tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36548185105298034842012-02-16T21:30:31.973+08:00Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.comBlogger3031100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-10914649827943974652010-09-19T02:03:00.003+08:002010-09-19T15:43:27.885+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://yes-yes-i-get-it.tumblr.com/">http://yes-yes-i-get-it.tumblr.com/</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-1091464982794397465?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-3984839192055135542010-07-12T00:02:00.016+08:002010-07-12T00:33:03.485+08:00<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... The past few days of my life have been F for Farking Awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I turned 18 on Thursday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mom bought me a cake on Wednesday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i got an hangbao from her...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, the Thursday morning, met Jerome and bought my first ever legal pack!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i went school where i got a suprising present from Mas...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks Mas...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then went lunch where i got another suprising present from my poly mates and panda...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks guys...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, after classes, i went to watch Predators at Bugis...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes... I watched alone...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fuck you... Watching alone is fun...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then went back to Marine Parade for soccer with my buddies...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Azlan, Faiz, Joy, Zafrie, Sam, Ashley...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i got a huge sabo from them...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fucking unexpected...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDntjt74-VI/AAAAAAAAAt0/MOCTrqRCUD8/s1600/35212_469037718661_759068661_6280628_2540252_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 106px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDntjt74-VI/AAAAAAAAAt0/MOCTrqRCUD8/s320/35212_469037718661_759068661_6280628_2540252_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492682418437028178" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(The small pic which can barely see shit...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i went home feeling so happy...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So the next day was even more excitement!</div><div style="text-align: center;">The Rock Show @ NP was happening!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The show started off a little messy...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The crowd was a little dry...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then it turned out to be a success!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im so getting an A...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks to the helpers...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks to the supporters...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks to the performers...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDntgfE12LI/AAAAAAAAAts/YrStAOyETFk/s1600/37345_404471508154_661723154_4511967_7437642_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDntgfE12LI/AAAAAAAAAts/YrStAOyETFk/s320/37345_404471508154_661723154_4511967_7437642_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492682362908432562" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;">(Camwhoring with Princess Noi...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDntgfE12LI/AAAAAAAAAts/YrStAOyETFk/s1600/37345_404471508154_661723154_4511967_7437642_n.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDntHUSqkwI/AAAAAAAAAtk/zGYeqSHeITU/s1600/37650_404471623154_661723154_4511973_2204926_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDntHUSqkwI/AAAAAAAAAtk/zGYeqSHeITU/s320/37650_404471623154_661723154_4511973_2204926_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492681930516894466" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(The awesome guys who helped out at the event...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDntD5hasOI/AAAAAAAAAtc/bEx9ECiRrvc/s1600/35065_404471908154_661723154_4511997_3264186_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDntD5hasOI/AAAAAAAAAtc/bEx9ECiRrvc/s320/35065_404471908154_661723154_4511997_3264186_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492681871791403234" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(The huge groupie with PSP...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, after the gig was the long awaited party at Zouk!</div><div style="text-align: center;">First ever legal party!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fuck yeah!</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was awesome!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Went with Faiz, Azlan and Farnana...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Met a few familiar faces there too...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, had a few drinks outside...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Went in and had more drinks...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Went out and had even more drinks...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was fucking wasted...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I dont remember shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks to Fyqa who hooked us up with a ride home...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Suprisingly, i was sober enough when i got home...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDns8NGpWfI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Jy8MBqoeK70/s1600/36861_404143328154_661723154_4504369_5982841_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDns8NGpWfI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Jy8MBqoeK70/s320/36861_404143328154_661723154_4504369_5982841_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492681739608873458" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(Cool pic with Faiz...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDns4WxPgiI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rRgjyTfI2zI/s1600/36003_404144108154_661723154_4504419_6960932_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDns4WxPgiI/AAAAAAAAAtM/rRgjyTfI2zI/s320/36003_404144108154_661723154_4504419_6960932_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492681673483977250" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(Sexy pic with sexy Farnana...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDnszXFYuWI/AAAAAAAAAtE/W7wZvr27Xy0/s1600/34184_404144238154_661723154_4504430_6978045_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDnszXFYuWI/AAAAAAAAAtE/W7wZvr27Xy0/s320/34184_404144238154_661723154_4504430_6978045_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492681587669121378" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(Me and my cup of baileys...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDnsudQuz_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Sx9tcigUimo/s1600/34963_404144413154_661723154_4504436_1259310_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDnsudQuz_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/Sx9tcigUimo/s320/34963_404144413154_661723154_4504436_1259310_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492681503427973106" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(The dance floor...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDnsrfs6HzI/AAAAAAAAAs0/duj_5kyXvsY/s1600/34963_404144438154_661723154_4504441_2181804_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDnsrfs6HzI/AAAAAAAAAs0/duj_5kyXvsY/s320/34963_404144438154_661723154_4504441_2181804_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492681452543418162" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(Shhhhhh....)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDnskX3f__I/AAAAAAAAAss/jiBeNoVcZTA/s1600/34963_404144458154_661723154_4504445_6442920_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDnskX3f__I/AAAAAAAAAss/jiBeNoVcZTA/s320/34963_404144458154_661723154_4504445_6442920_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492681330181275634" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(And i don know when this was taken...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDnsgfnr4jI/AAAAAAAAAsk/cvuKWY2ehjw/s1600/36429_404144563154_661723154_4504451_8307395_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TDnsgfnr4jI/AAAAAAAAAsk/cvuKWY2ehjw/s320/36429_404144563154_661723154_4504451_8307395_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492681263542952498" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(I still don know when this was taken...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">As you can see, i blacked out and slept on Faiz on the street...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Shit... The night was awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its nothing to the stupid mix aged parties i have been to...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am so doing this again...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, my Sunday was spent with mom and niece...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I tasted ice cream prata for the first time in my life!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its damn awesome!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then met Tariq, Dee, Gavin at Bedok Reservoir...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Slacked at went back...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Im watching the match later and hopefully i make it to school...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... See you at the next update...</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-398483919205513554?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-80233731517338286352010-07-08T03:04:00.003+08:002010-07-08T03:16:18.868+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida sans';font-size:10px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">1. Saya sedang mendengar :</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(87, 87, 87); font-family:'Lucida sans';font-size:10px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">komentari pertandingan bola sepak antara Sepanyol dan German</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">2. Mungkin saya patut :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">tinggalkan survey ini sekarang</span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">3. Saya suka :</span></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">perempuan</span></b></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">4. Sahabat-sahabat baik saya:</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">semua sedang tidur</span></span></strong></span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">5. Saya tak paham :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">kenapa German main macam taik</span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">6. Saya kehilangan :</span></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">masa</span></b></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">7. Ramai yang berkata :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Happy Birthday kepada saya</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></b></span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">8. Makna nama saya :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">entah</span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">9. Cinta :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">tidak diperlukan</span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">10. Di suatu tempat, seseorang sedang :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">memotek</span></div></strong><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">11. Saya akan cuba :</span></span></div></span></strong><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">mengahwini Brooke Burke</span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">12. Ayat SELAMANYA membawa maksud :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">ape lah ni</span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">13. Telefon bimbit saya :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">merindui dia juga</span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">14. Bila saya terjaga dari tidur :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">saya tidur lagi dan tak bangun untuk ke sekolah</span></span></strong></span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">15. Saya paling meluat apabila :</span></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">orang nak bercinta cinta</span></strong></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">16. Pesta/Parti adalah :</span></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">kegemaran saya</span></strong></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">17. Haiwan yang paling comel yang saya pernah temui ialah :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">kucing </span></span></strong></span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">18. Peringkat umur yang paling menyeronokkan bagi saya ialah :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">semua pun sama lah</span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">19. Hari ini :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">ialah hari lahir saya</span></span></strong></span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">20. Malam ini saya akan :</span></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">menonton wayang seorang</span></b></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">21. Esok pula saya akan</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">ke GIG</span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">22. Saya betul-betul inginkan :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">DIA</span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">23. Ketika anda lihat wajah anda di hadapan cermin pagi ini :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">saya terkejut</span></span></strong></span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">24. Pusat membeli-belah atau arked permainan :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">adalah membosankan</span></span></strong></span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">25. Makanan Barat atau Jepun :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Barat</span></span></strong></span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">26. Bilik yang terang atau gelap :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Gelap</span></span></strong></span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">27. Makanan segera adalah :</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Maggie</span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">28. Ayat terakhir yang anda katakan pada seseorang?</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><strong><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Germany main macam taik kepade abang saya</span></span></strong></span></div></strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">29. Siapa yang anda mahu Tag?</span></div><strong><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">takde orang</span></div></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-8023373151733828635?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-73571027256801073932010-07-05T22:57:00.002+08:002010-07-05T23:15:08.703+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have been trying to save my 300th post which is this one for my birthday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But seems like i am impatient and freaking cant wait to update...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, congratz to this blog...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">From fullyfagilistic to tomatoeswillnotkillyou to tearthesignsdown..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Very nice...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i made a promise to myself not to miss classes anymore..</div><div style="text-align: center;">I also promised to start being home by 9pm...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But that promise starts next week...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay.. So after school today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Went home and met mom and niece for dinner at Parkway Parade...</div><div style="text-align: center;">We ate at the hawker centre for a change...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, we were sitting at the Muslim section and some Ziana Zain song starts to play...</div><div style="text-align: center;">One annoying thing about malay music is that they always whine about love...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i heard the lyrics and went wad the fark..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Shut it above love already...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But then, i turned up and saw this malay girl in Ite uniform...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And she was the sweetest and most innocent looking girl i have seen this week!</div><div style="text-align: center;">And she wasnt that bad looking either... </div><div style="text-align: center;">And that stupid song had to play at the back lah...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then i felt so weird...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Like i have been missing something for far too long...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But then, i thought again.. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I havent been very successful with relationships...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Neither am i crazy or desperate for it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And trust me... When it comes to this, im one of the picky guys who you would wanna slap for dreaming too much...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">If i were to ever have one, i want it start with a simple friendship...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Where we would just be friends and grow closer step by step, day by day...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i wouldn have to SOUND that girl to express my care and affection towards her...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My actions would express it all to her...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And this days, i doubt i can ever find this type of thing around...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It always starts with social networking sites or asking for numbers...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then he SOUNDS her...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then he LOVES her...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then he FIGHTS her...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then he LEAVES her..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then he REPLACES her...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Honestly speaking... I find this reli typical, stupid and big waste of time...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It makes everything seem cheap...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And yeah... I do party...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But never have i ever hooked up with any girl i meet there...</div><div style="text-align: center;">There are not reli nice girls if there partying there in the first place...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So... We shall see wad this ZIANA ZAIN love song, love life of mine will bring...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im in no rush... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-7357102725680107393?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-77820309600766272082010-07-04T02:58:00.002+08:002010-07-04T03:03:08.265+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... So wad a week it has been...</div><div style="text-align: center;">School has started...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i don feel it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Seems like its still holidays...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Didnt go morning classes on Monday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Didnt go morning classes on Tuesday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Didnt go afternoon classes on Wednesday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Didnt go school on Thursday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Didnt go morning classes on Friday...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My attendance very jiwe...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i have been going out damn alot...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think arh... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I have too much freedom...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So now, after a long day out, i am finally online...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But at Azlan's house instead...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Going home later arh...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then at 8.45am got match...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mampos...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I going to be a zombie later sia...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Bye...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Time to lepak...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-7782030960076627208?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-14675465947969856672010-07-01T00:08:00.003+08:002010-07-01T00:24:19.081+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Im in a good mood to update...</div><div style="text-align: center;">First of all, i just got home from lepaking with Azlan, Sam, Ain and Faiz...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Damn awesome lah...</div><div style="text-align: center;">"We are just nice guys..."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i kinda got a perception on life...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah... Maybe i have been getting that i have changed...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Many people said so...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But in my own eyes, i see it as a good thing...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay, so wad if i do stupid shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Who doesnt?</div><div style="text-align: center;">One way or another, everyone does...</div><div style="text-align: center;">We cant keep ourselves hidden from the fact that we do...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just because everyone agrees, doesnt make it wrong...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have been getting too much freedom lately...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Late nights, overnights...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i trust myself to do things that wont get me in trouble...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">School life has been just too slack...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sometimes, i wish i just had a little more work...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its been to free and easy that i have not been pushing myself...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Friends have been awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im glad i have them around...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Facebook has been a reli nice companion for me...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... So back to the topic of me changing...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I get that...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I seriously do see it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean, i cant help it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am just too ignorant to snoop down to a level where you can just screw me over...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wont bother much knowing that you are not worth my time...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Call it selfish, call it heartless...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But at the end of the day, guys do have emotions...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i would end up carrying it all... Not you...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I didnt have to know wad was in your heart... </div><div style="text-align: center;">But wad you had in your mind was clear enough...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Its all like prawns...</div><div style="text-align: center;">You gotta peel the skin off before enjoying it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, im turning 18 soon...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wad can i expect?</div><div style="text-align: center;">I clearly have no idea...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, wad do i want?</div><div style="text-align: center;">No need for presents... No need for celebrations...</div><div style="text-align: center;">All i want is too see all my friends and family together...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">50 people at Simpang bedok soon!</div><div style="text-align: center;">It will be damn jiwer! </div><div style="text-align: center;">Damn kecoh...