<?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-2538645243299671601</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:55:29.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear ali,</title><subtitle type='html'>lets TALK my WALK =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-8075398654552462268</id><published>2012-01-07T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T22:02:25.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pernah tak?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eOxaDn8G8Cs/TwkxAB7F6II/AAAAAAAAAYU/jokUOm7t7Nw/s1600/blah%257E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eOxaDn8G8Cs/TwkxAB7F6II/AAAAAAAAAYU/jokUOm7t7Nw/s320/blah%257E.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695137080372750466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kadang kadang dalam hidup, kita diuji dengan macam macam, tapi dalam hati kita rasa macam ada sesuatu yg tak kena. walaupun orang semua cakap, *biaselah dugaan hidup, tuhan sayang kau weh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;senang berkata di mulut, susah diterima hati. sebab kita tahu seakan akan ada seuatu yang tidak kena. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;something is really wrong with something with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just hope im wrong,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-8075398654552462268?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8075398654552462268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2012/01/pernah-tak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8075398654552462268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8075398654552462268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2012/01/pernah-tak.html' title='pernah tak?'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eOxaDn8G8Cs/TwkxAB7F6II/AAAAAAAAAYU/jokUOm7t7Nw/s72-c/blah%257E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4906028957011886196</id><published>2012-01-03T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T03:59:27.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life frustration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fylo4yEkO5Y/TwLq8MgZqrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/l6i4WPerOM4/s1600/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fylo4yEkO5Y/TwLq8MgZqrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/l6i4WPerOM4/s320/DSC00697.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693371198819904178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;look what the system did to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is not who i was. i was better before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;way better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trying to improve from that point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to become one of the best perhaps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but in the process&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i followed the path of trusting someone . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;telling the personal part of my problem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i could one day be just like all of them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that are respected in the society,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and loved by the angels of heavens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9pAoOgxBck/TwLrlZkFHpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/x7GVNH06cJU/s1600/DSC00725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9pAoOgxBck/TwLrlZkFHpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/x7GVNH06cJU/s320/DSC00725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693371906699632274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but you turn against me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;supposedly ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if i follow the rule,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my problems areto be solved, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not being talked of it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not making fun of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3XjMQ_HfGM/TwLsZL5FhOI/AAAAAAAAAYI/m3Ul2eyXcO8/s1600/PB130458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l3XjMQ_HfGM/TwLsZL5FhOI/AAAAAAAAAYI/m3Ul2eyXcO8/s320/PB130458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693372796382840034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i guess the system was'nt wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but the system trusted the wrong person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and for that reason,i cannot go back to how i was before, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is something big, that could affect my whole life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and it had,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you shall be blamed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;life was fun, and more meaningful before that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that moment when you screwed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D4GBfXPuB68/TwLr2ibov1I/AAAAAAAAAX8/2p3e8sINbzU/s1600/DSC00609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D4GBfXPuB68/TwLr2ibov1I/AAAAAAAAAX8/2p3e8sINbzU/s320/DSC00609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693372201137913682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;takpe,korg mesti takphm, tp kt luar sana ada yg faham, srry korg terpakse  bace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4906028957011886196?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4906028957011886196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-frustration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4906028957011886196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4906028957011886196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-frustration.html' title='life frustration'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fylo4yEkO5Y/TwLq8MgZqrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/l6i4WPerOM4/s72-c/DSC00697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-141443975814542242</id><published>2012-01-03T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T03:35:51.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dah lebih seminggu. tapi takpe.aku nk tulis jugak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it may seem waaaaaay to long to say this. but just to let you know. that it is not that i forgotted . but rather its just a way of obeying your order. you once said that if it was ever your birthday, never to wish it. and the sole reason that you believed in will always be in my mind. remembered,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"buat apa kamu wish?? xkn la harini je kamu nk igt org tu?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah.this goes for mother's day as well. a lesson i learnt from this statement is that we should always appreciate other person,and never take them for granted. dont just remember a person when it's their birthday. but cherish them through your life :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but of course, you never expect kids to understand this. they seem to enjoy doing this. so let em do what they want, and of course. if birthdays do make a person happier. why not? but the person im talking here is someone,i just HAVE to wish. although you may not like it, just to let you know i did not forget even though i didnt say it out loud to you. ofcourse. spending time with you now is like almost impossible. and yeah. you like to read my blog right?:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so,happy 46'th birthday umi, on last teusday* that is,, you are one strong woman i have to say.enduring what all the thick in life so far, is not what every woman might able to handle. please. all i want to see is you being happy, so just dont go yet.i still got a long way to go.and i need you to be there for me. and most importantly, to be there to see me succeed in life. theres just so much i need to show to you, to prove to you, to make up for the loss i've made in my past. so just stay okay? ill promise to take you back to aberystwyth , london as how you always wanted. who knows we  can maybe live in that old pen house again ??:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ggsiow6iLnw/TwLmghD-IoI/AAAAAAAAAXM/EiTif_lHbGU/s1600/DSC01717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ggsiow6iLnw/TwLmghD-IoI/AAAAAAAAAXM/EiTif_lHbGU/s320/DSC01717.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693366325254955650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with love, your son . thank you for always being there for me. for being my everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-141443975814542242?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/141443975814542242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2012/01/dah-lebih-seminggu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/141443975814542242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/141443975814542242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2012/01/dah-lebih-seminggu.html' title=''/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ggsiow6iLnw/TwLmghD-IoI/AAAAAAAAAXM/EiTif_lHbGU/s72-c/DSC01717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4782940844491751023</id><published>2011-12-26T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T06:44:35.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets be clear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm1EieQ0c0o/TviIG5B5FTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/VY5Pu3F-viM/s1600/DSC03704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm1EieQ0c0o/TviIG5B5FTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/VY5Pu3F-viM/s320/DSC03704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690447781151970610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;write to express, not impress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this dusty place, i havent update this for quite sometime. not that i wanna say my life is getting a little dull with no story to tell. well if you go blogwalking to other blogs, youll see how vast post after posts keeps coming on the top. unlike mine that is. but just so that you'd know, this is not like any other typical blog you see. in which, like a diary, everything is written to keep note of everything we did. (please rephrase me if im wrong)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but ef waii aii. here in my blog i dont seem to do the same. whats the point of being the same with everyone? typical is just not gonna be me. ill write on occasion that when it happens, it usually brings about a question in my mind, raising a thought, that will make myself a better person. think outside the box. and you will understand what im saying :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but just because i dont post, doesnt mean my life is a lowlife no greatness in it type. but sometimes, either im too busy, or just it is best to be kept for myself, afterall, some opinions are best not to be shared, :D and yeah. the 1st rule for me in writing is stated in the 1st sentence :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy new years guys ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4782940844491751023?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4782940844491751023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/12/lets-be-clear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4782940844491751023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4782940844491751023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/12/lets-be-clear.html' title='lets be clear'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zm1EieQ0c0o/TviIG5B5FTI/AAAAAAAAAXA/VY5Pu3F-viM/s72-c/DSC03704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-5393837451496324086</id><published>2011-11-27T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T07:33:12.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last friday night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dB8Bh8TUzAU/TtJXdn9e_nI/AAAAAAAAAWk/t4yXujChyfA/s1600/DSC_2085.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dB8Bh8TUzAU/TtJXdn9e_nI/AAAAAAAAAWk/t4yXujChyfA/s320/DSC_2085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679698246522306162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25hb,november, 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was going down to class . wasnt late . but delayed, farhan gave me a Tshirt from mumbai at the stairs with nai and ama that time. THANKS :) but down the stairs, met arif .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*weh aku arini tak pg kelas kot*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*apesal?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*kwn aku meninggal smlm*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*(innalillah). kenapa?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*die kne denggi. budak puncak alam jugak tu.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*hish, ni budak kelas kau dah tau blm??*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*dah. tau tak jln dri sini nik pg semenyih cane? tp dr shah alam la. aku pg shah alam dulu*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*and i told the directions to him, *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he left to his house to prepare himself to go to her house. and it also left me with a thought. something to think of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in my thought, typically, that girl who passed away, was never prepared to go , yet. and ofcourse the lat moths she was laying a smile and laughter never less than any one else among us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but Allah said that it is her time, and she must go. And this got me thinking. its just a matter of time. before anyone's time is up, it could be anyone, it could be us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as the night falls, i recieved a text message from zawin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* weh aku dga cte sir param meninggal kt ijn. kau tau tak ali?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*tak pulak. bile?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* tak tau. aku pn dpt tau dr kan aku punye cikgu akaun.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* owh, sorry to hear. thx for the info*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i called my friends just to tell them this news. and most of them wouldnt believe. and the 1st thing they would ask is,, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* die da masok islam belum??*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, theres a story behind all this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, basically, this sir param is my chemistry teacher for my tution at mas institute . a great one though. he was the one who made me realize that chemistry wasnt that bad, and spm wasnt that bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moreover(cewah mcm karangan pulak. haha) although he seems quite old. but he was a rich and healthy person who likes to climb mountains. but what really made his students see him as a great person was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that the ability for him to understand islam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was ramdhan last year if i was not mistaken. he was teaching chemistry at an evening class instead of the night class. but as expected evening class would tire the peoples easily, its also an after school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ssession as well, so what more can you expect? but at the end of the class. he started to give a minor speach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ok, thats all for today. selamat berbuka semua. saya tahu kamu semua letih, tapi sedarlah. syaitan ni takkan berhenti mengajak kamu pergi neraka. buat benda baik ni memang la susah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;benda nak dapat pahale la katekan.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry i couldnt remember from a to z of the speech. but what i do remember is that after the speech , everyone was speecheless. and then he continued.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* saya bukan taknak masok islam, tapi kalau saya masok tapi buat dosa,. nnt dah nak mati saya masok la islam, boleh kan . ALI?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he asked me a question that simple, yet i cannot answer, i was still wondering, is this man for real?? i hope he is. im thinkin everyone else there would think the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as me. but i guess ill never know the answer right?? anyway.i hope you may rest in peace sir, love, your students of mas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALFATIHAH.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-5393837451496324086?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5393837451496324086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-friday-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5393837451496324086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5393837451496324086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/11/last-friday-night.html' title='last friday night'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dB8Bh8TUzAU/TtJXdn9e_nI/AAAAAAAAAWk/t4yXujChyfA/s72-c/DSC_2085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-7741138609503130499</id><published>2011-11-01T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T19:50:17.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the silent treatment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWhVXMl-35A/TrCoNP-FyPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/9Fd8mmHOlKc/s1600/DSC00303.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWhVXMl-35A/TrCoNP-FyPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/9Fd8mmHOlKc/s320/DSC00303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670216876438178034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(lazy-ass boardslide -,-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;when you do something.you may fail or you may fly,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;family, friends and foods, they never fail to be the main source of solving any problems you face i n life. but at certain times, despite knowing that complaining wont change a thing, sometimes complaining is just another way to just let loose of the problem, although wise people would think twice of doing so. because in the end, the main problem is still not solved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess im not among the wisest when it comes to solving problems. i just dont do the talks  so much, dont wanna be a burden to others :) besides, im never good with words anyway. heeeh. it seems that when ever im in an effed up situation, i tend to find a solution that doesnt actually solves the problem. but rather stalls my mind from making that problem a fuzz in the head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; and yeah, you may guess it right. when others complain or anything. i tend to go outside the house and take the board , with barefooted or half shredded shoes doesnt matter. and just pop or flick the board. it kinda makes me forget about everything else. although its actually quite sucky to have a hobby that is costy and it sheds your blood. and in my current situation, picking up where i left it 3 months ago is not an easy thing. especially my reflexes. my spontaneous body responses are different from usual, my mind is still sending signals as if im still handicapped. pfft. what am i bablin here~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recovery is a process* i know . a sad fact i need to accept.  even after one year of skating, im still at a gay level.&lt;i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;kalau la tak crack tgn back then&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;T.T needs more time, i need more time. huhu. but hey, this is my way of solving my issues. the silent treatment. never failed me. yet :) hehe. although i suck in it. but one lesson you should learn in life is that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; * you may fail or you may fly, but what really matter is that you try * :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aU382Q5GRP8/TrCvA1fydtI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/X5K-86Uboh4/s1600/DSC00328.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aU382Q5GRP8/TrCvA1fydtI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/X5K-86Uboh4/s320/DSC00328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670224359754725074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;(frontside crooked?=&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: HEY YOU! thanks for spending some time to read my scribbles :) youre awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-7741138609503130499?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7741138609503130499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/11/silent-treatment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7741138609503130499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7741138609503130499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/11/silent-treatment.html' title='the silent treatment.'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWhVXMl-35A/TrCoNP-FyPI/AAAAAAAAAWE/9Fd8mmHOlKc/s72-c/DSC00303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-5319547824484417829</id><published>2011-10-31T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T16:23:09.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its time, i hope its in time</title><content type='html'>umi i hope everything is going to where you planned, may your plan of this coming 6 months be a success. just hope that you know ill be behind you all the way. i may not be there 24/7 at the time you need me. but just ask if you need anything. all the best, love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-5319547824484417829?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5319547824484417829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-time-i-hope-its-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5319547824484417829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5319547824484417829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-time-i-hope-its-in-time.html' title='its time, i hope its in time'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4045600885300765782</id><published>2011-10-29T08:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T00:32:28.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shut the ef up after this :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BO1B4oxpC4/Tqwmc93NQfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r80dKAw4QDc/s1600/pic%2B157.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BO1B4oxpC4/Tqwmc93NQfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r80dKAw4QDc/s320/pic%2B157.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668948310036922866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramai yang tanya, maka ini jawapannya.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the reason why i dont have a girlfriend is not because i fear commitment, but rather that i dont want to repeat what happened in the past, and yeah, takda yg sudi. sad but true.EL OH EL! MUAHAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but above all, pls dont say a thing about me when the only thing you know of me is only my name :) keep that opinion to yourself, you think you know me well when all you know of me is my facebook. get some reality check, please, thankyou :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4045600885300765782?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4045600885300765782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/10/ramai-yang-tanya-maka-ini-jawapannya.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4045600885300765782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4045600885300765782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/10/ramai-yang-tanya-maka-ini-jawapannya.html' title='shut the ef up after this :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BO1B4oxpC4/Tqwmc93NQfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/r80dKAw4QDc/s72-c/pic%2B157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-7673315338326365562</id><published>2011-09-30T17:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T17:46:11.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no time for regrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/301111_10150299835061627_698656626_8316315_1502435553_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/301111_10150299835061627_698656626_8316315_1502435553_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;this is a sad story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; this little poor child, told her mother: "Mom, I painted th&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;e sheets with lipstick, " outraged mother struck the child unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she apologized for what she had done and asked the child's eyes opened, but it was too late. Her little heart had stopped. Bedroom sheets read ... "Mom, I love you. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-7673315338326365562?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7673315338326365562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-time-for-regrets.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7673315338326365562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7673315338326365562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-time-for-regrets.html' title='no time for regrets'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-1729033930608077892</id><published>2011-09-22T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T00:35:39.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a not-so-perfect chapter laid to rest :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;selalu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bilik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sndiri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;atau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bilik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;syidi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sebab&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sekarang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;masing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;masing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lappy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;takyah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;klua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bilik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;sindiri&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dapat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; free :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;tibe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;tergerak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;nk&lt;/span&gt; on9 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;dekat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt; kt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;bawah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;nmpak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;satu&lt;/span&gt; folder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;baru&lt;/span&gt;, thought i never found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;tht&lt;/span&gt; folder to ever existed, but then it did, pics aftermath accident &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;sume&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;, and yeah, it rang me one thing. there was something on my mind that i wanted to share.even though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;mcm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;penah&lt;/span&gt; post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;sblm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;rase&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;mcm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;nk&lt;/span&gt; post lg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;skali&lt;/span&gt; =).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;obviously, after surviving that clash. everything flashes before my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here are some things  that i could remember, not that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; saying i had a trauma or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;wutsoeva&lt;/span&gt;, but, well, just read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; thank you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly, i remembered that at that morning i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; prayed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;isya&lt;/span&gt; yet. YA ALLAH, what if i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; given the time to pray , was all the good things i did enough for me to ensure my afterlife? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and secondly, if that was my last day, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much things i still wanna say to everyone, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; much things i wanna share with everyone, and all i could say was sorry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;umi&lt;/span&gt;, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; able to fulfill your desire of having a son to be a doctor, or even to give you the chance of having the opportunity to visit a son of yours during his studies at overseas, i know you were never satisfied with what i have achieved in life so far. its not a pride to cling to it rite? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ayah, sorry i wrecked the car as hell, i knew how much that car was a precious thing to you, but never the less, i hope that you knew that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; do it on purpose, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;thankyou&lt;/span&gt; for everything :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;syidi&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for the boards and everything. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. all i could say is that you should be a greater example for the others. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; no good one. all i did was never right in the eyes of everyone, i never knew the right way around everyone, you should teach the kids how since i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; there to do so :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;adek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;adek&lt;/span&gt;, all i can say is, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;blja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;rajin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;rajin&lt;/span&gt; , know that the world is bigger than what you've seen, plenty more to discover, plenty more to cherish, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; much more to tolerate on. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friends, sorry if i was never there at the time you needed a friend the most, a time where a somebody could change a chaos to a silky smooth and calm situation,  and sorry, for i know i am not the best person you'll ever know, honestly, all i ever wished for is to be a person you'll acknowledge of not taking yourselves for granted. and up until now, i still hope none of you would think twice to doubt me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;thankyou&lt;/span&gt; everyone for everything :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with love, to all of you who 's reading this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yet here i am, sitting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt;, almost as healthy as i was back then. but if i was to die young.i hope that you could all forgive me. for everything i did, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; really sorry everyone, i really am.  but my last wish would not be complicated as writing me a song as how a7x did in so far away. nor do i was to be mourned, but just a simple perfect funeral. and a constant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;doa&lt;/span&gt; from all :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;kalau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;kalau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;hutang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;saya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;sempat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;bayar&lt;/span&gt;,. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;minta&lt;/span&gt; halal, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;kalau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;tanak&lt;/span&gt; halal, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85"&gt;boleh&lt;/span&gt; refer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86"&gt;pada&lt;/span&gt; family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_87"&gt;saya&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_88"&gt;maaf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_89"&gt;umi&lt;/span&gt; ayah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_90"&gt;suma&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_91"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_92"&gt;jgn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_93"&gt;risau&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_94"&gt;kalau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_95"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_96"&gt;hutang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_97"&gt;dengan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_98"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_99"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_100"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_101"&gt;halalkan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_102"&gt;kalau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_103"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_104"&gt;salah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_105"&gt;silap&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_106"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_107"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_108"&gt;maafkan&lt;/span&gt;, never did i grudged a thing against all of you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lesson i learnt was that we could never be sure when would be our time, *foolish lies of growing old* how many among us met the end of the road at a very young age, and they lived less than 50% of a normal person's lifespan. