<?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-4048849209386247515</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:31:47.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hassan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-5839584122451169179</id><published>2009-04-08T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:13:57.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new post after erm.. years? hahax</title><content type='html'>Yaw yaw yaw. Whats up ma friends? Been ages since the last time i used this account or blogged. I've got another blog but i aint actieve there. So.. here i am re-activiting this blog back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things been happening around me. I miss my dear friend Ili Munirah. Hope she's back from her camp. She's always there for me. Always there to make me smile when i'm down. Always there to lend me her listerning ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired of all this. I miss Kristen badly.. She was here for 2 weeks. But i've only gotten 2 days to spend with her. I miss u Kristen!! Thanks for being there for me. And thanks for helping me with the plannings though well.. it never happen. I'm really sorry to wasted ur efforts and time to gather ur resources. Sorry for wasting your time on tat day when u were suppose to follow Aunt Ann and her peeps out. Sorry for not being able to follow you to Bugis. And sorry for not taking any pics with u.. again and again. Cause u know that I dun tell people about me and you. We've talked about this before and i'm glad that you understand. I promise I'll make it up to u when u come back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just keep quiet and ignore whatever happens now. I guess i'm just not worth your time anymore. Yes i know me and you are just friends. But since that incident.. I'll just keep quiet. I'll just follow what my friends told me to do. Just go with the flow and don't rush into things. Yes, i aint rushing into things... but.. well.. forget it lar. Im just tired of all this. I'm just gonna go along and pretend nothing happened. I wont say anything anymore.. wont ask u questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that things will get better soon. I really do like her.. and now is starting to fall for her.. but.. i've decided to stop there for the time being..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh.. thanks bros for being there for me and keeping me occupied. Thanks Ili Munirah and Maryam Sakeenah bte Mahmod Shah for being there for me as well. Hahax. I used to say to Eena I'm always there for her. Now, she stole my line! hahax. (= Last but not least.. thank you my dear friend, my lovable ex, Kristen De La Cruz. I'll never get another girl like you.. well.. i've found her lar.. but.. hahax. NVM! Krist.. if you r reading this, well u always read and complain that i never update anytin. Hahax! As i was saying.. Krist.. Thank you! I've known u almost 6 years now.. and.. well i shall not say u r like a sister to me. Hahax. Ok.. i duno what to say. I mean. I dun want to say it here. Hahax. SO.. u know what i mean! hhax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----;{@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of YOU! HAHAX! Dun say i nvr dedicate anything to u. And i still can't believe that u kept that SIMBA!! CONFIRM IT STINK! HAHX! Im jz joking. See u around ducky! :P dun be pissed off! hahax Btw.. i still dun understand wats antrapoly thingi whatever shit you are majoring in. HAHAX! Remembered i asked u that and u told me its a study of ant? I was like.. WTF ARE U WASTING UR TIME ON ANTS?? hahax. But it turns out to be sumting else. I HATE U FOR TAT! XD Btw.. say hi to pumpkin for me. :P ok ok... fine.. Angie alrite? hahax. U'll be seeing her rite in ur nxt show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SdzmvThTWjI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/CGp7xzFH_jk/s1600-h/l_e8b16e6faee0a0eea4fe2e9b1382303c.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/_9leO7nHKd7A/SdzmvThTWjI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/CGp7xzFH_jk/s320/l_e8b16e6faee0a0eea4fe2e9b1382303c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322382560013277746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SdzmvK1KE0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Kp4xyG_KZUk/s1600-h/l_3273dff1d9e09073cdb96d1dfc0c0dfa.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/_9leO7nHKd7A/SdzmvK1KE0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Kp4xyG_KZUk/s320/l_3273dff1d9e09073cdb96d1dfc0c0dfa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322382557680636738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SdzmugKtnpI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BcseOtUr8Ck/s1600-h/My+BOO!.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/_9leO7nHKd7A/SdzmugKtnpI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BcseOtUr8Ck/s320/My+BOO!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322382546228321938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/Sdzmt5Rvg5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/xyOAZlyx49U/s1600-h/l_b43eff966c2d020f293ab2c21889b552.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/_9leO7nHKd7A/Sdzmt5Rvg5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/xyOAZlyx49U/s320/l_b43eff966c2d020f293ab2c21889b552.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322382535788823442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SdzoXpnAZoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Uoqs0HhCdDQ/s1600-h/l_b0dbbc166be8ac745b9cf97d721e0459.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/_9leO7nHKd7A/SdzoXpnAZoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Uoqs0HhCdDQ/s320/l_b0dbbc166be8ac745b9cf97d721e0459.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322384352649176706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SdzoXAsNuEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9ABhSn9YVCQ/s1600-h/.....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/_9leO7nHKd7A/SdzoXAsNuEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9ABhSn9YVCQ/s320/.....jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322384341665167426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4048849209386247515-5839584122451169179?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/5839584122451169179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=5839584122451169179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/5839584122451169179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/5839584122451169179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-post-after-erm-years-hahax.html' title='A new post after erm.. years? hahax'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SdzmvThTWjI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/CGp7xzFH_jk/s72-c/l_e8b16e6faee0a0eea4fe2e9b1382303c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-9205429121765381787</id><published>2008-11-15T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T08:18:02.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this how love feels?</title><content type='html'>Woke up to the sound of my cell rang. Hilmi called to ask if i wanna go gym. Bathed and ate breakfast. Ate alot because i didnt eat the whole day yesterday. Went to Hilmi house for awhile before heading to eunos cc to workout there. Didnt have the mood nor energy to work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Velu, the indian restaurant at the cc, to eat and rest. Hilmi really cheered me up. We sang loudly to the songs played on the tv screens at the restaurant. I sang Isabella loudly. Then everyone kept looking at us while we covered our faces with our towels and laughed. People were laughing and smiling as we filled the silence atmosphere with fun, joy and laughter. Thanks Hilmi! WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head back to Hilmi house to chill. Played soccer with some NS guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After soccer, Hilmi forgot to bring his key along and everyone at home is going out. So i told mama and brought Hilmi and Halim home to eat and chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am now, moody, but well, the one word she said to me right about now have made me happi. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The curve of your hips&lt;br /&gt;Is stuck in my mind&lt;br /&gt;The taste of your lips&lt;br /&gt;So sweet that I find&lt;br /&gt;Myself lost in the thought&lt;br /&gt;Of our next embrace&lt;br /&gt;I see now I'm caught&lt;br /&gt;Without even a chase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first step to wisdom&lt;br /&gt;is to know you know nothing&lt;br /&gt;the way to appreciate&lt;br /&gt;is to start with nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well all I know now&lt;br /&gt;is that I don't have you&lt;br /&gt;and all I posses&lt;br /&gt;is my craving for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I've needed you&lt;br /&gt;since the beginning of time&lt;br /&gt;on my way to wisdom I ask,&lt;br /&gt;will you ever be mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the days are long&lt;br /&gt;but the weeks fly by&lt;br /&gt;the clock ticks&lt;br /&gt;the second hand waves goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Days and night i pray with all my might&lt;br /&gt;i hope someday soon&lt;br /&gt;you will be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NOE!! CRAP!! HAHAX! Miss having normal lessons in sec sch days.. especially English lesson. Miss that Mat-calling teacher Mr Azrin. He would call everyone Mat and talk crap and nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING IRRITATED!! 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But still boncet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. i have alot to say!! hahax! SOOO LONG NVR UPDATE! kk2.. lets start with wats been going on with my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking life slowly and following the ways of rastafarian but without the weed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grounded with pocket money cut to $5 per day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intensive gym right now. Nothing can relax me when i'm stressed up except for pumping irons or relaxing to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sux!!! Been "cabuting" classes. No mood, no inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the most important and best thing that have happened to me.. Siti Aishah Bte Azman = Love! This is the 1st time that a love i have for someone is much much much greater than the love i have had for u noe i noe. For those who know me.. i know you all wont believe me. Yeh.. 2 years of waiting for u noe i noe.. 2 years of love for u noe i noe.. Imagine the greatness of love i have for Aishah.. much greater than the love i have had ones for u noe i noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However!!! Everything wonderful comes with a price, and these came with a huge responsibility, problem and heartbreaking. And i swear!! ITS WORTH IT!! For those who knows me well... Loved ones comes before me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned to go school right after sending Aishah to school. However, decided to spend the whole day at NYP with her. She pon her 1st lesson just to accompany me. HOW SWEET! During her break, she went off to eat with her frens while i met Razi, one of my kampung bros, and spent time with him. Then i decided to wait for both of them to finish their next class so that i can go home together with both of them. Spent 3 hours alone at the library with no internet access to the school!! Played game and mixed music in the library using Razi earpiece as my headphone is spoiled! Then after that i tried to pursuit her to follow me and chill with my kampung bros. But she don't want as she's too tired and wanna sleep and also study at night. In the end, she went to Tampines with her fren to buy some books cus her mama asked her too. Sori dear if u thought i didnt believe u!! But i do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sending her.. played abit of soccer with bros. Then lepak awhile and i did some self soccer training. After that, went to Hilmi's home to chill for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine.. $5 to spend for the whole day.. and i used it up to topup my ezlink to take mrt with her. Starved the whole day with no food nor drink.. Sori for lying that i've eaten alreadi... but hell yeah its worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS SHE DAOING ME??? Nvr reply my msg or msn!! Plz tell me there's a good reason for this.. Till now i haven eaten anything.. no mood....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw going gym with Hilmi. Relief my stress and anger out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is great. Though he busted you several times.. yet u still luv him.. As long as u r happi, im happi. But if he ever busted you again the next time, I'll get myself involved. U FUCKING WOMANIZER!! FUCK U MATREP! Wanna find fault with her in front of all of us at Mac jz because we smile at her? We know her and she knows us! So is it rong to give and receive a frenly smile? I saw u stared at me as if wanna find fault with me when i was looking to confirm that that's her. U r lucky she still luv u! Have to beg on ur knees huh to ask for another chance from her cus u busted her again huh? Busted her cus of 3 other girls?? WTF! I've nvr beaten anyone up in my life cus im a peace and loving person (mcm paham! bt its true!). U wan the honour to be the 1st person? But whatever it is, i wont beat u up. Cus i promise her tat. And also cus i dun wan to be blamed by her family. And its aint worth a shit to beat a loser up. I'll be a loser if i beat a loser up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh.. i've mentioned tis alot of times alreadi.. As long as my loved ones are happi, i'll be happi for them. Its worth it to see the smile on their faces. And seeing you smile makes me happi my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, is like peeing in your pants. You don't know that its there till u feel &lt;br /&gt;the warmness of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han.....&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/4048849209386247515-7717171332824463333?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/7717171332824463333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=7717171332824463333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/7717171332824463333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/7717171332824463333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2008/11/chant-rasta-man-chant.html' title='Chant Rasta Man Chant!'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SR2a114wq8I/AAAAAAAAAHo/frFOrFgQl10/s72-c/hwehw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-7155118795912410405</id><published>2008-10-19T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T08:11:18.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRENS TAT U DUN WAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPtNYIUR9uI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1jfD17kvy_4/s1600-h/DSCN5015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPtNYIUR9uI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1jfD17kvy_4/s320/DSCN5015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258882066829932258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPtNYX_9jDI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gSc08ECgfW0/s1600-h/DSCN2937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPtNYX_9jDI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gSc08ECgfW0/s320/DSCN2937.