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope this update is not boring...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-1467546594796985667?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-54889774213964624652010-06-29T14:25:00.002+08:002010-06-29T14:29:37.326+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I don know wad is going to happen to me...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Eh! Here is my 2 day late review on my 2 week holiday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pure nonsense...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I swear i forgot wad i did...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing unique...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing extraordinary...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing interesting...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aiya fuck...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don know wad to update...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My life damn fun but boring to say...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Bye bye...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-5488977421396462465?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-34163344316437952842010-06-19T03:23:00.003+08:002010-06-19T03:32:29.167+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mampos...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wad a week it has been...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Been sleeping at 5am cause of World Cup...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The matches are boring...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Differs from the matches we had 4 and 8 years ago...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But wadeva... Keeps me occupied...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i have been online for like alot...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Spamming facebook like shit alot...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Since i feel so useless on Msn...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My phone also quite useless...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Been going out regularly...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Soccer, movies with the members...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Chalets here and there...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Parties here and there...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Overnights here and there...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But it feels kinda stale...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don reli know wad i want in life...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wad i want to do in life...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It just gets dry...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Today was a very weird night...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Went Simpang with the members...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Awesome time...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i farking lost track of time and missed all my buses...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So i was stranded outside Bedok with very little money left....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wanted to call mummy for cab fare but felt like walking instead...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i endured the long walk home which lasted about an hour...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Used the time to talk to myself, cleared stuffs with myself up...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And reassured myself in wad i was going to do in the future to come...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, here i am... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Updating wadeva is left on this blog...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh ya! The Rock Show @ NP is awesomely confirmed!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its going to be an awesome night!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I can feel it!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Do contact me through Msn, phone, facebook for tickets right guys!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its only $6..</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wish i could keep all the money to go on holiday!</div><div style="text-align: center;">But sadly, the money goes to charity!</div><div style="text-align: center;">So be there guys!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3416334431643795284?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-60765306075472130972010-06-17T02:40:00.002+08:002010-06-17T02:49:32.941+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wad a week...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I reli am quite confused on the stuffs that are going on...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I lost the trust of my poly mates after being such an ass...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I lost a crush after being such an ass...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I always thought that being an ass was rewarding...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I guess its not my peak yet...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh ya...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I deleted Tagged and deleted Twitter...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its just a waste of time...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Facebook is still there...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i am as active as ever...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will try updating my blog more also k?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I thank my members for being there...</div><div style="text-align: center;">For the happy times as well...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Im gonna start a new resolution as well...</div><div style="text-align: center;">One that will mark the start of a new me...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-6076530607547213097?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-81103563889809017312010-06-14T00:08:00.004+08:002010-06-14T00:46:38.794+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">When i am reli going through a bad time, i update Facebook alot and</div><div style="text-align: center;">see wad people reply... </div><div style="text-align: center;">And when they dont, i turn to my blogger...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My one and only true friend who keeps his opinions to himself...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">These past few days have been shitty and fun at the same time...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have been a dick to many people and somehow i am enjoying it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Common tests came and went...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I fucking hated it... But they were doable... </div><div style="text-align: center;">With help from friends, i can pull through...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I appreciate wad these guys do for me in school and stuff...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But when you live such a climatic life where its just so unexpecting, you need friends who will be there for you more than just in school...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Friends who will enjoy with you, sulk with you...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And im getting all this from my members than you guys... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Honestly guys, i find you guys reli boring...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im reli sorry if im too direct...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But im too much of dick to care...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But after seeing wad Vijay updated on Facebook, my conscience came in...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My ego kicked it out...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, im reli in a bad state right now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have been a huge ass all this while...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don know wad i am becoming...</div><div style="text-align: center;">With all the girls i have been going around flirting with...</div><div style="text-align: center;">With all the cigarettes i have been smoking...</div><div style="text-align: center;">With all the parties i have been going to...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This wasnt who i am...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I damn well know wad is right or wrong...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But doing the wrong things is just fucking fun...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i know it all just ends in disaster...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lastly, to my dear Panda...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don know wad the heck just happened...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It came to me that i just cant stick around anymore...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have been an ass...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lying, doing stuffs behind your back...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I know we are nothing...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And thats exactly wad i am sick off...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I promised myself many many months ago that i would never fall for anyone again...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Till you came along...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wanted to honour my promise...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hence, i hid it all from you...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tonight, i was mean to you...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was my ego talking...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i feel so guilty and hurt...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I just feel like im not needed...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay fuck... Im starting to sound like a fucking chick!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay.. The asshole is back...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tmr is cage time! And more partying!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-8110356388980901731?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-18818689090556045762010-06-01T08:21:00.003+08:002010-06-01T08:31:39.971+08:00<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Last night went Sisha at Arab Street with members...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Attendance was:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tariq</div><div style="text-align: center;">Jerome</div><div style="text-align: center;">Michael</div><div style="text-align: center;">Joseph</div><div style="text-align: center;">Erfan</div><div style="text-align: center;">Faizal Rifai</div><div style="text-align: center;">Arina</div><div style="text-align: center;">Usmi<br />Amirul</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hidhir</div><div style="text-align: center;">Calvin</div><div style="text-align: center;">Peter</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And 3 other guys whom i don know..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">After being rejected by the first two cause some ppl ic tak lepas...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I brought them to swee and lepak place...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then ordered food and sisha...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then met Feza who was with her friends...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Long time no see her..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then find out she maju already...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then made friends with her friends Shaun and Shani.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then called Dee as it was her birthday yesterday...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She came down with her friends Zam and Ana...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I treated them to one sisha pipe as it was her birthday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lepaked a while and wanted to proceed to Tampines to celebrate Afiq's birthday...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But we went a few doors down to the bar and lounge to karaoke and chill with the babes!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TARSpCf8j6I/AAAAAAAAArs/2n-G0SFhTRg/s1600/31052010045.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TARSpCf8j6I/AAAAAAAAArs/2n-G0SFhTRg/s320/31052010045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477593911788343202" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TARSohzh2UI/AAAAAAAAArk/TZwU_pkiUpQ/s1600/31052010044.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TARSohzh2UI/AAAAAAAAArk/TZwU_pkiUpQ/s320/31052010044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477593903012108610" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TARSoXr-KwI/AAAAAAAAArc/IcraOaCO6rA/s1600/31052010043.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/TARSoXr-KwI/AAAAAAAAArc/IcraOaCO6rA/s320/31052010043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477593900296055554" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Okay.. So this was the picture taken using a lousy camera...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The one in green sleeves in Feza, the one in blue is Shani and in long sleeves is Joseph...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then hailed a cab which took damn long and we ended up taking the damn bus to Eunos and lepaked there instead..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Overall, an awesome night with awesome ppl!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Jiwer members!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Before i end off this post...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I would like to wish...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy 17th Birthday to Dee!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy 18th Birthday to Afiq!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-1881868909055604576?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-77126049337069111582010-05-28T15:27:00.002+08:002010-05-28T15:42:40.256+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center; ">Okay... Its just amazing how people can go on and on about their love life on their blogs...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Either they complain on wad an idiot the other party is... </div><div style="text-align: center; ">Or they adore their other halfs for a fun and awesome day...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Nevertheless, i am also gonna do the same...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">In my case, my lover is my mummy!</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">So on Wednesday, was Human Factors presentation day...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Where i left my webcam on during the entire thing for someone to laugh at...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Then, met mummy at Mustafa centre where she complained at how late i was...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Had dinner on her treat and shopped at Mustafa Centre...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">She bought me a purple earpiece and protein powder....</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Thursday was a plain day... I didnt attend morning classes...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Went home where i got reli sleepy and slept early...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Friday as you guys know is a public holiday...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Went cemetery with mummy, my niece and my brother...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Then went pasar Geylang...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Where she bought me the stuffs i needed for my "Entrepreneurship" sales...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Mummy has been reli nice to me...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Mummy paid $1500 for my laptop for poly...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Mummy paid $1600 for my wisdom teeth removal...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Mummy paid $2600 for my braces...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Oh... Thanks mummy...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Tmr, mummy ajak go Johor to shop...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Don know wad lah she wants to get... </div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">In a while, mua going follow Tariq go jamming...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Today was supposed to be a good day for a good friend of mine...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">But shit happens...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">And stop cursing me...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">I know my blog is boring...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">I lead a boring life now...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Im sorry...</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-7712604933706911158?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-44982013872667432892010-05-25T11:51:00.004+08:002010-05-25T12:07:05.366+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center; ">Today is member Jerome birthday!</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Happy birthday boy with the cool and improved jokes!</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Yesterday was his birthday chalet...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Damn jiwer night lah...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Attendance was:</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Farrel</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Tariq</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Gavin</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Michael</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Faizal Rifai</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Jerome</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Calvin</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Dom</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Kumar</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Erfan</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Many other guys whose names i don know...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Jerome sister and friends...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Chalet was a some ulu place at Aloha Changi.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Kena tahan by police all...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Then got "Drunkdog millionaires..."</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Then i kena watch them...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Jiwer songs! Resistance and Mimpi Yang Sempurna...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">But before that, went to Rp to meet the guys and Panda!</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Met Arina, Ali, Hansel, Nadia there...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Rp Rp!</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Panda was sarcastic...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">She like want to kill me with her sarcasm like that!</div><div style="text-align: center; ">But she cute lah... Haha...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Tmr tmr!</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Long time no update this blog...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">I got so many people demanding i do!</div><div style="text-align: center; ">And i found out Liang Quan Beckham reads this damn blog!</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Suprising...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Okay... Im having break now...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">From 11am to 3pm...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">And i found new route to school...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Can reach in 45 mins...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Such a huge difference from my regular 1 hour 30 mins journey to school everyday...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Okay... Lastly...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">My group and i doing gig titled "The Rock Show @ NP"...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Its on 9th July...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">A day after a big day for me!</div><div style="text-align: center; ">However, the info on the poster is not final!</div><div style="text-align: center; ">So hang on guys!</div><div><br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S_tMIMvikKI/AAAAAAAAArU/pHUp1iknDgE/s1600/27741_389587313154_661723154_4123326_1155894_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S_tMIMvikKI/AAAAAAAAArU/pHUp1iknDgE/s320/27741_389587313154_661723154_4123326_1155894_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475053475742257314" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Get the tickets from me when they are released k guys!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its open to public! Anyone welcomed!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-4498201387266743289?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-35912883793962737212010-05-15T00:28:00.002+08:002010-05-15T00:32:44.640+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Celebrated Zafrie's birthday at Simpang Bedok...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Attendance was...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Budi..</div><div style="text-align: center;">William..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tariq..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Me..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Farahin..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Zafrie..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Roshan..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dee..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ana..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Micheal..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Shahrul..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ashley..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Naufal..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Abel..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bambang..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bazel..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Audi..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gavin..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Calvin..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Alwin..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Some couldnt turn up...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So couldnt dominate Simpang..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its okay...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I had cake in my face even though it wasnt my birthday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But awesome and damn jiwer day...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">No pictures cause camera no memory stick and camera battery died...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3591288379396273721?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-5638234664814612272010-05-14T10:04:00.003+08:002010-05-14T10:12:14.615+08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S-yv3TkiqEI/AAAAAAAAArM/Xb6CfdMgU1o/s1600/DSC01101.JPG"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S-yv3TkiqEI/AAAAAAAAArM/Xb6CfdMgU1o/s320/DSC01101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470941012029515842" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;">Zafrie And Me...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... So the dude standing next to me celebrating his 18th birthday today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Which is a bad thing.. Cause he is legal and able to buy all the cigarettes in the world...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Stop smoking lah dude...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But happy birthday lah tua...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The shit and crap that we have been through...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... Nice times...</div><div style="text-align: center;">See you tonight at Simpang!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And to Aishah Bella...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy 16th birthday to you too..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Finally you can watch nc16... </div><div style="text-align: center;">But still long way from your license, kid...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Leaving for school at 11.30...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Class starts at 1...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Finish at 6...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Simpang at 7.30...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Damn jiwer lah...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Alot of members coming...