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_109"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; yeah, for all this unfortunate people (i hope its not me) would have problems of enabling themselves to prepare of the last and final words to say to everyone, and this is mine. :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_110"&gt;thankyou&lt;/span&gt; for your time peoples . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd1slGR1iUc/TqwiwO-Nl9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/8-nOJCACCvY/s1600/P1040070.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd1slGR1iUc/TqwiwO-Nl9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/8-nOJCACCvY/s320/P1040070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668944243000711122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st time tgk pn mcm tringt igt mase 1st kene. kpale terhantuk dkt cermin tu, tak tau lak byk rambut smpai cmtu skali. and the damage on the stereng is  from the impact of my hand. utterly cracked it though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DLlfVN7WwYc/TqweSeOm-YI/AAAAAAAAAVU/53D1QS1Kfl8/s1600/P1040069.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DLlfVN7WwYc/TqweSeOm-YI/AAAAAAAAAVU/53D1QS1Kfl8/s320/P1040069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668939333653428610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what remains??  my self concious . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-1729033930608077892?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1729033930608077892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/09/not-so-perfect-chapter-laid-to-rest.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1729033930608077892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1729033930608077892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/09/not-so-perfect-chapter-laid-to-rest.html' title='a not-so-perfect chapter laid to rest :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bd1slGR1iUc/TqwiwO-Nl9I/AAAAAAAAAVg/8-nOJCACCvY/s72-c/P1040070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-766636757034002707</id><published>2011-09-16T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T18:01:46.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that morning and one only morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pb4_YnXrvxY/TnSKimlBRuI/AAAAAAAAATU/-lkcqj7WMWY/s1600/IMG_0456.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pb4_YnXrvxY/TnSKimlBRuI/AAAAAAAAATU/-lkcqj7WMWY/s320/IMG_0456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653295759332820706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok if post sblm ni dh cte smpai kt hospital aku nk cte la pulak ape jd dkt hospital... Huhu ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, turun ambulans die ckp suro tgu n jgn turun lagi. Die nk amek kerusi roda..aku ckp xpe aku bole jln.. Abg ambulans tu ckp die nk pg cari jp kerusi roda tu.. In the mean time die tye .. Aku ni smoke x. Kalau x die nk hulur sbatang. Mmg x la en. Last last aku kne jalan gk sbb kerusi roda tu dh abes.. Ngengg~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh jln smpai emergency ward tu aku tgk kiri kanan sume old ppls, and mostly sume doctors there are housemans.. Last time aku kt hospital klang ni was when i was born.. Haha. Datang balek aku kt sni.. Hee tgk bangunan pn sume dah lme. Oldskoolbai! Hee.. the only thing dlm kpe aku skrg ni is just nk kua dr hospital ni asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Then a nurse mntak ic then die suro aku pg baring. As i lay down die tros buat standard procedure.. Cocok kt tgn utk inject rabies ape sume. Tgk mata. All tht stuff la.. again, tanye aku smoke ke tak. hmmph. X thn mase die nk tgk blood pressure die test dkt tgn kiri aku. Time tu x rse sakit sgt sbb adrenaline still rushing within me. Mase tu pkol 5. Umi asek calling tye ape cte mcmane oke tak sume. Then die ckp.. Nnt jgn lupe solat subuh.. Allah.. Aku isya pn blm lg time tu. Aku tye nurse tu mana surau nk solat. Die xnk gtau n die suro aku tido. Ikhwan kt sblh pn ckp suro aku tido gk. Die ckp nnt dah setel pg la solat.So aku pn tdo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dh tdo aku terjage byk kali gk. Tgk tepi ikhwan tak tido dr td tgk aku.. Pehh. Tq bro! Tgk jam dh subuh . Damnit miss isya. Takpela ikhwan suro smbg tido. Aku tido but then skalu ni terjage sbb darah kt dahi start mengalir balek. Aku pgl nurse sume buat bodo je. Igt aku x pkai spek aku xnmpak ke kau tga bace surat khabar .. Shitt. Last last out of nowhere tibe ade sorg nurse die stop kn bleeding tu. Ikhwan time tu pg setelkn procedure utk jahit kpale n xray. So aku sorg time tuh. Knpe la aku dh bpe lme kt situ bru skrg die nk setel kn aku.. Bkn nye dorg bz pn.. Pkol 630 br nk start proses aku.. Hehh. Government hospital.. As expected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikhwan dtg ckp nk pg cek xray dulu.. Time adrenaline dh mule fading away .. So all the pain starts to hurt.. Smpai kt tmpt xray tu kne tgu turn. Tgk sblm aku tu bru aku tau cmne org koma kne xray. Huhu. Evrytime die nk isi borang for a procedure die akn tye aku smoke ke x . Wtf do.. Jahat sgt ke muke aku??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah xray die suro aku pg balek dkt ward utk tgu nk jahit kpale lak . Aku ckp aku nk tdo die x bg .. Die suro duduk. Fine aku duduk dkt katil igt skjp jer then nk tros pg jahit tgk2 lama. Ade nurse len lalu kt katil aku dan tye npe aku x baring . Bile aku nk baring datang nurse td suro aku pg jahit pulak. Adehhh~ sabo jela..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kt bilik jahit tu aku sorg sbb ikhwan kne setel utk aku masok wad biase.. Aku dh pike bpe lme pulak la aku kne stay kt sni. Cuti seminggu je..ah redah je la .. Naik atas katil tu. Dokter tanggal balut dkt kpale  and then die nk jahit kpale die mcm pelik.. Then die pgl kwn die..&lt;br /&gt;-ni nk jahit cmane nh.. Theres no cut.. Skin loss je sume.&lt;br /&gt;- abeh darah ni mengalir dari mana??&lt;br /&gt;Xkn la x nmpak kt.. Pastu die nk cari kt mana darah mengalir die picit semua tmpt yg ade drh drh. Kalau adrenaline ade lg aku takesah la. Ni sumpah rase weh -,- kalau picit picit jumpe xpe gk.. Last last kne pgl gk senior dorg sbb dorg tatau cane. Darah time ni dok mengalir and die x bg aku tido. Tau kn sbb pe??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dokter pmpuan tu dtg and die ulang balek prosedur laki td. Ntah ape ssh sgt nk cari drmmana darah klua. Aku pejam je mata the whole process tu. Muke mmg da basah ngn darah last last dorg da jmpe dari mana darah kua ztau cane nk jahit.&lt;br /&gt;Yg laki suro jahit dlm dulu bru jahit lua.. Yang pmpuan tu suro jahit lua je nnt dlm ok la. Ok fine buat la pape jnji setel. Psni yg sakit gile. Die nk jahit msti bius dulu.. Hell yeah. Thts the most bitter pain. Dah lme x kne mcmtu. Dkt tmpt die nk jahit tu die akn inject bius atas bwh kiri kanan and finally tgh tgh at the center of the wound. Ok sumpah tak tipu tu sakt gila . Tp xde la smpai nanges .hehe. Dlm hati pike just tht this will be over soon. Soon. Soon. Mase die jahit tu mcm jahit baju lak. Tarek tarek benang as if  kpale aku ni kain je..&lt;br /&gt;-adek jgn gerak kpale nk ketatkn jahitan nh&lt;br /&gt;Smbil jahit jahit dorg sume borak mcm aku ni xde je.. Adehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i rise up up fom the bed i can see that it is drenched in blood already.. Damn it how much blood have i lost today. Pg kt emergrncy ward balek then ikwan ckp maybe kne stay few days dkt sini sbb dokter ckp maybe kne masok besi.. Seb bek tak.. Time ni umi n ayh da dtg n ikwan pn balek sbb ayh die dh dtg. Pg la setel simen pulak dlm bilik casting yg super sejuk and then die pakse aku diri shirtless formabout 10 minutes for nothing. Then umi masok dlm bilik tu nk bg baju.. Da ade bju bru la x sjuk sgt then die psg cast bru aku blah dr hospital masok ward byase.. It was like 9++ tht time die. before balek dokter kne resolve dulu aku sakit ape next appointment bile bru bole balek. part dokter nk resolve sakit tu yg x le bla tu. Pdhl sumenye houseman yg nk cek. Dokter cek awl awl dh. Houseman nihh -.- fyi housemans are freshie doctors or practical kt. Huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Balek. Dlm kete miyul n syikin call ckp aku kt mne sbb die nk lawat.. Pdhal plan aslmpg tu nk pg skate sme sme. Then alya nk mntk tlg anta pg airport mmg sry sgtsgt aku xbleh.. Lastly aku endup spendi the whole cuti mid sem dkt rumah je -.- sume yg dh plan bagai kne tangguh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is some stupid video i made at the ER. sry for the mumblin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oke,pkai earfone yehh :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9c8974190bc2f5ef" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c8974190bc2f5ef%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331774717%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4985A42B0E0EDB03338A43FDC4094E719D154D.5C826BC1EC4945CEA48C604E8926899EF589E99C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c8974190bc2f5ef%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DA1o95k-QMhmUGPdB2wmQ1ViljzI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c8974190bc2f5ef%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331774717%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4985A42B0E0EDB03338A43FDC4094E719D154D.5C826BC1EC4945CEA48C604E8926899EF589E99C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c8974190bc2f5ef%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DA1o95k-QMhmUGPdB2wmQ1ViljzI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-766636757034002707?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/766636757034002707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/09/ok-if-post-sblm-ni-dh-cte-smpai-kt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/766636757034002707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/766636757034002707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/09/ok-if-post-sblm-ni-dh-cte-smpai-kt.html' title='that morning and one only morning'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pb4_YnXrvxY/TnSKimlBRuI/AAAAAAAAATU/-lkcqj7WMWY/s72-c/IMG_0456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-6395881758032857253</id><published>2011-09-11T06:29:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T09:23:35.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that night and one only night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dtYTnlQsQVQ/Tm4xh7PdmiI/AAAAAAAAATM/CzGVjqg0iss/s1600/IMG_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dtYTnlQsQVQ/Tm4xh7PdmiI/AAAAAAAAATM/CzGVjqg0iss/s320/IMG_0673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651509041304541730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owkaaaaayhh!!!! &lt;br /&gt;I thnk its time for me to tell what happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, jumaat petaang, lps lepak mkn mcd dkt kkpr, ahmad nini dtg amek instead of umi and syidi, dlm pkol 5 kt time tu. Smpai shah alam dlm magrib time tuh.. Lepak 2 mkn jap,, then pg anta kwn laily smpai uma die then pg cuci kete jap. Bla bla bla smpai uma pkol 11 kt. Bkk skype then ckp kt kwn kwn tu aku nk tdo jp sbb kol 3 kne pg amek cah dr pahang kt bustop.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was goinng to sleep, syidi dtg bilik aku die ckp... &lt;br /&gt;-Ali jom pg skate &lt;br /&gt;-bile??  &lt;br /&gt;- skrg la. &lt;br /&gt;- jap aku tuka baju &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gile.. Mmg la aku pg skate.. Dah thn bpe lme x men kt skate park. So aku tuka baju and then gi la skate ngn syidi and rkan rakan die. Smapi pkol 230 ckp kt syidi balek skrg sbb aku kne mandi n pg amek kwn kwn tuh..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pg amek  dorg kt bustop tau tau xde kdit lak enset. So seb bek jmpe dorg. Then hanta dorg pg subang kt usj 9. Otw ade lak org ni tga nntok bwk kete trhuyung hayang. Damnnn.  Xpe la. Hanta dorg balek and mase tu pkol 4 kt. And mase tuh la,, everythin turned into a nightmare .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dr subang oke je drive. Mase smpai kt seksyen 19 tu dah mule rase len mcm dah .drive kjap kjap trtido.. Kamis tu x tdo smpai la mase tuu.. So mane la x ngntok kn?? Smpai dkt 18 terpike,,  ni xle bwk laju laju ni,, kne slow siket.. So i shifted the gear to the fourth gear, and unbuckle the seat belt and lean on the stereng wheel. Bese buat mcm tu  okay je. So my speed reduced from 120 to 80.. Ntah cemane aku trtido nyenyak pulak smpai aku rse tayar kereta dh naek atas tanah devider.. Bkk je mata haaa amek kau, edge of a highway's devider yg besi tu collide head to head with  ayah's wira.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely tht impact made my adrenaline rush throughout my body and im not mengantok .. Kpale mcm terhantuk siket dkt cermin. Time tu dlm hati Ya Allah!  Cmne nk cover cite kt ayah niii -.-takpe takpe yg pnting  skrg nh amek brg pnting dlu and kua kete. Cek poket enset pk.. Ipod tah kt mana pulak.. Time tu igt peluh tibe tibe byk turun kt muke.. Bile sapu bru prasan darah rupenyee -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cari tisu yg biaae kt blkg dah ade kt dpn dh.. Amek la dlm 10 hwlai tu buat tahan darah kt dahi. Tgk2 darah x benti.. 2 3 kali perah tuka set tisu baru nk thn darah tu baru blood stop. At tht time aku dh kt lua kete tkt kete meletup pulak kang lg complicated things turn out.. Nak call org tgk2 enset xde kedit pulakk..  Seb bek la call 999 tayah gune kdit.. But free calls have their prices too. Operator die apesal la prangai gitu.. Adeeh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ye encik ali husaini ape kecemasan anda?  &lt;br /&gt;Wahhebattaunameaku!*&lt;br /&gt;- saye accdent skrg nh cmane? &lt;br /&gt;-awak nak saye call tow truck ke?? &lt;br /&gt;*aku tga sakit ni kau bole ckp aku nk tow truck ? Ape ke bangangnye -,- &lt;br /&gt;- saye skrg ni kpale saye berdarah cmane yeh?? &lt;br /&gt;- owhh. Skjp ye saye smbgkn kpd hospital... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smbg je kt hospital ni lg sorg bangang  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- ye  apa kecemasan anda?? &lt;br /&gt;- saye br lps accident kepala saye drh drh ni .. Nk wat cmane skrg?? &lt;br /&gt;- awak nk saye pgl tow truck ke?? &lt;br /&gt;Wtf is wrong with you guys -,-** &lt;br /&gt;-tak. Kpale saye darah byk ni cmane?? Nk buat ape??  &lt;br /&gt;- nak saye pglkan ambulans ke??&lt;br /&gt;- haa tak kesah la jnji boleh setel.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- oke skrg saye nk tau dgn siape saye berckp yeh  &lt;br /&gt; Bodoh hanta je la dulu ambulan&lt;br /&gt;- ali husaini  &lt;br /&gt;- ok nama ic apa &lt;br /&gt;Sabo jela&lt;br /&gt;- 920223~~~ &lt;br /&gt;- ok alamat awak?? &lt;br /&gt;- hanta je dulu ambulans bole x?&lt;br /&gt;- skjp ye dik saye kne isi borang ni sume dulu.&lt;br /&gt;Mampos kau la. Bg adress die mntak nama bapak la plk. Ic bapak sume. Sakai tol ..aku darah ni die x pike ke. &lt;br /&gt;-oke dek skrg ni abg nk alamat tmpt adek accident&lt;br /&gt;- saye x nmpak sbb spek saye da ilang tp skrg saye dkt flyover blkg sacc shah alam . Kalau lalu highway dr 18 menghala ke dataran nmpak la nnt. &lt;br /&gt;- adek kne la specific siket tmpt kt mana. Highway apa and kilometer brape kt highway tu.&lt;br /&gt;- mana la saye nk tau lalu je nnt nmpak la ade kete accident. Bk byk pn accident kete tu. Satu ni je &lt;br /&gt;- ade land mark ape ape x yg bole gune tuk tau kt mana lokasi?? &lt;br /&gt;- phm x saye punye spek dh ilang masa accident tu mana saye nk nmpaknape sgt. Tp kalau lalu highway kesas smpai ke msjid negeri tu nmpak la. Cube la cari..  &lt;br /&gt;- okay. Ambulan dah otw. Time kasih &lt;br /&gt;Tuttuttut........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay happennto be mase aku accident tu ade geng geng budak fixie pass by. Budak 18 gk tu.. Haha mntak ijhwan enset die call syidi surotolong setelkan kete jap mase tu. Die pn mAse tu pg inform ayah umi psl aku accident. At the same time tibe tibe polis dtg. Igt nk tolong pape. Die dtg then tanye &lt;br /&gt;- ni spe gado kt sini ??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangang ape. Nmpak tak kete tu knfm la accident vuduh.. &lt;br /&gt;Yhen bole pulakmbntai dir suro aku masok kete. Org nk blah dr kete die suro aku masok dlm kete tu.. Isap rokok then dah abes sebatang blah. Wtf dude?? Ape kau punye peranan do?? Stupid~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after like 15 mnts tu,, ambulan dtg then ikhwan follow pg hospital klang. At tht time darah dh kering so mcm x rse sakit sgt kt kpale except tgn rase sakit . Dlm ambulan tu die mcm nk bersihkan kpale dr serpihan serpihan kace. Mase tu byk gile kaca kt kpale and hairs yg putus pendek pendek sbb impact tuh. Huhu. Ikhwan kate die nk termuntah dlm ambulans tu.. Then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upps , i think ill post pasal ape jd kt hospital next post la . Nk kne bce buku nih.. Hee.. Goodluck sume budak palam!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-6395881758032857253?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6395881758032857253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/09/owkaaaaayhh-i-thnk-its-time-for-me-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6395881758032857253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6395881758032857253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/09/owkaaaaayhh-i-thnk-its-time-for-me-to.html' title='that night and one only night'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dtYTnlQsQVQ/Tm4xh7PdmiI/AAAAAAAAATM/CzGVjqg0iss/s72-c/IMG_0673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-103859519807074788</id><published>2011-09-11T06:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T19:15:30.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sincerely , here is part of my tale :)</title><content type='html'>ye saya tahu,&lt;div&gt;saya mengaku,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya tak seperti yang anda mahu ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dear you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are trying to say that im a troubled kid? because of what i do? i skate? the songs i hear? the life i live? is it wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk if its wrong with my reasons. i like skating as a hobby, if you hate a person's hobby, then idk why ur not hating the stamp collectors or the shopaholics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah. i hear songs where it is not accepted by the majority of the society. but the message they try to portrait is absolutely better . let them hear the feel with the words.and let them know, that life is not just about love and entertainment.. theres more to think of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah, i live a life of where i think i can make others happy, is it wrong to make other people happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i cant change your perception no matter how and what i say, A verdict has been made. and i alone will eventually notice why im outcasted by you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah, i gotta admit, i was never born from a filthy rich parent that can spoil me with everything the world can offer. and umi always told me that we are not that rich to have everything we want, if people but this as a benchmark to us then what else can we do? God is not to be blamed, EVER :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh, and i tried , i swear i tried, but i guess it was just never meant for me, to  be studying in a place where all the most intelligent students are.due to that im am not as bright as them, just barely , im here where i am now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and dont talk about my physical. im not that hot looking. or that superior athletic type of person.so, it all makes sense doesnt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i may not be the Alpha male ever to walk this earth, but if people outcast me because of the things i just stated. then i can hope for nothing more than a happier life for you. as long as you are happy then i have nothing, against you :)&lt;/div&gt;&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brM-IMnA7WU/TpB0VtpatKI/AAAAAAAAATk/SO8_Zl2U5dA/s1600/IMG_0377.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brM-IMnA7WU/TpB0VtpatKI/AAAAAAAAATk/SO8_Zl2U5dA/s320/IMG_0377.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661152647984100514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;friends. what would you do without them? indeed, when we have problems, we come to our loved ones to share it, but when we have problems with our loved ones, its them whom we search rite? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.l3-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/10/e8b57880981b0081d07eedb7a5d5ba43/m.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 120px;" src="http://a2.l3-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/10/e8b57880981b0081d07eedb7a5d5ba43/m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is a band of the song where most of the society rejects. fyi, this band is made up of those who once, was troubled in a lot of stuff such as drugs and yg sewaktu dengannye. and by forming this band, they want to curb the straight edge spirit( a will of not turning back to what they were. a disaster and a burden to the society) in everyone. truely, hardcore music, is 1/3 music and 2/3 is the lyric. try looking at the lyric of *infidelity* and this the reason i stay*. more about them, see this link &lt;a href="http://ijam315.wordpress.com/2009/02/05/tour-xmotivationx-second-combat/"&gt;http://ijam315.wordpress.com/2009/02/05/tour-xmotivationx-second-combat/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rfjhmQ-s0fA/TpByV1zC6HI/AAAAAAAAATc/-xfLwyQdQgg/s1600/Photo0075.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rfjhmQ-s0fA/TpByV1zC6HI/AAAAAAAAATc/-xfLwyQdQgg/s320/Photo0075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661150451148712050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this is just something i do to pass my time. a way to let go all my problem, what else for a virgin like me can do? hahahaha. p/s: virgin , i mean of never knew, felt, nor understand this love thingy thing quite well. haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;APE MNDE KAU MREPEK NI ALI???!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hehe. sry la, bkn ape, just that, saye kt sini saye nk mengaku. saya tak sehebat orang lain, tak sekaye org lain, tak sebijak orang lain. saye tak baek mcm orang lain yg korg kenal. so kalau korg nk bann SAYE SBB SAYE tak mcm org laen. silekan. beauty is in the eyes of the beholders. beauty in my eyes is never the same as in your eyes i supposed? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-103859519807074788?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/103859519807074788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/09/sincerely.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/103859519807074788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/103859519807074788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/09/sincerely.html' title='sincerely , here is part of my tale :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-brM-IMnA7WU/TpB0VtpatKI/AAAAAAAAATk/SO8_Zl2U5dA/s72-c/IMG_0377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-6860943283747680128</id><published>2011-08-11T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T17:56:52.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lostlost</title><content type='html'>Imissmyoldselforwhereiwasabetterpersoninjustbeingoptimisticineverything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-6860943283747680128?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6860943283747680128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/08/lostlost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6860943283747680128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6860943283747680128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/08/lostlost.html' title='lostlost'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-7649185413738278144</id><published>2011-08-06T02:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T06:28:54.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>motivation by, ME, ME, AND ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igdGpImwn4s/Tj00TND8B8I/AAAAAAAAATE/PhndOHZ_EYw/s1600/IMG_0393.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igdGpImwn4s/Tj00TND8B8I/AAAAAAAAATE/PhndOHZ_EYw/s320/IMG_0393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637719813066065858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another&lt;br /&gt;2 months.. What started with a single crack is now a bone with gap halfway through the bone. Haish.. Kalau sebelummni, i have problems that involves emotion more than physical, i could easily overcome it with physical activity. With problems i have emotionally, add with this problems of which i still spending time to adapt with this situation .things are gonna get really tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with one hand. I have to admit its hard . But the hardest part of it is having to do it all alone.  Ive already overcome the problem of toilet related. I could sleep but never in the position i like. I could wear clothes but never the ones i desire. Mmg lg 2 bln la merase pkai long sleeve and sweater. Sjuk nk wt cmane.. Thn je la. Makan jgn cite la. Mmg kne pkai tgn or just a spoon. Xde istilah fork and knife or spoons and forks.  Itu aku x kesah sgt .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tp yg btol btol aku dot dot dot siket bile die involve study. Aku kne habiskn sem ni mcmni. Means aku kne jwb exam in this condition. Cne nk pgg pembaris snd draw a one simple straight line?? Aku pn tatau lg. and until sem ni abes, aku xbleh nk bwk byk buku pg kls. Nk tye lecture soalan pn kne balek bilek tgk buku bru bleh tye esknye. Krtas terbang terbang nk pg kjar balek pn nmpak mcm hape je..  Knapela waktu tmpoh belaja aku yg paling crucial dlm hidup aku kne cmni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When im writing this im not asking for sympathy. Just hoping for solution for this coming 2 month. Aku just nk satu care yg membolehkan aku jalani hidup tanpa stress .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody already made my heart this miserable like hell. I cant show it with my expression.  but i think a smile would just cover it instead of healing it. And the cure for that is only time. And some catalyst to speed up the process.such as a physical activity,, skating specificaly . Damn i miss it. And now i have double the problem. Everytime bgn pagi i would think of how im gonna survive this hard time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But above all. Im just grateful to still be alive. Trust me, you can never know the true value of life until you look at death upclose. Me? I escaped it three times. And this is my third. How many more till lesson learnt. Bknnye aku nk menagih simpati tulis mnde mnde cmni. Tp just tht i need motivations. Self motivation so far is really hard. Just by writing this i can find myself a way to keep my motivations high enough. Stkt ni umi je yg bg motivasi. Thankyou. I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-7649185413738278144?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7649185413738278144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/08/another-2-months.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7649185413738278144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7649185413738278144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/08/another-2-months.html' title='motivation by, ME, ME, AND ME'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igdGpImwn4s/Tj00TND8B8I/AAAAAAAAATE/PhndOHZ_EYw/s72-c/IMG_0393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4046170985905661228</id><published>2011-07-28T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T05:59:15.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ASBQ3fnrR_I/TjFcy0VYaZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/B3xizF0dlP4/s1600/DSC01664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ASBQ3fnrR_I/TjFcy0VYaZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/B3xizF0dlP4/s320/DSC01664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634386636928739730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the person we took care in our life.&lt;br /&gt;some just seem to just,, dont. no, never never give a damn about you from the very beginning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4046170985905661228?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4046170985905661228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-person-we-took-care-in-our-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4046170985905661228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4046170985905661228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-person-we-took-care-in-our-life.html' title=''/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ASBQ3fnrR_I/TjFcy0VYaZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/B3xizF0dlP4/s72-c/DSC01664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4001082000379041399</id><published>2011-07-27T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T18:45:01.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lifetime shame T.T .....</title><content type='html'>WAhh.boleh type dkt dewan kuliah! Yeay:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its math now.. Teringat mase minggu sblm cuti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; At the same time and day, &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Aku dtg awal ke kls. Ajaib , hehe. Kawan sebelah mntak pinjam enset nak dga Lagu.. Aku kua amek angin jap just to make use of the free time. And at that time lecturer puan Laila just arrived. Aku pg seAt And kwn aku td pulang balek enset tu . &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Aku letak enset dlm beg and then nk cabut earfone sbb nk main game lps tu. Hehhee. And suddenly aku cabut je earfone, turns out kawan aku lupe tutup player tu so bisingla lagu yg tenga play at maximum volume . Effin worst, when i unplugged the earfone,, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jusd need somebody to love..  &lt;br /&gt;I dont too much  &lt;br /&gt;Just somebody to love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the hall went from chaos to a silence.. &lt;br /&gt;While i try to silence my beloved phone . And it that took about a minute.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF????! &lt;br /&gt;Damn it ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks amad sbb tolong jerit name aku kuat kuat -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4001082000379041399?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4001082000379041399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/lifetime-shame-tt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4001082000379041399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4001082000379041399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/lifetime-shame-tt.html' title='lifetime shame T.T .....'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-5758492650097186616</id><published>2011-07-23T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T12:53:28.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i escaped death too much</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/A7ry4cx6HfY?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;been thinking of death for quite some times lately,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this particular week especially,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Never feared for anything&lt;br /&gt;Never shamed but never free&lt;br /&gt;A life to heal the broken heart with all that it could&lt;br /&gt;Lived a life so endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Saw beyond what others see&lt;br /&gt;I tried to heal your broken heart with all that I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you stay?&lt;br /&gt;Will you stay away forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without the ones I love?&lt;br /&gt;Time still turns the pages of the book it's burned&lt;br /&gt;Place and time always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to say but you're so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans of what our futures hold&lt;br /&gt;Foolish lies of growing old&lt;br /&gt;It seems we're so invincible&lt;br /&gt;The truth is so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A final song, a last request&lt;br /&gt;A perfect chapter laid to rest&lt;br /&gt;Now and then I try to find a place in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you can stay&lt;br /&gt;You can stay away forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without the ones I love?&lt;br /&gt;Time still turns the pages of the book it's burned&lt;br /&gt;Place and time always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to say but you're so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight, I'm not afraid&lt;br /&gt;The ones that we love are here with me&lt;br /&gt;Lay away a place for me&lt;br /&gt;Cause as soon as I'm done I'll be on my way&lt;br /&gt;To live eternally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without the ones I love?&lt;br /&gt;Time still turns the pages of the book it's burned&lt;br /&gt;Place and time always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;And the light you left remains but it's so hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;When I have so much to say but you're so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;You were ready&lt;br /&gt;The pain is strong and urges rise&lt;br /&gt;But I'll see you&lt;br /&gt;When He lets me&lt;br /&gt;Your pain is gone, your hands untied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;And I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;And I need you to, need you to know&lt;/span&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/2538645243299671601-5758492650097186616?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5758492650097186616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/avenged-sevenfold-so-far-away-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5758492650097186616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5758492650097186616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/avenged-sevenfold-so-far-away-music.html' title='i escaped death too much'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/A7ry4cx6HfY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-5880435215628656196</id><published>2011-07-21T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T06:29:16.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>accident</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bwUM7v7Jew0/TigeHsp0kaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TmCqmtP4Vco/s1600/IMG_0441.