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258882071039675442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPtNZBCUb4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/BNERM6fyCDM/s1600-h/DSCN2944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPtNZBCUb4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/BNERM6fyCDM/s320/DSCN2944.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258882082055417730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an example of frens u dun wan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Frens who know u for like 4 years alreadi bt forget abt u&lt;br /&gt;2) Frens who think more of their girlfrens or imaginary gfs and forget abt u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. i am talking about my secondary school's friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time they called me a cap nonok because i just love someone. But now, they are far worst than me. Eg. Lets call tis person H. H is desperate for this girl whom is not even his gf. He's so desperate that he forgot about life and only go out with that girl. He even uses paint and wrote on his bedroom walls the girl's name. SAKIT PUNYER BUDAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another eg. lets call this guy K. He waited for a girl and the girl have been waiting for him for a very long time. Then, after sec sch days, K busted this girl and went into another relationship with another girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people.. think twice before trusting anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4048849209386247515-7155118795912410405?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/7155118795912410405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=7155118795912410405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/7155118795912410405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/7155118795912410405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2008/10/frens-tat-u-dun-wan.html' title='FRENS TAT U DUN WAN!'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPtNYIUR9uI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1jfD17kvy_4/s72-c/DSCN5015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-3372229331565845436</id><published>2008-10-19T04:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T05:20:25.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPskGyJMIlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WVSbvNzULko/s1600-h/215846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258836688843317842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPskGyJMIlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WVSbvNzULko/s320/215846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPskHPEzHOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-IL9UBO3Kos/s1600-h/224109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258836696609529058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPskHPEzHOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-IL9UBO3Kos/s320/224109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsg5xSZyqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/sAafvEBxxxE/s1600-h/230715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258833166740343458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsg5xSZyqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/sAafvEBxxxE/s320/230715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsg5-oZUpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eIhL4JfOOmg/s1600-h/155556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258833170322248338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsg5-oZUpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eIhL4JfOOmg/s320/155556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsg6MISfnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/O41NjQZrxJw/s1600-h/230630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258833173945679474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsg6MISfnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/O41NjQZrxJw/s320/230630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsg6e27ScI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/01eSsWXBl_Y/s1600-h/224023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258833178973129154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsg6e27ScI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/01eSsWXBl_Y/s320/224023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsg7A2PIGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/w9NR6wFxmI8/s1600-h/230103.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i start.. HAPPI B.DAE FAREESH BASHIR!!!! Sori cnnt follow to sentosa today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOHOO!! Lets see.. for mths i've left tis blog rotting at the corner.. Nw im planning to revive it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that have been going on lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fined by HSA for underage smoking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Relaxing myself... not going to neutral genres of music.. not much metal nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Learning tecktonik and hiphop dance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Gym (and seriously.. i've improved alot.. i'll upload some of my pics ltr)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My grades in sch sux alot.. i really wan to buck up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Quiting smoking.. i really wan to.. been watching youtube on anti smoking and quit smoking stuffs.. GOD HELP ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People.. dun ever try smoking for those who do not smoke. For those who are smoking.. plz lets try stopping together.. I've watched hw people lost their life.. hopefully tis video may move u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_8BerrJg0M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_8BerrJg0M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone plz pray and help me on this journey of quiting smoke.. Peace upon u all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a really a boring day. Woke up at 4pm.. went to aunt place get something.. then went downstairs lepak and play carrom with kampung bros..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ND A LIFE!!&lt;br /&gt;&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/4048849209386247515-3372229331565845436?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/3372229331565845436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=3372229331565845436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/3372229331565845436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/3372229331565845436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back.html' title='IM BACK!!'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPskGyJMIlI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WVSbvNzULko/s72-c/215846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-3325832883599233766</id><published>2008-09-04T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:52:25.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>snivel2</title><content type='html'>Been months since i last update tis piece of fucking crappy blog. Well.. i jz have to put tis down in here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years of sacrifises.. 