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And i think there is something wrong with me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am forever sleepy and tired and sick...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think im dying...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Panda very sombong now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Got admirer all...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nvm lah... Be happy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-563823466481461227?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-32651122016882530962010-05-13T12:44:00.003+08:002010-05-13T12:45:25.233+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I still don know wad to update...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I hate school...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im dead bored being alone...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Dah finish...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3265112201688253096?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-44509335209694886672010-05-11T14:00:00.003+08:002010-05-11T14:03:12.527+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Guys.. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Or whoever thats left who reads my blog...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have a problem...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don know wad to update...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It needed an update...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just unsure of wad...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have been...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Going school...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Going out...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Going school...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Going out...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And screw this 3 hour break...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-4450933520969488667?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-57595608514706858782010-05-08T20:20:00.003+08:002010-05-08T20:22:54.768+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aite... Dinner at Breeks Cafe at Changi Terminal 2...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pre Mothers' Day thingy...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Im pissed that i wasted and dropped everything for you....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Like useless only...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-5759560851470685878?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-62021681564676019182010-05-06T20:20:00.004+08:002010-05-06T20:26:08.053+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So i got sick again yesterday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i didnt go school again...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My attendance is so screwed for this week...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i got no medical certs or letters...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I only came for Monday and Wednesday morning lessons...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Was supposed to have a dental appointment today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i received a sms that it got changed to tmr...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, im gonna have to miss tmr's morning lecture...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, today was a lonely day...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Was at home watching movies on com...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Phone didnt ring....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Msn didnt buzz...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"I made a new promise to myself..."</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-6202168156467601918?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-12434697429258979372010-05-06T00:09:00.003+08:002010-05-06T00:27:53.014+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I sat at the bus stop at 11.30pm, waiting for the 15 mins oncoming bus...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thinking wad is was that was missing...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I thought long and hard...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And concluded that i am douche who took more than he needed...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Im knocked back guilty...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-1243469742925897937?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-49501286669491178922010-05-04T18:53:00.003+08:002010-05-04T18:58:12.062+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Update update!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Faizal is sick...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Faizal got fever...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Faizal skipped yesterday's afternoon class...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Faizal slept all the way till night....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Faizal didnt go school today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Faizal slept throughout...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Faizal finally woke up...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Faizal using the com now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Faizal feels alot better...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... That basically summarized my life today and yesterday...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-4950128666949117892?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-66804735099391035972010-04-30T22:02:00.005+08:002010-04-30T22:33:45.382+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">There goes the second week of school...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Very soon, i will be driving and doing 900 push ups a day in Ns...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So school has been ordinary...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing interesting...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Friends are cool...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Classes are cool...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My social life has been awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So... I've made a new friend!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Siti Zulaikha aka Aikha Yaakop aka Eyecar...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She is the reason i have been getting sweet dreams each night!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... Don forget the ______...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Shhhhhh.... You know and i know...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... I don know wad else to update...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im totally blanked...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-6680473509939103597?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-1704214935323480022010-04-27T19:52:00.004+08:002010-04-27T20:12:37.164+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Faizal... Faizal...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nampaknye kau kena main lagi lah...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lepas satu satu...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bila nak habis??</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Everytime i try to find "love" i kena main from belakang...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sakit tau...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dah lah...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i anticipated it... </div><div style="text-align: center;">It was an obvious thing that was going to happen...</div><div style="text-align: center;">As usual, full of shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I should have been an asexual dude who has no interest in girls...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Or... Be an asshole who don gives a shit about anyone...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Both ways, i still get screwed...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So now, its back to cigarettes, parties, babes and making yourself a better person...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-170421493532348002?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-64766812811916559352010-04-25T12:57:00.003+08:002010-04-25T13:08:50.556+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Tmr, i begin my second week of my second year in poly...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So lets review how the first week went...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Classes were alright...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have friends in each class...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So brings some life to it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Made many new friends...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I realize how very the sociable and friendly i am...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Monday to Thursday were average days...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Friday was an average day with awesome night!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Glow Party!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Went with...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hakim...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bo...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nas...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Khairul...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Shahrin...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nizam...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sool...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Noi...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And we were the firestarters lah babes!</div><div style="text-align: center;">We left with many new friends...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Im not gonna say wad happened in the party...</div><div style="text-align: center;">That will make the guys drool and the girls go eewww...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But it was awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Ohhhhhhh! Cant nothing hold me down..."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Notice you, noticing me..."</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-6476681281191655935?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-58366827835817024002010-04-19T13:05:00.001+08:002010-04-19T13:07:19.391+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Damn! </div><div style="text-align: center;">School is kering like sotong...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing to do...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing to see...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I was wrong to look forward...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But shucks...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its only the first day...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anything can happen...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-5836682783581702400?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-66592562535670356162010-04-12T23:41:00.002+08:002010-04-12T23:48:51.664+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So i ask myself now...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What can i expect from the times to come?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Family...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing gonna change lah...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Forever the same...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Good times... Bad times...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But one thing for sure is family is still family...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Friends...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing gonna change too...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have many friends...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don make enemies...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its still gonna be the same...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">School...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Starting second year...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wad should i expect?</div><div style="text-align: center;">The same old boring routines...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Classes... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Gym...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Home...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im gonna be a loner...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I make sure that...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Many things im uncertained of...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lets just see wad happens...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I know... This post sucks...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-6659256253567035616?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-46622210934382268222010-04-11T21:45:00.005+08:002010-04-11T21:52:23.496+08:00<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center; ">I got nothing to say...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">School is gonna start soon...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Anticipating it...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Okay... In about 2 hours more, dear Panda is turning 18...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Happy Birthday!</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">May you enjoy your time in Rp and have a good life ahead...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">And thanks for all the time knowing you... No regrets...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S8HTsqxT7YI/AAAAAAAAArE/ujwYkaDMUnQ/s1600/birthday-cake.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S8HTsqxT7YI/AAAAAAAAArE/ujwYkaDMUnQ/s320/birthday-cake.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458876987698572674" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br />P.s... Not that it means anything... But it wouldn be fair if i didnt wish your sister too...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So happy birthday to your sissy...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-4662221093438226822?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-70630690426314954612010-03-28T00:09:00.002+08:002010-03-28T00:25:56.387+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... So far, life has been soccer, simpang, lepak...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But mostly soccer...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wednesday soccer... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Friday soccer... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Saturday soccer... </div><div style="text-align: center;">This coming Monday soccer... </div><div style="text-align: center;">This coming Friday soccer...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">DIE...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So im here more to talk about today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">After soccer match today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">We lost 3 - 1 today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But its okay... </div><div style="text-align: center;">The thing about this team is the jiwerness is always intact...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i finally secured my placing as centreback...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So Amirul's workplace wad shorthanded and needed staff...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i got to go...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its a simple job at Changi Cargo Complex...</div><div style="text-align: center;">$9 an hour pay and work for only 2 hours...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Simple task of carrying, scanning and sorting out the packages...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And so much for FED EX trusted and gentle hands...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So attendance was:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Rahim...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Afiq...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Amirul...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But i met this 54 year old man... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Real friendly dude..</div><div style="text-align: center;">He started cracking jokes and started talking...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Though i didnt quite get a chance to catch his name...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I will never forget wad he said to me today...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Faizal - Happy je??</div><div style="text-align: center;">Him - Ya... You never know when you gonna die...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And he offered us a lift back to Tampines station...</div><div style="text-align: center;">In the car we chatted and rocked out to 90s rock music...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And i got to know that he is quite similar to me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean... He clearly said that he is the always happy type...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He was going to some place to chill alone and think...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He said he is feeling very down cause he has cancer...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But he still maintained his smiles and cheers...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And he said that he doesnt like to feel sad...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cause if he does, everyone around him will feel sad too...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And i was at the back seat all suprised that this dude is actually very similar to how i am now...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean... This dude just proves wad i have been thinking in life is right...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean no one can live without happiness...</div><div style="text-align: center;">You can all the love and all the money...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But you are still nothing if you are not happy...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So everyone... Practice some excessive happiness...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And last words...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Panda is too modest to admit that she got nice eyes...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-7063069042631495461?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-68825864179358179052010-03-21T16:44:00.011+08:002010-03-21T17:27:27.296+08:00<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So i havent been blogging for a long while...</div><div style="text-align: center;">This entire week was filled with many stuffs...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Monday and Tuesday was work...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It was at Resorts World Sentosa...</div><div style="text-align: center;">We were working as ushers for the IBM Business And Technology Forum...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So we had to dress in smart blacks...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Will upload the pics when i get them...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Probably put them on facebook...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But i am here actually more to brag about my Kl trip just recently...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... Im sorry to those who tried to come but failed...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha.. So i will try keep this short...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thats wad the pictures are for...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So we got up at 4am on that Wednesday morning...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And shared a cab all the way from our estates to the Airport...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So once we checked in, we went for Breakfast at Burger King...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdxfUFvHI/AAAAAAAAAq0/n1DI8qL_FqM/s1600-h/24551_1305160161874_1616635266_718983_6876246_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdxfUFvHI/AAAAAAAAAq0/n1DI8qL_FqM/s320/24551_1305160161874_1616635266_718983_6876246_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006766290943090" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;">We had time to spare and we wondered around Duty Free, amazed at the cheap cigarettes there...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then, it was time to board the plane and i sent my last goodbyes to whoever i needed to sent to...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdxH_CpyI/AAAAAAAAAqs/r3Qiu8LW2FA/s1600-h/24551_1305160361879_1616635266_718987_5411699_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdxH_CpyI/AAAAAAAAAqs/r3Qiu8LW2FA/s320/24551_1305160361879_1616635266_718987_5411699_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006760028645154" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Plane!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">So the flight was awfully short...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And the air attendants were awesomely delightful...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And it was on the flight that Tariq listened to Resistance by Muse and got hooked onto it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then we took a cab to the city and reached at 10 where we checked in to our hotel...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The hotel was the Swiss Inn hotel...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdxH_CpyI/AAAAAAAAAqs/r3Qiu8LW2FA/s1600-h/24551_1305160361879_1616635266_718987_5411699_n.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdwpAWZ2I/AAAAAAAAAqk/FlBTQY_two8/s1600-h/24551_1305185082497_1616635266_719090_7207856_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdwpAWZ2I/AAAAAAAAAqk/FlBTQY_two8/s320/24551_1305185082497_1616635266_719090_7207856_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006751712634722" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The first sight of the soft and comfy bed...</div></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdwpAWZ2I/AAAAAAAAAqk/FlBTQY_two8/s1600-h/24551_1305185082497_1616635266_719090_7207856_n.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdpT9j5oI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZMvfcOZkeDU/s1600-h/24551_1305193482707_1616635266_719129_7561484_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdpT9j5oI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZMvfcOZkeDU/s320/24551_1305193482707_1616635266_719129_7561484_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006625804707458" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This is wad our luggage looks like...</div></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdpT9j5oI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZMvfcOZkeDU/s1600-h/24551_1305193482707_1616635266_719129_7561484_n.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdpJXmUiI/AAAAAAAAAqU/kHta6rQjCvM/s1600-h/24551_1305223563459_1616635266_719189_2623133_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdpJXmUiI/AAAAAAAAAqU/kHta6rQjCvM/s320/24551_1305223563459_1616635266_719189_2623133_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006622961127970" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">And Tariq got addicted to this song... We can safely say we heard this song more than 100 times...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then we got hungry and went for lunch at A&amp;W!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdpJXmUiI/AAAAAAAAAqU/kHta6rQjCvM/s1600-h/24551_1305223563459_1616635266_719189_2623133_n.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdooK_U6I/AAAAAAAAAqM/FdgdrMfeF2o/s1600-h/24551_1305224043471_1616635266_719200_6328546_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdooK_U6I/AAAAAAAAAqM/FdgdrMfeF2o/s320/24551_1305224043471_1616635266_719200_6328546_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006614049870754" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdooK_U6I/AAAAAAAAAqM/FdgdrMfeF2o/s1600-h/24551_1305224043471_1616635266_719200_6328546_n.jpg"></a>The food was awesome! Since Singapore doesnt have it anymore, we ate our hearts out...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdoUk-Z4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/I5dQGPmMEtA/s1600-h/24551_1305224083472_1616635266_719201_5102748_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdoUk-Z4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/I5dQGPmMEtA/s320/24551_1305224083472_1616635266_719201_5102748_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006608790153090" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The waffle was delicious!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The rest of the day was spent without the camera...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Berjaya Times Square where we walked around aimlessly and where i got my awesome cleats from Everlast store for a decent price of 90 ringgit...