<?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-1470732535140452852</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:21:08.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fadluddin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-5647395546691878713</id><published>2009-12-22T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T01:09:37.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take a gun and point towards my heart.</title><content type='html'>IM JUST TO COWARD TO REVEAL THE TRUTH!! SHOULD I OR SHOULD'NT I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i think of it, im scared shitless and scared that it will ruin everything we build. sometimes, its just best to stay that way and never say anything. when the thing is spilled, it will seriously change everything. even talking after that seems weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its best to keep it to myself and others rather than to spoil what we have now, as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving me to insanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-5647395546691878713?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5647395546691878713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/take-gun-and-point-towards-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5647395546691878713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5647395546691878713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/take-gun-and-point-towards-my-heart.html' title='take a gun and point towards my heart.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-1943760518305166337</id><published>2009-12-19T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:44:28.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one hell of a week.</title><content type='html'>OK..monday nth tuesday nth. wednesday to friday happening!. got chalet uh. lol. i was crowned the champion for waking up the longest. lol. i think at those 3 days i slept only arnd 9 hrs? funn uh the chalet.. got ups and downs. but overall uh, ok uh.. didnt get to see anything at red house..they all like at there there..then i was like rotating everywhere and goin everywhere..still no. sad laaa..but fun uh. lol. got ppl cry got ppl crazy.all sorts of ppl got. hahahhaha..then friday i went back home..stuck outside bcause got no key. WTFUXXXXXXXX! suppose to take my results but then i cannot get my uniform..sit outside of the house for freaking 4 hrs and made up my mind to just go to school. i was like punkrocking with my "havent slept for 3 days" face. took my results without any problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY I PASS. lol. ornot it will be hell for the rest of my life. lololololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the people who passed, gratz and see ur face next year bitches and pricks.&lt;br /&gt;for those who failed, take this as a fall in ur life and stand back up and try harder. im sure u will succeed no matter wat. if ur willing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all..good riddance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: its just too ugly to reveal the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-1943760518305166337?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1943760518305166337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-hell-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1943760518305166337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1943760518305166337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-hell-of-week.html' title='one hell of a week.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-8509643566792155645</id><published>2009-12-11T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T18:10:58.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yea shitfaces.</title><content type='html'>Nice legs daisy dukes making mee go *whistle*. lol. hahahaha.. im currently fucked up and im insane. im suppose to be in a clan match and i dunno the password. hahaha i sound like a major geek or nerds. nehmind, being a nerd is fun!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo, currently making a choice..I GONNA QUIT SMOKING YEA! i will do anything for wat its worth! even stupid things! fuck yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-8509643566792155645?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8509643566792155645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/yea-shitfaces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/8509643566792155645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/8509643566792155645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/yea-shitfaces.html' title='yea shitfaces.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-3242125650491018246</id><published>2009-11-30T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:48:43.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the end, the loser gets credits.</title><content type='html'>hmmmmm so wassupp fags and bitches. kidding. soooo, i went to play futsal today. i suck at soccer already. hahahahaaha. only scored once. sad mannnn! overall, it was effing cool and fun-tastic! after that when lot 1 and eat this "Bi Mian" i think? when back home and shit. i tell you, its like eating a noodle with a "longkang water" soup. kanina! currently listen to shit music and at night........COUNTER STRIKE LAAAAAAAAA! kk.. im done. wat a short post. so lame somemore. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"because maybe, your gonna be the one that saves me. and afterall, your my wonderwall"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-3242125650491018246?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3242125650491018246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-end-loser-gets-credits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3242125650491018246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3242125650491018246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-end-loser-gets-credits.html' title='in the end, the loser gets credits.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-1993744254140988255</id><published>2009-11-23T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:29:16.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what? im wearing boxers.</title><content type='html'>OK soooooo, hi people. Today was a freaking UNLUCKY DAY! serious shit.. the story goes like this. i woke up around 5.30 and washed up and ate my breakfast. went out, took train. i messaged my friend on the train, then i realized that i missed a station. lucky the station i alight got 190. like that nevermind. alighted  and i almost lost my way walking. the place is a st. margaret and i got no idea where it is. lucky got sign. while walking suddenly it rains. FUCK! i reached the school and when i got to the gate, the uncle said "got to the gate behind, this gate no key". i was like OMG? he ask me to turn, i turn and walk to this alley. fuckk, walk walk walk then dead end. SHIT! walk back. while walking i keep cursing and biting my hankerchief like a mad man. got to the place and do my work. i met this cool guy called shahrin. lucky got him ornot i will die of boredom. we talked cock, laugh and tell each others stupid stories. LOL. it was fun man. hes so cool. then after work met akif and shakir and when for lunch. eat eat eat and then went back home. otw home, on bus, i looked at akif and said FUCK!!! he asked me why. i waited like 1 min to answer him. this is because i saw my EX and she was goin up the bus. -.-" i tried to act cool and looked away from her. i miss her.. but then whats past is past. :'( hahahaha. when back home and slept. this day is so uncool. -.-"  hope tommorow will be a better day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright people, good riddance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-1993744254140988255?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1993744254140988255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/guess-what-im-wearing-boxers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1993744254140988255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1993744254140988255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/guess-what-im-wearing-boxers.html' title='Guess what? im wearing boxers.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-3031154535662007023</id><published>2009-11-21T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:23:32.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANN TSENG JINHUA! 16! 20 September 1993!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy girl which i knew for almost 10 years! been chatting with her the whole day. i thought of playing CS but i decided to chat with her, so jinhua u better appreciate me uh!!! hahaha ok back to her. (: our friendship is funny, we keep suddenly never contact, then contact. lol.hahahha, shes kind, soft hearted and very kind! -.-" hahhahaha. she always call me smelly pig. argggghhhhh! but then i call her bitch! so we fair! i like her! shes cool! evil but somehow COOL! hahaaha.. im looking forward for the next chalet jh! i will go missing again and make u find me! hahahaahaa. hope we still contact each other forever!! :D , :) , XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-3031154535662007023?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3031154535662007023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3031154535662007023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3031154535662007023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/cool.html' title='cool!'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-8935786058153571506</id><published>2009-11-18T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:47:32.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back.</title><content type='html'>alright. its been awhile since i blogged. so i'll you all whats been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo, i got a job, as a health screener. decent pay 6 per hour. quite a easy and relaxing job. can see hot girls. hahaha. hmmmmmm, somemore i played soccer against my bro team, got a draw. (he issisted his team won. NO SHAME!). hanged around, go window shopping and somemore laa.&lt;br /&gt;the latest one is the class chalet. all i can say that it was effing cool. hahaha. woke up in the morning, relax awhile. wait till nobody at home then on the laptop. played CS until i realised im late. LOL. then i decided i dun wan to take the taxi as i dun wanna short out my money easily. lol. bus there and i miss a stop. taxi to costa sand at pasir ris because its raining. -.-". met them at lobby. checked in and prepared everything. then we went wild wild wet and tried all the games. then went to lazy pool and scrape my chin. hahaha. came back around 6. relax until 9 when i really get bored. walked around the beach and sit around until 10.30pm. then went back and everybody ask wat happenned to me. LOL. then they say jinhua was looking for me. omg shes so stupid but atleast i know she care for me. thanks :) then talk cock till 2am and went to haunted walk. i dun want to talk more about this. thentalk cock somemore until me and rayyan played many childish game and hes a loser. hahaha. then when to see sunset and eat breakfast at mac. then checked out and went to lan shop to play CS LIKE FINALLY. bus home and sent jinhua home. i wanted to send her until her lift but she dont want. stupid uh? lol. went back home then i realised i have no key. when to sister workplace and home to sleep until next morning. ahahahaha. ok thats all. bye bitches and sickos. good riddance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-8935786058153571506?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8935786058153571506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/8935786058153571506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/8935786058153571506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back.html' title='Im back.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-577037342653174913</id><published>2009-09-01T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T02:43:09.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something borrowed, something blue.</title><content type='html'>eh fuckalipop. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like saying this points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;go suck bricks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;your mom's a whore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go jackoff an elephant&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take a dump fucker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bitch asses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;again and again and again and again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hate you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no no no nooo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;im aggressive, so's your daddy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;u are an asswipe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;u suck-up bastard&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;im in lalaland&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;im always having weird dreams.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you and ur sick fantasies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;imma go tututu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;naega michyeo-so&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;pheww. its offensive, so's the world. the world is cruel, its not unfair. u just have to find a way to fuck it and gege gaga gugu. i need my luck and if you're reading this, i love you. LOL. im not emo, just demented. im talking alot cos its 2.45am. im ma go sleepsleppy. go luck kiss ass-er.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-577037342653174913?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/577037342653174913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/something-borrowed-something-blue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/577037342653174913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/577037342653174913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/something-borrowed-something-blue.html' title='something borrowed, something blue.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-1431552425233975930</id><published>2009-08-24T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:34:08.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my butt cramps.</title><content type='html'>woooohooooo! today is a best day for me. i pass my prelims (although some of the papers havent get back) but i did very well. and frankly speaking, i didnt study one shit. im not being boastful or anything and i cant tell a lie cos im fasting. hahahaha.  here are the marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maths paper 1&lt;/strong&gt; - 48/80   hope paper 2 i didnt done badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;english paper 2&lt;/strong&gt;- 51/80   HIGHEST SIAAA!!! among 2 class only la. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mother tongue paper 2&lt;/strong&gt; - 38/60  hmmm acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chemistry&lt;/strong&gt; - 40.5/50 OMG!! i was so weak in this subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Combined humans&lt;/strong&gt;  - 60/100  that is like so alot. i usually get borderlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funny thing is, if i study, i fail, if i never study i pass. so weird siaaaa. nvm, i did my best and had faith in myself. IM SO EFFING HAPPYY!!! alright peeps. good day and good riddance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-1431552425233975930?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1431552425233975930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-butt-cramps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1431552425233975930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1431552425233975930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-butt-cramps.html' title='my butt cramps.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-3963633526034628451</id><published>2009-08-08T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:18:15.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mohammad Fadluddin Bin Mohd Yousiff</title><content type='html'>suuupppppppp! sooooo hi. shit im bored. UH! i remember! wanna know something. i just got a fucking weird dream and it really creeps me out. shit! i dreamt i was fucking a fucking rat. YUCKS! i didnt know wtf was with me and then im suddenly at school, with my friends scolding me in korean. WTF?! what a weird things to dream. (and i not that pathetic to fuck a ratass and not so pervertic.) this is shiitting mee.. let's drop this. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo, DNT deadline tuesday, i almost done and i happy. after i finished it, im gonna work on my maths until its perfectly PERFECT. im gonna prioritize on that. ofcourse im still gonna fool around but i need to control myself. hahahah, many teacher asking me to do that. but im too active and my tank of joy is always FULL! so gonna let it leak out bit by bits. hahahha, how lame. -.-" sooooooooooo, after maathhs combine humanitiesss uh aper lagii.&lt;br /&gt;bye bitches and hoes. hahahah just kidding.  good riddance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-3963633526034628451?l=fadluddin-lifestory.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-1470732535140452852.post-8733682934571649568</id><published>2009-07-31T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T22:15:44.