2 years of caring for her.. I wont waste my time writing down wat sacrifises. Its jz heartbreaking to even mention them. I jz dun wan to think abt it. All those sleepless night... Haiz.. Bt i myself have made it clear between us. As long as u r happi.. i'll be happi for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh i told u abt kristen.. bt who's been there for me all tis 2 years? FUCK KRISTEN! Im a nobody bt she's a sumbody over at states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jz have had enough... But all i wan to noe is.. y? y? U chose us to be jz frens.. and i swear to u tat i'll move on.. bt.. y do u have to block me?? I didnt do anytin wrong towards u.. nvr even ones! If u can think of any time i did sumtin wrong towards u, I'll serve at the mosque for one whole month. Tats all i wanna know..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4048849209386247515-3325832883599233766?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/3325832883599233766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=3325832883599233766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/3325832883599233766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/3325832883599233766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2008/09/snivel2.html' title='snivel2'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-3556559539880277534</id><published>2008-07-06T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:32:15.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEOW WOOF!! FLAP FLAP FLAP!!</title><content type='html'>Monday.. bored!!! ITS YOUTH DAY!! But oh well.. no holiday for ite and poly sia!! NOT FAIR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yestarday was fun sia!! Soccer match!! Played with Alang FC!! We r suppose to win!! Alot of shots hit the post sae. DAM!! At 1st Acap, the mexican guy and me played for the oppositing team as their players haven come yet. Played striker =D!! Had 2 chances bt wasted.. Then after tat, we rested and Acap sub in for Asri b4 the 2nd half as right back. Then during half time, Chip, Ros, sub me in as right back. WOHOO!!! Then after awhile of playing, my injury came back. My neck n my head started to ache again. Then i asked to be sub out b4 anytin happened again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After match, went to S11 and ate there. Asri and his AKIMEK! hahax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 3 teams now.. Alang FC, Green Goobers and my sis's guy's sec sch tangjung katong sec band team. WAKAKA!! Right back for Alang FC, keeper, striker and right back for Green Goobers and last man for band team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in sch, dam tired n bored.. luckily Eena's online. (: Dam i really miss her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER PARENTS WENT DATING!! AHHAX!! Oh well.. better than my parents.. my parents kind of dates are goin fishing.. hahax!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now my neck like pain sia!! n also my feet. Cus sum1 stepped both my feet with soccer boots!! studs sia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----;{@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fail to prepare, prepare to fail." - Roy Keane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4048849209386247515-3556559539880277534?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/3556559539880277534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=3556559539880277534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/3556559539880277534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/3556559539880277534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2008/07/meow-woof-flap-flap-flap.html' title='MEOW WOOF!! FLAP FLAP FLAP!!'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-1563154336679023140</id><published>2008-07-04T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T10:34:35.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flap Flap Flap!</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey! Been quite a while since i last blog.. well. nthg exciting happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was boring today. Computering lesson. I just asked Shida for the answered to be send tru msn. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When home with the indian guy nxt door. Then went to street soccer court again. Hangout with the streetsoccer bros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got home, watched I Am Legend and Hancock on the net. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N chatted with Eena.. been 5 days since i last contact her.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw Asri asked me to follow them go Fatta home to play guitar hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe today's blog is bored.. OH! n my back is giving me problems.. dam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----;{@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Flap Flap Flap!" Han&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4048849209386247515-1563154336679023140?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/1563154336679023140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=1563154336679023140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/1563154336679023140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/1563154336679023140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2008/07/flap-flap-flap.html' title='Flap Flap Flap!'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-4700972316234663594</id><published>2008-06-26T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T00:32:11.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIKE SHIT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SGSUU59oIEI/AAAAAAAAACY/HxFHX5_qu30/s1600-h/IMG_1716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216457355279474754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SGSUU59oIEI/AAAAAAAAACY/HxFHX5_qu30/s320/IMG_1716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SGSUU621d_I/AAAAAAAAACg/S7DbTEvSQzA/s1600-h/IMG_1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216457355519424498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SGSUU621d_I/AAAAAAAAACg/S7DbTEvSQzA/s320/IMG_1723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SGSUVaVuyvI/AAAAAAAAACo/TEO0MZeLWZ8/s1600-h/IMG_1759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216457363970509554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SGSUVaVuyvI/AAAAAAAAACo/TEO0MZeLWZ8/s320/IMG_1759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SGSUVlAqnUI/AAAAAAAAACw/OpckYGg9BnU/s1600-h/IMG_1792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216457366834945346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SGSUVlAqnUI/AAAAAAAAACw/OpckYGg9BnU/s320/IMG_1792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SGSUVyGgd3I/AAAAAAAAAC4/XsQT_ri9y0U/s1600-h/IMG_1795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216457370349107058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SGSUVyGgd3I/AAAAAAAAAC4/XsQT_ri9y0U/s320/IMG_1795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So long i havent update tis fucking blog. Im feelin like dam fucked up lor. Idk y..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent the day after sch yesterday with Shida n her fren Shirin. Suppose to spend the day with Shida alone. Bt well, nvm. Was fun anyway. Went to mac to meet Shirin's bf, rider for mac at woodlands civic. Spent the entire evening there. Where they talked lotsf crap. Was fun lar.. Then Shirin and her boi, Fir wanted to go to Admirilty park. But her boy nd to take something 1st. N Shida wanna go home.. bt Shida dun wan her fren to go alone n wait for her boy alone.. so... she accompanied her arh. N i dun wan Shida to be alone ltr on.. so i jz followed lor.. Oh.. SHIDA'S SAKINAH's CUZ SIA!! ahahx.. Oh oh!! Fir's a cool chap. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached home at 11... mom bising.. as normal.. kept repeating the same thing every single day.. ,"Reach home late, sleep late then morning have difficulties to wake up." Well, i slept at 2.30am.. hahx..