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its original at costs only about $40SGD...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cheap right?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So we went to Jalan Bukit Bintang and ate at the Turkish Restaurant for dinner...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Where Calvin had a unique experience with the indian cab driver...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And where there is turkish food, there is sisha! </div><div style="text-align: center;">So the pipes were cheap...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At night, we circled Petaling street...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But there were a few police raids and many shops closed early...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, we walked around the area at night and found a lan shop near our hotel...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We went in and caught on Facebook... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Reconnected with friends...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And even did some research...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Played games a while where we grew bored and went back tot he hotel where one by one knocked out...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Next morning, i was the first one up as usual...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And we went for the swee breakfast at the hotel...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then we went for lunch at A&amp;W again...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then went fo Jalan Masjid India where we got shades, shirts...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then KLCC where we slacked at coffee bean while we waited to have dinner at SUBWAY!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdoKtvf_I/AAAAAAAAAp8/024g2S8wXRw/s1600-h/24551_1305224123473_1616635266_719202_8378192_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdoKtvf_I/AAAAAAAAAp8/024g2S8wXRw/s320/24551_1305224123473_1616635266_719202_8378192_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006606142570482" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6Xdac-ynCI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5UFtbl4eSpo/s1600-h/24551_1305224283477_1616635266_719205_521178_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6Xdac-ynCI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5UFtbl4eSpo/s320/24551_1305224283477_1616635266_719205_521178_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006370527747106" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdZ8AetQI/AAAAAAAAAps/RuzCc3WQt6g/s1600-h/24551_1305224483482_1616635266_719209_6114723_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdZ8AetQI/AAAAAAAAAps/RuzCc3WQt6g/s320/24551_1305224483482_1616635266_719209_6114723_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006361676461314" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">This is wad the inside of KLCC looks like...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdZ8AetQI/AAAAAAAAAps/RuzCc3WQt6g/s1600-h/24551_1305224483482_1616635266_719209_6114723_n.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdZvPctBI/AAAAAAAAApk/TlKnN4xHatA/s1600-h/24551_1305224803490_1616635266_719216_1996127_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdZvPctBI/AAAAAAAAApk/TlKnN4xHatA/s320/24551_1305224803490_1616635266_719216_1996127_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006358249583634" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdZvPctBI/AAAAAAAAApk/TlKnN4xHatA/s1600-h/24551_1305224803490_1616635266_719216_1996127_n.jpg"></a><div style="text-align: center;">This is wad the top of a Coffee Bean ice blended looks like...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdZBz9rpI/AAAAAAAAApc/HvBsH82vYfk/s1600-h/24551_1305225043496_1616635266_719222_5936237_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdZBz9rpI/AAAAAAAAApc/HvBsH82vYfk/s320/24551_1305225043496_1616635266_719222_5936237_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006346054708882" /></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdZBz9rpI/AAAAAAAAApc/HvBsH82vYfk/s1600-h/24551_1305225043496_1616635266_719222_5936237_n.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdY7wZRbI/AAAAAAAAApU/xiAxE4woobI/s1600-h/24551_1305225083497_1616635266_719223_365789_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdY7wZRbI/AAAAAAAAApU/xiAxE4woobI/s320/24551_1305225083497_1616635266_719223_365789_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006344429127090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdORemMEI/AAAAAAAAApM/EDQB9DPB1I4/s1600-h/24551_1305225163499_1616635266_719225_320027_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdORemMEI/AAAAAAAAApM/EDQB9DPB1I4/s320/24551_1305225163499_1616635266_719225_320027_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006161281495106" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdOBxZYhI/AAAAAAAAApE/ERg0URc5QvU/s1600-h/24551_1305225323503_1616635266_719229_6136144_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdOBxZYhI/AAAAAAAAApE/ERg0URc5QvU/s320/24551_1305225323503_1616635266_719229_6136144_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006157065380370" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdOBxZYhI/AAAAAAAAApE/ERg0URc5QvU/s1600-h/24551_1305225323503_1616635266_719229_6136144_n.jpg"></a>Before dinner we went out for a break and saw this model of the F1 car by the petronas team...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdN55a1CI/AAAAAAAAAo8/JC4bpzT7XSg/s1600-h/24551_1305225723513_1616635266_719239_8339547_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdN55a1CI/AAAAAAAAAo8/JC4bpzT7XSg/s320/24551_1305225723513_1616635266_719239_8339547_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006154951545890" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">There was also an autograph book where we could sign and leave our well wishes...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope it gets showcased... </div></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdN55a1CI/AAAAAAAAAo8/JC4bpzT7XSg/s1600-h/24551_1305225723513_1616635266_719239_8339547_n.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdNWmsvHI/AAAAAAAAAo0/EazJo3OHLWw/s1600-h/24551_1305225763514_1616635266_719240_3756688_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdNWmsvHI/AAAAAAAAAo0/EazJo3OHLWw/s320/24551_1305225763514_1616635266_719240_3756688_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006145477786738" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdM00ddtI/AAAAAAAAAos/hptZVPWTj9E/s1600-h/24551_1305225803515_1616635266_719241_8117577_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdM00ddtI/AAAAAAAAAos/hptZVPWTj9E/s320/24551_1305225803515_1616635266_719241_8117577_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451006136408700626" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">This is wad the exterior of KLCC looks like... The fountain area...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XdM00ddtI/AAAAAAAAAos/hptZVPWTj9E/s1600-h/24551_1305225803515_1616635266_719241_8117577_n.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6Xc5RaDFvI/AAAAAAAAAok/xYhivPREHVM/s1600-h/24551_1305225923518_1616635266_719244_1351217_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6Xc5RaDFvI/AAAAAAAAAok/xYhivPREHVM/s320/24551_1305225923518_1616635266_719244_1351217_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451005800485164786" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6Xc425_ktI/AAAAAAAAAoc/B4y0G0FxaWc/s1600-h/24551_1305225963519_1616635266_719245_3942466_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6Xc425_ktI/AAAAAAAAAoc/B4y0G0FxaWc/s320/24551_1305225963519_1616635266_719245_3942466_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451005793371394770" /></a><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XcnPPVKSI/AAAAAAAAAoU/1xEJNUCbA-E/s1600-h/24551_1305226563534_1616635266_719260_5084854_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XcnPPVKSI/AAAAAAAAAoU/1xEJNUCbA-E/s320/24551_1305226563534_1616635266_719260_5084854_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451005490665695522" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6Xcm-E6-eI/AAAAAAAAAoM/rjWQ5NC_Ols/s1600-h/24551_1305246764039_1616635266_719279_7439293_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6Xcm-E6-eI/AAAAAAAAAoM/rjWQ5NC_Ols/s320/24551_1305246764039_1616635266_719279_7439293_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451005486058633698" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">After KLCC, we went back to hotel where we circled Petaling street once more and went for lan again....<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then we went back to hotel and played cards till 5am...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then we all missed breakfast!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Shit!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At 12, Syam and i went to lan shop to check our results...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I failed one module! Shucks...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I worked hard for digital electronics!</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i had actually anticipated it since i didnt quite score for the assignments and tutorials parts...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then after checking out, we left for 2 more hours of lan before leaving for the airport...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Kl trip was coming to an end!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6Xcm-E6-eI/AAAAAAAAAoM/rjWQ5NC_Ols/s1600-h/24551_1305246764039_1616635266_719279_7439293_n.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XcmnlszRI/AAAAAAAAAoE/KKA_JXHsvx0/s1600-h/24551_1305260884392_1616635266_719308_7703163_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XcmnlszRI/AAAAAAAAAoE/KKA_JXHsvx0/s320/24551_1305260884392_1616635266_719308_7703163_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451005480022101266" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The sad and long walk to the departure gate...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The flight back was a breeze...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XcmKfxNiI/AAAAAAAAAn8/mK60oLrjBXg/s1600-h/24551_1305261244401_1616635266_719317_214783_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6XcmKfxNiI/AAAAAAAAAn8/mK60oLrjBXg/s320/24551_1305261244401_1616635266_719317_214783_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451005472212596258" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This was at Changi Airport... Last few sets of photos before leaving for home!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6Xcl-O4M6I/AAAAAAAAAn0/uemECnYH5w8/s1600-h/24551_1305261324403_1616635266_719319_2125997_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S6Xcl-O4M6I/AAAAAAAAAn0/uemECnYH5w8/s320/24551_1305261324403_1616635266_719319_2125997_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451005468920525730" /></a>I look like rockstar right? Haha...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... So yesterday was sort of match with Tembok FC...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The real match was cancelled and i came for the practice match at 5 at some crappy field...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then mom called me and asked if i wanted to follow her to Johor today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i did and mummy got me Vans cleats and Jazz cleats...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Got back to Singapore at 3pm...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And now awaiting time to turn to 6pm where its Simpang time!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... Okay... This post is too long...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Next stop, Amsterdam....</div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-6882586417935817905?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-79891473480927988742010-03-16T07:07:00.002+08:002010-03-16T07:14:07.120+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Short and quick post now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have reli been busy and tired these past few days...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Soccer to getting my passport done to work...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So its 7am now... Im getting ready to leave to go collect my passport...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And then head to Resorts World Sentosa for job...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then tmr morning, i will be leaving for Kuala Lumpur by plane at 7.40am...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i would to apologize for the unreplied msgs or unanswered calls...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have reli been busy and tired that i sleep late and have to wake up early...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, this might be my last post before i leave for Kl...</div><div style="text-align: center;">For those in Singapore, enjoy yourselves...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dont miss me too much...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will be back on Friday at 8.50pm by plane...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So see you guys when i get back...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im gonna miss the company of some though...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-7989147348092798874?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-88074985053603554742010-03-12T08:29:00.004+08:002010-03-12T08:41:48.133+08:00<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Maja Ivarsson! Date me please!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S5mLcY77fMI/AAAAAAAAAns/a1_z2ZSpPfI/s1600-h/CroppedMajaIvarsson.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S5mLcY77fMI/AAAAAAAAAns/a1_z2ZSpPfI/s320/CroppedMajaIvarsson.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447538544127737026" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She is one badass cutie!</div><div style="text-align: center;">She sings reli well live too!</div><div style="text-align: center;">For those who dont know who she is...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She is the lead singer from the band The Sounds...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">They are a new wave band...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And they are awesome!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Check em out...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... I got nothing much to say this dull morning...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">New song coming in...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Song With A Mission By The Sounds...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She so hot!!!</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-8807498505360355474?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-16562659734500583992010-03-07T11:01:00.001+08:002010-03-07T11:02:51.879+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have not been updating this blog for a while now...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have been thinking too much lately...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Somehow, i lose my mood easily nowadays...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh crap... No one reads this blog anymore...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-1656265973450058399?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-68544102609670943802010-02-20T20:36:00.004+08:002010-02-20T20:39:41.370+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The Teen Titans Are Back...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div> <object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xMbfjoRfKY4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xMbfjoRfKY4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The new Music Video for Contradiction by Screw Looose...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Awesome wireless system...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-6854410260967094380?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-46325045775507627922010-02-17T00:24:00.003+08:002010-02-17T00:35:05.462+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">For starters...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Welcome back Mummy, Panda...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hope you guys had a fun trip...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And for making it back safely...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... So, the people who were here in Singapore didnt have such a great New Year break...</div><div style="text-align: center;">For starters, my neighbour's daughter who is 4 months old passed away on Saturday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cause it still unknown...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then my indirect grandfather passed away too...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Of natural causes...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So... This is how my life has been during this long break...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Friday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Celebrated Syam's 20th birthday at East Coast Park...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Luckily my lasagne tasted good...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then went back at 12... And went out again...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hung out with Xp at East Coast till 4am before knocking out....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Saturday was home till evening...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then found out my neighbour's lost and went for the funeral till late...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, my Saturday was lost...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Went back and watched tv and slept at 3...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sunday morning, was awoken by the sad passing of my indirect grandfather...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, went over to relative's house for funeral...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So spent a whole day there...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then the long awaited and anticipated Red Bull night got cancelled cause Tariq had to go Melake the next day...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then after funeral, went Tampines and meet the clique and hung out till 12...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Reached home at tved till 3 am slept...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Monday was all home...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then Panda got back... Mummy got back...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Didnt reli do much on Monday...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tuesday... Accompanied my mom over to my relative's house...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She wanted to give her condolences...</div><div style="text-align: center;">After that, went Parkway for groceries...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then mum felt a good mood and i got a new phone...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing much... Nokia 5800 Express Music phone...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Still learning how to type on it... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then went cycling with Tariq, Michael and Erfan at East Coast...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its a wonder how we always end up talking about the most randomess things...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And KL trip is so on!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Tmr going to school... Del studies by teacher Saran... Gymming...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then rot at home...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Its 12.30am now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I lazy blabber so much on this post...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Goodnight...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-4632504577550762792?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-58043696287206367352010-02-12T06:38:00.004+08:002010-02-12T06:57:11.844+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So im up early on this dull Friday morning...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its 6.30 am right now and i woke up to see my family off...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mom has left for work....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Brother has left for work...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Niece will be staying over at a relative's place...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, a few good people i know will be going somewhere for this weekend...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My mom will be leaving for Terengganu this evening...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Will be back on Monday night...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Niece will be staying over at relative's place till my mom gets back....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My good friend, the panda will be leaving for Malaysia tonight as well...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My brother is there... But kinda not around... I just don get it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, at first, i thought how awesome it would be to be free for 4 days...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But what could shape up is a boring weekend...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I guess i be rotting at home doing nothing...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, unless people call me out i be finding something to kill the time...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Exams are in 2 weeks...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i kinda already am doing well for my modules...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Except for digital electronics...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But kinda getting that handled...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So no worries and hopefully i do better than i did last semester...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">No classes today... But will be getting tutoring from Saran later at 10 and gym with Hakim at 12... Then it solat Jumaat and off back home where i have a huge huge lasagne to make...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Syam's bird day celebration is today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Since the dude loves lasagne, i have been asked a kind request to make it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then i be sending mom off and back to East Coast Park for the party...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Belated Birthday Syam...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Enough said...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, im not going to ask you for souvenirs...</div><div style="text-align: center;">All i ask is that everyone leaving have a safe and pleasant trip, to and fro...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And most importantly, enjoy it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And that includes you, Panda...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Very soon, it will be my turn...</div><div style="text-align: center;">A week away in Kl with the clique...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-5804369628720636735?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-55583661316505343692010-02-10T00:35:00.002+08:002010-02-10T00:51:38.985+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I reli got bored at home...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Luckily, Kai called me down to Al Falah Mosque...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Some silat photo session was going on...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Rang Zaf and he was going...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, Zaf and i ended up being the models for the photo session...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, after thinking hard for the silat moves and poses, the stupid DLSR died...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Only managed to get some draft pictures...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Will upload them when i get them...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, it was around 7.30pm when i reached... </div><div style="text-align: center;">After prayers, i saw Abang Din...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... So he is amusing...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean his over 40 and not married...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He takes care of his mom and has a very good and stable job...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He visits the mosque everyday and spends his time there...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He is a joker... Always the happy, goofy and funny type...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Never once have i ever seen him angry before...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i sat and chatted with him for a while...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And he joked about his love life...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He told me about the previous love experiences he had...