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF BITCH!</title><content type='html'>hahahahahha. fuck, so long i never post uh? maybe gt lots of shit to do. and plus! im lazy. -.-''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these pass few days uh.. hmmmmm, UH! mother tongue oral fucked up like mad. stupid examiner. she kept asking the exact question i answer. my legs shake until like siao siaa. tahan only. feel like want to throw the table at her face but then, for n level sake, blahblahblah. also, next week must pass up the stupid dnt nxt week. so packed siaa. prelim next week, i slack like nobodys buisness. funfair siaaa. hahahaha. all so negative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, this past few days i've been optimistic. damn shiok. like everytime someone took advantage of me, or something bad happened to me, i sigh, then say "NEVERMIND." hmmm, cool sia. but the bad thing of this shit is you will become more lazier. but then, i feel so chilled doing that. hahahaha. also, (i keep saying also. like boring uh?) hmmmm, another thing is, i becoming much more crazier and more aggressive. i kept beating my friends. hhahahaha. maybe the anxiety is making me do this. hahahaha. soo supppp and good riddance shitface cockmaster!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-8733682934571649568?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8733682934571649568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/tgif-bitch_31.html#comment-form' title='0 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL6obf_qOI/AAAAAAAAAII/A32tvAC1CCE/s1600-h/n1834528392_4897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364625678635346146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL6obf_qOI/AAAAAAAAAII/A32tvAC1CCE/s320/n1834528392_4897.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so blur. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL6oJkKC8I/AAAAAAAAAIA/buRb1NZjAcc/s1600-h/6215_105959599564_766194564_2109112_7820388_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364625673820965826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL6oJkKC8I/AAAAAAAAAIA/buRb1NZjAcc/s320/6215_105959599564_766194564_2109112_7820388_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the concentration and focus in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364625667329729714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL6nxYhpLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rC4QgcE3160/s320/5488_1179605685285_1082446948_541608_4166390_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;presenting~ (from left) Fadzly Yousiff, Yenfi, Fadluddin Yousiff, Fyan.= COLORBLIND!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL6nsPUE4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Z4vPKEh2uv8/s1600-h/5488_1179423880740_1082446948_541079_8301347_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364625665948914562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL6nsPUE4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/Z4vPKEh2uv8/s320/5488_1179423880740_1082446948_541079_8301347_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL6nSwsrBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/oTmcgZiLA5Y/s1600-h/5488_1179423800738_1082446948_541077_2619628_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364625659109616658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL6nSwsrBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/oTmcgZiLA5Y/s320/5488_1179423800738_1082446948_541077_2619628_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ROCK ON!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364624814140721250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL52HAaiGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/yTr-jZASgoA/s320/5488_1179422000693_1082446948_541064_6238547_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL51pCZ0eI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZejQjCtQg28/s1600-h/LGIM0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364624806095999458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL51pCZ0eI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ZejQjCtQg28/s320/LGIM0173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SUP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL51c8ypvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/wDPvE0yB-og/s1600-h/LGIM0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364624802851235570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL51c8ypvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/wDPvE0yB-og/s320/LGIM0175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-7489659533675002621?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7489659533675002621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/290709-crawlspace-culture-x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7489659533675002621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7489659533675002621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/290709-crawlspace-culture-x.html' title='29/07/09 Crawlspace, Culture X'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SnL6obf_qOI/AAAAAAAAAII/A32tvAC1CCE/s72-c/n1834528392_4897.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-9119846048458930608</id><published>2009-07-23T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:37:24.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again &amp; again &amp; again &amp; again &amp; again &amp; again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN AND AGAIN-2PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0eb7HkRmJw4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0eb7HkRmJw4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;this song has been buzzing in my head and the dance step, TOTALLY AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-9119846048458930608?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9119846048458930608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/again-again-again-again-again-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/9119846048458930608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/9119846048458930608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/again-again-again-again-again-again.html' title='again &amp; again &amp; again &amp; again &amp; again &amp; again.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-8769132820678489709</id><published>2009-07-13T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:44:57.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;나가 하고 싶은 모두는 나의 n 수준 및 나의 o 수준을 나가 공예 학교에 있는 뜨거운 병아리를 찾아내서 좋다 그래야 통과하기 위한 것이다. 그것은 아주 어려운가?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hhahahahhahaahahahahhahahahahahahahahahhahah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-8769132820678489709?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8769132820678489709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/n-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/8769132820678489709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/8769132820678489709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/n-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-2201538482332438720</id><published>2009-07-11T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:30:44.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go and die.</title><content type='html'>im rather fucking moody right now. its all because im being mistreated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(이것을 밖으로 들으십시오. 당신의 친구에게 당신에게 말하는 것은, 갑자기 나의 친구는 말하고, 위로 닫았다. 나의 친구는 농담으로 그것을 가지고 갈지도 모르지만 저, 나는. 다만 조용히 있는 이렇게 나.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-2201538482332438720?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2201538482332438720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/go-and-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/2201538482332438720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/2201538482332438720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/go-and-die.html' title='go and die.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-82692483567731705</id><published>2009-07-07T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:11:55.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick.</title><content type='html'>fuccckkkk. my heads spinning, my throat is like fuck and im fucking restless.  yeahhh, i got fever. but, havent yet uh. theres still hope for a cure. -.-".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo, today, early morning late, then, got a blasting from nasem. fuck siaaa, i got go anyhow say i nvr go. naaabbeeehh. after that p.e then history then chemistry then dnt. sooo, after that got STAR. when to maths room and studied. then i feel kinda sick cos my head is spinning. i went home and had a good rest. woke up, voila, i got fever.  soo, good riddance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lazy talk more. -.-" .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-82692483567731705?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/82692483567731705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/82692483567731705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/82692483567731705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m sick.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-6050769695100944414</id><published>2009-07-06T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:32:36.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>soooo YEAAAHH. finally changed my blogskin. the old one seem too old. -.-''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooooooo, today wake up and got changed to school. i know today is youth day but damn dnt, no holiday for me. hmmmm, went to meet jinhua at lrt. (btw, shes always late.). nvm. then went pending met akif and walked to school. as i was taking my coursework, the stupid thing fell and it gave me a huge scratch. fuccckkkkkka. pain somemore. i stared at akif and then he stared me back. lol. then go and doo this do that. then after that go to coffeeshop with akif. ate and he got somewhere to go. so i went home and sleep. now, i wan sleep again. so, get out of this page.&lt;br /&gt;good riddance everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-6050769695100944414?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6050769695100944414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in a dilemma, i dunno which one to choose or to ignore. what has come over me i don't know. it all seems to fast in my mind and it slips by just as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; about to grab it. all i want is to be happy, nothing more, nothing else. if its all said and done, will i still feel the pain inside? its just so confusing. if i would rewind back my life, i would do whats &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;urggghhh&lt;/span&gt;. my head gonna explode. thoughts entering my head, reminders screaming to me and sorrows weakening me. what would be the thing to make this all away, is it laughter? or secluding yourself from others? it just ain't gonna work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; no time to brag and show no actions. its just plain stupid. if you cant do it, why bother talking about it. its just poisoning your mind with nonsense. to me, faith is the main thing that keeps me going on and on. never repeat my mistake, focusing on the main target and relieve stress if i gotta to. it all may seem so weird because i seldom act like this. but the truth is, you cant hide the pain you suffered. even suppressing it wont make a difference. it will all come flashback to your mind and and making you feel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;guilty&lt;/span&gt;. then, you wished you had a time machine, but that ain't gonna happen. sticking to reality sure sucks but it reveals truth. i just have one last thing to say..&lt;br /&gt;God, if you would just give me 1 wish, i swear that its going to be a meaningful one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-3222506843382814701?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3222506843382814701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/dilemma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3222506843382814701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3222506843382814701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/dilemma.html' title='dilemma'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-2275697192785682429</id><published>2009-07-01T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:44:17.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last words.</title><content type='html'>ok guys and babes and small children and idiotics bastard and retarted people and you. this blog is goin to be vegetable for awhile because im damn busy with my school stuff. yeah u noe as they say when n level is coming stress is increasing and working hard bla bla bla... u know. so i will post whenever im free or im got something stupid to tell you all. hahahahahahahaha. so go to other blogs and tag my shit if ur not happy. aite? sooooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all n level takers, work hard and you can strive no matter what you do. just have faith and take each mistake as a lesson, each failure as a challenge. alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good riddance and fuck off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-2275697192785682429?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2275697192785682429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/2275697192785682429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/2275697192785682429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-words.html' title='last words.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-8665633257042314552</id><published>2009-06-26T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:52:09.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm, wats a word to decribe bored?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3F4bTkpaqAk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3F4bTkpaqAk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;so sup, im bored. lets see an angels and airwaves video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found out that my facebook is deleted, now have to make new one. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;comeback-and atleast weird people dont disturb me. and since when the habit of disturbing people is contagious? weirdooo~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-8665633257042314552?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8665633257042314552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmmm-wats-word-to-decribe-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/8665633257042314552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/8665633257042314552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmmm-wats-word-to-decribe-bored.html' title='hmmm, wats a word to decribe bored?'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-3388385853575918970</id><published>2009-06-25T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:56:10.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gig.</title><content type='html'>hmmmm, yeah fuckers, oopppss? sorry. lol. sooo, i found out i will be perfoming on 18 july and i dun noe the time and place yet. its more like a gig. so, anyone interested? hehehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im watching a show called "front of the class". ouh fuck so damn sad. hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yawl, good riddance. hope you all live a blessful life. shitface. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-3388385853575918970?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3388385853575918970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/gig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3388385853575918970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3388385853575918970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/gig.html' title='gig.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-5725000734635012901</id><published>2009-06-25T15:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:19:35.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>koohyesun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SkMj98FlxsI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rzXm-UZFtBY/s1600-h/s1399691111_30076959_183209.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 90px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351160254079221410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SkMj5kCUvqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/peI8Z__1oWk/s320/s696183626_2169101_6725709.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 110px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351159050510460626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SkMizgZK5tI/AAAAAAAAAGA/CEh8UFlJsHU/s320/76720d1f5f0b2280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351160175390561474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SkMj0-5fFMI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WTPSc7OFjzE/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HERE IS KOO HYE SUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you peeps may wonder who she is or already know her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;god shes cute. lol. my girlfriend (dream on fucker.-.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too bad shes older than me. or else... lol &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/1470732535140452852-5725000734635012901?