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bwUM7v7Jew0/TigeHsp0kaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TmCqmtP4Vco/s320/IMG_0441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631784451621294498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wont tell much. tangan tga x bleh nk type sgt, pray for my recovery.more to come ,, insyaAllah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-5880435215628656196?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5880435215628656196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/accident.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5880435215628656196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5880435215628656196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/accident.html' title='accident'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bwUM7v7Jew0/TigeHsp0kaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/TmCqmtP4Vco/s72-c/IMG_0441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-6415336532641288140</id><published>2011-07-14T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T00:29:31.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one of the things i hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ErCNOUvifJE/Th_sIvshjMI/AAAAAAAAASs/J1S2LGmdFGI/s1600/Photo0102.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ErCNOUvifJE/Th_sIvshjMI/AAAAAAAAASs/J1S2LGmdFGI/s320/Photo0102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629477694222732482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat tau malam tadi. sorang kawan aku ni nk klua dari uitm. , kolej mara. shit,,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;whats the big deal about it anyway??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, the thing is, i dont like this kind of situation,  not that  this is the 1st time things like this happen to me. its just that i happen to have the time and mood of writing this. (baru abes exam do!hehehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friend, i know its only been just awhile since we met, but i dont know why its like we've known for a long time. everytime a friend i briefly knew needs to go somewhere its gonna be hard to keep in contact, i happen to feel this feeling of sadness. after everything happen. i hope that it does not ends with just a mere goodbye and a smiling face back at each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i always imagined those we knew for some times would one day meet up again, exchanging stories after a long time passed, sit around all day long never having ourselves to wonder about the time we have left just to catch up with each other again. especially when we're finished studying. man, life is gonna be so different that time. and talking about all our pasts. its gonna be a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i worried of one single thing. i fear that if the time taken for us to know each each other is shorter that the time that passed with us all apart. possibly causing us all not even able to identify each other. that i hate. luckily theres facebook. i hope this doesnt happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but above all, i know everything happens for a reason. and that reason is for the best of all of us. thankyou my friends :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: thankyou afini. for being patient with my karenah yg macam ozzy ni. hehe. and thanks alot for the book. you dont know how much buku tu dah berjasa dkt aku. im gonna miss that book. and you too la. hahahaha. jgn lupe kami di sini :)&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/2538645243299671601-6415336532641288140?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6415336532641288140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-of-things-i-hate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6415336532641288140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6415336532641288140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-of-things-i-hate.html' title='one of the things i hate'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ErCNOUvifJE/Th_sIvshjMI/AAAAAAAAASs/J1S2LGmdFGI/s72-c/Photo0102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-1887210099330436840</id><published>2011-06-30T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T15:40:19.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your point?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199407_109247552488228_100002089516651_88370_1279539_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 478px; height: 720px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/199407_109247552488228_100002089516651_88370_1279539_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAPA KATA KAMI JAHAT?&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/2538645243299671601-1887210099330436840?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1887210099330436840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/siapa-kata-kami-jahat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1887210099330436840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1887210099330436840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/siapa-kata-kami-jahat.html' title='your point?'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-5926412225294410098</id><published>2011-06-27T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T03:41:51.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CINTA BERBUAL*** hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/183245_109249799154670_100002089516651_88401_7992125_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 523px; height: 720px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/183245_109249799154670_100002089516651_88401_7992125_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, tajuk macam jambu kejiwangan. tapi kt sini aku nk tulis somthing yang aku rase, elok la kalau org tahu ape yg sebenarnye bergolak dlm diri aku bile korg buat camni.(buat cmane??  keep on reading mates :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku rasa dulu aku dh penah tulis dah pasal mende ni, just that masa dulu, aku tak tulis dari pandangan aku. if before aku tulis sebab aku buat mcm tu, skrg aku nk tulis satu lagi sebab, this time its personal instead of a general opinion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love can help, as so that it can lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tak tipu kalau aku ckp aku tak penah ada crush. but hey, its easy to overcome, IF you know how..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always tell myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's always someone else, whose better, brighter for her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think its the best if i am there just to make her happy, that way ill be happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah, i know its kinda hard to dispose the feelings. but i guess its never wrong to spill the love to your friends right??? if you can take on harsh statements, just tell yourself, how low you are to compare to her. . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it may be a little hard to fake a smile around her, or just to act natural with her. but let time do its magic. and see how things can really change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so treat all your friends as caring as how you may treat your partner :)idk, i never had the experiences to tell the living tale. but this is what i think is right, and im living the tale to prove this statement ;)&lt;/div&gt;&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;div&gt;P/S; ILY FRIENDS :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-5926412225294410098?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5926412225294410098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/okay-tajuk-macam-jambu-kejiwangan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5926412225294410098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5926412225294410098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/okay-tajuk-macam-jambu-kejiwangan.html' title='CINTA BERBUAL*** hahaha'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-8579149652594050556</id><published>2011-06-17T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T16:18:36.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>syukur :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G8biXkbwT6E/TgPJsYMeRLI/AAAAAAAAASc/v1Oi1EV_1LQ/s1600/IMG_0265.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G8biXkbwT6E/TgPJsYMeRLI/AAAAAAAAASc/v1Oi1EV_1LQ/s320/IMG_0265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621558524134704306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh Allah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If You are listening to what i am going to say (&lt;i&gt; which I know You are&lt;/i&gt; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, please , hear my confession (&lt;i&gt;which I know You will&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Up until this point, I havent been thankful, gratitude, and oftenly overlooking what i was bestowed with,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;firstly, thankyou for making me of what I am today. Thank you for making me among those who has been enlighten by what you have entrust us , mankind with.. thank you again, for allowing me to use my will as how i desire, to fully understand the way you really wanted a person to be. thank you for giving me the chance to feel some of the most of your wonderous fortunate of the world. not all of us had the chance of such experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i thank You too. for the family you blessed me with whom i learnt so much about the does and dont. and all the relating  values of life that i will cling the rest of my days with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and not forgetting , those that i had met, until this point, along this long journey of whom i call, friends. in my ups and downs. regardless of where we've met, i can assure its what You have wanted. And thankyou for giving me the chance to meet such peoples. despite that some of them were just too brief, and yet they are still playing in my mind. i have not forget you or is it just a matter of time until it will? hmm,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  as for those who hates me. im sorry for what i have done, sorry for what I have done, or just that i could never be the same of the likes of you. im sorry. all i can say that hopefully you are happy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thankyou for letting me to be with them. thank you for  making them a part of my life :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-8579149652594050556?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G8biXkbwT6E/TgPJsYMeRLI/AAAAAAAAASc/v1Oi1EV_1LQ/s72-c/IMG_0265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-444009713496181352</id><published>2011-06-12T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T02:14:06.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>serantai kata</title><content type='html'>berpijak di bumi orang ,, aku sedar siapa aku dibandingkan mereka yang lain disini. asal dari mana pun orang pike 2 3 kali nak tahu dkt mana. semuanya pandai pandai hebat hebat belaka. bukan dikala belajar sahaja. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku sedar, aku bukan seperti mereka. dididik untuk berjaya di sekolah oleh guru dan juga semua rakan rakan. sementara aku bergelumang dikalangan mereka yang masih ragu ragu. tapi biarlah ,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini adalah aku. jangan kau kata budak seperti kami ini secara nasib mendapat tempat di sini, jangan di kata semata untuk memenuhi kuota. mungkin di kata aku ni begini, jangan dilabel itu ini,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nakal tak bermakna jahat, bising jangan ditafsir jahat, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan senyap bukan bermakna sombong, tetapi malu itu fitrah, bukan kehendak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-444009713496181352?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/444009713496181352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/serantai-kata.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/444009713496181352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/444009713496181352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/serantai-kata.html' title='serantai kata'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-3309595949731487608</id><published>2011-06-07T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T03:58:03.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reality</title><content type='html'>aku nak cite sumting, nak caye ke tak , depends....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;orang selalu ckp, kalau seseorang tu pandai, its genetic. tgk sibling die, tgk parent die. tgk keturunan die. hmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course, biologically, kalau sape blja biof5, kite tau . yg benda genetic is somthing yg kit ebole distinguish and cannot be measured. but, IQ cnanot be measured. thust we know how the statement above can be denied. myth-busted!!!! (theoretically) , but i dont know, if this can really be the proof. tp aku nak cerita gak pape hal :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, mase aku skola dulu, (gaye mcm dh lame je tinggalkan alam sekolah. hahaha) aku rasa aku tak penah nak amek tau pasal akademik punye hal, just have a life, pg blja kt skolah, siapkan hw, jawab exam, ape punya result pun tak kesah. masa tu kalau fail sume sbjek. pntak mnjadi masalah. eventhough aku takfail sume, tp aku bukan la yg terbaek jugak. as a result, tak blja. dpt la upsr 3A2b. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;entering high school. I was still in the mood of playing, 1st time of hostel life. trying to do everything you can and what you should of not done.  and there I was. playing more than learning. looking at examination results( this is just a typical bench mark for school achievements) got a lot of C's and less A's . that didnt bother me a bit. until two things happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pertama, masa form 1, aku mcm rasa bes gila dpt pgg radas radas makmal yg selame ni kite tgk dlm tv atau mags. teruj agile bile 1st time masok makmal. and cikgu yg mengaja tu pn mcm aja bes. aku suke blja . dan tanye cikgu soklan pelik pelik. die pon dh mule pening pening. sry yeh cgu :) tapi tibe tibe ada satu monthly test ni. cikgu tu buat, and ramai gila yang fail. and cigku tu tak dipersalahkan, sbb masa tgah test tu cgu baru masok and die yg menanda, plus cgu baru tu, aja budak budak tak phm. so budak budak pn salahkan cikgu baru tu aja tak btol sampai dorg fail test tu. tak berkaitan oke? huhu. then. cgu tu pulak tension budak sume complain je, sampai siap hanta hnta surat kt die ckp suro aja tol tol siket. huhu. die tak tahan sgt. cgu tu bg jawapan utk the next exam.. nmpak l ahari masa nk exam tu budak budak dok menghapal soklan objektif. mcm bodoh kn? haha. tu pn budak budak still takleh score. -____-' bile pentadbir sume tau psl hal ni. tros kne buang cgu tu. and yahh. kite nmpak la ramai jugak yg fail. and yg kne blame tu bkn cgu td. tp cgu yg diganti lps tu. sejak tu. aku mcm dah nekad,. aku taknak biar cikgu ni jadi mangse utk ape yang die tak buat. bukan die yg ajar tak btol . eventhough sometimes die aja budak budak tak phm. aku berusahe gk nk phm mnde tu. ni la die 1st time aku rase aku blja sains btol2. ala ala nerd :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;secondly,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was kinda like an after math of that event. but just 2 years after that, of course, my results did improved a little. by a small margin. and i tried to strive to be like some of these gifted students. one of them was a guy, who always get scolded for not doing homeworks, sleeping in class, sometimes even ponteng kelas on when he feels like doing so. but he keeps getting number 1 in every exam, and to add things, well, cambridge annually come to my school to evaluate the students english level. and yah. i was at the grade of 3/5, and he was 5/5 equivalent to the english of an expert, yet i still cant recall the terms they used. sorry for that. i kept thinking of a method that could actually be used. until that one time. a senior that was about to talk infront of everyone, and i could still remember what he said. fyi, he's the kinda person who, well you can say gifted. 6 month able to memorize all the quran with most of the time sleeping in class. and of course a straight a candidate of spm, and the best STAM candidate for 2009 if i wasnt mistaken. anyway, he said to all he's juniors..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*adik adik.kalau nk tau kematangan tu macamane. tgk abg abg. ape yg abg abg sebokkan diri, maybe dorg baru dpt kesedaran tu skrg. untunglah kalau adik adik dpt kesedaran tu skrg..*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;up untill now that thing still rings in me. an i decided to myself.study as if you are taking spm, and prove that to your teacher and everyone else. and i learnt thigs the hard way. overnights and more time on books.  it may sounds a little nerd. but hey, i had to do that. for pmr. somehow i got 8A's which is something noon of my parents or anyone else would expect..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi lps pmr, hidup aku dh jadi lain, aku kne adapt dgn environment baru. aku kne pg skolah harian biasa, and aku pike msti lg susah. mak akau pn dok lebri 1 bulan dr pagi die bkk smpai ptg die tutup, nk mule bace bio kimia fizik sume. but tu yg ssh tu. andbtw, ada gap setaun yeh between pmr and form 4. itu cite laen, nk tua tnaye aku sndiri yeh :) hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oke, so sambung balek,bile masok dkt skola biase tu. aku tgk budak budak pandai ramai, tapi malangnye sume tak stay situ, sume nk klua.. and a step i took, keep imagining yang dorg still ade kt situ. bersaing dgn dorg. bersaing dgn kwn2 aku yg satu batch sume dpt straight A's. my fellow stfians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as a result, well, now with my spm result.. i would just like say that its never impossible. ill tell more in the coming post :) hope i can still squeeze some little tiny bits of time just to write a few words here. lets hope i still can. all the best my frens :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAAF KALAU BOSAN :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-3309595949731487608?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3309595949731487608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/3309595949731487608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/3309595949731487608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/06/reality.html' title='reality'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-1550312286106466329</id><published>2011-05-07T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T20:18:51.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>skate or die :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkuulfbBKW1qflslso1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkuulfbBKW1qflslso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setelah beberapa bulan main. aku dh surpass abg aku!!! :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ollie,shuvit,popshuvit,pressureflip,kickflip, halfcab,180 ollie,180 nocomply,revert, croocked, rock and roll, manual,boardslide xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay, maybe tak perfect lg trick. but after all the lebam lebam and sakit sakit,its worth a shot. tah bape lme lg aku bole main. harap2 kt U nnt boleh main lg :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-1550312286106466329?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1550312286106466329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/05/skate-or-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>heartbroken?&lt;div&gt;over the moon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GrgsvfzB00U/TcPCtDegn8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/Ait32HyG9nE/s1600/uitm%2527s.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GrgsvfzB00U/TcPCtDegn8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/Ait32HyG9nE/s320/uitm%2527s.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603536440662204354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oke, ramai budak spm 2010 mlm td mcm hape menuggu 12am nk cek upu, tau tau klua 12pm (IN YOURFACE!!.hehe)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so, skrg ni aku depressed gila, hampa kecewa dan yang sewaktu dengannya.  bile tulis je number ic tgk ah atas tu ape yg klua. mane nye tak bengang. no offense, tp aku dpt byk A dlm spm pn dpt course same ngn budak yg dpt 6a 5a . yg dapat 7a je pon, dpt masok asasi sains hayat UM. itu laaaaa yg aku dok target, asl la tak dpt.cmni bek tayah aku dpt byk A je -___-' this what ive been trying to avoid.  YOU STRIVE SOOOO HARD TO ACHIVE SOMETHING, AND DO ALL THAT YOU CAN FOR THAT, AND IT ALL COMES TO A MOCKING SCENE. org buat senang2 je. aku buat kne jln ssh. knpe la aku msti dpt nasib ni. hahahah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mayeb ade yg ckp , *ali bersyukur la . dpt jugak dr tak dpt* well, kite merancang ape gy kite rase terbaek utk kite, dan mengharap itu la yg kite dpt, tp malangnye judgement kite tu salah. so, maybe btol ape yg korg ckp. tapi, fyi, great people dream great things. to be great you m ust thing like a great person. must act like a great person. kwn kwn yg straigt a sume msti apply yg gila gila. thts what i aim. guess im just not one of them. although sebelum ni, i always thought, it was never wrong to think like tht.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but somewhere inside me, a weak shallow thought is telling me, maybe theres a reason for all this..i hope its right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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scene'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GrgsvfzB00U/TcPCtDegn8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/Ait32HyG9nE/s72-c/uitm%2527s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4409288754614986267</id><published>2011-05-01T22:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T22:41:55.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new breath ,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thiscronicle.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://thiscronicle.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-5202077858527499128</id><published>2011-04-28T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T08:08:19.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was late night. i was driving with whom i dont even know. and suddenly somebody asked me to pull over. and i rolled down the window. and apai was there. i dont know. why him? suddenly he took my phone that was placed at a pocket at the door and throws it on the road, and it shattered to pieces. damn it!. and a carwent over it. wthell is your problem?!!! why is he the one pulling me off the road?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waking up in the morning. umi asked to send akram to the bus. about 1 minute ride to the dropzone. and as i returned home, and umi said i would be late for school.  so i hurried my self and wait in the car. as i arrived at school, akram suprisingly hop in the car, and said the bus left him. and he cant go to school.i was like, *owh, yeke* and i was thinkin, how was he able to walk , or run that far at a short period, and knowing where my school was? oh well, theres gotta be a trick up in his sleeve.  although the explanation may be a little unlogic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was somewhere in a kitchen after all the fuzz of the day. and suddenly, AinaShafia was there cooking an epic meal for me. a great aroma. i kept wondering, why am i in a restaurant's kitchen and she's cooking for me?? wthell? ahh, dulik la. the meal was done, and all for me :D  as i was startin to take the 1st bite,,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ali, jom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;haa?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cpt la hnta aku,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;hnta mane?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keje la, dh lmbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;owh, oke...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;****8.45am, thursday,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;damn it, i was dreaming. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;that explained everything&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt; -___________________-'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-5202077858527499128?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5202077858527499128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-was-late-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5202077858527499128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5202077858527499128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-was-late-night.html' title=''/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-110702648831315376</id><published>2011-04-18T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T11:21:40.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>solid-hard facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQIzWKRMCkQ/TayAb3tElrI/AAAAAAAAARo/aRNqcMCKDcg/s1600/DSC01817.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQIzWKRMCkQ/TayAb3tElrI/AAAAAAAAARo/aRNqcMCKDcg/s320/DSC01817.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596989653212501682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SWEETNESS OF A VICTORY IS EARNED THROUGH HARDSHIP,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; NOT SHORTCUTS &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;=)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-110702648831315376?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/110702648831315376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/solid-hard-facts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/110702648831315376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/110702648831315376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/solid-hard-facts.html' title='solid-hard facts'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dQIzWKRMCkQ/TayAb3tElrI/AAAAAAAAARo/aRNqcMCKDcg/s72-c/DSC01817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-1796679897244650187</id><published>2011-04-03T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T10:07:24.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crunching some thoughts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWx_NyWEhi8/TZio5yFoswI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4Z_r9XD08U4/s1600/P1020772.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWx_NyWEhi8/TZio5yFoswI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4Z_r9XD08U4/s320/P1020772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591404648031892226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dh beberapa bulan main. malangnye everytime main tak boleh nk serius sbb ada je mnde yang menghalang. kalau pike pike balek. smpai bile aku bole main? kat u nnt bole ke aku main? ade ke mase nk main,. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its all about consistency if you want to improve, i dont see the consistence. my sweat, tears and blood are shed from this. am i just gonna drop it? hell no! although the fact tht playing with spectacles are hard. i guess things were never easy when it comes to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-1796679897244650187?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1796679897244650187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/crunching-some-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1796679897244650187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1796679897244650187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/crunching-some-thoughts.html' title='crunching some thoughts..'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWx_NyWEhi8/TZio5yFoswI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4Z_r9XD08U4/s72-c/P1020772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-2520238834244807584</id><published>2011-04-01T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T10:31:07.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spm aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyO40e2YPOk/TZYLdvTmWKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Q0Qq-XZe9mI/s1600/DSC03957.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyO40e2YPOk/TZYLdvTmWKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Q0Qq-XZe9mI/s320/DSC03957.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590668592969832610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skrg baru ada rase nk post pasal spm, post-spm i meant~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, okay the night before that kelas aku buat gathering kelas siket, but it turned out to be alittle chaos. aduhai lelaki =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the  next day , i woke up late, tgk tgk jap dah 930. nah, early, baru nk tido dh org calling calling suro pg skolah. okay okay,im otw to the toilet. and orang kwn aku ni dah siap2 kt rumah aku. haish, hal kau  laju aje. . hehh. pg nek moto, smpai je tgk ramai sedang menunggu dkt luar. and, kt dewan org tengah cakap cakap. nahh, ill pass. get breakfast instead. and there i was at wega drinking extra joss :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sampai sekolah after that pegi salam salam sume then masok dok tepi dewan, tgah borak borak, athirah call,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ali, aku dh tau result kau*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-asal aku tatau kau bole tau?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*satu dewan dh tau result kau*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-wtf. kau bia betol, dont screw this moment, dont tell me-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah, she told me my result and made my heart shattered to pieces. and cigu sume mule mencari, ali di mana, ustazah arab aku dtg dtg pukol =.= mara sbb ape arab aku bole kantoi B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-___________________-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and setelah dipakse aku duduk kt dlm dewan tu, and then cgu announce sume yg dpt 8a's and above suro amek result kt atas stage tuh. aku yg dok menahan air mate ni naik je la. alahai~ turun je budak2 tu nak amek gamba temubual la ape lah. heh, sry la adik adik sekalian, aku ni bukannye contoh teladan yang baek. aku banyak maen, banyak buat masalah ngn cgu cgu. malas belajar. korg contohi la pelajar yg dapat sume A tu yeh :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sebelum balek tgk org maen boling and setelkan lesen. sampai rumah je kene marah dgn umi. well, obviously, the one and only time die tak marah aku was the time i got my trial result.  and the only one person i can see happy with my result, is my grandmother, she cried of happiness, not knowing that i was just scolded by my mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that night aku nk isi upu and biasiswa. masalah timbul satu demi satu. faktor umur, anddd, i started to ask myself. what do i really want in this life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doctor perhaps?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am i really interested in this field? am i gonna succeed in this field? or is it just my mom's desire? does the community demands high number of this profession? will the competition be tight? will i survive among the rest? the rest are obviously far better than me rite? if i dont take this field, wut else can i take?wut if i take sumthing that is more easier? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nk cube elak sume soalan ni takleh, sbb ni mcm, life making decision. damn it. delay la aku isi. dengan abg aku and umi kt sebelah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ali amek ni macam cool je*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ali amek ni, bes ni*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ali amek ni ramai org amek* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bla3~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and bile orang ckp, ali, result kau oke ape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and heres why i said it wasnt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, firstly, obviously, kalau tgk, result spm lg down dr trial, msti la sedeh kn?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; aku pike, about10k org dpt straight A's. cnfm kalau n ape ape biasiswa die setel kn dorg dulu baru pndg yg ada B dulu. lagi lagi course yg aku nk amek ni very expensive and aku tak mampu nak baya kalau sndiri, dlm kate lain, kalau tak dpt biasiswa mmg tak la aku nk amek bidang ni. huhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and kalau tak amek amek bidang ni, i end up blja same je ngn budak yg dpt less A's dr aku. no offense. tp ni yg cgu ckp la. so, kalau tak dpt last last same je perjalanan .. kalau minat course yg kos die rendah, kn senang. huuhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dan lain lain. pening pike byk2 ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR ALL THE SUPPORTS, FOR I MAY NOT HAVE WHAT HAD, IF IT WASNT FOR WHAT YOU HAVE GAVE ME, TEACHERS, FRIENDS, and FAMILY, I WOULD NOT HAVE SUCH RESULT,  DO PRAY FOR MY FURTHER FUTURE :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2538645243299671601-2520238834244807584?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2520238834244807584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/spm-aftermath.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2520238834244807584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2520238834244807584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/04/spm-aftermath.html' title='spm aftermath'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZyO40e2YPOk/TZYLdvTmWKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Q0Qq-XZe9mI/s72-c/DSC03957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-675335780865639546</id><published>2011-03-23T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T19:19:09.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lesson of today, 23/03/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3WtcpYi3H2A/TYm1Ae49O_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/R9bDpBGqZlk/s1600/DSC00098ss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3WtcpYi3H2A/TYm1Ae49O_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/R9bDpBGqZlk/s320/DSC00098ss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587195832626396146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;WHETHER YOU RUN OR WALK, THE DESTINATION WONT CHANGE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;WHICH IS WHY ITS YOUR LOSS IF YOU DONT RUN, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i guess i should of run....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-675335780865639546?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/675335780865639546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/03/lesson-of-today-230311.