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then he asked me if i was searching for one or already had one..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">He knew of my desire against getting married...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He told me in a very funny way to not end up like him...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean, despite him being such a goof, the guy had a point...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... So let me break it down...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have this strong desire to not get married...</div><div style="text-align: center;">After all the failed relationships i had, i developed this mindset...</div><div style="text-align: center;">"You are better off alone..."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At times, i kinda sucks not having someone special near you...</div><div style="text-align: center;">On the other hand, im turning 18, living of my mom and do i reli believe i understand love??</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thats crap...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i mean... I don want to end up like Abang Din...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy but at the same time, filled with so many regrets... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I guess that now is not the time to think about all this??</div><div style="text-align: center;">All i need now, are good family members, good friends and good education...</div><div style="text-align: center;">If fate would have me cross paths with love, so be it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But im not going to go haywire or hoo haa for it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thats it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-5558366131650534369?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-36917508994411756112010-02-08T20:10:00.004+08:002010-02-08T20:22:17.080+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Okay... </div> <div style="text-align: center;">Recent stuffsthat passed...</div> <div style="text-align: center;">Hafiz 21st Suprsie Birthday Party at Esplanade...</div> <div style="text-align: center;">Nike Challenge...</div> <div style="text-align: center;">Saran's 18th Suprise Birthday at Marina Barrage...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Not reli talking about it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Heres the hard part...</div><div style="text-align: center;">When you are student living in the east, travelling to a campus located in the west...</div><div style="text-align: center;">You kinda have many many experiences on public transports to school...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So today, i had no classes...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i went to school to gym with Hakim and Vijay...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On the way back at 7pm, the train was fairly crowded...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Luckily, i got a seat just next to the priority seat...</div><div style="text-align: center;">At City Hall, this middle aged lady boarded...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I noticed her tummy was fairly bulging out...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I looked beside me and the chinese dude didnt even bother giving up his seat...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And i hate this situations cause they get me paranoid like shit!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean, i dont mind giving up my seat...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i had a debate going on in my mind!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean wad if she wasnt even pregnant?!?! </div><div style="text-align: center;">Just... You know, fat?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then that would just be rude and i would feel so dumb...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So i had this debate going on which lasted till Bugis...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then i just got up and gave her my seat anyways...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Luckily, she said thanks and my assumption was right...</div><div style="text-align: center;">PHEW...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Thats it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I know you are reading this... Haha...</div> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3691750899441175611?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-19986348076190944212010-02-05T12:38:00.003+08:002010-02-05T12:42:36.281+08:00<div align="center">Semester's end approaches, marking the start of the second year of poly life...</div><div align="center">This year marks the year i turn of legal age...</div><div align="center">License is underway and maybe a new chapter of life opens...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Oh no... Im starting to sound so poetic...</div><div align="center">Been a while since i updated...</div><div align="center">Nothing much has been going on...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Okay... Seriously, Tariq! Start planning KL trip!!</div><div align="center">Later last minute cock up again!</div><div align="center">Shahrul! Johor trip tak menjadi jadi ni??</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Lastly, i know you might read this... Haha..</div><div align="center">I made friends with a nice panda... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-1998634807619094421?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-66908351002844632462010-02-03T20:13:00.000+08:002010-02-03T20:14:37.767+08:00<div align="center">Fucking lazy to update...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-6690835100284463246?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-32155207584585245962010-01-31T23:18:00.002+08:002010-01-31T23:21:20.929+08:00<div align="center">Things im reli looking forward to...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">One day Johor outing with the clique...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Kl trip during March holidays with the clique...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">A fun filled day at Sentosa...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3215520758458524596?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-81005386798360915872010-01-12T21:38:00.004+08:002010-01-12T21:58:43.179+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i went to Shieng Shong supermarket at bedok with my mom today for groceries...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i was walking and there was this Naughty G sampling counter that was set up...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, apparently, advertising and sexuality are so close together now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">There was a girl behind the counter...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She seems foreign and ethnicity unknown...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She was in a tight pink top with a "NAUGHTY G" symbol at the back.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She was decent looking with decently large AHEMS... </div><div style="text-align: center;">And her AHEMS were more obvious with her tight top...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And her tight top was kinda thin, making the top translucent...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Which means her under garment could be seen...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So i saw stripes of excitement... If you get wad i mean...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i was there looking at stuffs on the racks...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And my mom was nearby somewhere else looking at other stuffs...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So she looked at me and offered me to try...</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Not try her... But try the drinks...)</div><div style="text-align: center;">I kindly said no...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But she was kinda persistant... </div><div style="text-align: center;">She said... "Dont worry... Its halal..."</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i said "Nah... Its okay..."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then my mom appeared and she stopped persuading me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i walked around the area looking for some stuffs...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I could clearly see some guys and men going over to try...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, my mind starting cracking jokes about it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Faizal! She reli wants you to try! Got horny goat weed inside! Make you horny!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Faizal! You wanna be horny when your mom around?!?! You mad arh?"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Faizal! Ask her to drink first! Then see whether the thing works?!?! Sekali she become horny!!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Faizal! She reli wants you to drink and try lah! She wants you to be horny!!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Faizal! Both of you drink! Then she can show you how NAUGHTY G(irl) she is!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So all this funny stuffs were going on in my mind...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I know its her job to promote the drink and try to be sexy and stuff...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I dont blame her...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i am clearly not making this shit up...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-8100538679836091587?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-73904637220274702832010-01-11T21:33:00.002+08:002010-01-11T21:40:59.851+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I am a Np student...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But Np open house was kinda fun...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Seeing all the buzz and school filled with so many people!</div><div style="text-align: center;">And finally i see more malay people!</div><div style="text-align: center;">How i wished it was always like that...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dont get me wrong...</div><div style="text-align: center;">NP is always fun...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But who wouldn mind more THINGS to look at...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Some friends came over...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, me being a very nice, kind, caring, compassionate, adorable, hot, cute, sexy, smart, cunning, wise, strong, fast friend...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Brought these lost people around the school for a short tour... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I only got one pic from that day...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But the owner of the camera is being so damn lazy to send it to me...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And in other news...</div><div style="text-align: center;">O level results today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tears of joy and tears of disappointment were shed today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, to those who did well, congrats...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I still don know who you are...</div><div style="text-align: center;">To those who did not do so well, cheer up...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i also don know who you are...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But to my twin sis...</div><div style="text-align: center;">In the famous words of the band, Force Vomit...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">DONT GIVE UP!</div><div style="text-align: center;">OH SISTA!</div><div style="text-align: center;">DONT GIVE UP!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-7390463722027470283?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-25875820017377172832010-01-09T15:38:00.003+08:002010-01-09T17:23:19.085+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I got sick of my dark and pale looking blog...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, tomatoeswillnotkillyou.blogspot.com is dead for now...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And </div><div style="text-align: center;">tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com is borned...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">New layout...</div><div style="text-align: center;">New design...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Got the inspiration from the Interstate music video...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Fyi...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I made this skin myself...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Not from the net...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-2587582001737717283?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-39748476313792064902010-01-09T11:53:00.000+08:002010-01-09T11:58:09.180+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sorry...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I havent been blogging for a while...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lots been happenning...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i just cant find peace to type em...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S0f-Hm00nQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/3o5dpnyTf8M/s1600-h/600px-TheAutomaticInterstate.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/S0f-Hm00nQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/3o5dpnyTf8M/s320/600px-TheAutomaticInterstate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424583682825690370" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Enjoy the new song... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Single called Interstate by The Automatic...</div><div style="text-align: center;">One of my favourite bands of all time...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Their new album Tear Signs Down...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Coming up in March...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3974847631379206490?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-4941464146362307262009-12-25T18:25:00.002+08:002009-12-25T18:27:39.378+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Sucks...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Kl trip was cancelled due to some planning mishap...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i spending my holidays like any other day...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE...</div><div style="text-align: center;">New Year soon?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thats reli fast...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-494146414636230726?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-41873310526912083152009-12-22T23:29:00.002+08:002009-12-22T23:32:44.611+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">Yesterday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Was cage day with mua friends...</div><div style="text-align: center;">First time i hosted cage play...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So kinda jakun to get 18 people in attendence...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Me</div><div style="text-align: center;">Zafrie</div><div style="text-align: center;">Budi</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tariq</div><div style="text-align: center;">Azhar</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hakim</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hafiz</div><div style="text-align: center;">Syafiq</div><div style="text-align: center;">Vijay</div><div style="text-align: center;">Khairul</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nas</div><div style="text-align: center;">Khairul's 2 friends</div><div style="text-align: center;">Syam</div><div style="text-align: center;">Syam's 3 friends</div><div style="text-align: center;">Zheng Hou</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then after cage, went parkway for pool and lepak before going home...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Today... Went for one day job at Changi Airport...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was some warehouse inventory thing...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank Hafiz BM for the lobang...</div><div style="text-align: center;">$7 an hour...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Worked for almost 10 hours...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Attendence:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Khairul</div><div style="text-align: center;">Vijay</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hafiz</div><div style="text-align: center;">Nas</div><div style="text-align: center;">Me</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, hooked up a total of $63 today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And here is the picture, Khairul so deperately wanted to take...</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SzDl4fniHtI/AAAAAAAAAmI/_2nTIVwtxIo/s1600-h/19735_102834089739688_100000392932054_71745_2557451_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SzDl4fniHtI/AAAAAAAAAmI/_2nTIVwtxIo/s320/19735_102834089739688_100000392932054_71745_2557451_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418083110449454802" /></a><div><div><div style="text-align: center;">(Making the band...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My calf got muscle lah... Buff man!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And this next post is to my long lost twin sister...</div><div style="text-align: center;">While waiting for the guys who were janji melayu at the airport today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got on my ipod touch and visted blogs...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haven been doing so in a while...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So i read my long lost twin sister's blog and found a post on me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was about the DSLR thingy...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i was shocked the she actually still posted something about me after so long...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I know i havent been a good twin bro...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Always got some shit to do whenever you need help with your o levels...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am reli sorry... Truly am...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i know you MIGHT read this and i wish you good luck for your o levels...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I know you will do well and i will see you in NP...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks and im sorry...</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-4187331052691208315?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-36056776227476116692009-12-18T16:24:00.003+08:002009-12-18T16:57:00.153+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Its been a while...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So here are some experiences of mine which happen quite recently...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">1. GYM</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I was doing free weights... So, this dude came in and saw his lean bodied friend...</div><div style="text-align: center;">They chatted for a while...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then this question came up...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">HOW DID YOU GET SO LEAN??</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i decided to listen in...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The lean dude replied...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">MASTURBATE ALOT LAH...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... I giggled to myself...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then the skinny dude went...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">IF THAT WAS TRUE... THEN ALL THE GUYS WOULD RELI BE LEAN...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I thought to myself... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Amd i started laughing to myself hard....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">2. FAG</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i was on the way to meet Azim and Zafrie at Tampines gym yesterday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was walking all fine and saw a group of people approaching from the opposite direction...</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I decided to give way and moved to the side of the walkway...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then some chinese plum dude on his bicycle cycled beside me and said this...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">NICE COCK...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i turned thinking he was on the phone or talking to someone else...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i soon realised there was no one else and he was holding no phone...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I looked down at my pants, thinking i didnt zip my pants or something...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I kept on walking before turning to see that fag again... </div><div style="text-align: center;">He was on the other end of the walkway...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He looked at me and smiled and clenched his fist, moving it up and down...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Which looks like the *lowjob movement...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was ficking stunned and messed up!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I started walking faster... Then i turned again and hat fag was cycling slowly towards me waving!!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I started jogging and luckily the traffic light was still on green and i ran for it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I reached the other side and that fag was still waving at me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But he didnt get to cross...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So i got reli pissed and waited behind the wall...</div><div style="text-align: center;">In case he decides to show up, i was gonna beat the crap out of him... </div><div style="text-align: center;">But lucky for him... He didnt show up... </div><div style="text-align: center;">So, apparently, i am so hot that even guys want me now...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">3. CRIES</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So on the way to the school gym today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was sitting down in the train...</div><div style="text-align: center;">2 malay girls decide to sit on the empty seats opposite of me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Both were kinda okay looking... But thats not the point...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So i was listening to my ipod and just doing my own shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then i looked at one of them and she had tears...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So i had to be kaypoh and paused my ipod...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I listened in and she was talking to her boyfriend and crying...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She was wiping her tears with her wrist and her friend didnt pass her any tissues...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And it was at Redhill station...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then the cheeky side of me said...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"FAIZAL... You got a packet of tissues... She is crying... You never know wad she might give you in return..."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes... It was an asshole's idea... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... But i pushed that thought away and figured...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> "Why not give it to her anyways... As an act of courtesy... It was kinda the right thing to do..." </div><div style="text-align: center;">But i thought again...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Nah... The people around me will just think im flirting..."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i sat there, she was still in tears and i was still debating with myself...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And it was at Buona Vista station...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don know wad happened but she started smiling again...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i stopped the debate...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Her tears were no more...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And the funny thing was that her tears rolling down her cheeks washed away her make up...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So i could see lines of unmaked up skin against maked up skin...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And it was funny... I wanted to laugh...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i wasnt an asshole...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... End of story session...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3605677622747611669?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-83479588830481823492009-12-07T20:07:00.002+08:002009-12-07T20:17:23.620+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yesterday was...