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SkMj5kCUvqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/peI8Z__1oWk/s72-c/s696183626_2169101_6725709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-7433333071448400179</id><published>2009-06-23T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:25:38.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mNKriwLAXHw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mNKriwLAXHw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;hahahaha! just found this out in the net. soo cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-7433333071448400179?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7433333071448400179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahahaha-just-found-this-out-in-net.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7433333071448400179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7433333071448400179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/hahahaha-just-found-this-out-in-net.html' title=''/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-6306525719905817550</id><published>2009-06-17T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:39:17.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome-ness.</title><content type='html'>hmmmmm, today was a fun day for me. hahahaha. i woke up around 8 and sit at my couch thinking whether to go for dnt ornot? in the end, i go back to my room and doze off again. lol. woke up around 12 due to my brother disturbing me( we poured perfumed powder all over me. -.-) and slack until 2. washed up and go out for jamming. hmmmm, i look pathetic with my bag and walking alone all the way to the bus stop. lol. reached around 4 and rocked around till 5.3o. played and found a new guitarist. lol. i didnt wanted my mum to know i went out so i brought along my pe shirt thinking she thought i went to school. lol. but then went go home via mrt, my name was called. and i saw my mum. LOL. i tried to avoid but then i took the opportunity to go out and eat. lol. went to lot 1 and had dinner. went home washed up and blah blah blah. soo guys.&lt;br /&gt;good riddance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was no photographer when we went jamming so no pictures and videos. sorry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you have the time of your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-6306525719905817550?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6306525719905817550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/awesome-ness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6306525719905817550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6306525719905817550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/awesome-ness.html' title='awesome-ness.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-2336455387656170205</id><published>2009-06-15T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:22:04.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored, fucked up.</title><content type='html'>hmmmm, im bored. got nothing to do. dun feel like sleeping. hungry. keep stoning around. lack of sleep. hungry, oppss, did i repeat that? too bad then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mCfZIqmmn1s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mCfZIqmmn1s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;did you know, that i love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-2336455387656170205?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2336455387656170205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmmmm-im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/2336455387656170205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/2336455387656170205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmmmm-im-bored.html' title='bored, fucked up.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-1598360114684038268</id><published>2009-06-12T16:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:37:29.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alskfnjvld.</title><content type='html'>hmmmmmm...now i siiting here nothing to do. hmmmm damn bored sia. no plans. hmmmm... i guess i say this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im the second most handsome guy in the world. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally HOPE proggam is finish. no more waking up early(which i didnt -.-) and forcing myself to go to school. phew. but then, got dnt. haizzzzz, today i thought i wan go, then workshop closed. how great is that. they say finish by today then didnt open the damn shop. sooo, monday oso must go school. waste my time only. bitchass. i got nothing more in my mind. so. good riddance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-1598360114684038268?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1598360114684038268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/alskfnjvld.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1598360114684038268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1598360114684038268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/alskfnjvld.html' title='alskfnjvld.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-2791394250695220719</id><published>2009-06-11T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:23:42.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SjEC3E1pwnI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2juhPKax7po/s1600-h/09-06-09_1454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346057377880326770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SjEC3E1pwnI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2juhPKax7po/s320/09-06-09_1454.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was bored. wat do u expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SjEC3JILQiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/EtueSQhL7Do/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346057379031761442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SjEC3JILQiI/AAAAAAAAAFo/EtueSQhL7Do/s320/DSC00006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha! got nothing better to do, urine at public. lol. hmmmmm, its been a very long day. wednesdat had the soccer match against praba's team. hmmmmm, we played good and manage to get 7-5.(we lost -.-) even with guest player we lost. i didnt play much as i was lazy and i volunteered to become the referee. hahahahaha, very fun sia become referee. but got 1 player like fuck sia. keep complain to me. then even clap infront of my face. cb, like want beat oni sia. lol. got a lot of fights sia. the fight not like primary school one you know, worse. hmmmm. then today, when for tutoring and mr gary lee tutor us. lol. didnt know he was a lot of fun. we keep cracking jokes and talk to him as if he like our fren. then chemistry, mr han tried to teach us but then he sit beside me. and fuck, he smells. hahahahahaha! cannot tahan sia. then after all the nonsense i went back home to eat, and go back school for dnt. i only did sanding becos my teacher is very busy. lol. played, act gay, disturbed people. hahahaha! quite fun uh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmmm, things been quite hectic. i got a lot of things to do. especially dnt, i want to redo the whole file as my idea change. damn, weathers been scrotching HOT and i been having lack of sleep. so tired sia. cannnottt ttttaaaaahhhhaaaannnn!! good riddance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-2791394250695220719?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SjEC3E1pwnI/AAAAAAAAAFw/2juhPKax7po/s72-c/09-06-09_1454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-6613968736948960333</id><published>2009-06-09T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:02:54.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the worlds on my shoulder.</title><content type='html'>hmmmmm..school sucks big time.(only the early part.) i woke up arnd 8 and noticed i was late. so i took my towel, stood still and wonder should i go to school? then i gave in and go instead. knowing i was late, i still slacked around and dressed up like nobodys buisness. went to school and i was stuck for the moment. didnt knew where to go. then i saw my frens. they were sitting with the tutor, and i tell you the tutor sucks &lt;strong&gt;BIG TIME! &lt;/strong&gt;he sit there and wait for us to ask the question. if we never talked to him, he will keep his mouth shut. we all planned to kick his ass after the whole progam ended.(which we didnt. -.-) hmmmm, then got maths. i did learn something and talked with my friend. sooo funny! we talked trash alot and laughed very loud. took the test and went for dnt. my dnt is pretty much screwed up and i decide to change the concept. hahhaha. all i did was walked around and disturb ppl. very fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, the way people behave to me is very different. maybe i did something wrong to them, maybe i didnt. it doesnt matter. if people want to talk to me, i will talk, if they dont, so be it. it doesnt kill to be nice and friendly. to me, if people talks to me nicely, i answer back nicely, if they joke around, i joke around too but if they are rude to me, i will be rude to them ten times. thats my theory. so, love me or hate me. good riddance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-6613968736948960333?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6613968736948960333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/worlds-on-my-shoulder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6613968736948960333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6613968736948960333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/worlds-on-my-shoulder.html' title='the worlds on my shoulder.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-4809013806358401743</id><published>2009-06-06T22:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:27:24.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And every time I try to pick it up&lt;br /&gt;its Like falling sand&lt;br /&gt;As fast as I pick it up It runs away through my clutching hands&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing else I can really do&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else I can really do at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-4809013806358401743?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4809013806358401743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4809013806358401743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4809013806358401743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing.html' title='nothing.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-4966267756922798832</id><published>2009-06-06T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:41:06.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retardation.</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm...alright my time to shine. today uhh, i got a msg from suhaimi asking want to hang out ornot. 1st i was not sure then i fuck care and go. settle everything in my house and go meet them at mac. then we went to ahmad's house and chill there. all i did was eat, talk crap, play guitar and mostly skate. its really fun to skate. like when ur skating u let all ur problems go and go really fast. but then, i fall down alot of times. :) now my butt hurts alot. then played table tennis awhile then went back home. saw transformers on tv and watched. bathed and now blogging. so nothing more to do. goood riddance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-4966267756922798832?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4966267756922798832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/retardation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4966267756922798832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4966267756922798832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/retardation.html' title='retardation.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-3621364013596975235</id><published>2009-06-05T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:27:17.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shitpisscuntcocksuckermotherfucker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK! I HATE IT WHEN I ASK NICELY THEN I GOT A RUDE REPLY. FUCKING CUNT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-3621364013596975235?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3621364013596975235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/shitpisscuntcocksuckermotherfucker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3621364013596975235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3621364013596975235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/shitpisscuntcocksuckermotherfucker.html' title='shitpisscuntcocksuckermotherfucker.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-6900472443449099307</id><published>2009-06-05T16:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:26:51.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>airwaves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SIRUzqHTNh8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SIRUzqHTNh8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is so cool. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAZI SUCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-6900472443449099307?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6900472443449099307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/airwaves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6900472443449099307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6900472443449099307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/airwaves.html' title='airwaves.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-2337937886202932123</id><published>2009-06-04T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:00:33.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOPE-less.</title><content type='html'>OMG? today was such a long day. had math HOPE remedial. i am now very irritated by my stupid school. they dunno how to wait. i late, oso wan call my parents. fucktards. go to the hall and took the math test. the HOPE program is so stupid. we everyday at hall take test never learn one shit. stupid school use stupid method. haiss.. then went for break, intented to run away to do dnt but then the teacher havent come yet. soo, i go back to class and got peer tutoring which is also bullshit. i sit there pretending to learn but cannot learn anything. then go to hall again to take test. are they trying to torture us or teach us? pathetic. then go do dnt. i realise my coursework is fucked up and went back home early. sit down with my blackasaurous friend(LOL) and talk and talk and talk. when back home and thats the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem is can i change? issit for the better or for the worse? hmmm, to me, i just still slacking around. omg? is there still time to slack around? and y am i asking alot of question? wtf? lol?. good ridance?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-2337937886202932123?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2337937886202932123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/hope-less.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/2337937886202932123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/2337937886202932123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/hope-less.html' title='HOPE-less.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-4359110616350006093</id><published>2009-06-02T17:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T18:11:23.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>payback time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since she blogged about how "wonderful" i am. its my turn. hahaha, pay back time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342670013049787458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SiT6Eff21EI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3A3ZcuNQyuw/s320/4172_85433148291_533188291_1849853_7236446_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shes the ODD one and doing the letter U or V? lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is Ann Tseng Jin Hua. The ant-sing-chin-woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the girl who is slow, always stoned and most of all BLURRR!.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've been friends like almost a decade? to tell you the truth, shes very evil, cruel and...if i say she sure nag at me one. lol. she keep staring at me in class and when i looked back, she gave me these "look" and smile to herself. crazy right? hmmm, but the good thing is shes a friendly, kind and a good friend. (she forced me to say this. lol). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally, she so lazy that she makes a pig look hardworking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-4359110616350006093?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4359110616350006093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/since-she-blogged-about-how-wonderful-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4359110616350006093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4359110616350006093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/since-she-blogged-about-how-wonderful-i.html' title='payback time.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SiT6Eff21EI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3A3ZcuNQyuw/s72-c/4172_85433148291_533188291_1849853_7236446_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-6241916930831480335</id><published>2009-06-01T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:38:11.