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/675335780865639546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/675335780865639546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/03/lesson-of-today-230311.html' title='lesson of today, 23/03/11'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3WtcpYi3H2A/TYm1Ae49O_I/AAAAAAAAAQo/R9bDpBGqZlk/s72-c/DSC00098ss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-816174995498195081</id><published>2011-03-20T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T20:36:05.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if this happened to you, would you feel the same?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUsnrYBsDPo/TYauPdYYOdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/XNy2d1EEXZI/s1600/Photo0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUsnrYBsDPo/TYauPdYYOdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/XNy2d1EEXZI/s320/Photo0013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586343968407828946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8es6zXx69X0/TYattqzjdWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IsFgVscb9iY/s1600/Photo0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8es6zXx69X0/TYattqzjdWI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IsFgVscb9iY/s320/Photo0012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586343387895919970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you borrowed something that is mine. and said that you are going to return it the next day. and it was 8th march that night, and today is , 21st march, almost two weeks after that then i get a grab of it. and you said that you are going to RETURN it, not having me myself pick it up at your house. as if your house was next to mine, i could consider it.but its just not. that totally pissed me off. im not mad, just pissed off. and what pisses me more. you had me waiting like more than 30 minutes, just after you said that you are okay for me to pick that thing. and i ended up going back home. and yet you still said that you will send it, but you will just quiet up until i asked. texted, call, rang, damn it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tried to pick it up the second time, that time you said you are at the skatepark and you didnt bring my deck with you, im willing to come there and wait. as i arrive you are starting to leave and you said, you would be at home then go somewhere, i waited at your house for the same period before, i texted you, no reply, i called, and you said that you are at sunway pyramid now? why didnt you say so? i was waiting like a stupid person waiting for what? you to come home? no way! i went home empty handed. AGAIN,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and finally, i got a hand on that, it seems like waiting for soo long is just something im gonna get use to when it comes to you, though i must apologize for coming late night, sorry, morning actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you asked if im mad? im not mad, just pissed off. tell me if you ur not. im a normal person with a temper also, you tested too much out of me. but i am gonna be mad, if you expect that im not pissed off,and thinks that you are everyone's little princess and im your nanny. you come when you think youre lonely and thinks that you should have something from me..i know im not as the social level as yours. but heyy, i think its fair to treat everyone AND YOURSELF the same, and not posh out yourself and treat everyone to fit with that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-816174995498195081?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/816174995498195081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-this-happened-to-you-would-you-feel.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/816174995498195081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/816174995498195081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-this-happened-to-you-would-you-feel.html' title='if this happened to you, would you feel the same?'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUsnrYBsDPo/TYauPdYYOdI/AAAAAAAAAQg/XNy2d1EEXZI/s72-c/Photo0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-8347446784108969231</id><published>2011-03-02T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T00:25:47.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to December</title><content type='html'>okay, banyak sangat mazhab, aku nak percaya yang mane pn tatau. tp paling reasonalable. is 20 mac ke atas. and this is because the date is when the plkn dudes finished their session .should give them some times to go to their schools asrama and stuffs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, terang terang la kn post ni pasal result? adoii, tak kesah la keluar bape haribulan. sume orang cuak kot. bile pike pike balek. adoi, ape jadi kalau result terok?? Ya Allah! aku ni bukannye anak orang berada nak pg kolej swasta. takkan la aku nk kje je tros smpai aku dah tue kawen kot. adehh. bole ke aku dapat result yg lagi elok dr result trial?? and kalau aku dapat pn result mcm result trial or better( AMINNNNNNNNNNNNN!) konfem aku dpt masok course yg aku nak?  budak spm taun lps pn takde dpt straight A yg jenis mmg kje straight A je mase exam kt skola.aku yg tak penah penah dpt arab a and apatah lg straight A just by sheer luck dpt, heeh.kwn syidi yg dapat 14A pon masok course same ngn die je. no offense. tp die nk masok y ada bio and all tht stuff, tp tak dapat. aku yg bpe A la sangat ni, mcm la bole dpt. and kt malaysia ni bape ramai la orang yg dah pure nerds yg kje mmg blja and score je. ni baru cite nk fight for places in U, belum lg cite psl nk dpt scholarship. adehh. nak buat resume pn tak reti, kursus 2 kali kt sekolah aku tak dengar. padan muke kau ali. kawan2 aku yg dapat scholarship pn sume yg hebat hebat gila. kalau nk di bandingkan dgn aku ni, aduhh, langitdanbumi tau tak?haha. =.= itu pn dorg dpt lmbt .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aku knfm mnde cmni is playing in each mind of post-spm candidates. tp nk buat cemane.. tgu dan lihat je lah.. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MAY WE ALL BE SUCCESS IN THIS COMING RESULT NO MATTER WHEN IT WILL COME OUT.BEST OF LUCK TO MY SELF AND ALL OF YOU. AMINN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-8347446784108969231?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8347446784108969231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-to-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8347446784108969231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8347446784108969231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-to-december.html' title='back to December'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-1871264278221028806</id><published>2011-03-01T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T03:16:42.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>things i want to do</title><content type='html'>sebelum masok ke alam U,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya nak jumpe semua kawan kawan saya.SEMUA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya nak pergi tengok dunia yang lebih luas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya nak belajar mandarin,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya nak kurangkan berat badan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya nak bace quran banyak banyak lagi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saye nak main skate puas puas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya nak kumpul duet banyak banyak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya nak beli iphone 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya nak bawak adek saya jalan jalan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya nak setelkan lesen moto =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saya nak jadi budak baek.&lt;/div&gt;&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;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;div&gt;IS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR?&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/2538645243299671601-1871264278221028806?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1871264278221028806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/03/things-i-want-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1871264278221028806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1871264278221028806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/03/things-i-want-to-do.html' title='things i want to do'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-2962440378317560548</id><published>2011-02-25T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T10:50:49.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/182607_1808577929707_1097726444_32176702_7513794_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/182607_1808577929707_1097726444_32176702_7513794_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou for all the wishes. although my birthday was not as spectacular as anyone(its a dull one really!), but never mind that, i got more than a hundred wishes and that is enough for me., thank you for letting me know, that there are those who remembers me :) and along with that i would like to say sorry for most of the times, what i do never seem to be satisfying everyone, or some one. i really am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-2962440378317560548?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2962440378317560548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/thankyou-for-all-wishes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2962440378317560548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2962440378317560548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/02/thankyou-for-all-wishes.html' title=''/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-7780316030339523195</id><published>2011-01-27T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T00:00:42.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lone lonely loner~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TUJ136Pp6LI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dezDvl9_y9k/s1600/DSC03483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TUJ136Pp6LI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dezDvl9_y9k/s320/DSC03483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567141692771526834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;see? im smiling! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TUJ2oeaiA7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/K-X0mvp5aQM/s1600/DSC03484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TUJ2oeaiA7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/K-X0mvp5aQM/s320/DSC03484.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567142527114544050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at the same time. am i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;life is getting dull faster than i expected. i need more inspiration. from somewhere. something. someone? that little click in the head that could change each and every single thing better. where are you??!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-7780316030339523195?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7780316030339523195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/lone-lonely-loner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7780316030339523195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7780316030339523195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/lone-lonely-loner.html' title='a lone lonely loner~'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TUJ136Pp6LI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dezDvl9_y9k/s72-c/DSC03483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-477737592836227338</id><published>2011-01-18T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T04:14:47.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is what i say</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TTWD2Tt6G5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/dPc70XFNeBM/s1600/sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TTWD2Tt6G5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/dPc70XFNeBM/s320/sky.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563497883715115922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is not tumblr :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-477737592836227338?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/477737592836227338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-is-what-i-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/477737592836227338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/477737592836227338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-is-what-i-say.html' title='this is what i say'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TTWD2Tt6G5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/dPc70XFNeBM/s72-c/sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-5489677058052654032</id><published>2011-01-17T08:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T22:56:36.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and she said</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs390.snc3/23778_1330972248405_1653974073_773272_719297_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 479px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs390.snc3/23778_1330972248405_1653974073_773272_719297_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;students??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;school???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;books???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;nerds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; cute????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erhh. are you sure about that dude??? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reference :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://retardnerddiary.blogspot.com/2011/01/3.html"&gt;http://retardnerddiary.blogspot.com/2011/01/3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-5489677058052654032?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5489677058052654032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/students-school-books-nerds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5489677058052654032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5489677058052654032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/students-school-books-nerds.html' title='and she said'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-8546567763916389222</id><published>2011-01-16T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T21:08:19.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>disaster upon a thread???</title><content type='html'>oke. it was supposed to be a great time. but, things dont usually go as you hoped..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last, friday if i was correct. i was at work. just arrived to be specific , and then i see everyone was gathering around at the bar. there was, kak lisa, steve, azfar, sharon, nana, mizie. they were discussing about that night. i knew there was going to be a staff dinner for all the nando's outlet under mr roger's supervise .i never planned of goin there actually, but all of them insisted. they wanted me , faiz and azfar to perform that night. and they let us decide what song to sing. SING? thats the thing i do in the toilet alone and not infront of the crowd. but wtheck.kak lisa said she's going to cut our salary . ok. life goes on. we were told to close early to attend that dinner party at 1130. during the work time. we kept discussing what song. i dont wanna miss a thing?? still fly? finally decided. GREAT ESCAPE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;around 630. steve said to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'ali, u tinggal dkt mana?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'shah alam la'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;' boleh tak u pegi balek sekejap, amek baju utk malam ni. tema kite hawaii tau.then dtg balek keje'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'erhh, oke. '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i rushed to the ktm, and with delayed train, add it up with the fuss of the ppls. i arrived at 830. and picked up the clothes for me and faiz. and downloaded th song, great escape. as i arrived at nando's, it was already closing time. hehehe. so, i literally worked that day. done the closing, kak zidahsuro tuka baju dkt dlm freezer. wtheck? tanak. so we changed in the store. hahaha. me faiz sharon nana went to the outlet at jaya one with azfar's ride. dude. nice car! like seriously. its an old school car, well maintained :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so as we arrived, we were among the earliest. get the numbers for the lucky draw. and then just sat back at the alley to rehearse the song. oke, tak hapal =.= gamble!!!!and it turned out, horrible. sry kak lisa, im not tht much when it comes to karaoke ,then, disaster happened. at the time it was the show for sharon, kerol and mizie, i thought of recording it. and i tried to search for my phone,  and it wasnt there =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oke. to add it up,umi's mp3 with faiz's earphone is gone too. i lost my mood at tht party, mr boo asked everyone to dance infront. sorry, not for me. , and it seems that, every one noticed it too. kak zidah dari jauh dah nmpak =.= so i went home earlier than anyone. thanks to azfar who sent me all the way from pj to shah alam. and the next day, my luck turned form bad to worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bgn pagi, kne marah dgn umi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nk pg sacc renew sim kne delay sbb hujan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sbb lmbt redah je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dh nk smpai sacc tayar pancit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pg 2 tukar tayar, duit utk gnti mp3 umi makin kurang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smpai sacc, die ckp stok habis =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smpai ktm, basahkuyup, terlepas tren,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smpai kje lmbt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kt kje kne sound ngn naresh sbb amek bill tak de reference (BKN AKU LA!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kje dkt kitchen byk slack then org service yg tak buat order yg kne tudoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;balek kne buat dining ada customer yg bajet nandos ni kdai mamak nk lepak lame2. orang dah nk closing die boleh lak bukak lappy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;closing pn jd lmbt gila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seb bek tak miss train...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and soo, now aku dh ada fone bru. with the same number . but i lost the contact details :( so paham paham la yer plss?? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that was the fullstop for my disaster. hopefully. but when i look at the bright side. i love working at nandos :) the staff are awesome. great people. great food. great income. come guys! try your luck at the subang parade outlet. hahahaha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-8546567763916389222?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8546567763916389222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/disaster-upon-thread.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8546567763916389222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8546567763916389222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/disaster-upon-thread.html' title='disaster upon a thread???'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-8041746677050439706</id><published>2011-01-12T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T18:54:28.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TS3ynhcga1I/AAAAAAAAAPU/DW1uzItXOr0/s1600/alya.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TS3ynhcga1I/AAAAAAAAAPU/DW1uzItXOr0/s320/alya.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561367875679185746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, how long have it been since we last talked like hell?? more than 3 years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;??  anyways, its good to hear from you again. and you have grown, fast i could say. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-8041746677050439706?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8041746677050439706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/okay-how-long-have-it-been-since-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8041746677050439706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8041746677050439706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/okay-how-long-have-it-been-since-we.html' title='hehehe'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TS3ynhcga1I/AAAAAAAAAPU/DW1uzItXOr0/s72-c/alya.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-5830499622415821452</id><published>2011-01-05T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T22:53:00.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>waste no time :)</title><content type='html'>What is the time now? &lt;br /&gt;There's no time for looking back now&lt;br /&gt; because we need to start looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to shut up listen. &lt;br /&gt;It's time to get up and move your feet.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to get up cause it's our turn dance around and feel the beat. &lt;br /&gt;It's time to shut up and listen. &lt;br /&gt;It's time to get up and move your feet. &lt;br /&gt;It's time to stand up &lt;br /&gt;cause it's our turn dance around and feel the beat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't loose this opportunity &lt;br /&gt;because time won't repeat itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the time now &lt;br /&gt;it's been awhile since we had fun like this &lt;br /&gt;and I can't figure it out that why are we wasting time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every second counts don't waster another minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop looking back &lt;br /&gt;let's make some haste &lt;br /&gt;cause I ain't stopping here right now. &lt;br /&gt;What are we doing now? &lt;br /&gt;Is this the right thing to do? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waste no time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-5830499622415821452?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5830499622415821452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/waste-no-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5830499622415821452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5830499622415821452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/waste-no-time.html' title='waste no time :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-6025510203897735727</id><published>2011-01-03T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T18:33:39.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari pertama persekolahan :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1369.snc4/164182_172443392793196_100000826080489_308774_2614063_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 405px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1369.snc4/164182_172443392793196_100000826080489_308774_2614063_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seronok main iceskate 4 jam.&lt;br /&gt;seronok dpt kalah main bowling?&lt;br /&gt;seronok dpt jumpe kawan kawan.kawan bukan sebarang kawan :)&lt;br /&gt;seronok sebab keluar kali ni tak pkai duet parent. erhh, duet umi.&lt;br /&gt;seronok keluar tak abeskan duet.&lt;br /&gt;seronok sebab keluar kali ni puas hati&lt;br /&gt;ape yang tak seronoknye?&lt;br /&gt;melecet sana sini&lt;br /&gt;nak main skate ptg and malam pon susah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs749.ash1/164079_188315294518291_100000194648215_734150_5949042_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 540px; height: 720px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs749.ash1/164079_188315294518291_100000194648215_734150_5949042_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INI PUN SERONOK JUGAK :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-6025510203897735727?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6025510203897735727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/hari-pertama-persekolahan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6025510203897735727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6025510203897735727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/hari-pertama-persekolahan.html' title='hari pertama persekolahan :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-8392998720476435071</id><published>2011-01-01T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T21:27:11.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TR_5Ql38LpI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oekJk3n-5aI/s1600/164189_169122549795932_100000945646923_305535_1995361_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TR_5Ql38LpI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oekJk3n-5aI/s320/164189_169122549795932_100000945646923_305535_1995361_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557434528638447250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oke, gambar tahun baru saya memang tak se'2011' seperti orang lain. tapi saya nak cakap. malam 2011 saya bes :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;second combat &lt;3&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the padangs &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bxc. tak dapat tgk, tgah lepak dgn tyra time tu. adehh. next time aki!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**photo grabbed from sha's fb. i know it may seem like, not a good place. but hey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; hanya kerana kami passionate about musics yg agk berat. tak bermakne kami jahat. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;kami clean :) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ein, SxC**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;selamat tahun baru semua, moge tahun ni better dari 2010 =)&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/2538645243299671601-8392998720476435071?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8392998720476435071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8392998720476435071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8392998720476435071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year.html' title='new year'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TR_5Ql38LpI/AAAAAAAAAPM/oekJk3n-5aI/s72-c/164189_169122549795932_100000945646923_305535_1995361_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-617448728957897146</id><published>2010-12-28T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T20:28:40.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>maka betulkan aku sekiranya ini salah ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TRo5_8t-0QI/AAAAAAAAAPE/GrZiYhhj-m4/s1600/DSC00194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TRo5_8t-0QI/AAAAAAAAAPE/GrZiYhhj-m4/s320/DSC00194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555816861108457730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people said a lot, here is my answer :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*just because aku takda awek, doesnt mean aku ni gay. bukan aku nak kata yang perasaan tu takda. memang aku mengaku ada. fitrah sebagai manusia. kalau takda tu nama nya tak normal, tapi kite kene bertindak mengikut akal, akal yang memandu hati, agar tak terpesong. agar tak tertipu. agar tak di fitnah . tiada yang mustahil, hendak seribu daya, taknak seribu dalih. aku percaya, masa sekarang adalah masa untuk mengenali dunia dan bukannya untuk mengambil apa yang ada di dunia. tetapi jiwa gelora remaja sentiasa memberontak dan ingin tahu, kadang kadang kita buat juga walau pun secara teori kita tahu ia salah. tetapi pada fikiran, kesalahan itu tidaklah membawa kesan yang besar. oleh itu, menempuh suatu kesalahan tidak nmpak begitu ketara, its a choice rather than a must. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**kite layan semua sama rata. lelaki perempuan semua sama. tetapi nampak nya tak berjaya. tak boleh nak anggap senang begitu sahaja. hakikat nya, kita lelaki dan perempuan berbeza :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but hey. . no offense. this is me.im just saying that suppressing  is not impossible. its a solution. theres other things that must be priorified. if you know what i mean. keep motivating my self, saying . like. *nahh* * im not supposed to do this* *oke. aku takda rezeki* and so on. any how, any way, as long as it works for this purpose. it should be ok:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-617448728957897146?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/617448728957897146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/maka-betulkan-aku-sekiranya-ini-salah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/617448728957897146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/617448728957897146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/maka-betulkan-aku-sekiranya-ini-salah.html' title='maka betulkan aku sekiranya ini salah ;)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TRo5_8t-0QI/AAAAAAAAAPE/GrZiYhhj-m4/s72-c/DSC00194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4447710404404810621</id><published>2010-12-22T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T20:57:03.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mind your words :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;could I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;should I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would I?&lt;/div&gt;&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;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;could: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;referring to the word that explains the capability of someone. a logic term of can and cannot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;should:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; a word describing obligation instead of a logic term. a word showing someone to do the right thing and still able to do the opposite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;would:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a simple word indicating a statement of an option. pick any, and the opposite still doesnt seem to be so wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&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;div&gt;conclusion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a simple massage: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mind your words, mind your attitude. you may got caught up when you think that you are at the top :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4447710404404810621?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4447710404404810621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/mind-your-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4447710404404810621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4447710404404810621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/mind-your-words.html' title='mind your words :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-6603208193639950320</id><published>2010-12-21T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T21:49:41.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is, my spm :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TRGQquAJF4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/oCxWvCHJV0E/s1600/17052010028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TRGQquAJF4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/oCxWvCHJV0E/s320/17052010028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553378879102064514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;23/11,SELASA,BAHASA MELAYU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;appy birthday kamal razi, its nice to start spm as a birthday present kn? HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oke, hari pertama, spm, sume mcm (obviously) gementar sana gementar sini.  tp wtheck, life needs to go on. so, kite pn jwb jela yeh BM? ketas dia was not bad. paper one was oke. tibe tibe tgah interval paper seni, ada msg masok ckp ada soklan bocor. apa lagi. xD so it wasnt so bad, aras pn sederhana. alhamdulillah. 1st day was oke :0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24/11,RABU, BAHASA INGGERIS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bi aku tatau nk bace ape sgt. spot org bagi mcm suro bace sume je, so, aku baca la sume, bleh la plak kn bagian literature masok bagian yg aku takcover =.= so aku bantai bantai je la. tp paper 2 was oke. essay aku buat psl home* aku tgk je soalan tu aku dah jd over the moon teros. haha. mana taknye, selama aku sekolah , cgu tak pnah nk puji aku punye karangan and asek suro aku buat btol btol je. ecxept for one, taun lps. midyear, klua soalan same with the same topic!! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25/11, KHAMIS, SEJARAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my luck turns bad. start kt sejarah, boleh kata aku bace sejarah paling banyak and paling lama. and the night before exam, aku dpt banyak sangat spot. pening dibuatnye, aku bia semua spot. and abce je mcm biase. and it turned out, ada one of the spot. sbijik gila =.= oke, menyesal skrg takgune. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29/11,ISNIN,MATH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ini subject aku tatau nk bace ape. =.= so mcm buat paper tak bace buku,. so, we'll see how it goes :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30/11,SELASA,SYARIAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oke, kn tak bace math ? sbb nk bace subject ni. khatam 2 buku kulit ke kulit. so. it went okay:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/12,RABU, ADMATH,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oke, dont freak out, do it slowly. dont panic, thts the way to do admaths, not just complaining. i tried. still, asl la soalan die lg ssh dr yg past years nye. format pon laen. aras pon tinggi. apa salah aku dkt kau admath? tak ckop ke kasih sayang yg aku bg selama ni?? =.= abes paper time tu hujan, redah hujanbalek rumah, smpai je rumah. dah reda -_____-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2/12,KHAMIS, FIZIK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sebab redah hujan nye pasal, aku buat fizik dalam keadaan demam =.= not a very good thing to remember. err~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6/12, ISNIN, KIMIA,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oke, dah sehat. haha. buat je. jgn banya k cite, paper 3 berwarna! wee, mahal mahal :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8/12,RABU, BIOLOGY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alahai, time ni sume dah exited dah nk abes exam, tp aku ada lg 1 week. soo, aku buat bio ni mcm buat admath, tp bio susah =.