</div><div style="text-align: center;">FIRE IN THE HOLE</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">AT</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">THE BLACK HOLE...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Its a gig!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, Screw Looose was playing there yesterday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Me, as a good friend, came to support Tariq, Danish, Shaun and Joseph...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The only band playing that there was moshing!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I swear! Their gig yesterday was awesome!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Contradiction... Juno and Dammit!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Many things i am reli excited about now...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Firstly... Common tests!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im gonna score that shit!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Secondly... Trip to Kl with the clique!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its so gonna be awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tariq...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Syam...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Zafrie...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Micheal...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And many more!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Next... I want my Creatine Monohydrate and Glutamine supplements!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Next... I want my Canon EOS 500D SLR camera!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then my mom gonna enrol me in some photography course...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tariq also wanna jiwe!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then we can be part time photographers!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Thats it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-8347958883048182349?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-35811045721085976932009-12-04T10:31:00.012+08:002009-12-04T12:57:07.625+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Been a while since i updated... Been reli busy lately...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Been at the gym everyday on weekdays...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And rotting at home on weekends...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, Hari Raya Haji just passed and i was involved in the Al Falah Mosque korban...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So the picture of the sheeps...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh6wEvDo7I/AAAAAAAAAlw/BovYA4zi1Jk/s320/15932_188160993679_728553679_2839935_4159091_n.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_5411209918609073074" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Those who cant sleep, can come here and count sheep...)</div><div><div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh2pZGvp6I/AAAAAAAAAlg/whn1u7egsvQ/s320/16370_185174278154_661723154_3032307_1624444_n.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_5411205405771540386" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Zafrie, Asyraf and me...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then it was Vijay's sister 21st birthday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The party was held at The Grassroots Club...</div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh2gBwzmqI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0Mxugx6Ga6E/s320/16370_185168798154_661723154_3032281_512657_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411205244886686370" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(The poly friends...)</div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh7JtCrwtI/AAAAAAAAAl4/BqWfuyYO1GE/s320/16370_185168808154_661723154_3032283_7848955_n.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411210358925542098" /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">(The 3 Bujang Lapoks...)</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh2ftn6GtI/AAAAAAAAAlI/-djVRqWNIQw/s1600-h/16370_185171493154_661723154_3032301_3203881_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh2ftn6GtI/AAAAAAAAAlI/-djVRqWNIQw/s320/16370_185171493154_661723154_3032301_3203881_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411205239480654546" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(And this how you will look like if you get analed...)</div></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh2TOH1R-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/1N_5NkcyKCw/s1600-h/16370_185168793154_661723154_3032280_1330944_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh2TOH1R-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/1N_5NkcyKCw/s320/16370_185168793154_661723154_3032280_1330944_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411205024866191330" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Various shots i took that day...)</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh2S9CYBXI/AAAAAAAAAk4/lkC6DXCEq4M/s1600-h/16370_185171483154_661723154_3032299_7319237_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh2S9CYBXI/AAAAAAAAAk4/lkC6DXCEq4M/s320/16370_185171483154_661723154_3032299_7319237_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411205020279899506" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Another shot i took...)</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh2Shj4dRI/AAAAAAAAAkw/608fc9HCJ54/s1600-h/16370_185171488154_661723154_3032300_4989812_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh2Shj4dRI/AAAAAAAAAkw/608fc9HCJ54/s320/16370_185171488154_661723154_3032300_4989812_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411205012904244498" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Another shot...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, yesterday, only some may know that Starbucks were giving away free drinks for charity...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks to the kind info by Farahin, we got to lepak at Kallang Leisure Park...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Attendence was...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Zafrie Aka Mat Rape...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Farahin Aka Hantu Lion...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Her sister Farhana Aka Pontianak...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Alicia Aka Bloody Mary</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tariq Aka Beefy</div><div style="text-align: center;">Me Aka Mr Buff</div><div style="text-align: center;">And Syam who has no nickname cause he left earlier...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh2GM8196I/AAAAAAAAAkY/jNbCLYNdTCs/s1600-h/starbucks1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sxh2GM8196I/AAAAAAAAAkY/jNbCLYNdTCs/s320/starbucks1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411204801213364130" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(Starbucks...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, we chilled at Starbucks till the free drink giveaway was over...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And then went to Parkway for dinner...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And we talked and talked and talked and talked...</div><div style="text-align: center;">From sex topics to ghosts to gossips...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But it was awesomely fun...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i guess im done...</div><div style="text-align: center;">No classes for me today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And going school gym later...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And Asyraf!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Aku dah update lah!!!! </div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha...</div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3581104572108597693?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-82115994781124632352009-11-25T23:29:00.002+08:002009-11-25T23:32:23.566+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Cant say my body dah maut!</div><div style="text-align: center;">But on the way there!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Im impressed with what i got!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Enough...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am so freaking self obssesed now...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And im gonna be Kambing Man tmr...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think overnight tmr...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So if you see a hot guy at Bugis area who smells like kambing...</div><div style="text-align: center;">That might be me!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-8211599478112463235?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-25489831859200235792009-11-15T14:06:00.001+08:002009-11-15T14:06:54.202+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Anybody wanna gym today??? Contact me...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-2548983185920023579?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-38709281275371802362009-11-13T09:43:00.007+08:002009-11-13T09:53:24.255+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I was nervous...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So anxious that i didnt feel my heart beating...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I stepped on that platform and looked down...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Not knowing wad will show up on that small screen...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I pressed that green button and waited a few seconds...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">THEN...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">BAM!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center; ">55.5kg...</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Haha... I expected and was hoping my weight to be 56kg...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">I lost about 4.4kg of body fats in a week and a half....</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Thats damn rapid!</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">But im also gaining muscle...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">And Azhar also wants to buy mass gainer...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">He wants to be as hot as me....</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">AHAHAHAHAH!!!</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3870928127537180236?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-18417377473893233892009-11-11T16:37:00.002+08:002009-11-11T16:48:23.411+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... I got a few friends and blog readers asking me why i wanna be more skinny...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i will break it down for you guys here...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I AM NOT TRYING TO BE SKINNY!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Firstly, there is a difference between burning fat and losing weight...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Losing weight means becoming all skin and bones like a kental...</div><div style="text-align: center;">You lose fats and muscle like a kental...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Burning fat means getting rid of the fats in your body....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lowering the percentage of body fats in the body...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What i am doing now...</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I am burning fats and the same gain muscle and mass... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Which therefore will increase my overall body shape and mass...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I was 59.8 kg a week ago... And i now i am 56.4 kg...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I lost about 3.4 kg which is kinda fast...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But do understand that this amount is actually the amount of fats i lost...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I didnt become skinnier as my body shape is still the same...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">YA DIG???</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Miss Yanie Mysterious... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I am not trying to be skinny although i already am...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-1841737747389323389?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-69719490839780009052009-11-11T11:07:00.001+08:002009-11-11T11:10:00.332+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">LUCAS IS MAKING ME FLIRT WITH HIS SISTER!!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-6971949083978000905?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-15263071506395190452009-11-10T22:24:00.002+08:002009-11-10T22:28:28.744+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay.. Went Mustafa Centre with mummy yesterday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cool and awesome day...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She bought me a new blender to make my carbo-protein smoothies...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bought me new wax, new personal toiletries...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bought me a mass gainer... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Philips blender costs about $53...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My stuff costs about $35...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mass gainer costs $85... (Had to pay $40 using my money...)</div><div style="text-align: center;">So she spent about $130 on me yesterday...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cool shit... Awesome and thank you...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-1526307150639519045?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-62524857540767206892009-11-09T12:24:00.001+08:002009-11-09T12:25:15.831+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I lost 3kg in 3 days!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... </div><div style="text-align: center;">And you should see my nutrition plan...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">AWESOME!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And im getting Whey Protein Powder later...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-6252485754076720689?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-64036137295300861392009-11-06T14:50:00.002+08:002009-11-06T14:52:10.688+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In Compro now... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Im bored...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I lost 1.8kg from yesterday gym session...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, 3 more kg to ideal weight...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Short update...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Gyming again in one hour...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-6403613729530086139?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-37509046741619222572009-11-03T10:28:00.002+08:002009-11-03T10:30:43.451+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In Fucking boring Eltech Class now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The teacher seriously is coo coo head...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He is giving answers for the damn web tutorial??</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Gonna hit the gym after school later...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And then whack rounds on the school track...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then, i will be the most sexiest guy you see in school...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... Dream On Lah...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3750904674161922257?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-11463635287695994552009-11-02T00:33:00.002+08:002009-11-02T01:00:40.355+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It was 12 am and i was on my laptop without anything to do...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i opened my videos folder and saw my silat fights from 4th Inter Grasio...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I watched them...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And shit man... After watching them, i reli feel like i need to get these off my chest...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I remembered joining silat in sec 1...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Abang Asad saw something in me... I just didnt know wad...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He focused on me alot more during training...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In Sec 2, he stayed back reli late and devoted alot of his time to teaching me tunggal...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He gave me the equipment for free...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He made several payments for me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then he motivated me into joining the Nationals...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He was even going to pay for it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I didnt last long in the nationals... (I had my reasons... Though they were kinda stupid...)</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i left after a short while...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Abang Asad told me to continue on, ignoring wadeva reasons i had...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i didnt... And i let him down...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I sucked badly at the 3rd Inter Grasio...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Letting him down again...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In Sec 3, he wanted me to be an assistant instructor...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He even wanted to pay for me to attend the instructor course...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I took the role for a short while before letting him down again...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In Sec 4, shit started happening in Marine Parade Cc...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Certain people where training there...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i joined in the fun...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Abang Asad ignored these incidences...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">After Ndp, the biggest shit happened...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The 3 strikes in a row police case thing...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He found out i was smoking and the other shit i did...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was the last straw for him and i got kicked out...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Again, letting him down big time...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I had no other centre to train at...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i was kinda merempat...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then Abang Ayul got me back into Marine Parade...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Abang Asad still saw something in me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He talked to me once in a while about joining the nationals again...</div><div style="text-align: center;">That if i went the correct way, i might go far...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I said i'd consider... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I didnt suck that badly during the 4th Inter Grasio...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i was kinda distracted by other stuffs during my semis fight...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Letting him down again...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Since then, i havent been attending classes at Marine Parade...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I just cant see myself training silat anymore...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh damn... I feel like a huge asshole... </div><div style="text-align: center;">How could i ever let someone down so repeatedly...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But he still was so persistant...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I deserved to be humiliated by him for the shit i have done...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I never really thought of it till now...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I wouldnt know how different my life would be if i had stayed on nationals or be an instructor or didnt start doing shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i definately know that my silat instructor has made an impact on my life... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Sorry and thank you...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I am guessing Abang Asad wont be reading this...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i hope somehow he gets that i am an sorry and remorseful...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hopefully, i will be able to make it up to him and not let him down...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh shit... I feel so emo now...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-1146363528769599455?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-23951857075806324602009-10-29T15:49:00.001+08:002009-10-29T15:50:33.077+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I am reli starting to hate tagged right now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its a little useless?</div><div style="text-align: center;">But don know why i am still not deleting it yet...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-2395185707580632460?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-28035622166953863982009-10-26T20:07:00.005+08:002009-10-26T20:31:41.745+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Sports and wellness today was fine...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fine in many ways... Haha...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Err... Okay... Thats not the point...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... This is Alex Pennie...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The former keyboardist from The Automatic...</div><div style="text-align: center;">He left because he felt he was unappreciated in the band...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I love his high pitched backing vocals...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I love his spasm like grooving...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But now he is gone...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And not as popular with his new Decimals band...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SuWRKsN1d3I/AAAAAAAAAkI/NkPK0GS05Lw/s320/215345001_2fde617519.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396879341327316850" /><div style="text-align: center;">On the other hand...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Panic! At The Disco has reinstated the ! in their name...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But Ryan Ross and Jon Walker left the band!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... They had some disagreement with the style of music the band should pursue...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And they are starting a new band "The Young Veins"...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Which is absolutely dumb... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SuWRS12MMbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/N2zCtgi--f0/s1600-h/brendon-urie-spencer-smith--large-msg-125018543711.jpg"></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SuWRS12MMbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/N2zCtgi--f0/s1600-h/brendon-urie-spencer-smith--large-msg-125018543711.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SuWRS12MMbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/N2zCtgi--f0/s320/brendon-urie-spencer-smith--large-msg-125018543711.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396879481351451058" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">So, its left with this two...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Brendon Urie and Spencer Smith...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But their tours will continue...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And they will be receiving help from blink 182 bassist and other musicians...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And today... I wasted one huge shot!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I met Joseph on the way to school at Clementi Mrt...</div><div style="text-align: center;">On the bus, he told me this AWESOME... Okay... Nvm...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But WASTED LIKE FUCK!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-2803562216695386398?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-6612421952561161772009-10-24T20:38:00.002+08:002009-10-24T20:43:09.371+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Its update time...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I reli got too much going on this week...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i reli am quite lazy to update them all...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">School has been awesome so far...