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unleashed.</title><content type='html'>heeyy youu! yeah you reading my stinking blog! hmmmm, first of all i like to say hi. on saturday i went to my aunty's house for a function and also celebrate my cousins/aunty birthday. hmmm, quite fun uh. then i go inside my cousin room and sit there for almost the whole night. we played LEFT 4 DEAD. its a game about zombies and i keep shout and jump around. lol. sooo scaaarrry... then sunday nothing mucch. hmmm, today uhh. i guess its a boring day coz i got to go to school even though it was a holiday. we had HOPE-less programme and also got mother tongue remedial. on the history lesson, this girl at my class keep irritate me by saying me and this indian girl are having a relationship. she kept pestering me. so i looked at her and said "i know u like me, no need to hide ur feelings towards me." LOL. that was like so random. then i saw the looks on her face. PRICELESS. hahahaha. serve her right for irritating me. anyway that line was just a joke. hahhaaha. then got dnt. haiiizzz, i realised after sanding my product for 2 hrs the measurement was wrong. i was likee WTF? i tried to put it together and it doesn't match. so i when to see my teacher and he said he will cut it up for me again. i sighed of relief. hahaha. then my fren asked me to go his house and play PS3 but i dun wan. go home more better. LOL. ok i guess thats the end of today. good riddance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-6241916930831480335?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6241916930831480335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/unleashed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6241916930831480335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6241916930831480335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/unleashed.html' title='unleashed.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-4938704201316944479</id><published>2009-05-29T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:26:28.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its time.</title><content type='html'>hmmmmm, i just got nagged from my parents as my results were...hmmm, how to say okayokay? i only failed maths and just passed the rest. as i looked through my report book, im dropping in all subjects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i need to be more serious and show some improvement in my studies. i been slacking around and playing a fool in class. its time for a change in attitude. maybe i can play abit but i now must understand wat the heck am my teacher is teaching. my parents said if i couldnt make it to sec 5, i might as well sit home and dont school anymore. i must make them proud. i will prove to everyone that im not just always goofing off everytime. i wonder if i can do this all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its time for a change. good riddance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-4938704201316944479?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4938704201316944479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4938704201316944479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4938704201316944479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-time.html' title='its time.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-6654969439937294012</id><published>2009-05-29T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:15:32.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>letter to elise.</title><content type='html'>Oh Elise it doesn't matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stay here every yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Like keep on acting out the same the way we act out&lt;br /&gt;Every way to smile forget and make-believe we never needed&lt;br /&gt;Any more than this, any more than this&lt;br /&gt;Oh Elise it doesn't matter what you doI know&lt;br /&gt;I'll never really get inside of you to make your eyes catch fire&lt;br /&gt;The way they should the way the blue could pull me in&lt;br /&gt;If they only would if they only would&lt;br /&gt;At least I'd lose this sense of sensing something else&lt;br /&gt;That hides away from me and you there're worlds to part&lt;br /&gt;With aching looks and breaking hearts&lt;br /&gt;And all the prayers your hands can make&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just take as much as you can throw and then throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;Oh I throw it all away like throwing faces at the sky&lt;br /&gt;Like throwing arms round yesterdayI stood and stared&lt;br /&gt;Wide-eyed in front of you And the face I saw looked back&lt;br /&gt;The way I wanted to but I just can't hold my tears away the way you do&lt;br /&gt;Elise believe I never wanted this I thought this time I'd keep all of my promises&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were the girl I always dreamed about&lt;br /&gt;But I let the dream go and the promises broke&lt;br /&gt;And the make-believe ran out...&lt;br /&gt;So EliseIt doesn't matter what you say just can't stay here every yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Like keep on acting out the same the way we act out&lt;br /&gt;Every way to smile forgetAnd make-believe we never needed&lt;br /&gt;Any more than this, any more than this&lt;br /&gt;And every time I try to pick it up Like falling sand&lt;br /&gt;As fast as I pick it upIt runs away through my clutching hands&lt;br /&gt;But there's nothing else I can really do&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else I can really doThere's nothing else I can really do at all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-6654969439937294012?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6654969439937294012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/letter-to-elise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6654969439937294012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6654969439937294012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/letter-to-elise.html' title='letter to elise.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-2205924627480975861</id><published>2009-05-28T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:00:00.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hum dee dum dee dum.</title><content type='html'>hmmmm, today i feel like as if i wasted half of my life on school. so bored. walked around and shit with people. hmmm, then i yesterday got herritage tour, and it sucks. lol. basically, i was often scolded and talked crap with my frens. we fooled around and pissed people off. hmmm, we went to the padang and talked crap that there will be a riot at there but the will use fishball and hotdogs as weapon of choice. hahahahha. good times. i got scolded many times as i ignored the tour guide and wondered off happily. yea, its kinda cool to go to your own place and relax , chill and think about your life. wow. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hummmmm, now, i dun feel like doing anything to make myself happy. because this world just makes me smile just by looking at familliar faces and place. hmmm, life is so cool in this world but i just cant seem to understand people who feel down. they need to realise that this world is uber cool and chillax. yeapp, thats all i gotta sayy. good riddance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight people, good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-2205924627480975861?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2205924627480975861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-1470732535140452852.post-9219273225639460234</id><published>2009-05-24T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:10:58.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night on earth.</title><content type='html'>this is my blog song. its so lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night on earth-Greenday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I text a postcard, sent to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did it go through?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sending all my love to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are the moonlight of my life every night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giving all my love to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My beating heart belongs to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I walked for miles 'til i found you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm here to honor you If i lose everything in the fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sending all my love to you&lt;br /&gt;With every breath that i am worth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here on earth I'm sending all my love to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So if you dare to second guess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can rest assure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That all my love's for you&lt;br /&gt;My beating heart belongs to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I walked for miles 'til i found you I'm here to honor you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If i lose everything in the fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sending all my love to you&lt;br /&gt;My beating heart belongs to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I walked for miles 'til i found you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm here to honor you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If i lose everything in the fire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sending all my love to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-9219273225639460234?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9219273225639460234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-night-on-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/9219273225639460234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/9219273225639460234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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(but, that was a slight bad luck there.) .then mother tongue. as half of the class didnt came and those who came oso not the gerek gerek one. then the mother tongue paper 2 was given out. my teacher said half of the class pass. i was like "OMG? is our class so stupid?" then he gave out the papers. he gave the pass one 1st. he gave out and i was so anxious of my results. then left the final paper which pass. he SAID OUT MY BLOOODDY NAMMMEE!!! i said "YESSS!!!" hahahhaah! cool but i only got like 30/60. (tyco bastard.). then p.e, we did nothing but sit there patiencely as time slip so slowly.. then physics, haizzz, was not happy with my marks uhh. got 29 and the half/ 50. hmmm, pass anyway. thennn got dnt, and wow, i was pretty impressed by myself. hahahahahhaha! i got 48 and the half / 70!! hahahaha, the others where like shocked and impressed. coool uhh. i didnt expect i could get such high marks. then the bird told me dun be too confident cos my folio sucks like hell. hahahaha! i dun give a rat ass about wat he says as long as i see my freaking paper is sooo coool. hmmmmm, then i skipped prayers just to see my results for humanities. hmmmm, i got 49/100 and i ask mr raj for just 1 puny mark. hahahhaa, at 1st he said i dun give marks to malays then he laugh. i oso laugh uhh lol. then he agreed. hahahahhaha! cool uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;told u all my luck will change one day. all you need to do is to think positive. like the phrase "&lt;em&gt;positivity begets positivity&lt;/em&gt;". hahahahaha! aight peeps, good riddance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-5831175115803419684?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5831175115803419684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-goes-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5831175115803419684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5831175115803419684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-goes-around.html' title='what goes around.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-6779576643771549866</id><published>2009-05-21T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:48:39.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing, awesome and superb.</title><content type='html'>OMG, american idol finale was so damn cooool!!. i wanna watch it again later! hmmm, there was queen, santana, lionel richie and KISS!!! omg? that is so cooool. their like my most favorite rock n roll band ever live!!!!!!!. so, the results were quite dissapointing cos adam didnt won. that sucks. sooo thats all i gotta say so good riddance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-6779576643771549866?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6779576643771549866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/amazing-awesome-and-superb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6779576643771549866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6779576643771549866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/amazing-awesome-and-superb.html' title='Amazing, awesome and superb.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-3712973836593349054</id><published>2009-05-21T14:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:25:46.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing better.</title><content type='html'>all i can say is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE PUNK ROCK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-3712973836593349054?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3712973836593349054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3712973836593349054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3712973836593349054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-better.html' title='nothing better.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-777327661187761881</id><published>2009-05-18T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:17:47.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all hope loss.</title><content type='html'>hmmmm, today i was shock that i was able to wake up at 5.30 in the morning!pheeeeweet. hahahaha. go to school and met my teacher then we go revise. then for the exam, especially maths, i goin to flunk it. woooohoooo, hurray for me. hahahaha. then for chem, so easyyyyy.. but dunno if can pass or not uh. then after school go hang out with my member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays certain guys are fucking stupid. i mean very very very very very dumb. you noe wat they do? they message horny things to girls. mannn, are they so desperate to get laid? for their age, its a bit stupid and doing that is simply oxymoron. haisss, wat have got into these thicked-skulled guys? so desperate and fucking disgusting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-777327661187761881?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/777327661187761881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-hope-loss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/777327661187761881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/777327661187761881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/all-hope-loss.html' title='all hope loss.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-5287506729557515309</id><published>2009-05-17T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:49:52.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys over flower.</title><content type='html'>woooow, i cant believe this but, i just watch boys over flower for the whole day...cool. from episode 1 till 9. hahahaha. the storyline very cool uh. hmmm, then in the middle of the day i got a msg that nxt week will be having training for 3 days! wtf? guess i will be coming for only 1 or 2 days. i oso nid my own personal space and the nxt match is nxt saturday, confirm tired one. hahaha, nt goin to be stupid to go all training. ok guys gotta go. stay chill aight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-5287506729557515309?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5287506729557515309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/boys-over-flower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5287506729557515309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5287506729557515309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/boys-over-flower.html' title='Boys over flower.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-6410236361458072076</id><published>2009-05-16T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:39:58.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no idea.</title><content type='html'>hmmmm, today its goin to a short post....first of all, 21st century breakdown album by GreenDay ROCKS! the musics cool. hmmm, today whole day at home. quite lazy to go out bcos i wan see man utd lose....and now, its draw. comeon arsenal u can do it! and thats it. short wasnt that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/21st%20century%20breakdown" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p290/maka18/GreenDay-21stCenturyBreakdown.jpg" border="0" alt="21st century breakdown Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this album is coooool!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR BLINK 182 FAN-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLINK 182 FIRST SHOW BACKK WAS COOL! AFTER A 5 YEAR &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIATUS!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEELING THIS(LIVE)-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L8g6ZfDv71E"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L8g6ZfDv71E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROCK SHOW (LIVE)-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJpfgCf7f-I"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJpfgCf7f-I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMMIT (LIVE)-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Vzj28OcfdQ"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Vzj28OcfdQ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE QUALITY NOT GOOD, BUT ATLEAST CAN HEAR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-6410236361458072076?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6410236361458072076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6410236361458072076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/6410236361458072076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-idea.html' title='no idea.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-7504727073855844398</id><published>2009-05-15T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:08:54.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laughing stock.</title><content type='html'>hmmmm, today a bad luck struck me again. i went to school, on the way to the lrt, i realised that i forgot to take my wallet. dammnnnnn! i had to go back and take it. then i go to school and again, late. OMG, i late so many times!! hmmmm, when will karma struck me? &gt;.&lt; . then took exam. i think i can pass history cos i rmb alot of things. after that got break, i go up hall and run around like stupid like that. wanted to use the mic and talk but cannot on. hahaha, its been a long time i done stupid things. i missed it!. lol. then physics. muahahahahahaha! the paper was so easy! i finished it within 30-40 mins! then i tried to go to sleep. cannot. i keep look around for people who looked at me and pointed middle finger or smile to them. hahaha. quite fun uhh. hmmmm, after school went to prayers. after that got msg from my primary school fren saying they miss me. hahaha. cool. its been long since i met them and hang out with them. i went home, eat and went out straight. met them and played soccer for awhile only. then we kept laugh and disturbed each other.( i was the one disturbing. lol) i was like the laughing machine for them! cool. we hang out and chill and stop playing soccer cos it was raining heavily. hahaha. then when back home and slacked. hmmmm, thats all i got. peace out brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;i got a messaged that my friend just got cheated or something. i feel like beating the girlfriend up. you piece of thrash.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when will my luck turn around? i feel like im a walking contradictions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-7504727073855844398?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7504727073855844398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmmmm-today-bad-luck-struck-me-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7504727073855844398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7504727073855844398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmmmm-today-bad-luck-struck-me-again.html' title='laughing stock.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-7230760862043306477</id><published>2009-05-13T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T16:26:31.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unlucky.</title><content type='html'>omg, many bad things had happened during this past few days. fuck, im totally screwed. i ran to school again today. and i was sweating profusely. then the exams was taken on the hall. i was like hell, its gonna be hot inside there. somemore when i go inside, the fans where at the side and i was like sitting in the middle of the hall. OMG, luckily my vp came and ask to take out the fans. 1st the fan was like pointed towards me, then suddenly pointed up. i when huhhhhh.. then did the math paper. well, it was unexpected. it was so easy. i hope i can pass it. hahaha. then the nxt paper was social studies. it was like so difficult and i couldnt finish some of the questions. haiz, i hope i can pass. after the paper, i sigh of relief and my head started spinning. hahahaha. (memory overload rdy. lol). then i suggest that we go plaza and eat. hmmmm, we went to the carpark there after we bought our food and eat. then chill and relax. (phewwww, i need that rest. lol). after i walked home. as i was walking, a bee buzz around my eyes. i freaked out and guess wat, my arm hit my glasses and i cracked it. i was like huuuuuuhhhhhhh?!!!. jeez, so bad luck. hahaha. but not sad uh. hmmmm, went home and took a good nap and use my laptop to update my blog. which is this. and now i must stop typing. ........ y am i still typing? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my specs is cracked. next exam, DNT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-7230760862043306477?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7230760862043306477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/unlucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7230760862043306477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7230760862043306477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/unlucky.html' title='unlucky.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-3319629832225789313</id><published>2009-05-11T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:56:15.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mindless.</title><content type='html'>hey people, time for me to talk/type. hmmmmm, this few days uh... ouh ya for mother's day my family went out to JB to eat. the foods kinda nice. then go to GIANT and shop. my only intention was getting the games. haizzz, and u know wat? half of the games i bought cant be played. (this is wat i get for supporting piracy.) and ya. on friday i did went to study with some of my frens. and today too. tell u ah, got this girl, i teached her for so long and she catched no ball.....sigh. then for today study, well we didnt learn anything and we kept joke and talk around. after that me and akif went to sit down and chill. so cool. we talked about our personal stuff and something confidencial. hahaha. its kinda cool to express ur feelings to ur frens and let them advice u. hmmm, i got nothing else to say ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to watch movie but my frens are lame, would anyone go with me? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-3319629832225789313?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3319629832225789313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-people-time-for-me-to-talktype.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3319629832225789313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3319629832225789313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-people-time-for-me-to-talktype.html' title='mindless.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-7833118707890793265</id><published>2009-05-08T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:47:26.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gay.</title><content type='html'>i had the most fun day i ever had. wahhhahahaahhaha. lol. early morning, as usual i ran to school . then had mother tongue in the 1st period. the had p.e. i didnt change cos it was raining and i guess we had nothing to play. so went to 2nd floor and played fren psp. then had physics. i passed the class test. not shocked cos science has always be in my blood. (: . then after recess must assemble at foyer. take one stupid form and went back to dnt. how lame. dnt lesson got test. i think i can pass. then got celebrating of my form teacher birthday. haha. i didnt ate the cake cos i scared i sneeze very very loud. haha. then i thought of skipping the training. then i think, im the one who orgainised the training, y should i skip? then i rushed home and quickly changed and go out. the training was damn fun. haha. we improved alot. haha. btw we all played good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LEVORENOS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333425366139711714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgQiHODQsOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO63RTaPewk/s320/Levorino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from left starting from top-Syamel, rayyan, faiz, syahzwan(the big guy standing) , hakim(beside him), dinie(below), ME(Fadluluu), syahanus, nashruddin,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;below from left-ahmad suheil, asshidiq, ubaidullah, shafiq, dzikri, izehari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this will be featured in the next upcoming match we having.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-7833118707890793265?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7833118707890793265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-had-most-fun-day-i-ever-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7833118707890793265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7833118707890793265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-had-most-fun-day-i-ever-had.html' title='gay.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgQiHODQsOI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO63RTaPewk/s72-c/Levorino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-5467728493769003325</id><published>2009-05-07T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T17:28:52.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake me up.</title><content type='html'>hey peeps, i gladly to tell you all that todays weather is&lt;strong&gt; FREAKING HOT! &lt;/strong&gt;its so hot i can cook an egg in the dry hot sun (LOL thats totally not true). nowadays its pouring in the morning and burning in the afternoon. went to school and almost got late. then sing and pledge. after that got one of the students read a npcc note. i swear i wanted to go up there and shut his ass up. he was talking so slow and stummering. atleast if got difficult words oso just go faster la. then 1st period was math. hmmm.. my teacher revise for the exam. then i asked got remedial ornot. then she said finish rdy....&lt;strong&gt;OMG&lt;/strong&gt;......i was freaking shock as i wanted a remedial to remember all the freaking formula. haizzz. then english, watch this show called "sister act". quite a funny show. then mother tongue. it was so bored that i cant even sleep. -.-" .  then chemistry, and i kept humming and singing at the lesson. BTW, half of the class didnt came. mostly the fun people. so it made me superrrr &lt;strong&gt;BORED .&lt;/strong&gt; then got dnt, took the test and i disturbed people . then went back. otw home, my frens ask me to play soccer at yewtew, i didnt go because 1st is i been coming home late lately, 2nd its far and 3rd im injured. got back home and reeeelllllaaxxx... then post those photos as i was bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since today, i been day-dreaming quite alot. just thinking that wat my life would be if i was uneducated and unqualified. dreaming if i dont noe the people i noe currently wat would it be like. thinking of should i make a move or just be plain friends. exams are coming. i dunno wat to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I would answer all your wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you ask me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But if you deny me one of your kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't know what I'd do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So hold me close and say three words like you used to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dancing on the kitchen tiles, it's all about you, yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all about you-mcfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-5467728493769003325?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5467728493769003325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/wake-me-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5467728493769003325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5467728493769003325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/wake-me-up.html' title='wake me up.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-5583492926124501430</id><published>2009-05-07T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:52:43.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good ol' times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha..Good ol' times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgKgU9IgLDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/aYX4GGvmwKA/s1600-h/966562459l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333001190628142130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgKgU9IgLDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/aYX4GGvmwKA/s320/966562459l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; class 2/3 (me back row with black cap)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgKgUybFYHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6iK1RLzInlU/s1600-h/999232209l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333001187753287794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgKgUybFYHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/6iK1RLzInlU/s320/999232209l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;me at the back standing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333002025431925762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgKhFjBPBAI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PST6BXjGrNE/s320/815556220l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha. i miss this teacher.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgKgUv1n1EI/AAAAAAAAAEk/92e974UfKgA/s1600-h/530382003l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333001187059291202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgKgUv1n1EI/AAAAAAAAAEk/92e974UfKgA/s320/530382003l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;before....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgKgUbQxKFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sUvqrHKVMq0/s1600-h/2889084473957l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333001181536004178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgKgUbQxKFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sUvqrHKVMq0/s320/2889084473957l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AFTER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333001184184025186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgKgUlIGwGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/r92HbKltc0s/s320/1_722930750l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if the class pictures is too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-5583492926124501430?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5583492926124501430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5583492926124501430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5583492926124501430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha.html' title='good ol&apos; times'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgKgU9IgLDI/AAAAAAAAAE0/aYX4GGvmwKA/s72-c/966562459l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-241505209402650897</id><published>2009-05-06T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T17:03:17.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sucker.</title><content type='html'>heyyyyyyy supppp peoooooooppppleeee...OMG i sound like a hippy. sooo people.. today i cant believe i was almost late when the school starts at 8.15. this was due to suckish transport. &lt;strong&gt;FUC&lt;/strong&gt;K those fags who rushed in the bus. then i was left out. wat a thing to start a day. then got physics fast test. i think i can pass. and my fren keep talk and provoke the teacher. hahaha. so funny cos he said," &lt;strong&gt;teacher, i give u $50 dollar and u giv me 1 answer ah? can make money u noe&lt;/strong&gt;." lol.then it was social studies lesson, it was revision period and i learned quite a lot. hahaha. then mother tongue, as usual bored. recess played a bit of soccer shooting and eat abit. hmmm quite bored ahh today. then history lesson, same as social studies. after that physics. then got this &lt;strong&gt;GIRL&lt;/strong&gt; ah who cant control the legs. hmmmm..cut off those legs then u noe. the lesson was practical. i played abit and did my job. haha. after school went home and took my boots to play interclass(&lt;strong&gt;i was forced to as there was not enough players&lt;/strong&gt;) then as usual 4c lose. i guess it was mostly my fault as i have no mood to play. now, im injured.): haha. then i felt so exhausted on the way and i asked to stop and relax awhile. my frens all lie down at the chair and leaves me no place me to sit and lay. i the last choice was to lie on the floor. and guess wat happened? i slept and i felt comfortable. it lets me wonders how comfortable gorvenment soil is. haha. then went back home and took a comfy bath. the on my comp and chilled back. chat with that GIRL and demand her to say sorry. and she actually did.