st post to view the results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-4493161917296561286?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/4493161917296561286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-i-started-to-henshin-late-i-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4493161917296561286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/4493161917296561286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-i-started-to-henshin-late-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-7185622850987724393</id><published>2009-01-29T01:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:08:28.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrim*</title><content type='html'>Just another word for -&gt; War.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-7185622850987724393?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/7185622850987724393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/scrim_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/7185622850987724393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/7185622850987724393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/scrim_29.html' title='Scrim*'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-5957012047853493725</id><published>2009-01-29T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:05:47.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creation of Succession of [CN]</title><content type='html'>After a couple of month (after Raya, ofc) The X still leading the Cyphernet COD4 teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, some of us started to play casually and also disappear. I started back as a lone sniper, playing casually for the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too my surprise, Evo, had formed a 5 man team to start a seriously-serious play. The line-ups were;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Shadow&lt;br /&gt;● Evo&lt;br /&gt;● Borat&lt;br /&gt;● Ah Kong&lt;br /&gt;● Batthosai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just great. A team full of hungry canines. Killers. RUSHERs. We're so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started a series of pawnage at Cyphernet. Team X got beaten. Bad. Haha. And so i surrender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happens that Evo (is actually the tokey of the CC) asks us, to create a more proper team to get our butt in the real battle. Shadow picked me as he captain of the 3rd team, which later on I named my team as S2K (Shoot to Kill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team line-ups were;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Me (started using a new nickname, Lolwhat)&lt;br /&gt;● Suicide&lt;br /&gt;● Swastika&lt;br /&gt;● Killme&lt;br /&gt;● Yakuza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then S2K had a major problem. To Commit and to Command. Most of my teammated have their commitment putted on something else. Work, GFs and shits. I was fucked up, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to join Evo's team, L2K (License to Kill), un-official-ly. I attend their meetings, eavesdropping their strategies against other teams and so on. I followed their Scrim* against other teams, outside Cyphernets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late December 2008, in a meeting, Evo told me to take his place as the team's sniper. To him it was a better idea, seeing I started as a sniper anyways (- for him 'cause he was a SMG user back then, so to train sniper-ing would take sometime to be on par with my current level)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, here I am, until now, as a L2K (renamed Learning to Kill by me, for more noob-ish theme)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-5957012047853493725?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5957012047853493725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/creation-of-succession-of-cn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5957012047853493725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5957012047853493725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/creation-of-succession-of-cn.html' title='Creation of Succession of [CN]'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-5297062287553029533</id><published>2009-01-29T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:45:52.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cyphernets</title><content type='html'>I came in late, after my practical training, to Shah Alam. I realized that a new reign of a new game just started. The Call of Duty (4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my gaming friends I knew switched to play this game, instead playing CS or RA:3. Seeing that it's also a FPS, why not i give it a shot? and so, the addictive and sacrifices begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started playing at a local Cybercafe, the Cyphernet. Most of my friends go there to feed their killing hunger. I started joining them on local servers, killing, and build up exp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started with the nick;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Urmom&lt;br /&gt;● Pikachew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, tak boleh blah, i started from a complete Noob, a Zero, into a Hero (perasan kejap, terima kasih) I played a couple of classes, starting from the Spec-OPS to Heavy Gunners. Finally after a week of playing, i found the right class for me. The Sniper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Based on my 4 years of competitive gaming experience);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to play the support role for the team. Any team. Any game. I know I'm no killer, so being a support might as well to do the job to help killers to get their kill w/o fuss. During my DotA reign, i was a support killer, mainly play the INT (intelligence) class. My favourite frag partner during our time is Qayyum (an all-rounder player). We starting pawn noobs at Puncak Perdana and after a year (i think) we started to play seriously as a 2-man team, and we started to join the frontlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about DotA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a lone sniper, I quickly build up my 1337 skills of pewpew. A lone sniper I am, not for long. I joined my friends as their sniper in the team. The team was;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Shadow&lt;br /&gt;● Yakuza&lt;br /&gt;● Suicide&lt;br /&gt;● Swastika&lt;br /&gt;● Frakk-o-matic&lt;br /&gt;● Killme&lt;br /&gt;● Expectorant&lt;br /&gt;● Jon&lt;br /&gt;● Urmom@pika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on we emerged as the leading team in the Cyphernet. Most of the guys there got pissed off  and started to form a proper team to fight against us (good for them) but still, our chain of winning never breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opposition (sorry if i left out anyone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;● Evo&lt;br /&gt;● Borat&lt;br /&gt;● Ah Kong&lt;br /&gt;● Batthosai&lt;br /&gt;● ©&lt;br /&gt;● Batu&lt;br /&gt;● Marembang&lt;br /&gt;● Fck&lt;br /&gt;● Ah Hock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were more but I can't recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing they started forming, we picking up a new tag for the team. Team X. The line-ups are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X1&lt;br /&gt;X2&lt;br /&gt;X3&lt;br /&gt;X4&lt;br /&gt;X5&lt;br /&gt;X6&lt;br /&gt;X7&lt;br /&gt;X8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the real battle begins....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-5297062287553029533?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/5297062287553029533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/cyphernets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5297062287553029533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/5297062287553029533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/cyphernets.html' title='The Cyphernets'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1858148640562796240.post-3631207775994723063</id><published>2009-01-29T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:21:54.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rupture 01 : The Prophecy</title><content type='html'>On this 'other side' of the world, i will mainly story about my other half, the Henshin, who is a nerd, game-addicted, Benevolent and self pro-claimed dissasterifically romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feelings of his past and present and those never-ever would know secrets about Hafiz will be unveiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUFHS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all seriousness, im just bored. thats all. thus, henshin! is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome, and have fun reading my craps. hope in some way, someday, it'll inspires you somethings. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1858148640562796240-3631207775994723063?l=awerckshe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/feeds/3631207775994723063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/rupture-01-prophecy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/3631207775994723063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1858148640562796240/posts/default/3631207775994723063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://awerckshe.blogspot.com/2009/01/rupture-01-prophecy.html' title='Rupture 01 : The Prophecy'/><author><name>.</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