= experiment nk kne design, mcm hape la -.- takyah blja bio pn takpe la. aduhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14/12,SELASA, BAHASA ARAB,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oke, mood exam semakin luntur, pike nk habis je skrg. adri jawab sume mcm senang je. adeh, asl la tbe aku masok je blurr? =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16/12,RABU, PENDIDIKAN ALQURAN DAN SUNNAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hari last, awal awal pagi aku dah gerak pg lebri nk bace buku sbb tak bce ape lg. then mau lak hujan kn. tak bace buku, terpak se balek amek kete. prepare lunch utk adek  adek kt rumah, then tros gi skola. jwb ketas. igt nk main skate ke bola ke kt skola. tibe tibe, pakli mengamok pulak. mau la takle nk main bola pulak =.= die halau balek. ok fine, aku balek. pg amek adek kt kuale selangor. mlm igt nk skate. tbe2 je tau tau skrg die dah tutup lmpu mlm mlm kt sane =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a bad day to end spm~~~  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-___________________________________________-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TRGRKvuGzKI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Xa9sN2Z55jA/s1600/DSC02867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TRGRKvuGzKI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Xa9sN2Z55jA/s320/DSC02867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553379429319101602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and now, currently, im quite bz. dah start keje. org len sume tgah lepak lepak lg kt rumah. dh start keje sbb bosan. dok uma 2 hari dah rase mcm org gila =.= soo, everyone, enjoy the holidays, and juniors, ENJOY SCHOOL YAWW! :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-6603208193639950320?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6603208193639950320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-my-spm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6603208193639950320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6603208193639950320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-is-my-spm.html' title='this is, my spm :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TRGQquAJF4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/oCxWvCHJV0E/s72-c/17052010028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-6078567974130977968</id><published>2010-12-13T21:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T21:32:50.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ade jugak eh suke tgk post aku kt bwh ni =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-6078567974130977968?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6078567974130977968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6078567974130977968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6078567974130977968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-604532355788169919</id><published>2010-12-11T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T12:32:51.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confess?</title><content type='html'>its been a year or more, id remember that day was like, somewhere October 2009. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now, i dont know. why everything changed just too much from that date. i changed, or you? i hope its just me. and forgive me for doubting. but hey, im just referring from what i heard. well, obviously, things are not the same since we've known each other, i dont know when was the turning point. but something must of happened. firstly, some of your friends, must have seen what i did. during midyear that is. hey, im not the kinda person who walks up to girls and talk . "hey, buat ape tu" and, "hey, boleh kenal" seriously . no and never have i ever did like that to girls whom i dont know. but they were the ones who came and asked things to me at that place., and nothing big, they were just old friends. as if your friend ever cared and ever knows, but.... id try to keep my distance to a safe radius with them. but it seemed like it was not how your friends saw it. i cant changed a persons perspective, but i can stand and fight for whats right. and i know my words never did reached you right?and your friend swords are alwys what cross your head more than mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and youve said that you gave the chance for me to say what i am supposed to say right? hmm, i dont know when was that. and you claimed that i failed to do that within the period you said. here i ask. when was that chance?? when did i missed it? i cherished every single moment i had. especially, during that days.but hey. its the only time we spoked, it was like the time when you called me. during youre free time, once .id like to say here how happy i was knowing that you still remembered me, and most of all, spending bits of your time just to go to the public phone. and since that the period was just a brief, i never get to say what i want, and yah. i know that your friends were there too, just to company you, and to use the phone. making me unable to call back. i wished i could. thts why i sent those cards, something i never done to anyone else for a long term. hoping it could be the best replacements. it was all i could of think of. im sorry if it was not enough. how many i sent , how much of them failed to arrive. idk why. i hope that you would understand why i send those mails. it may not cost much. but i did it with all of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not trying to pressurise this point.  cz i know how much education means to you that time. that was the same motivation for me in my studying. and it also made me realize, how i am soo diferred from you. unlike you, i am not in the eyes of a viewer as a sight of greatness. im just a normal typical person who  just happened to be studying in a school, less known my the country and just being overlooked by most people. who am i to be with those who stands in great height. i would understand how im going to be placed in the food chain. lower than you. that would just make me cry sometimes? but hey, why would i ever wanna cry for something that is destened for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but just to say. things from my veiw has never changed. and i always hoped for what i believed.how special you are. and still. and that is what i said to you always. but if things arent going with my flow. its not mine to decide is it? but  most importantly, i hope that you are happy just as how you wished. would you even read this??? at leasat one person do understand what i am saying.but i would really just wanna say thankyou for everything in the past. thank you for realizing me of who i am. people can call me stupid or wutsoeva, but among all of them that stare sky high, im bounded to the ground. just seeing you from another perspectice and not  sharing the same veiwwith you.  and thank you for motivating in my studies. i hope that it will gve a huge impact on me. have a wonderful life. a great one with all your loved ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if ever before im actually making you  to a bad place, im sorry.. i really am. dont worry, it wont ever happen again.till then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-604532355788169919?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/604532355788169919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/confess.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/604532355788169919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/604532355788169919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/12/confess.html' title='confess?'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-8056934367407654511</id><published>2010-11-09T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T04:12:51.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>serantai dedikasi untuk dihayati :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs618.snc3/32504_398943592317_655277317_4076602_2305084_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs618.snc3/32504_398943592317_655277317_4076602_2305084_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salam buat guru tersayang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sepanjang kita bersama dan berjuang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kau sentiasa bersedia dikala aku bertanya soalan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tidak pernah jemu menjawabnya dengan senyuman,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;membimbing saya yang serba kekurangan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sebagai pelajar, tidak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sebagai manusia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya tidak lepas dari melakukan kesilapan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seringkali juga berlaku kecuaian,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;namun, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yang salah kau tunjukkan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yang tidak benar kau tegurkan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;khabar juga tidak pernah dilupakan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sungguh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tidak terbalas segala yang dicurahkan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hanya Allah yang mampu memberi balasan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;guru guru sekalian,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dirimu tidak mungkin ada gantian,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;andai selama saat kita bersua dan berkenalan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ada kesilapan yang melukakan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yang mengguris perasaan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sepuluh jari dihulurkan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;memohon kemaafan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kadang kala saya lalai,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kadang kala saya alpa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;menjadi fitrah sebagai manusia,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dari saya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jutaan terima kasih saya ucapkan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;atas segala yang telah dicurahkan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rakan rakan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ini adalah satu permulaan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;permulaan sebuah perjuangan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;moga kita terus gagah berusaha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;menjahilkan diri dari putus asa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kuat dan tabah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;walau apa yang tiba,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perjalanan ini masih jauh dari penghujungnya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;masih belum terlambat untuk membentuk perjalanannya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;menyusun strateginya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mengatur langkah langkahnya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan menghargai saat saat yang dilaluinya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPLcnxmEVhU/TNOvn4ZpdVI/AAAAAAAAAps/a_yRjwbYhA4/s1600/30267_1385308628516_1106013230_31226316_2449967_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 502px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPLcnxmEVhU/TNOvn4ZpdVI/AAAAAAAAAps/a_yRjwbYhA4/s1600/30267_1385308628516_1106013230_31226316_2449967_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-8056934367407654511?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8056934367407654511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/serantai-dedikasi-untuk-dihayati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8056934367407654511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8056934367407654511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/serantai-dedikasi-untuk-dihayati.html' title='serantai dedikasi untuk dihayati :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KPLcnxmEVhU/TNOvn4ZpdVI/AAAAAAAAAps/a_yRjwbYhA4/s72-c/30267_1385308628516_1106013230_31226316_2449967_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-6177505757256062857</id><published>2010-11-05T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T12:10:02.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>understand my ideology</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TNO_FBNIRtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Ntg--65Wbr8/s1600/DSC04116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TNO_FBNIRtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Ntg--65Wbr8/s320/DSC04116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535978459912226514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WE COULD NEVER HELP EVERYONE EVERYWHERE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WE COULD ALWAYS HELP SOMEONE, SOMEWHERE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ALWAYS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;how many out there truly understand my words? i sense none. oh well. words are just words, a hard way to express a feeling. a hard way to sell believes, a hard way to make others understand.  no offense. not you. but hey, this is me. in my believes, you can never know rather we made others understand the way we did. only believe. and trust.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-6177505757256062857?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6177505757256062857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/understand-my-ideology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6177505757256062857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6177505757256062857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/understand-my-ideology.html' title='understand my ideology'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TNO_FBNIRtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Ntg--65Wbr8/s72-c/DSC04116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-5693070630880752757</id><published>2010-11-03T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T03:35:05.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alahai rakan ku, sedih.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TNE6psous6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/O7qcMUwtnEM/s1600/DSC03958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TNE6psous6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/O7qcMUwtnEM/s320/DSC03958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535269905046090658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alahai kawan, alahai alahai.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bile susah, bile sedih pandai pulak mencari, bile dah bahagia seronok, nak sombong tegur (pandang juga)  tidak mahu. dan berkata dibelakang saya yang sombong, alahai alahai. saya sedar saya tak hot macam rakan rakan yang lain, tak hebat bersosial dengan mereka yang sebegitu. tak setaraf la senag cerita kan? sile sedar bukan saya sahaja yang bermonolog sedemikian, ramai, bukan, kebanyakan dari kami berkata begini. tapi apakah daya, ego ego ego . biase la orang dah super hot (wannabe maybe) , tapi tolong la, jangan jadi bodoh. paling kurang, jangan la bagi ia kelihatan begitu ketara ..itu sahaja :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-5693070630880752757?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5693070630880752757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/alahai-rakan-ku-sedih.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5693070630880752757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5693070630880752757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/alahai-rakan-ku-sedih.html' title='alahai rakan ku, sedih.'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TNE6psous6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/O7qcMUwtnEM/s72-c/DSC03958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-3385312921202390225</id><published>2010-11-01T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T09:44:49.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a wordS before i die ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TM6NAkmFwEI/AAAAAAAAAOI/HGHPJWLvNls/s1600/Untitled-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TM6NAkmFwEI/AAAAAAAAAOI/HGHPJWLvNls/s320/Untitled-23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534516033047871554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week ,&lt;div&gt;damn,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a lot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;happenned&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;makin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hari&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;makin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dekat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ngn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;spm&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;makin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;byk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ujian&lt;/span&gt; yang Allah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bagi&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kawan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sorang&lt;/span&gt;, ayah die &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bankrap&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pulak&lt;/span&gt; time time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;camni&lt;/span&gt;, company &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;kne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tutup&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;balek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;rumah&lt;/span&gt; die &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;je&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;kne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;marah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;SITI NOOR FARAHIN AB RAHIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;, ayah die &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;meninggal&lt;/span&gt;, colon cancer yang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;tibe&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;terkne&lt;/span&gt; kt liver, so, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;thts&lt;/span&gt; the cause.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Alfatihah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;, i had an accident, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;jebak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;moto&lt;/span&gt; for the 1st time. it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; something major, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;somthing&lt;/span&gt; that i kept thinking about . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, if before, i escaped death once, and now again, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know if there is going to be a third time. and for that, it made me realize. when people just died suddenly, they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have the time to actually say something to everyone, to say goodbyes, and sorry.so, if today was my last day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;heres&lt;/span&gt; something that i must say :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly, i would like to say sorry to everyone, regardless of whom, regardless of where i met you, everyone. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;eventhough&lt;/span&gt; things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; been easy between us, i forgive you, ONLY, if you forgive me,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;, if i ever owe you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;anithing&lt;/span&gt; that requires pay back, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; refer to my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and dear family, i may not be the best person in the center of the family,but i hope you can all understand what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;ive&lt;/span&gt; been through, ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;umi&lt;/span&gt;, she'd know. i was not the best, even though i try to be, and peoples just keep on disagree. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; guessing that is just it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; no more :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to those who ever had grudge on me on everything, those who took me for granted, those whom just never seem to get it right with me. just to let you know, i hope that now you are happy. and forever will. still, i have nothing against you. except the self esteem  of yourself :) but on top of all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for those of you who are just there , there for me, there to even just share a single moment to everything. note that i want to say a humble bow with a thank you :) a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;thankyou&lt;/span&gt; for everything that i hope is enough just to pay back. i can never pay them back with just me. and i would never be me if it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; for you. ALL of you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a little advice from me, appreciate everything you have. appreciate them, think optimistic in everything, and there you will see the silver lining. the life you will live is still long. for that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; waste it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; savage it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; betray it :) its a once in a life time when you can actually see you, being able to live your life to the fullest. to cut it short, its like an absolute ecstasy just to know you did all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. just smile at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;evrything&lt;/span&gt;, and bring smiles to others. never forget, that you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; live in this world alone, and you can never do so. this makes you just the person who needs other, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; realize this fact. and make some changes dad. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;specificating&lt;/span&gt; this to you. and others as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;nobody can plan their death. and a perfect one is only for lucky ones i guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; so, im just planning mine, a stepping stone of preparation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;the only thing i hope is that i may be remembered, or just, be settled the proper way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;thankyou.. may God bless you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; guessing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thank you for all of your time . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;thankyou&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TM6OSkdQ8kI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/IEHszET9SdA/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TM6OSkdQ8kI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/IEHszET9SdA/s320/page.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534517441760129602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-3385312921202390225?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3385312921202390225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/words-before-i-die.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/3385312921202390225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/3385312921202390225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/11/words-before-i-die.html' title='a wordS before i die ;)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TM6NAkmFwEI/AAAAAAAAAOI/HGHPJWLvNls/s72-c/Untitled-23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-6706762602600336503</id><published>2010-10-27T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T03:21:50.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;too much nonsense ive told, lets talk about education this time :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TMfwrp1dQII/AAAAAAAAAN4/R3sxX5sQr9E/s1600/59075_1496503826565_1653181290_1251935_1276132_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TMfwrp1dQII/AAAAAAAAAN4/R3sxX5sQr9E/s320/59075_1496503826565_1653181290_1251935_1276132_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532655300003053698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bile trial dah habis, semua tanya result. kau brapa. aku siket je, kau pulak berapa. aku boleh la, eh, aku terok doe. dan lain lain. ok, memandangkan tak ramai yang bace blog aku ni, (for thats the main reason aku buat blog ini , its like a diary,:) aku nk ckp yang result trial aku, adalah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 8A3A-.eventhough takde A+, still, alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi, ni tak bermakne ape yg aku buat ni cukop baek.  i just barely dapat mcmtu, rezeki hopefully, and not bala. orang ckp, aku dah tak payah belajar dah, dah konfem dapat biasiswa dah, dah konfem dpt masok U dah, dah konfem mase depan cerah la ape la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tp aku igt lg ape cgu fizik aku, Pn Siti Sabariah, cakap dkt aku. fyi, die cgu 1st yg tau aku dpt straight A.&lt;br /&gt;die ckp " ali, tahniah sbb dapat sume A, tapi kamu jgn takbur atau riak. bile kawan ckp itu ini, kamu istighfar je la. agp la ini sebagai ujian.  jadikan ni sebagai batu loncatan, kamu cakap kat mak ayah kamu, terima kasih sbb byk doakan kamu, dan kamu msti igt, jalan kamu lps ni jauh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; lg. walaupun kamu byk belajar, tp Tuhan jgn lupe. jangan nak main sgt, dah la, t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ak elok saya ckp byk sgt, kamu dah besa dan pandai dah nak paham ape yg saye ckp"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;almost evrytime after fizik(sebelum tuka kelas) die akn ckp kt aku mcmtu . im thankful, and than you, its like a weekly motivation , the drug i need to boost my study. when others just spoil it -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tp kan, cube tgk jadual kt atas tu.itu list sbp yg dpt top dkt mesie ni, and kalau tgk, STF atas sekali. yahh, mane tak nye, kawan kawan aku yg dkt situ dulu pon sume bijak bestari :) sume flying colours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs172.snc3/19953_1249234143536_1009942503_30563618_3344799_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dari kiri, rozanna roslan, farah emilya, nurul khalisah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these are the peeps that motivate me , to do better, yg kiri skali tu wakil johor boling tak silap :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and one more person, isthe ex-headprefect, NUR AFZA QISTINA, heh. eventhough, makin lama kite dah tak mcm dulu, tp still you're achievements, damn, thts a super motivation :) i wished i could do the things you did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and rakan rakan lain di SEMESTA(sekolahmenengahsainstengkuabdullah), KISAS, SABDA, SDAR, SSP(cyberjaya) and SMSSP, SBPI gombak, SBPI rawang, dan lain lain, kalian menjadikan diri ini resah seribu bahasa, sedar akan kekurangan yang perlu dibaiki. walaupun org ckp, skola sbp dah disediekan dgn mcm2 kemudahan tok belajar berbanding skola bese, im not gonna put that as something that dooms my future. dan Dato Daud, terima kasih sebab bagi saya motivasi di saat saya memerlukannya. kadang kadang betul jugak kata pn rosliyah tu, saingan kite adalah mereka di luar sekolah. dan pencapaian kt dlm sekolah tak bermakne itu adalah nilaian sebenar. saingan dgn budak spm dah mcm tu, tak masuk mrsm lg, worst, sekolah harian biasa. they hold the diamonds in the glass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a long way to go, and harder roads are to be taken, choices need to be made. as i grow, i canno longer rely on others more than i rely on myself. dlm aku tgah update blog ni, online fb, others tgah belajar, striving, survival to the fittest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to start my change, kan bes kalau ade orang yang paham ape yg aku phm, alangkah baeknya :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;less than a month till spm, less than 2 month of schoolhood. surely gonna miss it, already missing it, lets make the change together shall we?? its still not too late :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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 src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TMf8KvdW6vI/AAAAAAAAAOA/8VwwCTkhvZM/s320/DSC00200.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532667928716438258" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; 4abubakar2009,5abubakar2010 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-6706762602600336503?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6706762602600336503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/10/too-much-nonsense-ive-told-lets-talk.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6706762602600336503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6706762602600336503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/10/too-much-nonsense-ive-told-lets-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TMfwrp1dQII/AAAAAAAAAN4/R3sxX5sQr9E/s72-c/59075_1496503826565_1653181290_1251935_1276132_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-846794498287344862</id><published>2010-10-19T03:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T07:55:24.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TL10c2b1HhI/AAAAAAAAANw/HTgL_Ntp2wE/s1600/syidi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TL10c2b1HhI/AAAAAAAAANw/HTgL_Ntp2wE/s320/syidi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529703956478238226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nampak gamba atas ni? haa. ni bkn gamba aku. ni gmba abg aku. and skate die yg dah patah, ape nii ali?? (pls continue reading:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;oke, trial baru sahaja abes, and now, dah mule pecutan, so aku pun cepat cepat la nk update gk blog ni, taknak bia die berhabuk banyak banyak. hehe. and yah, mesti ade yang akan tanye, result kau brape ali? mesti gempak kan? bla bla bla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;alhamdulillah. aku rase result aku oke. tapi bukan comfort zone. sbb trial ni byk sgt talian hayat.  arab yang tak penah penah aku dapat A dari sekolah rendah, now dah dpt. huhu. alhamdulillah. tapi aku risau. spm mana ada talian hayat. this time , i guess ill learn things, the hard way, hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;unfotunately, something happenned to me. after 1st week trial, secara rasminya, ali husaini TELAH BERMULA UNTUK MAIN SKATE!!!hahaha. walaupun sblm tu aku ada jugak try ride ride kt dlm rumah and luar rumah, tp skrg, aku akan pegi skatepark kat 13 tu, like, pagi kol 3 , 4 , or lps subuh. kalau rajin, ptg pon pegi like before maghrib maybe.till now, skrg ni aku dah boleh la ride siket siket, blaja nk pump gune bearing murah, revert, ollie, and pop shuve it. now aku fokus nk perfecting these tricks. but before that. i would love to learn how to drop in a pool and ride in it freely. hee.huhu. and yah. aku mule skate time trial, and ramai bising. ramai marah. ramai suro aku jgn skate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;sume orang tau, nak main skate ni bukan nye sehari due. takes years maybe. bak kate abg aku. *its not a one day effort* kot. heh. so, skrg dah masuk minggu ke empat aku skate. and yah, dah ade la sakit sana sakit sini, darah sana darah sini. nk skate msti la ade price die :)oke, so, nk tau nape aku skate??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;bg aku, bile aku main skate ni, mmg la bes obviously,not that im saying its a guys game or wut, even gurls like it too kn wazee? haha. but hey, it made me realize something. kau nk skate, nk taknak, kau kene blajar care susah. mana ada kau boleh nk suro kau coach. tatau la en, tp stakat ni, aku tak penah la nmpak lg. and tht made me realize that it is better to learn everything that way. no shortcuts, just efforts and extra efforts. dalam kata lain, kalau kau nmpak orang tu dah pro, kau tau, how much hardness he paid, and the pain he faced just to be able to do tricks. and i must go through the same thing for the same result :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and also, kalau nk tau, everyone who skates has their own background. tp bile kt skate park, hey, we're all the same. doing the one thing, sharing the one place. orang nak gune pool, kite bagi, kite share. kite nk gune, orang bagi laluan. and backwise. and yeah, tak sume dah pandai main. so, kalau nmpak orang baru nk berjinak ngn skate, mane ade boo boo. tak tau, kite ajar. even though org tu tak knl. and when you fall, you get up, and yeah, orang akn concern. even for strangers. , seriusly dude.  see, skating isnt tht bad. its like, the feeling when someone comes to you and askes for a lighter to like a smoke(but im not a smoker. take this note seriously  ) and you get to talk and know that person when they smoke together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but overall, skating is about practice and practice and practice, despite the risks are very much vulnerable . but hey.  never give up, thats what i learnt from skating :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HAHA. tp aku tau. org mesti ckp, *lepas spm nnt kau sambung la* heee. ntah la kawan, aku just main biasa biasa je. bukan extreme pon. hanya sebagai exercise sahaja :) oke?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tp, nk tanye jugak la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;SHOULD I OR SHOULDNT I STOP SKATING?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hmm,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ur thoughts? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-846794498287344862?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/846794498287344862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/10/nampak-gamba-atas-ni-haa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/846794498287344862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/846794498287344862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/10/nampak-gamba-atas-ni-haa.html' title=''/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TL10c2b1HhI/AAAAAAAAANw/HTgL_Ntp2wE/s72-c/syidi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-3236564292606155211</id><published>2010-09-26T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T01:49:23.