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;N in the morning she also bising again.. every single day the same old thing. Hahax! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suppose to go sch with Effa. Suppose to meet her for the past few days to go sch with her.. bt in the end i went sch 1st.. lazy to wait sia. Hahax.. Wat i lack in sleep i make it up by sleeping in the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grades improving!! WOOTS!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's lesson, maths n computering.. I SUX AT COMPUTERING SIA!! Sports n exercise sciences, computering.. no link rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's plan... wanted to spend the day with Shida.. bt well.. she cnnt or she dun wan. So... if rajin, i go join my frens go jamming.. they lack of drummer.. so im jz a stand in lar.. dun wn band arh. No time to commit to a band. Then if rajin, go California gym. My sis make membership. N i got a fren working there too. N he invited me to go for free... XD Long time haven train seriously in gym since sec sch days.. Dam i miss those days....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope Eena's alrite.. haven chatted with her for quite sometime.... since tat day of misunderstanding. Let her cool off. Dam i miss her... as a fren arh.. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, Im jz enjoying my life with frens n bros. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves always...&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/4048849209386247515-4700972316234663594?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/4700972316234663594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=4700972316234663594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/4700972316234663594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/4700972316234663594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2008/06/like-shit.html' title='LIKE SHIT!'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SGSUU59oIEI/AAAAAAAAACY/HxFHX5_qu30/s72-c/IMG_1716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-6326753391585132143</id><published>2008-06-22T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T07:02:56.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloody Sunday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SF5bcD4AJCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gAKK91JnK-0/s1600-h/DSCN5621+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214705956176274466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SF5bcD4AJCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gAKK91JnK-0/s320/DSCN5621+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday.. woke up at 12.. thought i was late alreadi.. suppose to meet my teammates at tamp interchange at 1.30.. straight away bathed n changed.. then quarrel with parents.. dun allow me to go for the concert!! like wth!! Awie, Amy Search, Amuk etc etc sae.. sumore at my sch.. n sumore the ticket only cost $20.. considered cheap sae.. So.. i went out n forgot to take money frm parents.. like shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played soccer.. lost 9-2.. wakakaka! N I FAINTED SIA!! for less than 30 sec.. hahax.. wanted to dive for the ball.. then got 1 guy behind me. So i block him and went for the ball to pick it up lar. He wanted to kick it but accidentally kneed my back head n neck.. Straight away i blackout.. Woke up.. all vision was blur.. U noe y? Cus my specs flew duno where.. then i was still lying n grabbing my head.. people alreadi crowd ard me.. n i jz spit out the gum i was chewing.. scared choke on it pulak.. hahax.. tired to get up bt cnnt.. head felt too heavy.. then sumore the effect was dam strong tat my left cheek n jaw felt the impact.. nw left part of the jaw got swollen abit.. Then i tried to get up with the help of other people.. n Encik Bashir, Fareesh n Shyafeeq's dad, help me out.. help me walk to the sideline. I rested for awhile b4 goin back in.. Hamdi took over me for awhile. N we let in 2 goals.. dam.. then i went back in.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halftime, Encik Bashir help twist my neck.. the 1st twist to the right was alrite.. nice.. bt the 2nd twist to the left was dam painful. SCREAMED MY LUNGS OUT SIOL!! The cracking sound for both twist was loud sia! Bt nice.. after tat the pain reduced alot. Thanks Encik Bashir.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we lost 9-2 eventually.. Bt i almost scored a goal again.. sub out n then sub in again as a striker.. If i were to apply abit more force, the ball would sure go inside instead or roll out pass the post.. dam.. bt wat to do.. sum1 was running towards me frm the left n i dun wan to risk another injury.. i need my neck for floorball sia! if i feel like goin lar.. hahax..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the match, hanged out with my bros.. who were the oppositing team. hahax! Ironic rite? ahahx.. Went to simpang bedok to eat. then wanted to play cs bt the fcuking lan shop got tis rule tat those above 18 n are working cn only make membership after 11pm. We were dam pissed sia! Sasi couldnt apply for membership. Then walked to the street soccer court to play soccer again.. bt we saw lots of people there.. bt no ball.. haahx! so we walked back n then went home. Reached home at ard 8 i tink.. No1 at home.. tey went fishing again.. =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chatted with her.. not a minute pass by where i dun stop thinking abt u.. n i mean it.. wah! Tis cn really make sum1 crazy sia! hahx.. bt i cn manage, almost 2 years alreadi lar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves always...&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;Quote*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"WHY MY VISION BLUR?? CUS MY SPECS FLEW OFF SUMWHERE!" Han&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4048849209386247515-6326753391585132143?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/6326753391585132143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=6326753391585132143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/6326753391585132143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/6326753391585132143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2008/06/bloody-sunday.html' title='Bloody Sunday!!'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SF5bcD4AJCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gAKK91JnK-0/s72-c/DSCN5621+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-931630930238138226</id><published>2008-06-20T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T09:14:18.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God the only thing I ask of you is.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFvXDZCGiKI/AAAAAAAAACA/WYGiSBy_MIw/s1600-h/DSCN5627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213997446870763682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFvXDZCGiKI/AAAAAAAAACA/WYGiSBy_MIw/s320/DSCN5627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept at 5..woke up at 6.. researching abt sumtin... then bathed, pray n went out to catch the bus. Took the same bus as Munirah n Hidayah, Muqsit girl. I wanted to sleep in the bus bt cannot cus there's another woman who st beside Hidayah n she snored!! YES!! SNORED LOUDLY! DAM!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In class, today's problem statement sux that i couldnt understand it at all. I wanted to catch up on my work.. managed to do it yesterday bt today.. 1st, couldnt understand.. 