(: haha. didnt expect it. then watched "dont forget the lyrics" damn fun show. i wished i could join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mama said&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You cant hurry love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, you just have to wait&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She said love don't come easyI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ts a game of give and take&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You cant hurry love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, you just have to wait&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You got to trust, give it time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter how long it takes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you cant hurry love-human nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is so catchy. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This pict&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ures was taken when i broke my arm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im in pain and just woken up. -.-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332708337290299746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgGV-pbzyWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/x4g32yxBftg/s320/Pixta083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332708338447531570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgGV-tvtvjI/AAAAAAAAAEM/KtXWNgmgHPc/s320/Pixta087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of course im tired plus in pain. try not fixing back ur hand for 11 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-241505209402650897?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/241505209402650897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/heyyyyyyy-supppp-peoooooooppppleeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/241505209402650897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/241505209402650897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/heyyyyyyy-supppp-peoooooooppppleeee.html' title='sucker.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SgGV-pbzyWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/x4g32yxBftg/s72-c/Pixta083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-7980408348791180085</id><published>2009-05-05T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:05:11.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dumb, pathetic, bastard.</title><content type='html'>hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... i guess i start with that i was almost late for school. the fun part is that it was examination day. &lt;strong&gt;LUCKY&lt;/strong&gt; i didnt late. this was all because i woke up at 7. bath so fast and wore my clothes in about 10 mins. then rushed to school. gone to class and have to take temperature. i lazy to bring mine cos they got free service to take our temperature. lol. (Singaporean mah got free things all kiasu.) then took my mother tongue paper 1. lol i was so relaxed and calmed. when it come to narrative writting, i suck big time. then got break and i was freaking hungry. went to buy food and disturbed my frens. took paper 2 and it was so difficult. cannot tahan! after school went to sit down and played ping pong (i didnt play mostly my fren did) and chilled out. then i saw a bus. looked at it cos i saw someone keep staring at me. look deeper and saw her. lol. then chill again and slack at void deck. went back home and i got a major &lt;strong&gt;migrane&lt;/strong&gt;.( not sure about the spelling but its kinda like a strong headache.) everytime i cough or shout my head feels like it gonna explode. then i got a message from my fren asking me to bring my boots cause tommorow got interclass. i dun feel like playing sia. everytime play lose and sure got people who solo one. then not enough people call me play and so desperate.(&lt;strong&gt;when do need me scold like one kind and need me ask nicely.TSK&lt;/strong&gt;) then relax and relax and relax and last thing, &lt;strong&gt;RELAX.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;current no song in mind :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-7980408348791180085?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7980408348791180085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/dumb-pathetic-bastard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7980408348791180085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7980408348791180085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/dumb-pathetic-bastard.html' title='dumb, pathetic, bastard.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-5004062005021982193</id><published>2009-05-04T19:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:31:21.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>examinations.</title><content type='html'>heyyy...today was exam day. hmmm..i tried my best and hope i could pass with flying chickens! i couldnt understand the passage abit and concentrate alot. after i finished my paper, i disturbed the guy infront of me by kicking his chair and not letting him pull his chair. lol got nothing better to do. seriously, the class was so quiet that i can get bored in 30 seconds. then go to plaza to loiter around. go to a carpark and relax and talk nonsense and disturb people. saw this few kids doing some stunts and we disturbed them. haha good times. then went back plaza and bought something to eat. tommorrow only left 1.20 for the whole day. nevermind, i can survive! (like real..). then settled down and relax again.(all my life i been doin 70% of relaxing.lol) then went back home. and i posted the beatbox fellow. lol. hes so cool that he can make 3 sound come out of his mouth the same time. hmmm...guess nothing much to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-5004062005021982193?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5004062005021982193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/heyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5004062005021982193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5004062005021982193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/heyyy.html' title='examinations.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-4315438029642365983</id><published>2009-05-04T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:06:43.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>check this out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAN THIS GUY IS FREAKING AWESOME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZsML4uWoiw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZsML4uWoiw&amp;hl=en&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;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW THE HELL HE DID THAT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-4315438029642365983?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4315438029642365983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/check-this-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4315438029642365983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4315438029642365983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/check-this-out.html' title='check this out.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-1063384521626671032</id><published>2009-05-02T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:50:56.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lose.</title><content type='html'>hmmmmm...today oso sick. i cant breathe through my nose  and im HOT. haha! not that kinda hot my internally. then i did wateva i can to lower my temperature. a lil bit of success. then watch tv message my friends abt todays match. then 12.30 go out meet my mates at senja lrt. i was having a running nose and im still SICK. waited for the opponent for half an hour..(like WTF? ask us to come early and their late.). then went to west view pri (like it has been 3 years since i step to that school! i miss it.) my mates all dont want to play including me. cos we do not want to start the match late and the gate was closed... they called the "people" to open the gate and we changed really fast. then we played and we lost. nvm it was our 1st match and some teammate didnt went down for training. haha i rate the game 5/10. we played our best and thats wat we shld do. it doesnt matter if we win or lose. lol. then we chilled at void deck and reflected on our performance. after that we talk trash and do nonsence things. haha! got me wat. went back home and straight took a bath. played with my niece and suddenly sleep. woke up feeling damn hungry. hmmmm..guess nothing more to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;good riddance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-1063384521626671032?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1063384521626671032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/lose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1063384521626671032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1063384521626671032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/lose.html' title='lose.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-4715537553321575193</id><published>2009-05-01T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:00:13.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>redundant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well..thursday had x country. see ah, everytime got running or event, i sure get sick one. like a curse sia. then got 148th position. i think out of 200+? fuck, if i were not sick, i done my best. but looked at the positive side, i finish the race without half dead or anything.haha. then walking down at pending. thought of chilling at void deck, then i felt so restless and my throat is killing me, that i went home instead. bath and sleep early. cannot tahan sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday, woke up and got fever.WTF! wat a thing to start a day. went straight to toilet and bath. eat medicine and relax. afternoon go my aunty house and celebrate my niece b'day. no mood sia. body all aching then suddenly i sneeze.OMG! theres a new outbreak of virus called "swine flu" and i got a flu. couldnt my day get any worse. BTW, my head has been buzzing with a song called "all the small things" by blink 182. so catchy haha. went home took a bath and haven eat medicine. ahhh... so screwed up right nowwwwww..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;both pictures were took during cake cutting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330869477589335106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SfsNi7OvPEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/vx8sQ1vjZD4/s320/P01-05-09_18.20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330869479289903474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SfsNjBkL2XI/AAAAAAAAAD8/8LzaGV1oC0M/s320/P01-05-09_18.20%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Say it ain't so, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will not go, turn the lights off, carry me home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep your head still, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be your thrill, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the night will go on, my little windmi&lt;/strong&gt;ll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the small things-blink 182&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-4715537553321575193?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4715537553321575193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/redundant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4715537553321575193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4715537553321575193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/redundant.html' title='redundant.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SfsNi7OvPEI/AAAAAAAAAD0/vx8sQ1vjZD4/s72-c/P01-05-09_18.20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-2100362194146201743</id><published>2009-04-27T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:52:24.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pathetic.</title><content type='html'>hmm. today i ran to school and was sweating like one kind. my friend laughed at me cos i laughed and run at the same time! haha good times...then 1st period teacher nvr came. sit down relax and laugh alot. then 2nd period was math. learned something and i dun quite understand abit.(&lt;strong&gt;cos i was disturbing my friend.lol&lt;/strong&gt;). then the next period was science. also teacher didnt came and i did my work and chilled out. then dnt. all so restless and eyes were shutting. i tried my best to stay up my scetching&lt;strong&gt;(not sure abt the spelling.) &lt;/strong&gt;.then assembly. the president council was damn &lt;strong&gt;BORED! &lt;/strong&gt;then go played soccer. fucked up again. irritating people who cant play soccer want to play. shitznit. walked home and i keeped thinking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i tried to not to like you. everytime i think about you i will try and make myself forget you. but everytime i see you, i cant forget you. all i want is to relax and get my own life. i tried ignoring you but i cant seem to help just looking at that pretty face. my thoughts is eating me alive and thinking bout you makes me go crazy. how should i forget you and live my life like the way it used to be. maybe just 2 years more? 2 years is long and if i keep seing your face, it justs make me be angry to myself. or i could numb my mind by thinking positive? all it takes is your breath and i will melt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i should face the reality and the facts that i need to forget you. i shall do wats good for me and dont give trouble to anyone. just try and control myself and forget wats past.(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm..could i do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you care if I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't know what to say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you sleep tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or will you think of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will I shake this off&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretend its all okay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That there's someone out there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who feels just like me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there is-boxcar racer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-2100362194146201743?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2100362194146201743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/pathetic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/2100362194146201743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/2100362194146201743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/pathetic.html' title='pathetic.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-328226876961126803</id><published>2009-04-26T11:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:11:04.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>useless.</title><content type='html'>hmm.. yesterday woke up and feeling great. then went to soccer training. quite fun. we played and laugh alot.(&lt;strong&gt;of course la got me wat.lol.&lt;/strong&gt;)then go eat kfc with fren. we talk for quite a long time as we didnt meet each other often. mostly talked about the past but i forgotten most of my past. haha. then go home and talk again.(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wow, its wonderful to listen to wat people have gone through that u havent.lo&lt;/em&gt;l) &lt;/strong&gt;then went home very tired and watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today..i feel almost weird. like all my dreams are crashing down infront of me. my body keep saying to ignore society but my mind keep saying to help them and think about others. this feeling is fucked up. my dumb agonies are eating me alive. fadluddin, i think you should do wats right and carry on with your life. nobody shall pull you down and adding insults to your injury. all you should do is relax, stay chill and do your own thing. why must we care for the people who doesnt care about us? tsk. haha. need to let loose of myself. keep that smile on my face and act natural. forget about my old hopes and dreams and make a new fresh-baked from the oven dreams. make yourself understand your purpose of life and do wats right for yourself. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nows thats motivating myself. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so good riddance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't pull me down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is where I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I'm different, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but I'm the same and I'm wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't pull me down, this is where I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I'm different, this is where I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pathetic-blink 182&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-328226876961126803?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/328226876961126803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/useless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/328226876961126803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/328226876961126803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/useless.html' title='useless.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-3025419276661415342</id><published>2009-04-24T17:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:36:48.