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sharing is caring?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TJ8IjlyQvxI/AAAAAAAAANo/F1AiclKwGLA/s1600/P1020521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TJ8IjlyQvxI/AAAAAAAAANo/F1AiclKwGLA/s320/P1020521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521141075710885650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes people say, "ali, you've got to tell people your problem"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;heh. but the world , i cant say its cruel. maybe its just the way it is rather than the way it should of been. Too much had been done. every time i tried to tell the true complexion of something, it gets worst.not that im saying im always right. but it makes them know that things aren't that simple. and things are absolutely not as how they thought.and thus ,leading to a bigger misunderstanding. forcing myself  to learn. that i should never share something. its better for me to keep it inside. and admitting im wrong even though its not, even though i haven't tell the truth about it. ending up for me to swallow the pain and smiling for it . accepting all the blames, true or false. when its inside. nothing differs it. oh well. thts the world trying to teach me to be stronger and stronger :)&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/2538645243299671601-3236564292606155211?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3236564292606155211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/09/sharing-is-caring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/3236564292606155211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/3236564292606155211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/09/sharing-is-caring.html' title='sharing is caring?'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TJ8IjlyQvxI/AAAAAAAAANo/F1AiclKwGLA/s72-c/P1020521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-7791596408278284418</id><published>2010-09-06T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T07:49:47.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(: BERTERABUR :)</title><content type='html'>terus terang...&lt;br /&gt;tiada tersurat...&lt;br /&gt;tiada tersirat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru balek dr masjid negeri .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. dah lame tak menulis macam ni. byk sgt nk cite. smpai mase je nk tuleh. abes sume idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp yg pasti, skrg ni. macam macam dah jadi. semua tak macam dulu. sume dah ada hala tuju masing masing. once, i had great time, great moments to cherish. tp skrg. adehh. di bawa arus masa. orang orang yg aku kenal skrg dah tak same mcm dulu. kalo dulu kite boleh lepak sama sama, gelak sama sama,. sekarang, sume dah ade agenda masing masing. tp bile kite cntact die. die bleh plak ckp, aku yg kerek sbb lame tak cntact. omg, malas la nk gado. tp nk wat macam mane. as time flies, people grow. and changes are expected to occcur in them, only GOD knows how, what and why. and kau boleh expect to see no visible expression on me. sbb aku taknak make evrything personal. taknal campur adukkan masalah aku ngn kau ngn orang lain. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oleh itu, di kesempatan ini,&lt;br /&gt;saya ,&lt;br /&gt;ALI HUSAINI BIN ADZMI,&lt;br /&gt;ingin mengucapkan&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI,&lt;br /&gt;ikhlas dari hati,&lt;br /&gt;MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN,&lt;br /&gt;kepada semua,&lt;br /&gt;tak kire, baru kenal, dah lame kenal,&lt;br /&gt;terlupe atau hampir lupe.&lt;br /&gt;saya bkannye sempurna untuk menjadi perfect di mata semua orang,&lt;br /&gt;tapi saya harap, saya di tegur andai tersilap,&lt;br /&gt;dibetulkan bila tersalah,&lt;br /&gt;di nasihat untuk membuka langkah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khusus untuk trial yg akan datang, saya berhajat untuk mengundurkan diri dari internet. insyaAllah, kalau la mampu, same same la kite yeh? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo ada tak puas hati apa apa, sile jumpe saye, atau bagitau saya. TQ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-7791596408278284418?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7791596408278284418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/09/berterabur.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7791596408278284418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7791596408278284418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/09/berterabur.html' title='(: BERTERABUR :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-961552854510373309</id><published>2010-09-04T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T06:15:51.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let my hands dance :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TIJGdxx-j9I/AAAAAAAAANg/SufTOm7_j1Q/s1600/DSC03018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TIJGdxx-j9I/AAAAAAAAANg/SufTOm7_j1Q/s320/DSC03018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513046371248017362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i could say,&lt;br /&gt;what a day ,&lt;br /&gt;or just,&lt;br /&gt;i hate today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being optimistic,&lt;br /&gt;it never hurts,&lt;br /&gt;being sarcastic,&lt;br /&gt;that's gonna struck a nerve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im no poet to describe the world as it is,&lt;br /&gt;but i have my own opinion,&lt;br /&gt;with whom i share this world with.&lt;br /&gt;as of yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;ive learnt something,&lt;br /&gt;rather than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends make our world go round&lt;br /&gt;not just square or triangle that has to much bound.&lt;br /&gt;when you take them for granted,&lt;br /&gt;you'll see how you can be granted with such hatred&lt;br /&gt;unless you linger upon the strings of a love ones,&lt;br /&gt;then you will live to tell the tale.&lt;br /&gt;A tale of stupidity rising beyond the wise intelligency,&lt;br /&gt;but you are not Enstien,&lt;br /&gt;you are not stephen hawking.&lt;br /&gt;then ill ask you a question.&lt;br /&gt;what is the true treasure of your complexion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and NOT to be forgotten,&lt;br /&gt;always in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;a leader coaches rather than orders,&lt;br /&gt;motivate ,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;tolerate,&lt;br /&gt;rather than cursing for our imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;but hey,&lt;br /&gt;im not perfect for you,&lt;br /&gt;guess you are just not perfect anyone then :)&lt;br /&gt;a brain without a heart,&lt;br /&gt;is like a you. with only you :)&lt;br /&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/2538645243299671601-961552854510373309?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/961552854510373309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/09/let-my-hands-dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/961552854510373309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/961552854510373309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/09/let-my-hands-dance.html' title='let my hands dance :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TIJGdxx-j9I/AAAAAAAAANg/SufTOm7_j1Q/s72-c/DSC03018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-205834647187852919</id><published>2010-08-08T03:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T07:24:15.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unholy confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;indah dunia bukan pada bicaranya.&lt;br /&gt;indah kata bukan pada zahirnya.&lt;br /&gt;indah sinar bukan pada bahangnya.&lt;br /&gt;indah kalam bukan pada khilafnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;atau aku yang salah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TF69UO0OZxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vhfP6jxuCX8/s1600/PB130516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TF69UO0OZxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vhfP6jxuCX8/s320/PB130516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503043949965502226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segalanya indah bila dihayati. Disanjungi kerana memahami. Dikagumi kerana memberi inspirasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the way we understand things may not be the same. but hey, i hope people can always see the silver lining in everything. making peace from the chaos turning bad to the best. its never impossible. its just up to you rather you want to do it or not. but above everything. ali, not everyone may agree or even tolerate with this idea of yours. for that.. it sucks to have a solo single minded type -,- oh well. guess thats just you. and yeah. a lot is coming on your way. and hell yeah, who knows. huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;smile when ur happy, smile when ur sad. eventually, ull be happy at some way ali husaini :)&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/2538645243299671601-205834647187852919?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/205834647187852919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/08/unholy-confession.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/205834647187852919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/205834647187852919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/08/unholy-confession.html' title='unholy confession'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TF69UO0OZxI/AAAAAAAAANQ/vhfP6jxuCX8/s72-c/PB130516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-7583323349065989721</id><published>2010-08-02T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T03:46:31.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>terima kasih abang :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TFahZCo5eCI/AAAAAAAAANI/TAKd-hp-BSE/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TFahZCo5eCI/AAAAAAAAANI/TAKd-hp-BSE/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500761446456850466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kau takkan pernah berasa nikmat . Sebab kalau semua yang kau mintak,  semua kau dapat . Papa mahu itu, ayah mahu ini . Dan kau dapat .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bersyukur sebab selalu aku hidup dalam tidak berada . Lebih dari  selalu, aku menelan air liur . Bila kempunankan kawan ada ini itu .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab tu juga, aku selalu berasa bagai menggelongsor bila rasa kurang .  Huuuu. Yeeha! Kau tahu? Inspirasi itu datang dari pengalaman . Kisah  hidup cernaan mata perasaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau tahu? Lagi indah bila kita betul-betul mahu, tapi memang kita tidak  mampu . Dah usaha dah, sedaya mampu, dan haish~ belum sampai ke situ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingat! Kalau-kalau . Kau berjaya itu ini, dengan gaya laluan senang. Itu langsung, tidak empati kepada golongan terkurang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama naik tinggi menjulang, tapi, apa mukjizatnya? Tiada, sebab kau memang ada semua peluang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau boleh berhenti bermain layang-layang. Dan, berlari memanggil kawan di hujung padang . "Nah, kau pula main layang-layang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya berpesan, agar usah berbangga dengan laluan mudah. Menang mudah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-7583323349065989721?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7583323349065989721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/08/terima-kasih-abang.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7583323349065989721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7583323349065989721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/08/terima-kasih-abang.html' title='terima kasih abang :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TFahZCo5eCI/AAAAAAAAANI/TAKd-hp-BSE/s72-c/DSC_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-2753979319251929358</id><published>2010-07-16T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T07:06:00.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dusty</title><content type='html'>berhabuk amat blog ini :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just nk cite, mgu dpn ade test bulanan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; aku,, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eh silap, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ktorang ni bkn nye robot doe. -,-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;korg phm kn?? hee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kinda bz lately, dunno why. oh wait. bile yg kau tak bz?? -,-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-2753979319251929358?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2753979319251929358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/07/dusty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2753979319251929358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2753979319251929358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/07/dusty.html' title='dusty'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-2587208826999281431</id><published>2010-07-02T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T04:45:39.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>midyear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;*omg, td dh dapat result midyear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*and, its effingly, frustrating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*30% is the only mark that made the different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*and PJK ofcourse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sivik saya fail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*adakah saya tak bersivik?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*disebabkan ini, keputusan saya drop tak dapat 1st. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adeh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* congrats la sape yg dapat tuh :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-2587208826999281431?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2587208826999281431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/07/midyear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2587208826999281431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2587208826999281431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/07/midyear.html' title='midyear'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-3153170079559641232</id><published>2010-06-30T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T02:05:58.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEWS..updated.</title><content type='html'>oke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres,&lt;br /&gt;the good news.&lt;br /&gt; aku balek balek dari tusyen kimia dgn param. ayah msg, suro aku balek terus. daa. abeh slam eni aku tak balek tros ke?? siap calling calling lagi. hujan, so i delayed my departure* huuh. sampai je. my pc is transforemed to a mode tht can be online. dalam bahase melayunye, dahkne repair la, hehe. :) and di upgrade ke pade windows 7 . finally. huhhh. oh well, yippie i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO..&lt;br /&gt;the bad news is.&lt;br /&gt;ayah suro student die tuka sume mnde ni, yg mane ape yg telah dilakukan, ade lah FORMAT! tanpa notis awal. bermaksud, segala kerja kerja aku, segala gambar dan video y gaku dh save kt folder aku, is GONE. arghhhhH~ T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;majalah IMEJ , page for nostalgia kelas, sume dah takde. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys, for the delay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-3153170079559641232?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3153170079559641232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/newsupdated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/3153170079559641232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/3153170079559641232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/newsupdated.html' title='NEWS..updated.'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-5142826808691015270</id><published>2010-06-21T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T02:26:09.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TB8vt3cbLzI/AAAAAAAAANA/gB1UYmZoats/s1600/DSC03918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TB8vt3cbLzI/AAAAAAAAANA/gB1UYmZoats/s320/DSC03918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485155336184344370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of schooling, well utk 2nd semester AKA, last semester for my life as a student (happy?? .. hmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st thin org ckp bile jumpe.&lt;br /&gt;* ali, asl kau dah makin gelap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr. tu la ali. cuti 2 minggu pegi sane pegi sini, mandi sana mandi sini tak pike waktu. . padan muke kau -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtheck. life goes on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arini dpt ketas admath sivik bm psi AQS bi.adehh. ape lg?? -,- sivik aku dh konfem fail~ har har, no big deal. dh konfem tak dpt number 1 --'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,, drama kelas ontherun~&lt;br /&gt;just wants to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincierly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss school. ;)&lt;br /&gt;ceh, ayat gaya mcm dh abe sje skola. eventualy it will happen, and i dont want it to happen with me sobbing my past. let me be the change, the world wants to see.join with me plss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;im begging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;eheh, sha! haha. kntoi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-5142826808691015270?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5142826808691015270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/1st-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5142826808691015270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5142826808691015270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/1st-day.html' title='1st day'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TB8vt3cbLzI/AAAAAAAAANA/gB1UYmZoats/s72-c/DSC03918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4901212325550203614</id><published>2010-06-20T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T07:26:28.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah kalau goyah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TB4iUghlIAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1eq50TrfSZo/s1600/DSC03988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TB4iUghlIAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1eq50TrfSZo/s320/DSC03988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484859131907350530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nike cup 2010..&lt;br /&gt;mcm sengal la pulak, bru nk warm up warm up. main baru 8 game, 2 org dah nk balek sbb tak larat. bek tayah datang -,- tros lagi 3 org taleh main, disqualified. grrr. tak puas main :( match start dari pukol 9.00, wisel serentak ramai2 start, main king stay. main la seberape byk match yg bleh.adehh. tak smpai zohor dah benti. malu la weh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;team ktorg mostly pakai kasot sekolah je, wee=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time nk balek tuh, team ba'e ckp kt aku&lt;br /&gt;**BLAH KALAU GOYAH**&lt;br /&gt;(fyi, ni slogan nike cup 2010)&lt;br /&gt;pfft~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. atleast dpt gk cnderahati :)&lt;br /&gt;wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esk skolah .. wahh!!&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/2538645243299671601-4901212325550203614?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4901212325550203614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/blah-kalau-goyah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4901212325550203614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4901212325550203614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/blah-kalau-goyah.html' title='blah kalau goyah'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TB4iUghlIAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/1eq50TrfSZo/s72-c/DSC03988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-6634369130929952686</id><published>2010-06-20T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T06:39:31.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>married?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha. sape perasan. kt facebook baru baru ni, aku ade tukar status aku. then org sume tak caye. nape eh??&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/2538645243299671601-6634369130929952686?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6634369130929952686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/married.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6634369130929952686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6634369130929952686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/married.html' title='married?'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-116213723542325151</id><published>2010-06-19T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T09:38:04.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TBzyPb_jEOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4Il18mbVG_U/s1600/FanaYuna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TBzyPb_jEOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4Il18mbVG_U/s320/FanaYuna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484524793256677602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yuna oh yuna, ingat ingat, PMR dh dekat :)&lt;br /&gt;happy schooling.&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/2538645243299671601-116213723542325151?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/116213723542325151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/yuna-oh-yuna-ingat-ingat-pmr-dh-dekat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/116213723542325151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/116213723542325151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/yuna-oh-yuna-ingat-ingat-pmr-dh-dekat.html' title=''/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TBzyPb_jEOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4Il18mbVG_U/s72-c/FanaYuna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4758130760528589421</id><published>2010-06-16T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:20:53.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>benum hill resort</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs161.snc4/37386_136206916394212_100000147121690_390053_6713016_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs161.snc4/37386_136206916394212_100000147121690_390053_6713016_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diamonds arent forever by bring me the horizon. 1 am kamis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tick tock and time flies ~ gahh, got only 4 days of holidays left -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke, nk cite psl trip pg pahang yg telah menyebabkan aku miss byk mnde. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari pertama, isnin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bangun pagi then cpat2 siap2. pg uma donat like 830 kot. nk pegi uma kamilah. aku dh ckp nk pg mandi swimming pool kt umah die. tapi napi and donat datan gdress up mcm nk pegi dating ngn awek je. lol. aku je slekeh dgn slua trek nye. adehh. then about 11 kot. balek umah online facebook skjp. then amek amad hntar die kt BK@13. then pegi 19 amek afiq pulak. then lepak lepak smpai kol 1.30 kot. sbb kol 2 kne pgi skola nk pegi pahang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bajet nk tengok la tyra rock climbing ngn paein. tp dh lewat and laily pon dah bising2 suro siap2 packing barang. ok fine. aku pegi dengar ckp kau laily. huhu. balek tros mandi pack barang. amek je sume baju yg ade and suro amad hntar aku pegi skolah. smpai2 igt aku last. hakim jalil lg lambat dr aku. jgn nk marah sangat la kt aku sbb aku lmbat. haha. otw pergi ustazah ckp die nk benti kt air terjun kt pahang. ntha kt mane aku tak igt sgt. ade ke patut. die ckp jgn turun mandi just tgk tgk je. mmg tak la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs081.ash2/37386_136207196394184_100000147121690_390086_4476230_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs081.ash2/37386_136207196394184_100000147121690_390086_4476230_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs161.snc4/37386_136207593060811_100000147121690_390113_4945796_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs161.snc4/37386_136207593060811_100000147121690_390113_4945796_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs181.snc4/37386_136207749727462_100000147121690_390123_574173_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs181.snc4/37386_136207749727462_100000147121690_390123_574173_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku and the geng sume pgi kt atas atas yg banyak batu then ktorg konon celup2 kaki. well. paling tinggi pon smpai lutut. sbb, aku and arep dah try nk test kedalaman sungai tu. and between the rocks. akujumpe kayu like 2m panjang, and guess whut. arep try celup kayu tuh. and kayu tu pn tenggelam tak timbul. and this fact aku tak gitau yg len. tkt dorg trauma lak nk masok sungai pasni. huhu. pastu naik bas aku tidur. konon nk reserve tenaga for the nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai je kt kem. aku realised its a kem for PLKN. not bad, ade tasik. sume dh ckop. exept, tade sungai or air terjun. mandi pon dalam tandas :( bersyukur ali :) huhu. lepas solat , pg kantin dia. wtheck. wow. sumpah makanan dia cool gila. tak silap, mkn nasi campur and other buffet menu yg bese korg jumpe kt hotl. haa, cmtu la. tatau la kalo cmtu yg bese pelatih plkn makan. pas makan mandi solat. pegi dewan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs081.ash2/37386_136208149727422_100000147121690_390166_1893941_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs081.ash2/37386_136208149727422_100000147121690_390166_1893941_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs161.snc4/37386_136208303060740_100000147121690_390178_4819402_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs161.snc4/37386_136208303060740_100000147121690_390178_4819402_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade buat ice breaking yg cool :) main mnde yg agk nostalgic. tht is. turunkn paip bersama :D then, kite main roket. tp the worst part.is getting the task sepanjang berada kt tmpt tu. damn, adeh, ni mcm bukan yg aku nk. kne buat keje2 yg aku tak minat pulak. grr. such as, cari cari bunga and label. cari daun. then buat power point present kt sko.a adehh, aku (and others ) prefer kalo mnde kt kem, kite setel kt kem je. and jgn bawak klua smpai ke skolah . huhu. tht nite tido lewat sket sbb nk kne buat kumpulan nye moto slogan logo and bla3. takde makne nk tgk bola mlm tu sbb yg lwan aku tak minat plus, aku nk msg org je time tuh, nk cari line punye la ssh, .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day. selase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bangun pukol 5. tidur kt bilik die sumpah sejuk sbb katil bawah kipas. plus takde nyamuk. hee~ kejut adri and arep yg mcm ssh kot nk kejot bru pegi mandi skali( bukan la dlm satu tmpt tu) . siap2 pegi surau, solat. pas solat ade senam sket. then ade poco2. sumpah aku tak tere. haha. and tu 1st time kot :D. lepas poco2. pegi breakfast yg cool :) nasi lemak dengan lauk kau pilih la sndiri nk ape and banyak mane. aku amek just ayam and sotong, sbb nk tmbh ngn koko krunch with fresh milk :) nafsu tu kawal sket* haha.. and then,, flying fox bai! wooho :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs161.snc4/37386_136220389726198_100000147121690_390264_3158312_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs161.snc4/37386_136220389726198_100000147121690_390264_3158312_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abes je flying fox,, siap2 sume pakai kasut and pegi junggle trekking. jalan die punye gradient sumpah tinggi gila. seronok dorg tolong2 pompuan naik. ble laki je. msti die tak tolong. ngehh,. gatal gatal. haha. tenga jalan2 tibe dengar lagu justin bieber kt tgah hutan, baru aku perasan, ktorg senanye kt dlm ladang koko. wtf. aku igt kt dlm hutan betul -,- and adri, kau terminum air tuh, aku tanak cite psl air tu :) hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tht ade lari berhalangan, mule ngn lompat palang then cross the bridge. followed by panjat tembok. nyaris nyaris tak lepas sebab salah care naek . huhu then balancing atas tembok pulak.  and then di ikuti oleh monkey bar. aina :) aku ksyn tgk kau kt cni :'(  pastu tarzan pulak, ade gk org yg terjatuh dlm air (upps) bess. tp malangnye aku buat 2 kali je. then. kantoi aku dh buat byk kali die halau, huhu. lalu trowong then tolong arep panjat tembok 3 meter. then balek kem. makan time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makan kali ni, sedap gila.. :D tanak gitau amnde, nnt korg jeles. solat dh setel, aktiviti lps tuh, kayak rakit and berenang dlm tasik yg dalam die tak penah dapat diketahui. plus, river crossing. yaww fun fun &lt;3 tp, time ni jgk la. aku punye kasut tibe rosak, membuatkn aku terpakse dispose kasut predator adidas turf aku tu-,-. ini telah menyebabkan aku terpakse baut river crossing pakai kasut sebelah and stokin sblah. dun say a thing!!!thts it for the day. balek dorm mandi manda ngn arep and adri kt paip luar tuh, karaoke ramai2. then, dinner plg gmpak. BBQ DINNER. oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mlm tuh,, ade main game yg bes bes. mayb kalo aku rajen aku cite. tp tgah mlm ni, nk update smbil spain yg kalah . grr. paham kn kalian?? :) tp yg mm gaku nk cite. is the boring part, di mana, aku terpakse present group thinggy, yg mane aku tak nmpk pon objektif die suro kite sume buat. huhu.mlm tuh tido awal :) tp esk nye bgn lewat. grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selase, last day.&lt;br /&gt;bkn lewat pukol 6.30. tapi takesah sgt sbb takde exercise pagi, tido smpai pukol 815. sbb ikut tentatif 8.30 kne pg makan. ni tibe aku pg kt kantin kne marah sbb lambat, pdhal akusmpai kol 8.31. ngeh, mls ah ckp byk. :). then sesi bergambar. , dan pergi ke pusat semaian dan arboretum. bosan?? anda tentukan. haha. kne dengar ceramah. then pgi tenogk2 pokok. thts all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, makan tengahari and then tido like 2 hours. then bgn mandi . pack pack barang2. aku pegi 2 beg. balek jd satu je -,- then naek bas. chaw~ smpai skola like 6.30 kot. seb bek kakak laily ade hnta kn aku balek :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mlm tuh, pg tusyen aku agk kebohsanan, sbb. ntah la, bosan maybe. and aku tau yg kwn kwn sume pg sunway pagi tu -,- grrr.... and thigns got worst. bile spain kalah,. ngahhhH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4758130760528589421?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4758130760528589421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/benum-hill-resort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4758130760528589421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4758130760528589421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/benum-hill-resort.html' title='benum hill resort'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-5156790385106679172</id><published>2010-06-11T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T05:52:36.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>universiti putra malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TBIxfZKx7qI/AAAAAAAAAMo/w2MQ0i-muhs/s1600/DSC01658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TBIxfZKx7qI/AAAAAAAAAMo/w2MQ0i-muhs/s320/DSC01658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481498111865122466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;awesome???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less owesome than ukm. hahaha&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/2538645243299671601-5156790385106679172?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5156790385106679172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/universiti-putra-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5156790385106679172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5156790385106679172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/universiti-putra-malaysia.html' title='universiti putra malaysia'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TBIxfZKx7qI/AAAAAAAAAMo/w2MQ0i-muhs/s72-c/DSC01658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-2158656287709857619</id><published>2010-06-10T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:00:23.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it never will see that im right??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TBF8eablBpI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9gxdR8UOOPk/s1600/DSC03903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TBF8eablBpI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9gxdR8UOOPk/s320/DSC03903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481299083419518610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtheck,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u scold me as if i did a huge terrible mistake. and yes. i do have an explanation on all that your that ur blaming. but it never seemed like i can prove anything to you can I?? even facts are considered lies. as if ur god or sumthing. but i guess i have to go through this hellish pain inside. cz i dont wanna grow up and repeat the same thing as you. which is why im gonna keep on doing wut i do. for it differs me and you. And yeah. the others will just grow and see wut im doing is right. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-2158656287709857619?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2158656287709857619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-never-will-see-that-im-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2158656287709857619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2158656287709857619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-never-will-see-that-im-right.html' title='it never will see that im right??'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TBF8eablBpI/AAAAAAAAAMg/9gxdR8UOOPk/s72-c/DSC03903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4531519610173840221</id><published>2010-06-05T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T02:44:38.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wallaweh</title><content type='html'>cuti 2 minggu&lt;br /&gt;3 hari di upm, 4 hari kt skolah,&lt;br /&gt;thts 7 days already. damn,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lgi 7  hari??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fill up my day plss :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4531519610173840221?