2nd.. too tired.. The whole day i kept to myself.. everytime people looked at my laptop screen, they always see me playing Football Manager.. bt actually.. i was continuing my research.. Sori guys for nt being with u all the most of the time.. Jz wanted the best for her... Only Muqsit knows abt her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After sch ate at blk W1 with Musqit.. then send him to the busstop n wait for his bus to arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chatted with Effa who knew her as she was frm the same sch as her.. Suppose to meet her after sch at ard 7.30 as she got training. So while waiting, i went back to class to do my rj.. classroom no1.. bt the nxt classroom.. Mil was there.. so i jz walk in n talked with her.. n did my rj there with her.. n most of the time when i was talking to her.. i would mentioned Zul's name. Jz trying to help a fren here.. (: then sent her to the bus-stop n waited for her bus to arrive.. then went to library to play xbox 360 alone. at ard 7, Effa came in n told me she need to go to city hall. I was dam pissed. We walked together where i kept walking quickly n kept quiet. Then, she took the train while i took the bus home. She kept saying sori n said she'll make it up nxt week.. then i jz look at her n gave her a fake smile n say "yer lar yer lar" or "nvm its alrite".  Cus im like tired n dun wan to persue any further..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reach home t ard 9.. every1 wat otw home frm Johor as i received a call frm mom right after i entered the house. Then bathed n went online n continued researching while waiting for her to come online..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tis really have affect me in a way tat i didnt spike my hair jz nw n wore all black.. black t-shirt n black jeans.. nt cus im emo lar.. i jz grabbed anytin jz nw.. usually i would take my time n select my clothing (: Till some of my frens nt frm my class said i wan to be a ninja lar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nw still chatting with her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tats all i cn say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love always..&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;Quote*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"At that time, we were in charge. We didn't ask. We just did. We just did what was in our heart." &lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/b/beneking373595.html"&gt;Ben E. King&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/4048849209386247515-931630930238138226?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/931630930238138226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=931630930238138226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/931630930238138226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/931630930238138226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2008/06/dear-god-only-thing-i-ask-of-you-is.html' title='Dear God the only thing I ask of you is.....'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFvXDZCGiKI/AAAAAAAAACA/WYGiSBy_MIw/s72-c/DSCN5627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-6109868032087826967</id><published>2008-06-16T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T09:25:05.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOTS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFaT0Q58nCI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BVhSE5cUeSg/s1600-h/DSCN4691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212516144828423202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFaT0Q58nCI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BVhSE5cUeSg/s320/DSCN4691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dam 2 days nvr blog. 2 days eh? I tink so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... today sch start for me. Rp mah! Went to sch like normal. Didnt see lots of people like i usually see every morning. Maybe tey all lazy to go sch. Well, brought all my stuffs for soccer ltr at safra. TAMPINES SAFRA SAE!!! Played with Team Alang, consist of all my street soccer buddies. My 1st match for the team. They named the team Team Alang as Alang is an old man who always play street soccer with us n he's full of jokes and crap. Ros the captain. Well, sat in for the 1st half. 2nd half i went in as a sub for Aji n played left back. Dam i was struggling all the way. The team really played good football. N wat i meant by gd football means great football with good skills and high tempo. I wasnt used to play right back as usually i would play as a keeper and striker for Green Goobers and last man for my sis's boy's Tanjong sec band team. And though im right legged, i prefer playing on the left. This was my 1st time playing right back. And i wasnt used to play fast tempo ball. Sumore, the opposing team was like fast. They were fast at attacking and have fast runners. Sumore, my stamina really decreased since sec sch days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We lost 6-3 cus of me. 2 of the goals was my fault. There's 2 man around me. One in front and the other on the left behind me. I did not know which one to mark. Hence, both goals were scored with the same style. I really felt guilty. I wanted to sub out but tey kept me playing, encouraging me. Its been so long since i felt my lungs abt to burst and my legs felt with so much energy tat tey were abt to gave way. And it felt good! Everytime they attacked, i would just run though i noe i could not take it. I jz pushed myself. Thats how it should be. Testing ur limits and trying to go beyond ur limits. Bt well, i still sux!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh.. did i mention tat i got a yellow card? on my 1st debut sumore? n jz like 5 mins after i entered the field. HAHAX! IT FELT GREAT! The referee, a nigerian! yes.. a nigerian with a deep voice. I was chasing after the guy with the ball n i jz pulled him frm behind n slide in n locking his legs frm the side. I got up, giving the innocent face to the referee, however, he had alreadi run towards me and took out the yellow card n pointed it right in my face. I jz walk away. No1 slide tru out the game except for me. I slide twice, the 1st which end up with a yellow card, the 2nd i slide for the ball, frm behind again, n luckily i aimed for the ball n Afiq Rovers got the ball and brought it forward again. Now my left thigh n my left arms got scratch marks due to the sliding at the artificial turf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really nice playing with Team Alang as i really got to experience a different mentality team, with a different approach. N tis Sunday i've got another match, against my bro's new team. I really feel bad as bros against bros.. after mths of playing with them. Green Groobers against bros team. I dunno if i wan to turn up or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, i wan to improve on my stamina, marking n tackling n mentality n also ball possession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrite.. tmrw GOT TEST SAK!! Now last minute mugging. HAHAX! N tmrw play soccer again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the time when i was comfortable using both legs, when my free kick is accurate n curling rabak.. where i was like one of the fastest in my class, bt tat was durin my sec sch days. Now, i have to start from scratch again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, my mentality is Soccer, Study n Gym! S.S.G! bt gym also nw no time. Girls.. well.. after o's (: I meant girl... (: M.S.M.S.... waiting till nw... (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tats all i want to write...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves always...&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;Quote*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Life is like a soccer ball. It keeps spinning or rolling till friction stop it. However, we can also stop it ourselves by chasing after it n applying force it it. Hence, we can do watever we want provided we believe in ourselves and work for it" by Han (16/6/08)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4048849209386247515-6109868032087826967?