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be the change.</title><content type='html'>hey society. today almost late for school. i dun understand y must i be late when my school is so near. then mother tongue period. &lt;strong&gt;SUCK! &lt;/strong&gt;because mr nasim came in my class and took over for awhile. &lt;strong&gt;NO FREEDOM! &lt;/strong&gt;then PE. very tired cos my knee is injured from playing soccer everytime. then physics got test. haha the calculating part so easy but the magnet part. &lt;strong&gt;GONE CASE! &lt;/strong&gt;recess time. my friend called me. said go and take a look at the detention corner. &lt;strong&gt;LIKE WTF?! &lt;/strong&gt;that place had turned into a lock-up sia. they made a gate in the middle to seperate the detention-ers. this must rebel sia.&lt;strong&gt;DUMB SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;. then dnt period. must finish the folio. i anyhow do la. cant be bothered. then kana &lt;strong&gt;CONDEMNED&lt;/strong&gt; my this ____. kana codemned like no tommorow sia. lucky i not emo. if not i jump down already. LOL. then went for prayers. got to tell u all this. i listen a lecture, and it was damn &lt;strong&gt;AWESOME&lt;/strong&gt;. this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 STEPS TO STUDYING HARD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTENTION&lt;/strong&gt;- if ur intention is good, the outcome is good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VISUALISE&lt;/strong&gt;- visualise ur future, plan ur goals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REMEMBER&lt;/strong&gt;- remember wat you are doing. concentrate on it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPIRIT&lt;/strong&gt;- after remembering wat you learned, u will gain confidence and spirit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOING IT&lt;/strong&gt;- do your best.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUTCOME&lt;/strong&gt;- you will receive a good outcome if you persevered.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLESS&lt;/strong&gt;- it will give u benefits&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HABIT&lt;/strong&gt;- make a habit to study. practice alot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACT- &lt;/strong&gt;the purpose of life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;"be the change to see in the yourself." -i was motivated by this sentence. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTW- i am not stupid but lazy. DONT CONDEMNED ME! haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if i had my own world, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i built you an emipire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from here to the farland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and spread love like violence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;secret crowds-AVA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-3025419276661415342?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3025419276661415342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-society.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3025419276661415342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/3025419276661415342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-society.html' title='be the change.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-1203600041322254927</id><published>2009-04-22T19:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:41:08.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i pity the fool.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey people. im telling you peeps these. &lt;strong&gt;MANY PEOPLE ARE BECOMING HYPOCRITE&lt;/strong&gt;!. there said it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so today wednesday and had math test which is so &lt;strong&gt;EASY&lt;/strong&gt;! i mean i only studied it for 1 week and i think i can nail it full marks (&lt;strong&gt;chey confident sia&lt;/strong&gt;). LOL. then social studies. haha all of us where in a mess cos mr raj said if he dun get the file, he will give 0 for mid year.wahaha! lucky i passed up. then mother tongue. i tell the &lt;strong&gt;lame&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;worst&lt;/strong&gt; lesson of all is malay class with my malay teacher. hes so lame that he makes a lame jokes looks cool. (&lt;strong&gt;metaphorically&lt;/strong&gt;). then recess. todays earth day so i walk around and laugh at people. 30c for a bookmark? 50c for painting a pebble. LOL no thanks. then got performance. my form teacher sang. a guy beside me keep saying not nice not nice. i say not nice oso just support la. dunno how to support people. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;then history. oso in a mess haha. alot of the students came late.then physics. then played basketball (which i really&lt;strong&gt; SUCK&lt;/strong&gt; at.). go english aip and laugh like nobody business like that. this is because my fren, read a oral passage and saw a exclaimation mark. then he suddenly shout so loud. i laugh until cannot tahan sia!!! wont forget that. then watch soccer. 4d played good. they have good teamwork. then i pity my fren. he got bullied and the bully go pour chilli sauce on his bag. then he got so fucked up he kept quiet and walked away. i pity him. :( .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTW, i got my own telephone line since the last line was canceled. take out ur pens and take note of this -83281263. lol good riddance&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327478843080046850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/Se8ByBYx-QI/AAAAAAAAADs/mEcsCfiB47I/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE WALLISTER-MACBETH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if these were on my feet, i'll be flying&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-1203600041322254927?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1203600041322254927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-pity-fool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1203600041322254927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1203600041322254927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-pity-fool.html' title='i pity the fool.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/Se8ByBYx-QI/AAAAAAAAADs/mEcsCfiB47I/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-1943218179508530053</id><published>2009-04-21T16:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:13:00.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the punk rock fest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DUDE AND BABES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I DUG THIS FROM YOUTUBE. MY BAND SECOND MATH/COLOURBLIND PLAY ROCK SHOW BY BLINK 182&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ht6e5Tfqe48&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ht6e5Tfqe48&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" 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;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENJOY! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-1943218179508530053?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1943218179508530053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/dude-and-babes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1943218179508530053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1943218179508530053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/dude-and-babes.html' title='the punk rock fest.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-2550540435400043996</id><published>2009-04-20T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T16:13:32.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a kind advice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STOP SAYING FUCK THE WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE WORLD IS AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all. thanks for reading. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-2550540435400043996?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2550540435400043996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/stop-saying-fuck-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/2550540435400043996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/2550540435400043996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/stop-saying-fuck-world.html' title='a kind advice.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-1593635861376908282</id><published>2009-04-20T17:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:41:41.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the right thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326698370140812290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/Sew78hHlNAI/AAAAAAAAADc/qNFAJxKCqeQ/s320/2736709486_72b34ded25_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INTERNATIONAL FRIENDSHIP DAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey humans. gone to school early today. lucky! if not detention and poor conduct. when wanted to reach parade square. &lt;strong&gt;Mr&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NASIM &lt;/strong&gt;ask me to run. i looked at him and walked faster. then he called me. WTF! ask to go back to a place and run to the parade square. so i ran and stop halfway. lols. very tiring sia run early in the morning. then english lesson. as usual, abit bored and okayokay. then math. i concentrate until like one geek like that. (&lt;strong&gt;actually i talked abit.LOL). &lt;/strong&gt;then physics lesson. mr gary lee didnt came so mr faizal took over. after recess got dnt. lucky chia say pass up folio this thursday. &lt;strong&gt;PHEW! &lt;/strong&gt;then got concert. i rate the concert ok but many things screwed up. i will list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the AVA club makes many ( i mean &lt;strong&gt;MANY&lt;/strong&gt; mistake)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the mic sucks and sent very shitty feedbacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the beatbox performance sucks. mediocre people. like cannot beatbox then say expert style like &lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the curtain keep closing and opening. dumb people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;thats all. i rate &lt;strong&gt;5/10&lt;/strong&gt;. throughout the concert i disturb this&lt;strong&gt; geek + nerd&lt;/strong&gt; name johnan. just to make someone happpy. lol. sorry johnan your life is &lt;strong&gt;SUCKISH&lt;/strong&gt;!. then went to street soccer court to play soccer. an incident happened. i go disturb this &lt;strong&gt;guy&lt;/strong&gt;. then i feel a bump on my&lt;strong&gt; BUTT. &lt;/strong&gt;then i saw guy shouting at me. lol. as usual. a person whose scolding will always involves mother. like "your mother la". then i said back "my mother is healthy." lol. ask me fight. wat and immature thing to do. are the freaking &lt;strong&gt;LIFELESS? &lt;/strong&gt;just for a small thing want to fight. i ignored him. (&lt;strong&gt;mature me! hehe&lt;/strong&gt;) then i did a very mature thing and apologised to him 'cause its my fault anyways. (&lt;strong&gt;LOL. IM COOL&lt;/strong&gt;!) then played soccer. those humans keep shouting at me. wat? i just played soccer? is that a crime? tsk, typical humans. then went home and bath and blogging. planned to study at night. alright yaws.. gotta go. good riddance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If only you'll hold on, just hold on I'm here and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm with you I'm here too, I feel you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'll get through I know this I've seen it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A hundred times a thousand time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just one more time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With you and I,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll pull you close &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then we'll say goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;valkyrie missle-angels and airwave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-1593635861376908282?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1593635861376908282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/international-friendship-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1593635861376908282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1593635861376908282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/international-friendship-day.html' title='the right thing.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/Sew78hHlNAI/AAAAAAAAADc/qNFAJxKCqeQ/s72-c/2736709486_72b34ded25_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-5663065343899282522</id><published>2009-04-19T19:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:07:38.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont want to miss a thing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey peeps. today wake up and felt super warm! cannot tahan le. it feels like i slept in a desert. i go rinse my mouth and fullfill my stomach. my mom cooked black pepper fried rice. it smells like the chinese food at my school. first sight, not interesting. when put in mouth i &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. then on laptop and see youtube. do you know that &lt;strong&gt;jimi hendrix&lt;/strong&gt; is&lt;strong&gt; COOL&lt;/strong&gt;? hes like the funkiest guitarist i ever seen! then see &lt;strong&gt;ygnie malmsteen&lt;/strong&gt;( not sure of the spelling). you should all hear his masterpiece: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;far beyond the sun. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;its &lt;strong&gt;AWESOME.(for rockers only&lt;/strong&gt;). then saw jinhua online. she read my blog and angry. lol. because i said she flirt. ask me to change. to tired then go to sleep. then i felt like being &lt;strong&gt;thrown&lt;/strong&gt; by something on my face. i ignored the first time. the second time i woken up and saw my uncle. they came when i was sleeping. like &lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;? then smack the my bro with a pillow and go to my room. then i think. like very rude got guest at my house sleep. force my ass s to wake up. and go have a drink. go kitchen like &lt;strong&gt;HEAVEN! &lt;/strong&gt;got many food. haha!. &lt;strong&gt;OMG&lt;/strong&gt;! i havent done my dnt folio and havent print my cardboard pictures. &lt;strong&gt;SHIT&lt;/strong&gt;!! dnt really screwed up my life &lt;strong&gt;BIG TIME&lt;/strong&gt;. i have no printer and no mood to do. fuck the mr birdy! sure fucked me up tommorow. ok la good day and bye peeps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326371356831063826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SesSh1m7HxI/AAAAAAAAADU/p9vF9nuJIww/s320/3014220652_36d7f598e9_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna close my eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna fall asleep &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I'd miss you, baby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause even when I dream of you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sweetest dream would never do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I'd still miss you, baby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't wanna miss a thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I don't wanna miss one smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I don't wanna miss one kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont want to miss a thing-Aerosmith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-5663065343899282522?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5663065343899282522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-want-to-miss-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5663065343899282522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5663065343899282522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-want-to-miss-thing.html' title='i dont want to miss a thing.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SesSh1m7HxI/AAAAAAAAADU/p9vF9nuJIww/s72-c/3014220652_36d7f598e9_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-4120354844700522801</id><published>2009-04-18T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T12:22:08.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A littles enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As i got COMPLAINS that i blog very SHORT, i'll blog LONGER. Happy? (LOL)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..today, i suddenly woke up from sleep, my mum pass me 10 bucks. lol. then wanted to go back sleep so difficult. i keep toss and turn but my mind cant shut down. after several minutes of tossing and turning and kicking and forcing my eyes to shut, i suddenly sleep. woke up again and realise i slept for only half and hours. how pathetic is that? fed up go watch tv. saw this movie called &lt;strong&gt;the 300&lt;/strong&gt; and was freaking (i mean &lt;strong&gt;FREAKING&lt;/strong&gt;) violent!. blood splattered everywhere, joints detached and everything cut up. lucky got censored. but they censored the fun part.(which is the sex scence.LOL). after that play lappytop and chat chat. nowadays no mood play games.