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The good thing about jumping classes is you get to meet many many many people...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And so far, i have made many many many new friends...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wad can i say...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im a sociable guy...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And so far, all the classes i have been in are awesome!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its just so happening...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The lazyness to update has set in... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Besides, i forgot what to update on...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Later...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-661242195256116177?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-20120815462660167982009-10-18T21:06:00.003+08:002009-10-18T21:23:22.506+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I swear the next post is gonna be emo...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, it comes the time where a happy go lucky guy has to deal with shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Im screwed inside out...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean i reli cant wait to get out on my own...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Get a house, make it awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Get a car, attract the chicks...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Get a life, leave my family and live on my own...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Get a job, enjoy all i want...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">No family, no dumbass brothers, no dumbass niece and no annoying moms...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Luckily i already got no jackass dad...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And i hate it when people ask, "ARE YOU OKAY??"...</div><div style="text-align: center;">No offence my friends but wad were you thinking when you ask that?</div><div style="text-align: center;">How are you actually gonna help me??</div><div style="text-align: center;">Give me a million dollars so i can get a new life?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Kill everyone i hate?</div><div style="text-align: center;">(If you could do that, start with my brother... Beat him till he is sore...)</div><div style="text-align: center;">No offence again, but other than rendering a few words of advice, there is nothing else that can be done is there?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Now i am just showing you guys wad a dumbass and lousy friend i am...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im sorry but im in crisis and i might say shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But seriously, im losing faith and hope in family, in friends, in school...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Maybe i am saying this cause i just went through shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean as human, we enjoy during the fun parts and grumble during the bad parts...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So i shall see how my life will turn out...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And school starts tmr...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Honestly, i have no idea how it is gonna turn out to be...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And i gotta get up at 5.30 tmr... Classes at 8...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-2012081546266016798?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-2093605829725928502009-10-16T14:14:00.003+08:002009-10-16T14:20:59.906+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So when i was heading to Bugis Junction...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was listening to my ipod touch...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then someone tapped my back outside topman...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was this chinese woman, middle aged...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was like ERR?? YEAH???</div><div style="text-align: center;">She said she was from some CREATETALENTS company...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She handed me a company card...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And told me that she was scouting for guys to be models...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She said she saw me and i had potential and that i qualify...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She asked for mua name, mua number and mua age...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I gave and walked away...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So the people around there were like looking at me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Girls and guys...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In my heart, i went....</div><div style="text-align: center;">"HAH! IN YOUR FACE UGLINGS!"</div><div style="text-align: center;">"I GET TO BE A MODEL! YOU DONT!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay.. Shit... Im becoming too vain...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-209360582972592850?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-22864697757758909552009-10-14T19:49:00.003+08:002009-10-14T19:59:16.763+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Im getting frustrated at the very weak fabrics of life around me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">17 years alive and i can say that i am gonna be shit bored the rest of my life...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The past few days were a bitch...</div><div style="text-align: center;">A huge waste...</div><div style="text-align: center;">School is gonna be opened soon...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Guess it just gonna be restless same old days...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Fuck the niece...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fuck the bro...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh ya... Happy Birthday Mom...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And i realised this...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The less you give a damn about something, the better off you are... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-2286469775775890955?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-49544540072673016772009-10-11T00:35:00.003+08:002009-10-11T00:43:33.020+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On Friday went jalan raya with ex sec peeps...</div><div style="text-align: center;">COCK UP sia...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center; ">I got to mess around with my old buddies...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Fareez, Nufail, Reza, Shahrul, Audi, Ashraf, Iqbal...</div><div style="text-align: center; ">And the anak anak dara! FOOOOOH!</div><div style="text-align: center; ">Nak siap je.. ADUH! 2 JAM!!!!</div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... Ape ape pun jadilah kan...</div><div style="text-align: center;">After that, chilled at Geylang East a while...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thought of playing takraw till 2am...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But dalam baju kurung!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">So terpakse lah pulang ke rumah...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And oh shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don know wad else to update about...</div><div style="text-align: center;">HAHA! BREADCRUMBS MOFOS!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh ya... Anyone going Club Se7en Bipolar this coming Friday??</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tell me!! Im gonna change my wisdom teeth removal appointment!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-4954454007267301677?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-50411076775406719052009-10-06T00:25:00.003+08:002009-10-06T00:39:41.790+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah... So, i went missing for a few days...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Went for 3 day 3 nights stay in Kl with bro, niece, mom and myself...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Was an average trip... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I loved the freeflow shopping spree my mom gave me...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsoeWLvarUI/AAAAAAAAAj4/SQaDOoIFWks/s320/01102009(016).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389153270559845698" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Nice shot right?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsofmBou9GI/AAAAAAAAAkA/7PlldsLNZf0/s320/01102009(007).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389154642236994658" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Entrance To The Cocoa Boutique.. </div><div style="text-align: center;">The chocolates were awesome...</div><div><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsoeVfnPYkI/AAAAAAAAAjo/8w75s3roJz0/s1600-h/01102009(002).jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsoeVfnPYkI/AAAAAAAAAjo/8w75s3roJz0/s320/01102009(002).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389153258714391106" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Me And Mom At Berjaya Times Square... Boring Shit There...</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsoeUzxf_NI/AAAAAAAAAjg/5llV88vpKzg/s1600-h/01102009(015).jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsoeUzxf_NI/AAAAAAAAAjg/5llV88vpKzg/s320/01102009(015).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389153246946262226" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mom At The Twin Towers...</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsoeUcy6kDI/AAAAAAAAAjY/8QpLWosmuUo/s1600-h/01102009(025).jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsoeUcy6kDI/AAAAAAAAAjY/8QpLWosmuUo/s320/01102009(025).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389153240778182706" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nice shot right?? I took it!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Holidays and raya have been a bore...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have been doing alot of stuffs alone lately...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thats wad i enjoy doing...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cleaning the whole house...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Chores, window shopping, movie mararthons...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">As usual, im not a holic for collecting duit raya...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have only been to 5 houses...</div><div style="text-align: center;">3 of which i was forced to...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, all the duit raya i got, i spent it on people who actually deserve it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My family...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Brought them for a seafood dinner at a restaurant...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Besides, im still loaded from my pay from work...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah... I still have!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Err.. Thats it... Quick update...</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-5041107677540671905?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-36769730413221165332009-10-06T00:12:00.006+08:002009-10-06T00:24:55.105+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... These are pics from my Sec 4 class chalet...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its about a month ago... Pics were delivered late...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsodsLbYb-I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5vsSvfylTTY/s320/6919_138064188154_661723154_2657597_2358968_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389152548921307106" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This was taken when we tried getting the rock image going...</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsocDp_7eQI/AAAAAAAAAjI/_dAVmaDEoVA/s1600-h/6919_138062048154_661723154_2657582_3098606_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsocDp_7eQI/AAAAAAAAAjI/_dAVmaDEoVA/s320/6919_138062048154_661723154_2657582_3098606_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389150753241397506" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;">With my good friend Peyton...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsocDFcb7cI/AAAAAAAAAjA/8Oan0vLm1ao/s1600-h/6919_138062053154_661723154_2657583_2980391_n.jpg"></a></div><div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsocDFcb7cI/AAAAAAAAAjA/8Oan0vLm1ao/s1600-h/6919_138062053154_661723154_2657583_2980391_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsocDFcb7cI/AAAAAAAAAjA/8Oan0vLm1ao/s320/6919_138062053154_661723154_2657583_2980391_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389150743428853186" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Friends for 5 years... And we used to hate each other...</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsocCkUnJmI/AAAAAAAAAi4/rEh_1ggPjc4/s1600-h/6919_138062058154_661723154_2657584_2026097_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsocCkUnJmI/AAAAAAAAAi4/rEh_1ggPjc4/s320/6919_138062058154_661723154_2657584_2026097_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389150734537664098" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Joseph... Another good friend...</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsocCYIgC1I/AAAAAAAAAiw/LSuLac5nARc/s1600-h/6919_138062063154_661723154_2657585_3600996_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsocCYIgC1I/AAAAAAAAAiw/LSuLac5nARc/s320/6919_138062063154_661723154_2657585_3600996_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389150731265641298" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">He is usual with his crazy looking smile...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsobvAWMcJI/AAAAAAAAAio/OaPYTee8Jkk/s1600-h/6919_138062108154_661723154_2657592_4507049_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsobvAWMcJI/AAAAAAAAAio/OaPYTee8Jkk/s320/6919_138062108154_661723154_2657592_4507049_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389150398463111314" /></a></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsobuuOr4cI/AAAAAAAAAig/jOFi9ECfj7I/s1600-h/6919_138062098154_661723154_2657591_1475698_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsobuuOr4cI/AAAAAAAAAig/jOFi9ECfj7I/s320/6919_138062098154_661723154_2657591_1475698_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389150393599779266" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsobuPDV9DI/AAAAAAAAAiY/XSVgYk-Iqlg/s1600-h/6919_138062093154_661723154_2657590_2715091_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsobuPDV9DI/AAAAAAAAAiY/XSVgYk-Iqlg/s320/6919_138062093154_661723154_2657590_2715091_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389150385230705714" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsobtawzjvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/C7zlpxT6fSQ/s1600-h/6919_138062033154_661723154_2657579_4276335_n.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SsobtawzjvI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/C7zlpxT6fSQ/s320/6919_138062033154_661723154_2657579_4276335_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389150371194310386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Rachel and i have similar poses...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Ssobsw89mMI/AAAAAAAAAiI/52MowfHmFXQ/s1600-h/6919_138062038154_661723154_2657580_4975318_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Ssobsw89mMI/AAAAAAAAAiI/52MowfHmFXQ/s320/6919_138062038154_661723154_2657580_4975318_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389150359971010754" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Its all good! Thanks guys for lovely 4 years in secondary... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Though i got wasted at the chalet...</div><div style="text-align: center;">We had fun... I hoped you guys had fun...</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3676973041322116533?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-25501230316829174232009-09-28T04:47:00.007+08:002009-09-28T13:47:42.325+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Seriously long post up...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, im not gonna bore you with my daily life...</div><div style="text-align: center;">F.y.i, its awesome time with family...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, before i begin...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I just wanna let you guys know how sad, heartbroken and jealous i am...</div><div style="text-align: center;">That girl did something so heartwrecking behind my back...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is the evidence... Thats my darling Katy Perry!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sr_SzT2EIVI/AAAAAAAAAgo/iJCxq_u2x7E/s320/fp_3654069_perry_katie_fp3_092109.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386255458300600658" /><div><div style="text-align: center;">Nah... Just kidding... I just find this amusing cause that dude is so damn lucky...</div><div style="text-align: center;">This pic was taken from set when they were making Starstrukk video...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don know wad the guy was trying to do though...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But still, it should have been me... Damn...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Enough with the fantasies...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Heres some fun facts for your arse about me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just some things about me that no one knows about...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean seriously... Only i know...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, if you are reading this, lucky you...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, secretly all my life, since i was young i have always enjoyed watching Iron Chef!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I just find it so cool how they battle cooking it out..</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i love it everytime Chairman Kaga takes a chunk out of that capsicum...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then, he smiles! Haaaaaah!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sr_Vr7fCa-I/AAAAAAAAAhg/KqW4RP1HPXA/s320/ironchef.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386258630037367778" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean i was independent at an early age of 11...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was practically living alone at home everyday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i was basically cooking for myself...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, simply said, i got a strong passion for cooking!</div><div style="text-align: center;">And when i say cooking, its doesnt mean maggie mie or simple dishes like macaroni soup...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean fine cuisine! I just love how they fuse art with food...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its cool... And i have been trying my own recipes at home for a very long time now...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sr_S0qJ4xXI/AAAAAAAAAhA/Y0n0FWxNsJQ/s320/ph_bouffe04Grande.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386255481469191538" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Thats just so fine cuisine...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Another secret... My favourite place to window shop and shop is at IKEA!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I just love walking around that huge maze...</div><br /><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sr_S0FTJWFI/AAAAAAAAAg4/vxAC3XeDrTw/s320/ikea.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_5386255471575914578" /><div style="text-align: center;">Thats because i am reli into home design and decor...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I just cant stand to see my home in a mess...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I prefer it organizes, bright, vibrant and modern...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean i could marry Adriana Lima and if my home sucked, i wouldn have the mood to make babies with her...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, when i get my house, im gonna rave it up...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am reli engrossed in making my future home a comfy and vibrant place where everything is modern but yet so functional...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sr_SzvDaWOI/AAAAAAAAAgw/JAMWJZZ_BhM/s320/home_deco2.26303310_std.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386255465604339938" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">My house is gonna look so awesome that you would come over and not want to leave...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Another confession... My favourite colour is PURPLE...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i just find ladies who wear purple a turn on..</div><div style="text-align: center;">People say its the gay colour or something??</div><div style="text-align: center;">I say, its a cool, funky, bright, spunky colour...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I find ladies who wear purple are bold and not afraid to make statements...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And somehow, i just find purple so sexy and in a way, mysterious...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sr_T7oBglSI/AAAAAAAAAhY/xZy3fy90f8E/s320/adriana-lima.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386256700667893026" /><div style="text-align: center;">Hmm... Sexy and mysterious right???</div><div style="text-align: center;">Besides, it such an uncommon colour nowadays...</div><div style="text-align: center;">You don see purple shoes or purple bags or purple dress...</div><div style="text-align: center;">A purple bikini would be awesome though... Haaaa...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Another one!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Honestly, i love seeing malay girls in their traditional clothes such as the kebaya and baju kurung... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Besides the fact they look hot, it just looks so nice to the eyes...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean its a common clothing that all the malay girls wear...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So regardless if you dress, hip hop or minah or decent or rock or emo...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sr_TV1ZTApI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/u1uxzigbs2U/s1600-h/455065788_b1f313a7c4_o.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sr_TV1ZTApI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/u1uxzigbs2U/s320/455065788_b1f313a7c4_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386256051422298770" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Enough facts for today.. Or you will get a Faizal overload...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lastly, the SHE i am looking for must be a classy babe...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She must be sweet, decent, spunky, stylish, funky...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don wan her to be the type who always want to lepak under the block, smoking with friends...</div><div style="text-align: center;">What a bore...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I want to US to go places and do stuff...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, in review, you learnt that I</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">have passion for cooking...</div><div style="text-align: center;">home design and decor...</div><div style="text-align: center;">love purple...</div><div style="text-align: center;">love looking at malay girls in traditional clothes...</div><div style="text-align: center;">want a classy babe...</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-2550123031682917423?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-11140754558683711862009-09-24T01:47:00.006+08:002009-09-24T17:32:45.797+08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Srs7ux5nIdI/AAAAAAAAAgg/l1ffPkCuP6Q/s1600-h/6919_134615673154_661723154_2623039_1475411_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Srs7ux5nIdI/AAAAAAAAAgg/l1ffPkCuP6Q/s320/6919_134615673154_661723154_2623039_1475411_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384963454306558418" /></a><div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Srs7uTHynQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/p4oNP0i9gHo/s1600-h/6919_134615668154_661723154_2623038_1252957_n.jpg"></a></div></div><div><div><div style="text-align: center;">(Morning Of Hari Raya... And the girl in black has nothing to do with me...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Srs7uTHynQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/p4oNP0i9gHo/s1600-h/6919_134615668154_661723154_2623038_1252957_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Srs7uTHynQI/AAAAAAAAAgY/p4oNP0i9gHo/s320/6919_134615668154_661723154_2623038_1252957_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384963446044531970" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">(After collecting donations... We look like power rangers... Im black ranger...)</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Im bored... I am watching Year One...