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/6109868032087826967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=6109868032087826967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/6109868032087826967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/6109868032087826967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2008/06/woots.html' title='WOOTS!'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFaT0Q58nCI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BVhSE5cUeSg/s72-c/DSCN4691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-5896061182283214146</id><published>2008-06-14T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T12:11:36.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GO! GO! S'PORE!! I meant Saudi!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFQXr3N2AuI/AAAAAAAAABg/ziecTiaaXCQ/s1600-h/1_226548409l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211816711098335970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFQXr3N2AuI/AAAAAAAAABg/ziecTiaaXCQ/s320/1_226548409l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFQXsLTROaI/AAAAAAAAABo/s0ehrBSJ2a8/s1600-h/1_381288236l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211816716489800098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFQXsLTROaI/AAAAAAAAABo/s0ehrBSJ2a8/s320/1_381288236l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFQXsNm86LI/AAAAAAAAABw/EUqVfEaImTU/s1600-h/drnsr.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211816717109225650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFQXsNm86LI/AAAAAAAAABw/EUqVfEaImTU/s320/drnsr.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another fine day, finally parents allowed me to go out after wat happened last night.. some person with the name of "Hakim" called at 12 midnight..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to parkway to send some stuffs to a fren.. then fetch tat gd fren of mine.. then went over to bro's house to go n watch soccer at kallang stadium together. Its been awhile since we all spent some time together, Hafiz, Fareesh, Shyafeeq, Asri n Syakir bt Hakim wasnt there. Watched Singapore Vs Saudi Arabia where we really mad lots of noise. At 1st we supported Sg n cheered on them. But when Saudi scored their 2nd goal, we jumped the bandwagon n cheered of Saudi Arabia instead. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met Musqit, his gal n his other fren all frm Rp. Mus is my classmate n close buddy in Rp. Nice to c him after 2 weeks nvr c him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the match, we went to eat at Mac where Syakir's bro i think took our a whole plastic bag of coins n the rest add in some more money till its enough for us to buy a mac spicy each n 4 drinks for 8 of us to share. Then, after eating, we decided to explore Geylang Lorong... again.. HAHAX!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;N I was pulled twice!! While none of them got pulled by the pros.. WALAO!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took bus home n spent 30 mins scrubbing my whole body.. especially my left arm where they pulled me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then chatted with tis sweet gal named Hasanah who's 15. Its fun n interesing chatting with her thought we only chatted like 2 days only so far. N she intro me to songs.. by Norwegian Recycling. COOL SIA! CHeck their songs out at youtube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched euro.. where SPAIN WON!! WOOTS!! I jz love David Villa n Sergio Ramos since last time. Everytime i played winning 11 or pro evolution soccer, i'll sure select them as part of my team when i created a new team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im really worried for tis fren of mine. I really o her alot. Besides Kak Atiqah, she was my listerning ear when i was in the period of downess for like a few weeks. N she really advises which i really cherish. Cus of her n Kak Atiqah, im now myself again. Well, not quite.. bt mostly myself lar. I really worry abt her. Sarah, i'll pray for u like i always do for my loved ones every night b4 i go to sleep. Thank u Sarah. N cheer up. Sadness dun suit u at all. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all i have.. goin to sleep now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves always frm Hassan/Han...&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;Quote*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Why do people discrimmate gays but not lesbians?" Han&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4048849209386247515-5896061182283214146?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/5896061182283214146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=5896061182283214146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/5896061182283214146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/5896061182283214146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2008/06/go-go-spore-i-meant-saudi.html' title='GO! GO! S&apos;PORE!! I meant Saudi!!'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFQXr3N2AuI/AAAAAAAAABg/ziecTiaaXCQ/s72-c/1_226548409l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-7612494725662752317</id><published>2008-06-13T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T07:06:45.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day Of Work!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ-o6UbODI/AAAAAAAAABI/eYMtLX8FDWI/s1600-h/DSCN5624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211366960135878706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ-o6UbODI/AAAAAAAAABI/eYMtLX8FDWI/s320/DSCN5624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ-pdTfx5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/bR4cz_uRfXs/s1600-h/DSCN5623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211366969527224210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ-pdTfx5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/bR4cz_uRfXs/s320/DSCN5623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ-psE_NuI/AAAAAAAAABY/06FqGPXGhTI/s1600-h/DSCN5614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211366973492901602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ-psE_NuI/AAAAAAAAABY/06FqGPXGhTI/s320/DSCN5614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ9oiezX3I/AAAAAAAAAAg/vnkGhipKH0A/s1600-h/DSCN5597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211365854225325938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ9oiezX3I/AAAAAAAAAAg/vnkGhipKH0A/s320/DSCN5597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ9o9IRlpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/IDiwYx4KoQ0/s1600-h/DSCN5613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211365861378594450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ9o9IRlpI/AAAAAAAAAAo/IDiwYx4KoQ0/s320/DSCN5613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ9pTDep1I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZhET4KMwbL8/s1600-h/DSCN5616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211365867264059218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ9pTDep1I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZhET4KMwbL8/s320/DSCN5616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ9p-Npc6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/0XlZGGJjTUs/s1600-h/DSCN5620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211365878849434530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ9p-Npc6I/AAAAAAAAAA4/0XlZGGJjTUs/s320/DSCN5620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ9qsoxiMI/AAAAAAAAABA/glomSQDD7uM/s1600-h/DSCN5624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211365891311241410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ9qsoxiMI/AAAAAAAAABA/glomSQDD7uM/s320/DSCN5624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ8vF1YLTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iQC1jwHA8Hs/s1600-h/DSCN5621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211364867282840882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ8vF1YLTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iQC1jwHA8Hs/s320/DSCN5621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was the last day of work. WOOTS!!! IM SO NT GOIN TO MISS THOSE CHILDRENS!! HAHAX! But im goin to miss Anna Jovita.. dah sweet gal beside ma class. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day was alrite as usual. Went for Friday prayers at my old sec sch there. Met Nashiran n Qamarul. Went back to ma old sch to chill with them for awhile. Then met Irsyaad n Firdaus there. Dam i miss all of them. Went back to Tao Nan primary after tat for work, bt they told me to go back to sch after work to chill with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after work I rush back to VS. Watch VS B div soccer against some Singapore fusion sch team tingi.. n VS trash them 6-0. Then sat at the canteen n chill with Nashiran n Irsyaad. FUNNY SIA!! Nash's dad suppose to pick him up.. then his dad went to his JC sch instead, MJC. In the end he have to go hm himself. At the busstop, a cockroach climbed up an Aunty's pants. I told her n she brushed it off lar. Then i wan to step macho rite, so i tried to kick the cockroach but end up screaming loudly like a gal cus ITS A FLYING COCKROACH!! GELI SAK!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home with Irsyaad as he live near me after tat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dam im so goin to miss those peeps at Discovery Camp.. especially Ning Xi, my partner n also Anna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh.. Sakeenah said blogging will enhance my writing skills, but wat writing skills must i enhance? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight.. watch euro!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmrw.. fetch a gd fren frm her latin class. Then if the plan still stays.... meet my classmates frm rp to watch Sg vs Saudi Arabia at Kallang Stadium. N DAM IM BROKE AGAIN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where i end my blog, cus i feel like ending it.. =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;N here's some pics of me, n my workplace, n Anna n Ning Xi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;----;{@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qoute*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life." &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/4048849209386247515-7612494725662752317?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/7612494725662752317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=7612494725662752317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/7612494725662752317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/7612494725662752317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-day-of-work.html' title='Last Day Of Work!!!'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SFJ-o6UbODI/AAAAAAAAABI/eYMtLX8FDWI/s72-c/DSCN5624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4048849209386247515.post-6113885919252167584</id><published>2008-06-11T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T07:51:10.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im The KUNGFU PANDA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SE_mQ3ohHRI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Iwglk_7vci8/s1600-h/tr6D2.tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210636471377141010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SE_mQ3ohHRI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Iwglk_7vci8/s320/tr6D2.tmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELO HELO!! THIS IS MY 1ST OFFICIAL POST SIA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.. i have had like.. several blogs but all i forgot the passwords n usenames as i rarely log on to it. XD So.. I hope that tis blog will last long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life been good n nt gd I think these pass few months since i entered Republic Poly. Im taking diploma in Sports &amp;amp; Exercise Sciences btw. Well, Im single as always.. things happened n i dun wan to talk abt it. Prefer to spend time with my bros, classmates and enjoy ma life n also focus on my studies which i have put aside due to some personal problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miz my ex-Victorian peeps.. especially the "Mats". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, Im having my 2 weeks break frm sch N i wasted it on working. Im currently working with a camp called Discovery Camp which teaches Science to pri sch kids in a fun way. Im working as a student leader. Well, its both fun and tiring, especially when I was assigned to take care of a pri 1 class for 2 weeks. The 1st week was horrible! There were 26 kids in total n each of them have the behaviour like setan or in other words, devil. Luckily, the 2nd week was n still alrite. We have new kids n the class was only 16 kids. And their behavour was much much better than the previous kids. Oh oh, and the nxt door leader is really sweet. I kept going next door n chat with her n her partner n also with the teacher. XD Anna Jovita, or Jovinta.. hahax. she's really a sweet n pretty gal. But she's 20.. Well.. age doesnt matter do they? hahax.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;N after work jz nw, went to watch Kungfu Panda with my sis n her boi. She's working with me, but as a teacher. Well, at 1st i lazy to follow, bt free food n movie, just follow lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmrw we'll be goin to some Bird farm tingi excursion where we no nd to take care of the kids. WEE!! SO HAPPI!! taking the same bus as Anna's class. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH OH!! Did i mentioned that tis week was so boring as we prepared for the whole week alreadi earlier? N i spent my time carving 2 hearts, a boat n the letter "A" n gave it to Anna, only the letter A. N i spent most of my time nxt door instead of being in my class. Wat to do? the nxt door class got cutter n more behave kids. N nw.. i've gotten myself in a situation where i've to be aware of both classes' kids as they will tend to chase after me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tats all i've got..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quote*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know the speed of light;so what is the speed of dark ? &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/4048849209386247515-6113885919252167584?l=all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/feeds/6113885919252167584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4048849209386247515&amp;postID=6113885919252167584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/6113885919252167584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4048849209386247515/posts/default/6113885919252167584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://all-that-remains-now.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-kungfu-panda.html' title='Im The KUNGFU PANDA!'/><author><name>hassan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03202212599984742965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SPsZ6L9j9eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/HLxqxcl8hvw/S220/155556.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9leO7nHKd7A/SE_mQ3ohHRI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Iwglk_7vci8/s72-c/tr6D2.tmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