(cause its bad for me and my mum will &lt;strong&gt;NAG&lt;/strong&gt; until no tomorrow). then 3.30 went out to go make class tee. met up with jinhua and yimling at BPP. i was walking, i saw a chair then wanted to sit. but when i look to the front saw them. i sighed. lol. then go take bus and obviously sit. both of them quarelled just for the smallest thing (like an atom.zzz). i only know how to laugh.lols. reached queensway and walk around. surveyed most printing tee shop and almost most of them are giving us price like &lt;strong&gt;25 bucks&lt;/strong&gt;!. then stop at this one shop called vervex. lol. jinhua hmmm&lt;strong&gt; (how do i put these.. make friend? lol)&lt;/strong&gt; with the person until he gave us discount! how cool is that!haha!. oso the class tee design not bad. (&lt;strong&gt;special thanks to both of them!&lt;/strong&gt;). then jinhua went to buy a shoe.(quite nice btw). when eat and took bus go home. during the ride, we talk and talk. then went my brain were on the verge of shutting down, the ask me to press the bell. i go press ontop one. no sound!. they laugh and said got other one. i looked dumb sia. then sit at the bus stop and waited for another bus. we looked pathetic. its like we are strandered. (like an orphans.-.-"). took another bus and drop off. yimling gotto take another bus so its just leave me and jinhua (&lt;strong&gt;hehehe! no la&lt;/strong&gt;). then sent her to the traffic light (actually i want send her home but i oso tired.-.-") and i went to a &lt;strong&gt;MAMA&lt;/strong&gt; shop. just remembered my bro ask me buy for him something. i bought myself a redbull. i drag until finish and my eyes opened so wide!.(note to self: &lt;strong&gt;never drink redbull when you dont feel like too&lt;/strong&gt;.) after that reached home. change clothes and watch prison break with bro. then blogging and sitting infront of my laptop which is now.zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PHEW!. Enough? haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry I have to say it but you look like you're sad &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your smile is gone, I noticed it bad &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The cure is if you let in just a little more love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I promise you this, a little's enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a littles enough-angels and airwaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-4120354844700522801?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4120354844700522801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/as-i-got-complains-that-i-blog-very.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4120354844700522801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4120354844700522801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/as-i-got-complains-that-i-blog-very.html' title='A littles enough.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-7461455270967550379</id><published>2009-04-17T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T22:04:04.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one move.</title><content type='html'>hey peeps. today nothing much only speech day. haha. speech day was damn boringggg!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno y i went. can sleep almost whole show. haha a funny thing happen.hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325657911427449778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeiJp2Xhw7I/AAAAAAAAADE/v9EuzkTPyME/s320/2279362240_e5965951f0_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With lights and sounds,&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, this is such a mess,&lt;br /&gt;And it's like our world, but we're the last ones left&lt;br /&gt;And the hair, it stands on the back of our necks&lt;br /&gt;And I swear, it shows&lt;br /&gt;Heaven must be just like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stay, don't go i got you now, are you curious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heaven- Angels and Airwaves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-7461455270967550379?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7461455270967550379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-one-move.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7461455270967550379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7461455270967550379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-one-move.html' title='Just one move.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeiJp2Xhw7I/AAAAAAAAADE/v9EuzkTPyME/s72-c/2279362240_e5965951f0_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-5752180052212318222</id><published>2009-04-16T18:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T19:16:58.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SecPz7pEWzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/q1g4urg9LPw/s1600-h/192133072_4f51b1ef55_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325242469246589746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SecPz7pEWzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/q1g4urg9LPw/s320/192133072_4f51b1ef55_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Death; is one thing you can escape. you can only delay it but cant stop it. live life to the fullest until your time has come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wat a thing to start a day with a detention slapped in your face. during math and english, no freaking mood. dunno wats wrong with me. (not emo). A sudden mood lift after that. after that go to fucking detention. sat down with ahmad and hakim and we talk crap almost for 2hrs. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm nothing else .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325245867452480594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SecS5u8fPFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/wD9ejexcLxg/s320/2143999525_dac8fa263a_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope; is wat make us go on with our life. without it, we will fall to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stay until I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm here hold on to me I'm right here Waiting&lt;br /&gt;and take My one last breath, and don't forget&lt;br /&gt;That I will be right here Waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not now- blink 182&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-5752180052212318222?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5752180052212318222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5752180052212318222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/5752180052212318222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-now.html' title='Not now.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SecPz7pEWzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/q1g4urg9LPw/s72-c/192133072_4f51b1ef55_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-3320497293839970673</id><published>2009-04-15T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:54:46.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>countless,endless infinite</title><content type='html'>tuesday night- when to cut my hair. haha. changing hairstyle! its cool because my friend did it for me. cheers for him. hmm then went home and theres a double cheese burger waiting for me.(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today- hmm.. quite funny. i went to school and my friends irritated me. keep praising my hair. dunno if sarcastic or not ah lols. then after recess became moodless. trying to put a fun face and fake laughter and smile. its like sudden. dunno wats the cause of it. after school, played soccer oso still moodless. hmmm dunno wat can only cheer me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-solamente el uno y única poder-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-3320497293839970673?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3320497293839970673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/countlessendless-infinite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_M4R04h_PcY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_M4R04h_PcY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a vid of my late band. i look nerdy. its intentional ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6HCc-f70-us&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6HCc-f70-us&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-1755783594732580348?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1755783594732580348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/vid-of-my-late-band.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1755783594732580348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/1755783594732580348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/vid-of-my-late-band.html' title='Everthing&apos;s magic'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-4817127000559608252</id><published>2009-04-12T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:45:30.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alls Well That Ends Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHgsvszVrI/AAAAAAAAACs/dtoR0Q40qdg/s1600-h/P1030475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323783293851883186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHgsvszVrI/AAAAAAAAACs/dtoR0Q40qdg/s320/P1030475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the last time i'll be playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHgso286VI/AAAAAAAAACk/tLgelBsV8KA/s1600-h/P1030453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323783292015405394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHgso286VI/AAAAAAAAACk/tLgelBsV8KA/s320/P1030453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the last smile i be smilling in the band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHgsdhqS9I/AAAAAAAAACc/O7SG1Gk_E1Y/s1600-h/P1030452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323783288973315026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHgsdhqS9I/AAAAAAAAACc/O7SG1Gk_E1Y/s320/P1030452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the last thing i wan to see..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHfs4qJ1hI/AAAAAAAAACU/N9UxHivqA6c/s1600-h/P1030438.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The days had gone..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323782189255385746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHfscweYpI/AAAAAAAAAB8/I5NaQDoJaw4/s320/fadluddin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me on bass during gigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tribute to my dear niece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHfswkCMzI/AAAAAAAAACM/FKDQzUMJ-Do/s1600-h/P1030448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323782194571916082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHfswkCMzI/AAAAAAAAACM/FKDQzUMJ-Do/s320/P1030448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHfsl4ffII/AAAAAAAAACE/lps2Umz8Fa4/s1600-h/aliaya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323782191704931458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHfsl4ffII/AAAAAAAAACE/lps2Umz8Fa4/s320/aliaya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHfruJgxzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fX_ERhjtiYM/s1600-h/aliya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323782176743933746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHfruJgxzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fX_ERhjtiYM/s320/aliya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my days in the band has come to an end. this is because of n level la. nvm hahas! had fun though throughout the gigs and jammings. hmm another bad news for me, my niece, aliya farzana had gone home!! i miss her badly!! like they say, "everthing comes and goes" but i dun want it to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guess it had to happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all in my mind is to write something. but i dunno wat to write. LOL. guess this is the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye peeps and have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-4817127000559608252?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4817127000559608252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/alls-well-that-ends-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4817127000559608252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/4817127000559608252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/alls-well-that-ends-well.html' title='Alls Well That Ends Well'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SeHgsvszVrI/AAAAAAAAACs/dtoR0Q40qdg/s72-c/P1030475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-9077088127830538241</id><published>2009-04-09T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:26:23.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day At Mahligai Manis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SdzPAF0IHgI/AAAAAAAAABs/jw3O6W40cdo/s1600-h/Annihilation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322356460112846338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SdzPAF0IHgI/AAAAAAAAABs/jw3O6W40cdo/s320/Annihilation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ours was Second Math. its on the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SdzO_5pS30I/AAAAAAAAABk/1Zs0SL3zicc/s1600-h/P1030422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322356456846188354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SdzO_5pS30I/AAAAAAAAABk/1Zs0SL3zicc/s320/P1030422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me on bass. look at the focus on my face, y cant i focus like that on studies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SdzO_XOKDzI/AAAAAAAAABc/pdyNrvk-Xyk/s1600-h/P1030438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322356447605559090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SdzO_XOKDzI/AAAAAAAAABc/pdyNrvk-Xyk/s320/P1030438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left, Fadzly (frontman), fadluddin (bassist), Zhir (just helping out),Yenfi (drummer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SdzO-zEK-OI/AAAAAAAAABU/RnERjdqqgi8/s1600-h/P1030419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322356437899999458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SdzO-zEK-OI/AAAAAAAAABU/RnERjdqqgi8/s320/P1030419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the making;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on sunday, woke up and was late for my gig. When i wanted to go out, my mom nag at me till i can go deaf(seriously). when we reached douby ghout mrt, (BTW, the gig was at near mckenzie rd) it was raining heavily.WTF, i was drenched and lucky i brought an extra shirt. The performance was great. Many of hardcore people were there. but i play punk rock, and the feeling was AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on monday and tuesday, got a f%$&amp;amp;ing detention. it was 2 days straight of total boredom. but whats weird is when u are on dentention, its a time for u to study without any sorts of distraction. cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wednesday. must do dnt which is very lame. regretted that i took dnt. must do a prototype of my product using a freaking cardboard. so must stay back and do, shitznit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that got interclass soccer. as usual, 4c was so superb that we lose 4-0. i dont mind losing while having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thursday which is today. my niece is coming! shes only 8 months. and so freaking cute! cannot tahan the face! if got picture i put it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so thats all my week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(saturday my last gig! :( )&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/1470732535140452852-9077088127830538241?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9077088127830538241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-at-mahligai-manis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/9077088127830538241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/9077088127830538241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-at-mahligai-manis.html' title='A Day At Mahligai Manis.'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SnGjtvKmF5o/SdzPAF0IHgI/AAAAAAAAABs/jw3O6W40cdo/s72-c/Annihilation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1470732535140452852.post-7624543934141235141</id><published>2009-04-08T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T00:19:20.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presdential Speech</title><content type='html'>hi! its been long since i blog. So i started doing CPR on my blog and it came to life!&lt;br /&gt;i know its lame la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final sayings, welcome to my new and revived blog and say hi to me at the right side of this blog on a little box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long and good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1470732535140452852-7624543934141235141?l=fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7624543934141235141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-its-been-long-since-i-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7624543934141235141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1470732535140452852/posts/default/7624543934141235141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fadluddin-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-its-been-long-since-i-blog.html' title='Presdential Speech'/><author><name>Din</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09135358383025774286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