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4531519610173840221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/wallaweh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4531519610173840221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4531519610173840221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/06/wallaweh.html' title='wallaweh'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-8401607333294978047</id><published>2010-05-28T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T23:53:21.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wut a NIGHT,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TACU4RUwpFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/FmB1XCeRPyM/s1600/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TACU4RUwpFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/FmB1XCeRPyM/s320/DSC00055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476540841326584914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh, pukol 9.30 smpai kt bukit raja. igt nk tgk prince of persia time tuh. tp tgk2 dah penuh. we took the risk for the seating at 10.15. makan solat bla bla bla~ tau tau dah 10 20..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masok dh miss siket. grr. abes muvie kol 12.30 tros balek .. eh silap,, PEGI I-CITY.. tak pnah pegi . harap je dok dkt. tapi bak kate izan, tmpt tuh baze duet je. haha. had fun. tp, ade bad news..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku balek balek. apis dtg rumah, suro aku call sarjan halim. damn, ape doe salah aku. die suro aku pegi balai kt 7. takde hal. aku pegi je la.. then bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pndek kn cite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKU PEGI BUKIT RAJA TENGOK WAYANG THEN PEGI ICITY. sampai pukol 2. then??? asl tak puas ati sgt?? sape yg dok cite kt polis?? then die ckp nk bagi warning. ape salah aku??? -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. takleh cte byk2 psl polis ni =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TAC5m3xY3bI/AAAAAAAAALA/HT-COeu3ioQ/s1600/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TAC5m3xY3bI/AAAAAAAAALA/HT-COeu3ioQ/s320/DSC00057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476581224339791282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-8401607333294978047?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8401607333294978047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/wut-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8401607333294978047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8401607333294978047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/wut-night.html' title='wut a NIGHT,,,'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/TACU4RUwpFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/FmB1XCeRPyM/s72-c/DSC00055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4227636542897082736</id><published>2010-05-27T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T06:43:40.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wtheck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S_4aNbl4M_I/AAAAAAAAAKw/7Innw1wNurs/s1600/17052010016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S_4aNbl4M_I/AAAAAAAAAKw/7Innw1wNurs/s320/17052010016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475843014976353266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gambar hiasan semata** :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, bila di tanya ttg mnde ceni. seresly,, aku tareti :) sumpah aku ckp... so korg phm phm la yeh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, gmba ni credit to the new arif's fone, IDONOE (bkn aino) hehe.. saje je poyo, tgk kasut(malu malu -,-) and and, time ni,. aku tgkp gmba mengalahkn cgu -,-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4227636542897082736?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4227636542897082736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/wtheck.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4227636542897082736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4227636542897082736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/wtheck.html' title='wtheck?'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S_4aNbl4M_I/AAAAAAAAAKw/7Innw1wNurs/s72-c/17052010016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-6095000953214141</id><published>2010-05-26T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T00:03:30.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home alone :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S_4ZMcuWPsI/AAAAAAAAAKo/kiwAwEZfzhg/s1600/DSC02153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S_4ZMcuWPsI/AAAAAAAAAKo/kiwAwEZfzhg/s320/DSC02153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475841898588815042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rushing around the clock in the middle of the night, with no extra money in my wallet nor pocket. kinda lucky i guess that i managed to find RM3 in the car. the petrol thinggy is already blinking . i hope that the last few drop is still enuf to get me home.. barely, yeah...  i filled the tank with the rm3 i found. then i drove around KNOWING THAT I HAVE PHYSIC PAPER TOMORROW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu balek uma konon nye nk tido stengah jam then study physic smpai pagi. aku tertdo kt ruang bukan tamu. bangun je its 4 already, tka bac physic pape lg -,- konon nk pgi skolah awl. tgk2 cam bese gak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai skolah kol 7++ pagar tak bukak lagi. bla bla bla. tak bace byk, sket sket.. bile dah exam, aku seresly, MENGANTOKKKKK. all paper ade je tdo -,- cgu siap bg gule2 lagi. last last, aku mntak cgu nk kua :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terase minggu ni agk cepat berlalu. still. aku risau, aku buat exam , cane nk A kalo tak bace buku .. sivik aku dh konfem fail. grr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 papers to go -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya,, umi pegi sabah, ayah balek kg, ntah ade ape , huhu. aku kt rumah. teman weh!! hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-6095000953214141?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6095000953214141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/home-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6095000953214141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6095000953214141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/home-alone.html' title='home alone :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S_4ZMcuWPsI/AAAAAAAAAKo/kiwAwEZfzhg/s72-c/DSC02153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-7595216617238101370</id><published>2010-05-25T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T07:43:55.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>damn~</title><content type='html'>mmg tak reti handle website?? tayah buat la weh. bodoh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat malu negare je -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukannye aku mengharap sangat. just, it shows how low and pathetic you are. and by that, it also includes me and evry single each and evry one of us. including YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aishhh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-7595216617238101370?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7595216617238101370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/damn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7595216617238101370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7595216617238101370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/damn.html' title='damn~'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4707713680438215368</id><published>2010-05-23T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T11:14:47.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S_kL_GRKnOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/hcbK94KMwzI/s1600/DSC01447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S_kL_GRKnOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/hcbK94KMwzI/s320/DSC01447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474420000687824098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhh,. pnat kot.. ntah asl tergerak hati aku nk post kali ni, kalo on9 asek asek facebook je.  why not once in a while, update sama ini blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s0 wuts on my mind??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;1st of all,&lt;br /&gt;ive making new friends lately. dunno whyhmm, skrg ni aku pegi lebri ngn kawan2 ni la.. TM apis dany amad izan aliaa naja.. bla3.. huhu.. :). haha. but im grateful, and it was fun ( cheers )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd)umi pg sabah, and and, td pagi aku hantar die pg. on the way balek. ade kete kancil dpn kete aku ni. die accident ngn moto, damn fucking scary. 1st time kot aku tengok org kne langgar dpn mate. moto tuih, dinaiki oleh seorang budak lelaki, and ayh die maybe. and and. accident tu. menyebabkan moto tu hancur.. helmet aku tengok pon ntah ke mane... and worst. tht kid died on the spot. with blood flowing on the road. aku tengok orang yg maybe bapak die tu dok kept shaking on,,, but seresly no answer. aku tak brani nk benti. cz ramai gila yg benti. plus, nk pgi lebri..gile scary kot -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tht. umi mcm tak bagi dh aku nek moto -,-&lt;br /&gt;still, aku nek gak, umi bagi syarat. suro pegi renew lesen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy exam guys. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: jom pg UPM jun ni!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4707713680438215368?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4707713680438215368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4707713680438215368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4707713680438215368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally.html' title='finally,,'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S_kL_GRKnOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/hcbK94KMwzI/s72-c/DSC01447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-1184792131489039234</id><published>2010-05-07T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T16:53:49.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post of the week :)</title><content type='html'>tanak cite psl belajar :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seminggu bz ntah ape, baru hari jumaat leh buat ape nk. and i decided to stream few vids.. antarenye, i dota 3.. gila lawa vid die nye effects due to editing~!!! salute gile babeng ah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, SSAAS drum corps. tol ke? aku tgk vid dorg time s.o.x  nye pertandingan. lawak doe ijol.. hahaha... try ah carik kt fb sape yg rajin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last. smpai malam, aku tengok ngn umi tersayang, cite FOURTH KIND.. cite psl alien abduction based on real footage vids.. bukan cm yg selalu kite tgk kt tv tuh. tp die cite psl org yg pg jumpe therapist. then ape yg jd time sesi ngn therapist tu... sires gmpak doe. at the end, what you belive, is yours to deciede. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now.&lt;br /&gt;tanak pegi skola sbb alfalah, lgpn gpms cancel. soo, lebri anyone?? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S-SnuND3DmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zxmK9TEsAIU/s1600/DSC00197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S-SnuND3DmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zxmK9TEsAIU/s320/DSC00197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468680259756297826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;beloved classmate :) thx aina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: mgu dpn dh exam midyear :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-1184792131489039234?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1184792131489039234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/post-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1184792131489039234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1184792131489039234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/05/post-of-week.html' title='post of the week :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S-SnuND3DmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zxmK9TEsAIU/s72-c/DSC00197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-1881028984273856608</id><published>2010-04-30T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T18:35:34.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well, disebabkan aku ni tak rajen nk update blog evry time mcm merex. knkn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just nk ckp.&lt;br /&gt;dh 3 minggu saket gigi. D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it hurts evrytime nk mkn, nk ckp, seb bek nk minum tak saket. oh wait. it does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: tyra, get well soon, even kau tak tau ape senanye kau saekt,aside trt denggi.huhu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-1881028984273856608?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1881028984273856608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-well-disebabkan-aku-ni-tak-rajen-nk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1881028984273856608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1881028984273856608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-well-disebabkan-aku-ni-tak-rajen-nk.html' title=''/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-8787762857648312879</id><published>2010-04-25T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T08:11:30.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uitm jumaat lalu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S9RZ4Hf6SbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZjPn_DE7ylk/s1600/Picture+516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S9RZ4Hf6SbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZjPn_DE7ylk/s320/Picture+516.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464091068527692210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uitm??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bes sbb saya dapat tak pegi sekolah (bes ke tu?)&lt;br /&gt;bes sbb dapat makan free( tak klua blnje hari tu :)&lt;br /&gt;bes ape lagi??&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;hari tuh pegi uitm, ade hari alam sekitar corresponding with the hari alam sekitar sedunia. and and, kitorg kne bukak booth. takde la hebat or gah mane booth ktorang tuh, tapi ok la. org datang :) even kami tak sediakan byk giveaway prizes. plus take money pulak tu. thx kerane membeli pokok di booth kami :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and, arep, aina, farahani dapat kawan baru.&lt;br /&gt;hua hua hua..&lt;br /&gt;takde la baru mane. kawan lame. last jumpe kt skola rendah dlu. skrg die skola kt alam megah. kn alya??&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun . yet tiring. plus. practising english . woot woot. :D kne explain kat mat salleh, eheh silap, kt org cnia convert, pompuan , mule mule die tak bagi amek gamba die, tp arep snap gak, haaa. seres. aku respek gile kt die :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, nk tulis byk.cz alot happened. tp time aku tulis nk post mnde ni..&lt;br /&gt;aku dah kehabisan idea, baru pas edit gamba, grr.  penat penat. esok sekolah. huihhh. nnt  nnt aku rajen aku upload gamba byk2 :) dgn usaha aku nk upload lg satu gmba pon die lbab gile. grr. asal la ni.. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ni yang aku rajen ni. ntah bile aku rajen..&lt;br /&gt;korg doadoa kan la yeh -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali rajin, ali 10A+&lt;br /&gt;aminn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-8787762857648312879?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8787762857648312879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/uitm-jumaat-lalu.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8787762857648312879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8787762857648312879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/uitm-jumaat-lalu.html' title='Uitm jumaat lalu'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S9RZ4Hf6SbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZjPn_DE7ylk/s72-c/Picture+516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-6138578091146591366</id><published>2010-04-20T08:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T09:18:06.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baru balek tusyen, makan, nk belajar tp ngntok.. argh, need sumeone to slap me la, adoyai~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tibe, teringat kt sorang ni, haha, as usual, kalo aku dh tulis kt sini, nk kutok ape, sbb aku tau die takkan bukak blog aku. hahahah. so, bile aku teringat die, aku tringat mnde ni,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid ppl do stupid things,&lt;br /&gt;fucking ppl do fucking things,&lt;br /&gt;YOU?&lt;br /&gt;you do stupid and fucking things!. so..&lt;br /&gt;wut are you?&lt;br /&gt;both??&lt;br /&gt;NOOO.&lt;br /&gt;WORST!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhh. dont let ppl be underestimated la weh. haha. till then, blog tyra mnceritakan segala galanya. uppss~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi kt skola adesesi gamba gamba, so tade la belajar, damn, aku patutnye pg PJ ade briefing utk projek TrEES. tp tak pegi, sbb umi ckp amek gamba lg penting dr pg PJ tuh, gamba, taun ni last, pg PJ tak dapat ape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demikian lah keputusan aku, disokong dgn ade orang yg mengatakan yg ade raptai MAKA, aku tak pegi la jugak pj tu, and aku nk cube nasib nk pegi dewan MBSA, ade perasmian pertandingan kitar semula. best tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last last.&lt;br /&gt;tak pg PJ, tu dah pasti, then terlepas taklimat utk raptai MAKA, mnde tu igtkn satu hari, pdhl skjp gile je..huhu then pnhaniza tak bg pg MBSA. grr. last last, tangkap gamba je ah aku. huhu. sume hilang,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg dikejar tak dapat, yg di , ape ape? adehh, lupe..&lt;br /&gt;still, you get the point ryte? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;tu je,&lt;br /&gt;last,&lt;br /&gt;satu teka teki,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother has 2 children, but her son IS NOT MY BROTHER, WHO IS HE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;phm tak?&lt;br /&gt;huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday sitizawinnajah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S83TVFdthnI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/M99LwtsLKK8/s1600/IMG_5733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S83TVFdthnI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/M99LwtsLKK8/s320/IMG_5733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462254282267788914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-6138578091146591366?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6138578091146591366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/baru-balek-tusyen-makan-nk-belajar-tp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6138578091146591366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6138578091146591366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/baru-balek-tusyen-makan-nk-belajar-tp.html' title=''/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S83TVFdthnI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/M99LwtsLKK8/s72-c/IMG_5733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-7423196009689956908</id><published>2010-04-15T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:10:52.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>final answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S8gNYqJ3j2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/-aEq6eXqqkI/s1600/DSC02369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S8gNYqJ3j2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/-aEq6eXqqkI/s320/DSC02369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460629265470426978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question number 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there really a person termed GIFTED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, well. evrything you see, is a result of sumthing. not just it happened like it is some kinda magic. NO. no such thing as gifted. but there is the term as special. whereby you have the ability to do less and gain more. wish i was apart of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are heroes born or made?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for sure. nothing is born. ppl that are meant to be something since the day they were born?? thts  bullshit! just becaouse u were born blind doesnt mean you cant see, just because ure deaf, doesnt mean u cant hear. JUST BECAUSE YOU CANT SPEAK, DOESNT MEAN YOU CANT COMMUNICATE. God is very very, very generous to treat us with all of his blessing ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it better to be avarage at everything rather than being superb at one thing and sucks at other than that one thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets say, that i can play soccer, i can play well. but doesnt mean im a pro like torres rite? plus, i can run well, but not the best runner la. i can do well in curiculum, but never managed to get the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vice versa~&lt;br /&gt;this one person, who can score with flying colours in exam, still, doesnt play football,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or even this person tht plays football, maybe as good as torres:), that doesnt score in curiculum. you get the point rite???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna interupt ur point of veiw with mine. so, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you decide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-7423196009689956908?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7423196009689956908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/final-answer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7423196009689956908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/7423196009689956908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/final-answer.html' title='final answer'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S8gNYqJ3j2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/-aEq6eXqqkI/s72-c/DSC02369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-5475505699624868993</id><published>2010-04-09T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T07:57:53.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S789VicnBzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LmLvGpxi3L8/s1600/pic+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S789VicnBzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LmLvGpxi3L8/s320/pic+060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458148713629681458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to my life yg masih lagi tak balance dgn schools, hw, and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umi refuses to let me take part in furthur co-curiculum activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shocking..&lt;br /&gt;sry pn haniza. maybe you need to find another person perhaps outside the society.. or maybe just call my mom! i think thts the best. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S78_7W7pPXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/J71aX5FFK6g/s1600/pic+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S78_7W7pPXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/J71aX5FFK6g/s320/pic+160.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458151562396908914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;gonna miss this&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-5475505699624868993?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5475505699624868993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/due-to-my-life-yg-masih-lagi-tak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5475505699624868993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5475505699624868993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/due-to-my-life-yg-masih-lagi-tak.html' title=''/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S789VicnBzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LmLvGpxi3L8/s72-c/pic+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-1064824358754863816</id><published>2010-04-08T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T00:23:58.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ucapan terima kasih :)</title><content type='html'>pressing few keys of piano with lots and LOTS of daim -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khamis minggu lepas. awl bulan 4 arituh. donat msg ckp die nk celebrate sbb die dh abes keje. and tht morning die and nabil pegi tgk premiere clash of the titans. kate nye bes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, aku time tuh tga training utk rumah sukan. bosan so aku men badminton, just for fun. =) kol 5.30 kot. donat msg. ckp suro dtg secret. then aku pon pegi la. call kamilah die ngntok. lagi rela ngntok dr mkn secret. tak nomel ni. huhu. zawin tak reply, tyra call tak angkat.. adehh, seb bek ade merex :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smpai2 donat tak bli utk makan situ, tp bli bungkus( take away ) :) hehe. tp makan kt situ. lol.. then merex datang. bile bkk je kek tuh, ade tertulis sumthing ats tuh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S77SOREYSVI/AAAAAAAAAII/pN-9lnljVJk/s1600/Image0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S77SOREYSVI/AAAAAAAAAII/pN-9lnljVJk/s320/Image0484.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458030940961392978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. utk aku rupenye. thx alot donat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ate and ate. smapi magrib, then merex kne balikdonat nk bli cekak.. so ade lagi sparoh tak abes. make, bungkus and bawak balek:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S77Uqf_PANI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oXfI1hfe8J0/s1600/Image0480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S77Uqf_PANI/AAAAAAAAAIw/oXfI1hfe8J0/s320/Image0480.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458033625025937618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyra tgah call time ni, and dorg pakse tiup lilin sbb lilin dah nk abes cair. huhu, and die datang pastu. tp gamba die mane ntah -,- sry babe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S77SbmOrGOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0LqVpYY-aA8/s1600/Image0482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S77SbmOrGOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0LqVpYY-aA8/s320/Image0482.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458031169980012770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S77UMdyNJ7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/qRpe00eupJc/s1600/Image0483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S77UMdyNJ7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/qRpe00eupJc/s320/Image0483.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458033109038344114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and donut. thx bro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-1064824358754863816?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1064824358754863816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/ucapan-terima-kasih.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1064824358754863816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/1064824358754863816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/ucapan-terima-kasih.html' title='ucapan terima kasih :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S77SOREYSVI/AAAAAAAAAII/pN-9lnljVJk/s72-c/Image0484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-2626004366250818159</id><published>2010-04-06T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T04:24:42.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stop and stare. and think!</title><content type='html'>3 questions,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) is there really the term for persons who are listed as, GIFTED??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) are heroes born or made?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)is it better to be avarage at everything rather than being superb at one thing and sucks at other than that one thing?&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answers later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-2626004366250818159?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2626004366250818159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/stop-and-stare-and-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2626004366250818159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2626004366250818159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/stop-and-stare-and-think.html' title='stop and stare. and think!'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4358502661527355480</id><published>2010-04-05T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T02:53:48.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>super tired day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7mpWcOt9-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1W6EN9ucp-g/s1600/l_7fcdb0e08f5e4575bdc1b08c95284165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7mpWcOt9-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1W6EN9ucp-g/s320/l_7fcdb0e08f5e4575bdc1b08c95284165.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456578626536208354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mase hari sukan. aku bjet nk dtg awal kol 7. tp bgn 7.10. kalut aku dibuatnye. then. pgi umah arep. tgu lyana call suro aku amek die kt ktm. mcm haram je kau nk call aku. igt aku ape?lol. last2 aku gk msg kau. adehh. kau lmbt sape suro. dulik ah. aku pegi stadium dulu :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7mw5-e2bZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Yfw6TKVaJBE/s1600/l_5ece9f06574548758973cea44a533212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7mw5-e2bZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Yfw6TKVaJBE/s320/l_5ece9f06574548758973cea44a533212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456586933607493010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dtg2 tros perbarisan. kne dressup. btw, mlm sblm sukan tuh. ala,, mlm MU kalah ngn CHELSEA tu.. haha. aku nk dorg seri.. -,- lepak umah pn rohana siap2kn last minit punya kerja rumah ijau.huhu ,... wtf.. seres umah die bes gila!samsung LED 52inch++ tv besa gedabak+astro b.yond~ tgk bla mmg puas gila. Tv tesa gile bleh tgk dr mane2 tmpt dlm rumah tu. aku dh bajet tanak makan kt umah die die pakse. abes eating disorder aku T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7mxTheP7zI/AAAAAAAAAHw/QCwL6ARWG7I/s1600/l_989bee79428f4db49896dfaa9a6fa937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7mxTheP7zI/AAAAAAAAAHw/QCwL6ARWG7I/s320/l_989bee79428f4db49896dfaa9a6fa937.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456587372496940850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the topic.. ble dh dreesup. kne berarak. aku nmpak ain. pompuan melayu terakhir hahaha. abes je perbarisan. die tros panggil utk 400m L1. mau kalut aku  di buatnye. dahla tenga nk berak. aku pon pergi setelkn kt tandas. abes je. aku pegi blek kt kemah penyelia. ckp nk amek kasut(tga pkai crocs je) cgu ckp tayah. act aku nk cari spike yg ade saiz kaki aku. huh.. takde. paki la kasut futsal syidi. thx doe. haha. berat shal kasut tuh. huhh. make kau pun berlari ali. igt last. ade lg orang blkg kau. haha. aku tak puas ati kt org yg tak masok saringan. hahaha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abes je lari. yan suro aku pg amek budak kt 27. lol. igt aku drebar? dh la tak baya.huhh! aku pon pegi la seb bek budak yg aku amek tu die baya. thx :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smpai je skola. pttnye kne masok 4x100. tp tak jd. sbb lambt sampai blek kt stadium. T.T aku tanak cite ape jd pastu kt stadium. sbb maybe, sume dh tau en??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sume mnde dh abes. hanta yan and aney kt ktm. then arep kt 19 . after tht antar chap pg puncong. nk balek tu sesat! damnnn. kol 4.30 sampai sacc. dga cite sume dak2 sammy and the gang lepak. aku sampai je guys sume dah blah. and aku merasakan keadaan mcm tak menerima au. sume mcm pndg slek je kt aku. ths y i decided to go to secret and bigapple. then balek. sbb kne hantar adek pg asrama kt kuale selangor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smpai asrama pukol 6.15.....then balek umah sampai kol 8.wtheck~ on9 jap. tulis post blog satu. then tido. tak dpt tgk liverpool. kalau aku tgk msti dorg dh mng. huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today .. CUTI!! tapi penat cz takleh nk rest. and thing get even worst when i start thinking about study-,- and hw.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7mxt-VcaDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ArXrlAqaSNU/s1600/l_e0d88db603774418af15b3be8955bd59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7mxt-VcaDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/ArXrlAqaSNU/s320/l_e0d88db603774418af15b3be8955bd59.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456587826921236530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;merex tanak bg kat aku!!..hiasan semate :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7mywXbVC9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/jOiilT-4NLw/s1600/l_a3c62e4312c9406f80cbabb8d63c188c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7mywXbVC9I/AAAAAAAAAIA/jOiilT-4NLw/s320/l_a3c62e4312c9406f80cbabb8d63c188c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456588967528172498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;start lmbt mmg ah tak mng. huhu.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx arief :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4358502661527355480?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4358502661527355480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/super-tired-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4358502661527355480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4358502661527355480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/super-tired-day.html' title='super tired day~'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7mpWcOt9-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/1W6EN9ucp-g/s72-c/l_7fcdb0e08f5e4575bdc1b08c95284165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4243112604425584802</id><published>2010-04-04T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T06:27:06.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lesson of the day(II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7iTj3nB2QI/AAAAAAAAAHY/O613EnQ3Ojs/s1600/IMG_5721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7iTj3nB2QI/AAAAAAAAAHY/O613EnQ3Ojs/s320/IMG_5721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456273192991709442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sportsday. not much to share. just the lesson. a fact tht i found. tht i desire to share with those who are reading. ( usually its only me. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hidup jangan jadi anjing orang.. jgn jadi kuli orang. jangan biar kau diambil kesempatan. jangan biar orang buat kau nmpak bodoh. jangan biar orang perbodohkan kau..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thts all. &lt;br /&gt;no offense. im writing this to the person who im surely takkan bace blog ni. thts y im writing this. cz i know kau takkan bace. and jangan korg terase sbb kalo korg dh bace.. and im not pointing it to u. sereously :) thank you for evrything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S; thx donat. aku rase mcm nk post psl bfday aku n mia tuh. haaha. later dude. still. thx alot :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4243112604425584802?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4243112604425584802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/lesson-of-dayii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4243112604425584802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4243112604425584802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/04/lesson-of-dayii.html' title='lesson of the day(II)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S7iTj3nB2QI/AAAAAAAAAHY/O613EnQ3Ojs/s72-c/IMG_5721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-2600785569346756396</id><published>2010-03-29T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T04:13:23.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiring. to those whom shares this artistic interest :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GqOyXHIA6NM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/GqOyXHIA6NM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gila weh!.. aku nk main cmtu gk .. =) and the song is really nice . i love the song even without the piano. and its better with piano. and, played by a kid tht age. (looks nerdy kn?)haha. still. aku nk tere main cmtu gk weh. tangan fluent je main. tayah tgk note. even kalo die dh hapal pon. still gempak kot dpt men tangan lembut gile gtu. huhu. maybe korg ta bese dengar lagu ni, so,  here's a song tht maybe farmiliar to all of us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qfI8NjAm-Yc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/qfI8NjAm-Yc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even tak la nmpak pro sgt lagu ni. still. i love it. hahahaha. kau tak suke?? so wut? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-2600785569346756396?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2600785569346756396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/inspiring-to-those-whom-shares-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2600785569346756396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2600785569346756396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/inspiring-to-those-whom-shares-this.html' title='inspiring. to those whom shares this artistic interest :)'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4527862190877159305</id><published>2010-03-25T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T10:25:31.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lesson of the day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6xuRk2VriI/AAAAAAAAAG4/n5S_UW9SErE/s1600/l_97d4a3f9df45438da4f91a7a82481105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6xuRk2VriI/AAAAAAAAAG4/n5S_UW9SErE/s320/l_97d4a3f9df45438da4f91a7a82481105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452854497067249186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been awhile. baru ade mase nk bukak blog ni. kalo tak mcm haram la nk buang habuk2 yg dah berinci kt tmpt ni, huhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6zt6WflR0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fftyfI62wek/s1600/l_4931876f2714407094777e6b323257d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6zt6WflR0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fftyfI62wek/s320/l_4931876f2714407094777e6b323257d2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452994835565070146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ni jumaat. 26/3/10, bfday mia. hapy bfday girl~ tapi aku tanak cite psl bfday die. nk cte psl ROAD RUN! gahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke oke. cite die ceni, orait ah. awal pagi bgn lmbt sbb malam tuh bfday mia~ then pegi skola, die dh kumpul2 nk ready sblm start roadrun. ade exercise die sume, then tibe takde modal. cgu suro buat poco poco lak. malas aku nk buat mnde bodo tu. as a result. cgu tarek aku nek pntas. grr~ ingat aku cuak ah tu? hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still,&lt;br /&gt;bile turn f4 and f5 utk lari, aku pegi ah sorg2 kt tmpt starting tuh, kononnye nk ikat ngn syarol, bleh ah heret diri aku ni nk dpt top 20~ =) still, die pgi dpn dri aku. aku nk gk pegi dpn, tapi aku tgk2 kasut aku tak ikat ketat ketat lagi, time aku tengah ikat tuh la, cgu ramli nk start kn race tuh~ grr..... ikat tak betul, last2 lari je dgn ikatan yg nyawe2 ikan tuh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time aku lari(padahal bru taun lps start) tak benti. haha. ntah ape aku brangan time tuh. dok pike psl bio tak silap.. dangg -,- and tali kasut aku dh mule terbukak time sblm smpai polis kt 15 tuh. damn, mcm ade godaan nk suro aku benti. otw, aku nmpak arep, dh pncit. die injurd time rabu lps tak warm up sblm train pusing skola. so, die taleh lari tp nk pakse gk lari. aku nmpak ramai sgt org yg dh mule pancit2. ade yg lari berasap ^^, (phm x?) lagi satu aku tak puas ati. ape kene la ngn aku ni? smpai je kt checkpoint nk amek ketas tuh, dorg takde nk hulur kt aku. kne aku benti, jerit WOI!nk mnde tu* then grab dr tangan org tuh, takde nye nk hulur. org lain hulur. akibatnye aku terpakse benti nk amek, wtf~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smpai smpai, aku lari mcm khayal gitu. kne Q nk bagi nmber peserta, dpn aku , yg aku igt, ade syarol. and sape ntah, tgk syarol dapat top 20,. cgu tuleh tuleh name, smpai je kt aku, cgu dah tuka ketas. menandekn.. AKU DPT NOMBOR 21!!!!! bagi aku, tuh numbe plg malang. sbb???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, obviously, kalau aku laju sket, dapat numbe 20. takde nk pandang kiri kanan tego org, follow org,, gahh~ hmm mnde dh lepas. huhh.. lps aku tau number aku. aku terus letak sume ketas yg dpt kt checkpoint and tros blah~, smpai aku terletak skali kupon utk claim air free kt kantin. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lesson here is,&lt;br /&gt;i realised, that there is a HUGE different between number 1 and number 2. between a YES and a NO. between THIS and THAT. you get the point rite?. although tht the chance of making the ryte choice is 50-50. still, being at the wrong 50% really sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, no more long distance run kt 18 dh pas ni. funny. im already counting down the things tht ive done at 18 for the last time =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICASSA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6zn0odW-sI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bOWVDN7aDNE/s1600/l_4a1f3b6fb43440cd8b16894728d91b11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6zn0odW-sI/AAAAAAAAAHI/bOWVDN7aDNE/s320/l_4a1f3b6fb43440cd8b16894728d91b11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452988140238600898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;mencari kupon air &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6xqmT2gS9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BwIgb4ava4I/s1600/l_79062dea38be40b090a0f48773857e03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6xqmT2gS9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/BwIgb4ava4I/s320/l_79062dea38be40b090a0f48773857e03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452850455235283922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;muke bru lps tau dapat numbe brape. nk nanges kot~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6xrwyYuhvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/8n9sV4v5D4I/s1600/l_8172e1598bcc44c3bc75d4393192a6f5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6xrwyYuhvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/8n9sV4v5D4I/s320/l_8172e1598bcc44c3bc75d4393192a6f5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452851734742206194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt; time ni tyra nk snap pic aku. tp aku dh nk blah, die pgl2 name aku so this is wut i did =). tgk kasot :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6xsl3g-TTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/lsLZQYJEsYY/s1600/l_34e7613ad40e4e6e90f69b749ad95967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6xsl3g-TTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/lsLZQYJEsYY/s320/l_34e7613ad40e4e6e90f69b749ad95967.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452852646652038450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;ape ni ki. haha. kau dok jalan je wtpe&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6xu0xaSw_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/iQatc08BsO4/s1600/l_4559e683f2354cc088989c7ae1e22d90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6xu0xaSw_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/iQatc08BsO4/s320/l_4559e683f2354cc088989c7ae1e22d90.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452855101734700018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;before i was dragged up-,-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx tyra for the pics :) aku grab sume ni, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: happy birthday &lt;a href="http://afzaqis.blogspot.com"&gt;afza qistina&lt;/a&gt;. sweet 18.. its been two long years since the last time i met you. do miss u kot. haha :) ur a superb person.. by mean, SUPER DUPER PERSON =] and a great fren too.. respect* ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4527862190877159305?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4527862190877159305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/lesson-of-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4527862190877159305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4527862190877159305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/lesson-of-day.html' title='lesson of the day~'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6xuRk2VriI/AAAAAAAAAG4/n5S_UW9SErE/s72-c/l_97d4a3f9df45438da4f91a7a82481105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-2294845214158068572</id><published>2010-03-19T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T13:19:15.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6PbYm-8NaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fo1Uaag6o3k/s1600-h/DSC03464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6PbYm-8NaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fo1Uaag6o3k/s320/DSC03464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450441189876315554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOLONG AKU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till this point , i realised a lot have changed. to myself priorified.&lt;br /&gt;i need help, for that i am very very amat risau with my spm. with that, my studying is going from bad to worst. aku tringin sangat nk jadi mcm aina. HOMEWORK SUME SIAP, ADE MASE NK BELAJAR, ADE MASE NK TUSYEN, ADE MASE NK BUAT KEJE KOKU. aku ni???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnin, lepas sekolah, ade tusyen GPMS. sampai pukol 5, then balek,sbb balek ngn umi, so smpai rumah byase dlm pukol 7. siap2. kol 8 ade tusyen. sampai 10. bile sume &lt;br /&gt;kepenatan dah acccumilate. byase ssh utk aku blja.lagipon, blja tu tolak tepi dlu. HW PON TAK SIAP! tido tu terpakse. selase pon ceni. rabu ngn kamis pon same. just, rabu and kamis tade tusyen GPMS tp ade sukan and kelab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumaat ah free. tp pas solat jumaat, bese pegi lebri(kan bes kalo tk pegi lebri pon dh bleh buat keje). sabtu ahad pon same, tatau ah kalo ade mnde pape yg mengganggu ujung mgu aku. huuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo dulu,&lt;br /&gt; aku ade mase nk belajar(belajar and buat HW ta same ok)&lt;br /&gt; aku ade mase nk buat keje lua kurikulum,&lt;br /&gt; aku ade mase nk siapkan homework,&lt;br /&gt; ade mase utk on9(skrg ni takde ke?)&lt;br /&gt; aku boleh resist penat utk belajar. immune gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skrg??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help plss.. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6Pb0dL6WbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mHqW2eHCOUc/s1600-h/DSC03422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6Pb0dL6WbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mHqW2eHCOUc/s320/DSC03422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450441668282702258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-2294845214158068572?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2294845214158068572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/sos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2294845214158068572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2294845214158068572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/sos.html' title='SOS'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6PbYm-8NaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/fo1Uaag6o3k/s72-c/DSC03464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4818410388014908345</id><published>2010-03-18T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:27:48.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bfday??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6Lu66Dp8FI/AAAAAAAAAGI/V3lqU-Xl0Ao/s1600-h/DSC02032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6Lu66Dp8FI/AAAAAAAAAGI/V3lqU-Xl0Ao/s320/DSC02032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450181194856132690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even bfday aku dh lepas. ade gk yg still igt aku. even though bfday aku tak super mcm orang len (hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorang je yg bg aku hadiah.&lt;br /&gt;thx ***** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4818410388014908345?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4818410388014908345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/bfday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4818410388014908345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4818410388014908345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/bfday.html' title='bfday??'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S6Lu66Dp8FI/AAAAAAAAAGI/V3lqU-Xl0Ao/s72-c/DSC02032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-2463234753111127821</id><published>2010-03-16T17:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T17:39:56.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UKM..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs502.snc3/26399_370961444059_809649059_3508851_7112315_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 528px; height: 720px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs502.snc3/26399_370961444059_809649059_3508851_7112315_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking owesome!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cite nnt .&lt;br /&gt;kt umah arep ni, nk pegi sunway pasni, nk tgk alice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hw, belajar ntah ke mane -,-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-2463234753111127821?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2463234753111127821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/ukm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2463234753111127821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2463234753111127821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/ukm.html' title='UKM..'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-2832114172629138577</id><published>2010-03-09T08:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T08:20:54.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woah!!</title><content type='html'>alot happened today,&lt;br /&gt;im focusing on the main storyboard on why i suddenly felt this eargerness to write, to dance these fingers on this pathetic keyboard~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming home from kimia class. tired for sure, but home works are mountain high. therefore, lest get rockin~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it only seemed like it lasted with admath, got bunch more upstairs waiting to be done. tht time i remembered....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;702.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. hallmark, thts rite, guess what show it was?? BIGGEST LOSER ASIA woi... haha. a show tht my whole family watched together, cant remember the last time that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut it short, my man i wished he won didnt get it, and the winner, did u used drug?? :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, congrats. wish i could lose weight that much. huhu.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-2832114172629138577?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2832114172629138577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/woah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2832114172629138577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2832114172629138577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/woah.html' title='woah!!'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-6904661494651991073</id><published>2010-03-06T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T19:59:25.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ya Allah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S5Mjl8EHEMI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RABhOrKN4n0/s1600-h/DSC03838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S5Mjl8EHEMI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RABhOrKN4n0/s320/DSC03838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445735509106561218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/03/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that fine morning.&lt;br /&gt;the kind of day tht ppl will enjoy, &lt;br /&gt;tak panas. tak hujan, ade sedikit gerimis mule mule. a very nice day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pegi bace yassin,&lt;br /&gt;tyra ckp,&lt;br /&gt;sambil siram air,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* happy birthday ramzan *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-6904661494651991073?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6904661494651991073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/ya-allah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6904661494651991073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/6904661494651991073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/ya-allah.html' title='ya Allah'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S5Mjl8EHEMI/AAAAAAAAAFw/RABhOrKN4n0/s72-c/DSC03838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-5570463523996643701</id><published>2010-03-06T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T19:31:46.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALFATIHAH</title><content type='html'>muhammad ramzan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setau aku. aku sempat tegur die sekali je. thts all kot. and that is what it shall always be for ever and ever~&lt;br /&gt;*cukuplah maut sebagai peringatan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagi tadi nik bg msg, suro bace kn yassin. aku agk pelik sbb tak tau hal sebenar. dalam hati, dh dok pike 'asl la time die kt ccu dlu tak pena suro aku bace yassin, tbe dh kt icu baru suro. buang tebiat ape' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tau tau, the message is followed by another msg, like 10 minutes after tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* innalillah buat arwah ramzan abdul rahman. sedekahkan yassin utk die, die kawan yg baekk *-nik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for sure, aku jd blank, time tuh tga tgk heroes.. aku seresly nanges. (seb bek takde org nmpak) aku tak sempat nk kenal ngn die. ade gak tergerak hati aku nk visit die esok. bfday die. if before,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku selalu terbayang. yg maybe, the best way to die, is to die near your bfday, its set to my mind, tht the date ur born, is like a benchmark. of how long ull live. and when ull die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nmpaknye, ape yg aku byngkan tak terjadi kt aku,,, YET. still, the possibility is there . pendek cite, same same kite sedekahkan alfatihah kepada arwah. YA ALLAH,,, why,, evry year msti ade org yg connected ngn aku meniggal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he passed away during the doctors attemp to remove his breathing support machine. trying to avoid the lung from swelling maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku btolak dr rumah kol 5.45. praying id make it on time kt masjid nk tgk die. at least. tp lambat, kne tgu dany~ then sampai2 fetch tyra and the gang. sampai ke tmpat kubur. arwah dh dikebumikan dah, and rain started to fall, as if the sky was mourning for him as well, my white track bottom is totally soaked~ then pegi tahlil kt sekolah, jumpe wani, checking how she is doing, hope tht u are ok gurl.. then pegi uma dany mandi before pegi 23, utk tahlil kt rumah encik abd rahman. smpai2 je org dah balek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASL SUME TAK SEMPAT NIII?????!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*esk sempat, insyaAllah. amin~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALFATIHAH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this just shows, proves, provokes, that life could always prove your wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S5J1obeRp_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/yS83mktURV4/s1600-h/DSC03673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S5J1obeRp_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/yS83mktURV4/s320/DSC03673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445544236874311666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;(gambar hiasan semata)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asnawi ade ckp, time tuh aku tengah driving.. &lt;br /&gt;' mase koma tuh maybe dah kafarah dah sume dosa die '&lt;br /&gt;paham??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-5570463523996643701?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5570463523996643701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/alfatihah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5570463523996643701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/5570463523996643701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/alfatihah.html' title='ALFATIHAH'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S5J1obeRp_I/AAAAAAAAAFo/yS83mktURV4/s72-c/DSC03673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-107688096322462389</id><published>2010-03-03T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T01:57:04.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baru balek skolah, bukak peti ais ade byk sgt yougurt. tatau asl.. ape lg?? phm2 la~ haha~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, td 1st time (mgu ni) balek naek bas sndiri. bese nek bas (skrg ni ntah asl kalo aku pgi bustop je msti ade intan.. ) smpai pkns je. tp tadi umi tak angkat call. so i went home nek bas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S44trx3XxjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5bIW94wl69o/s1600-h/l_875ea0bcf3b7502d209fbfc01419b4d8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S44trx3XxjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5bIW94wl69o/s320/l_875ea0bcf3b7502d209fbfc01419b4d8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444339229680715314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampai rumah je, nk masok pagar. nmpak OMAR kt lua rumah die. which is umah seblah aku. aku borak borak ngn die jap.. lame tak jumpe. aku pon asek balek lmbt je. SEBAB???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; terutamanya, kepada korg korg pengawas pompuan kelas 5 HAMZAH =),, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawan aku sorang ni, die tengah saket. dah bape bulan tak pg sekolah. tak silap aku dari akhir taun lpas, till now. the last time die pegi skolah, is 1st day skolah this year. itu pon die tak tahan . balek awal tak silap. huhu. and mase family aku pegi lawat die kt SMC aku takde kt umah. so aku tak dpt nk tau sgt die saket ape. but what i know, is that die ade masalah pernafasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dokter ckp die tinggi sangat, smpai lung die takleh nk support requirement of oxygen in his body. so, ape dokter tu buat, die puncture hole kt dada die, kire nafas ikot hidung and mulut plus direct breathing from tht hole la. huhu. ingat satu je lubang cukup, tp die ckp dh 11 skrg ni. still, tak perfect lg pernafasan die. till now, since dari taun lps, asek buat appointment ngn dokter kt SMC tuh, asek klua masok hospital(paling lame 4 minggu doe!), bape byk doe duet abes.. -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tanye die. belajar cane.. die ckp, nk buat cane, dh ceni aku.. &lt;br /&gt;*kau nk aku ajar ke?*&lt;br /&gt;*sory la, aku takleh nk buat keje berat*&lt;br /&gt;*beh takkan kau nk repeat f5 mcm aku kot?*&lt;br /&gt;* ish takde la, nnt nnt ok la ni*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku nmpak muke die dh tak tahan dh. so aku salam die and suro ah die rehat cukop2. bleh skolah, ntn leh ah gi tusyen same2.haha.. i shook his hand, and felt that firm handshake , never before that hard hand felt so firm. ni msti mmg tengah lemah gile. huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, aku masok umah,&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;doa doa kan la yeh kawan aku ni. especially kalau2 tibe2 ade budak 7 yg bace ni. makesure die pgi skolah balek. taun ni spm, and he still tak start belajar lagi. kalo amek aliran bese2 takpe la, ni aliran berat. huhu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOA TAU!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eheh, yougurt dah abes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-107688096322462389?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/107688096322462389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/baru-balek-skolah-bukak-peti-ais-ade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/107688096322462389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/107688096322462389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/baru-balek-skolah-bukak-peti-ais-ade.html' title=''/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S44trx3XxjI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5bIW94wl69o/s72-c/l_875ea0bcf3b7502d209fbfc01419b4d8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-4642528096917680728</id><published>2010-03-02T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T07:23:25.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S40ruEGQmKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BoXLEfuvlsA/s1600-h/pic+260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S40ruEGQmKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BoXLEfuvlsA/s320/pic+260.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444055594934769826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di saat jari mula memetik satu satu huruf di papan kekunci, fikiran mula berlegar memikirkan, mengagumi mereka (mungkin juga anda!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*entah cemane korg leh ade komitmen kt blogging ni* haha.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well, byase orang time nk exam stop posting. ill break tht tradition pls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo ikotkan, byk gile mnde aku nk post. since tenet ni dh ok, nafsu aku tok share kt blog ni dh merosot**, astaga~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;td exam ARAB MATH ADMATH BI.....&lt;br /&gt;ARAB,&lt;br /&gt;aku tak bace sgt. tp aku dh kire2 aku dpt jawab &gt;50%, at least lulus,,, amin~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATH,&lt;br /&gt;aku baru sedar time tuh aku takde pemadam. pnjam orang belakang. pemadam die low quality, nk buat graf pon ssh.huhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADMATH,&lt;br /&gt;aku try gile2 nk dpt 100%, tatau ah dpt ke tak, byase nye takkan dapat. aku jwb setengah jam, that gives too much room for mistakes. i fear tht careless is on my side -,-&lt;br /&gt;BI, &lt;br /&gt;sumpah aku tak tahan time buat bi. my flu was at its peak. and performance is inversly propotional to desease. huuhh. and and, asl la ssh sgt nk eje JOHN STEINBECK?? damn~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huuhh,&lt;br /&gt;esk pekse mcm cibai.&lt;br /&gt;sume byk2 on one day. n i noe whos responsible for making all this. grrr.. asl la kau msti buat sume mnde ni weh?? kang overall result drop.. kau tau la sbb pe yeh =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S40srrMtL1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/iCWuQTx-sRY/s1600-h/DSC03704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S40srrMtL1I/AAAAAAAAAFY/iCWuQTx-sRY/s320/DSC03704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444056653402812242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-4642528096917680728?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4642528096917680728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/di-saat-jari-mula-memetik-satu-satu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4642528096917680728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/4642528096917680728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/di-saat-jari-mula-memetik-satu-satu.html' title=''/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S40ruEGQmKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BoXLEfuvlsA/s72-c/pic+260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-8542211403461320622</id><published>2010-02-28T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T02:04:48.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>macam bodoh, memang pon,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S4o_RekIETI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hbrtNwqMW9s/s1600-h/DSC03422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S4o_RekIETI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hbrtNwqMW9s/s320/DSC03422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443232669125579058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me for granted.  then ckp aku plak.&lt;br /&gt;pegi mati ah korg,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-8542211403461320622?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8542211403461320622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/macam-bodoh-memang-pon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8542211403461320622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/8542211403461320622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/macam-bodoh-memang-pon.html' title='macam bodoh, memang pon,'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S4o_RekIETI/AAAAAAAAAFI/hbrtNwqMW9s/s72-c/DSC03422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-2317243048559032683</id><published>2010-02-24T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T11:37:15.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday</title><content type='html'>ali, &lt;br /&gt;happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;skrg ni kau dah 18 tahun, &lt;br /&gt;even though bfday kau takde la mcm org len &lt;br /&gt;still, its the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou for the wishes.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2538645243299671601-2317243048559032683?l=thiscronicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2317243048559032683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2317243048559032683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2538645243299671601/posts/default/2317243048559032683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thiscronicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday'/><author><name>ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221249126377731639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vIsmQ-Shjg/TayBC0CGHOI/AAAAAAAAARw/C_FKT1Y3LNA/s220/19953_1249239223663_1009942503_30563640_5294178_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2538645243299671601.post-1667410829252618202</id><published>2010-01-24T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T08:33:23.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S1xy2BV6nHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BYWdL9ql0tQ/s1600-h/DSC00126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S1xy2BV6nHI/AAAAAAAAAE4/BYWdL9ql0tQ/s320/DSC00126.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430341523100834930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;a normel day,&lt;br /&gt;aku bangun lewat sbb malam tuh gayut ngn orang sampai kol 4 pagi -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kate kt siti suro meet kt lebri pukol 11.30 SHARP!! *sharp die la. hahaha. then aku sampai kol 12, terlepas satu bas. aku korbankan sarapan aku bajet nk dtg awal tapi tak dpt pon, and tht morning umi buat spegeti for breakfast. damn tak smpat. amek bau saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smpai lebri, dok ngn syahrol and mizah. owh, mizah dah jd budak 7 dah sekarang. haha. buat sejarah sampai abes essay, siti datang amat lewat. dlm zohor gitu, oh ya, forgot to mention, ade fatin nadia, and and, kawan die, farahin.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suro aku aja fizik. ade muke pn siti sabariah ke aku? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pendek cte. ade ke die suro aku aja mnde yg aku tak blaja lg. die budak pndai. mengalahkan standard budak 18.even prangai die agk gile2 sket mcm aku. tp still 1st class uhh. haha, jgn kembang doe. hehe. aku nk dok sblh die pn dh segan( thts y aku dok depan die) huaha.  haha. im impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus. hari agk malang bg aku. orang tipu aku ramai arini. damn.. blnje org lagi, tu aku takesah.. hehe. and and.. ade la kisah aku langgar lari. ah diam kau siti. kalo ko bace ni mesti ko gelak. shut tht mouth of urs! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx alot sbb make me feel the feeling to compete datang balek dalam diri aku ni. =)) no offense. jgn ade yg trase lak. aku just ckp utk motivate diri aku sahaja. nothing more =D.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh ade semangat baru nk belajar. nk dapat 11A+!!(aminnnn) AMINKN RAMAI2~ hehe..&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw,&lt;br /&gt;korg kenal tak siti?? hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dwAjaPUvTMQ/S1x0j9msU3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/QKF52GaB6o0/s1600-h/DSC03874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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