</div><div style="text-align: center;">While eating two packets of Indomie with 4 cheese hotdogs...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And its 2 am...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I miss work... It was reli fun and friends, pakciks are awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Didnt go out much during raya... Only to 4 houses only...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, waiting to plan with friends for outings...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... I going into random mode again...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am secretly attached to this babe right here!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Brooke Burke... Sorry Katy Perry!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wanted to bring her as my date for raya but she in america modeling... Shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SrpgsYXO5LI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/TMAQHGVeZJE/s1600-h/brooke+burke14s.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SrpgsYXO5LI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/TMAQHGVeZJE/s320/brooke+burke14s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384722620045255858" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(This was the only hot plus decent pic to post... Blame her for being too hot...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Srpfrh-JSAI/AAAAAAAAAgI/bhYD_wWGQSM/s1600-h/DSC01967.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Srpfrh-JSAI/AAAAAAAAAgI/bhYD_wWGQSM/s320/DSC01967.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384721505932888066" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(The geeky me drinking iced apple tea... Awesome shit...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Srpfqy5GavI/AAAAAAAAAgA/l7av_i4hXww/s1600-h/DSC01965.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Srpfqy5GavI/AAAAAAAAAgA/l7av_i4hXww/s320/DSC01965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384721493295262450" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;">(Lontong power man...)</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Srpfqy5GavI/AAAAAAAAAgA/l7av_i4hXww/s1600-h/DSC01965.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><br /></a><div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SrpfqMFkR5I/AAAAAAAAAf4/gRBF2ZgUNuU/s1600-h/DSC01966.JPG"></a></div></div><div><div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SrpfqMFkR5I/AAAAAAAAAf4/gRBF2ZgUNuU/s1600-h/DSC01966.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SrpfqMFkR5I/AAAAAAAAAf4/gRBF2ZgUNuU/s320/DSC01966.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384721482878568338" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Work buddies ngah sap...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Err... Tell me something to do for the next 3 weeks??</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-1114075455868371186?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-71240114507736185542009-09-21T23:02:00.003+08:002009-09-21T23:16:42.446+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have reli been away from home alot this past several weeks...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Overnights, work, going out...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now, i am done with work...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The month is over and syawal is here...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I am gonna miss work, buddies and everyone there...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hope to see you guys again during Hari Raya Haji...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Fyan</div><div style="text-align: center;">Shahidin</div><div style="text-align: center;">Saleh</div><div style="text-align: center;">Arie</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yul</div><div style="text-align: center;">Zafrie (i still will see him...)</div><div style="text-align: center;">And the pakciks pakciks...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... I got my marvellous pay and my ipod touch...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Raya is always the same for me lah...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Although i love seeing malay girls in their traditional clothes...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Spicy...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Err... Don think i will be going out much lah...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Unless people call me up...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i rather go out chiling...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i think i got flu and dry cough...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-7124011450773618554?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-14920798269888721142009-09-16T12:42:00.002+08:002009-09-16T12:49:26.161+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Err... 4 more days of puasa and we are done...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lets lets review wad i have gotten out of this month of ramadhan...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Firstly, $15 of my money got stolen at the mosque...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then i got wasted...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then my psp got stolen...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then my ipod got spoilt...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i smoked my ass off gudang garam surya...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On the bright side, my pay never seems to finish...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I bought ALOT of things but i still got ALOT left...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got a new swee hairstyle...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got a new look...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I getting a new ipod touch...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I managed to fast an acceptable amount of days...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Never forgetting the 5 prayers of the day...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But err.... Nvm...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Before i forget, my long lost TWIN sista celebrated her birthday yesterday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy birthday Rara...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Study hard for o levels and see you in ngee ann poly... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-1492079826988872114?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-9132098901576048862009-09-13T22:12:00.003+08:002009-09-13T22:37:41.021+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wahlao... Holidays reli sucky lah...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Only been three weeks... 4 more to go...</div><div style="text-align: center;">After ramadhan i wont know wad the heck to do...</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I wanna get a new ipod touch....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I getting my haircut tmr from Hair Inn...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Actually, i lazy update arh... Later lah...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Im back... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I decided what to get already...</div><div style="text-align: center;">A new ipod touch before end of puase and a new touch screen phone during raye...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then i be a very touchy guy...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My watch touch screen, my mp3 touch screen and my phone touch screen...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I like to touch touch.... Lolz... Okay sua...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-913209890157604886?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-81997105755370874462009-09-13T00:18:00.003+08:002009-09-13T01:05:26.885+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Im back from ton 3 days 3 nights...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im shagged...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got my wonderful pay and i went shopping with my work buddy Rabiyul...</div><div style="text-align: center;">We are alike in our taste, style, thinking, dislikes...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Even people say we look like brothers...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Went shopping and got alot of the things i wanted...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Clothes, wallet, jeans, sandals, glasses.... Bla bla bla...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i want to get that Senior Stylist haircut fot $45 at Urbanhair at Heeren...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have been getting that i look like some Singapore Idol malay guy who got into the finals...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don even know who they talking about...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Got a few candidates already... See who gets elected...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bye... Im tired...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My throat damn pain from smoking ALOT of gudang garam surya...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-8199710575537087446?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-37129824308931667542009-09-09T14:16:00.003+08:002009-09-09T14:21:03.856+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyone interested in this Everlast shoe??</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its size 6 and its blue and green...</div><div style="text-align: center;">New and no one has even tried it on...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I bought it as a gift but ended up not giving...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its going for $25...</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SqdIZD0EK-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/DYmu1Cgz_i0/s1600-h/Picture0003.jpg"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SqdIZD0EK-I/AAAAAAAAAfw/DYmu1Cgz_i0/s320/Picture0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379347875274959842" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SqdIYkBDoRI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Mnf2wlv2ztk/s1600-h/Picture0002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SqdIYkBDoRI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Mnf2wlv2ztk/s320/Picture0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379347866739515666" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SqdIYVO8g4I/AAAAAAAAAfg/PaH5DeiOmF0/s1600-h/Picture0001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SqdIYVO8g4I/AAAAAAAAAfg/PaH5DeiOmF0/s320/Picture0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379347862771237762" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3712982430893166754?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-26101463311025765682009-09-08T23:32:00.002+08:002009-09-08T23:37:13.810+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wah fuck... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Im reli starting to lose alot of things lately...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Few days back, my money was stolen at the MOSQUE where i work...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then the LOVE IS GONE...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then, i lost my control and let loose at the chalet...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And now, my PSP got stolen at the MOSQUE!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wad the heck is wrong with this shit??</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean, i got a suspect but gonna go investigate it tmr...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Damn... The $400 i worked hard for to buy that psp just vanished...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I swear ima smash the face of the guy who took it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Now, im losing the point of having social profiles such as blogs or tagged or facebook or msn...</div><div style="text-align: center;">No one updates regularly anymore...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I always read blogs but not many people update anymore...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Im still pissed my psp got stolen...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im gonna check the cameras tmr...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pray i get it back and that person looses his face...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-2610146331102576568?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-86581523817451938392009-09-08T01:18:00.006+08:002009-09-08T11:50:24.828+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... I was clearing my old pics and vids on my lappy and saw these stuffs...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i smiled and laughed after seeing them...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So i share them here for those in it to see...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Walao... Uploading the videos take seriously damn long...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://s964.photobucket.com/flash/player.swf?file=http://vid964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/ARCHOOM.flv"></embed></div><div style="text-align: center;">This was with Raudhah Rahim at Burger King... ARCHOOM!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i964.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/BlowFromTheSide.flv"></embed></div><div style="text-align: center;">This was sisha with Kim and Zheng Hou... Wad are we doing??</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i964.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/ChipsmoreAd.flv"></embed></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is in class... They were trying to advertise chipsmore...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i964.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/NotRecording.flv"></embed></div><div style="text-align: center;">She didnt know i was recording... Her reaction was priceless...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i964.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/PuffPuff.flv"></embed><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Two guys looking at the camera all blur...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/?%20action=view&amp;current=anigif-2.gif" target="_blank"><img src="http://i964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/anigif-2.gif" border="0" alt="Class Kecoh..." /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is my kecoh class...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/?action=view&amp;current=cc.gif" target="_blank"><img src="http://i964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/cc.gif" border="0" alt="Peyton And Me..." /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">That day i slacked with Xp after school...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/?action=view&amp;current=cddd.gif" target="_blank"><img src="http://i964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/cddd.gif" border="0" alt="Kim And Vijay French Kiss..." /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kim and Vijay trying to french kiss at mac...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/?action=view&amp;current=ff.gif" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="http://i964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/ff.gif" border="0" alt="kurang Ajar..." /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ni dah kurang ajar betul...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/?action=view&amp;current=g.gif" target="_blank"><img src="http://i964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/g.gif" border="0" alt="Zaf And Me..." /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">That day i slept at Zaf's place...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/?action=view&amp;current=mm.gif" target="_blank"><img src="http://i964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/mm.gif" border="0" alt="Zaf And Fee..." /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Zaf and Fee at Mac...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/?action=view&amp;current=anigif.gif" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></a><a href="http://s964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/?action=view&amp;current=anigif.gif" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="http://i964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/anigif.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Raudhah and her ever beach face...</div></div><br /><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SqXTjPajh6I/AAAAAAAAAfU/O-ARWAZu0dI/s320/happy_birthday_06.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378937932350719906" /><div style="text-align: center;">So Happy 17th birthday to Syahirah aka Syaa Itik...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Like i said, hope you grow taller so i can finally see you behind the KFC counter... </div><div style="text-align: center;">And study hard for your O levels... Good luck!!</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SqVCpieSv9I/AAAAAAAAAfM/-Tlq_K8POFY/s1600-h/cHuLo%27S+pRoPeRtY+013.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SqVCpieSv9I/AAAAAAAAAfM/-Tlq_K8POFY/s1600-h/cHuLo%27S+pRoPeRtY+013.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><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/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SqVCpieSv9I/AAAAAAAAAfM/-Tlq_K8POFY/s320/cHuLo%27S+pRoPeRtY+013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378778611359858642" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Today is also supposed to be my 2 months with this Bimbo right above...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, shit happens and we didnt last...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lolz... Haha... Wadeva... Movon Sucker!!</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-8658152381745193839?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-4755562316174893232009-09-07T06:37:00.002+08:002009-09-07T06:50:21.218+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wokay... Friday was Faith 4-4 class chalet...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was boring on the first night cause i was wasting my time doing something nice...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then HE got a msg from HER...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The sound of letting go...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then HE got high and tipsy and fucked himself to sleep...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Second night, HE got so damn drunk that HE puked...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Let a heartbroken guy drink ALOT of absolut citron, johnnie walker and then snort the whole bottle will reli cause HIM to do lots of shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;">HE was so wasted that HE reli tried to do some very awful things to HIS friends...</div><div style="text-align: center;">HE is reli sorry for scaring everybody and pissing them off...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Luckily for HIM. friends were there to protect HER...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... Sorry! (you know who you are...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But HE reli got everything out... </div><div style="text-align: center;">HIS feelings, HIS vomit and even the hotdogs HE ate for dinner...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... All that is left for HIM to say is....</div><div style="text-align: center;">"SCREW YOU! HAHA! HE IS SERIOUSLY GONNA DO IT AGAIN!"</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-475556231617489323?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-43593382344733596892009-09-02T11:45:00.003+08:002009-09-02T11:53:51.874+08:00<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... I watched this yesterday alone at The Grand Cathay...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dhoby Ghaut...</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sp3ql2rbpyI/AAAAAAAAAfE/odqy3BWNE3Q/s1600-h/the_final_destination_4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sp3ql2rbpyI/AAAAAAAAAfE/odqy3BWNE3Q/s320/the_final_destination_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376711466203981602" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Yes i know its M18 nd im 1 year short...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But with connections, anything is possible...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Screw school kids and their Nc16!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So the movie was awesome... </div><div style="text-align: center;">It wasnt draggy like the previous ones...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was straight up dying with very little talking...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Short film... 82 minutes...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i had half the cinema to myself lah...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Went in the morning...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Overall i give it 6.5 out of 10...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The deaths scenes were not convincing...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean the accidents all happened so distinctly...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So much that it makes you ask "sure anot??"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then after the movie, i went Heeren alone to check out some clothes...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thought i be alone but met Ansar and his friend when i walked into Flash And Splash...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So we checked out stuffs a while...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Saw the shirt i wanted but no size... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Then at 3 went for work...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I still love my job...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Friends are still awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cant wait to do some serious shopping...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Chalet coming up!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-4359338234473359689?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-28810965097278039702009-08-31T23:36:00.003+08:002009-09-01T00:00:54.252+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Walao... I got my pay already...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now its either i got too many things to buy or i reli don know wad to buy...</div><div style="text-align: center;">$270 for 10 days of work...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My phone feels so useless now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don know wad the hell to use it for already...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, im gonna wake up early tmr...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Reach town area by 11 and walk around...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Get wadeva my grabs my eye...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, probably be alone...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Since it holidays and everyone else is still schooling...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And friends are all busy...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Damn... Im a loner wad anyways...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-2881096509727803970?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-40023334948190244372009-08-30T02:05:00.001+08:002009-08-30T02:06:51.382+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A Made Up Break Up...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-4002333494819024437?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-1780803520398541932009-08-28T02:28:00.001+08:002009-08-28T02:30:38.776+08:00<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh shit... Someone i know can sing like this... Oh shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was looking for map of the problematique covers and came across this...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She sounds exactly like HER...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Or HER sounds exactly like she...</div><div><br /></div><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WhbU6Yi5MTw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WhbU6Yi5MTw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-178080352039854193?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-38094210172380094972009-08-28T00:35:00.009+08:002010-02-04T12:05:41.523+08:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Mints and chocolate f-ing don mix...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">And i love my job... </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">When i get my pay, there are all so many things i desire...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Firstly, i wanna get an electric guitar...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374686015071837602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Spa4dFOd3aI/AAAAAAAAAec/j3hty53Oe2E/s320/00063403.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">An epiphine les paul special II... Its a cheaper version of a les paul.. But still half of my pay gone...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">So, maybe just get a cheap $150 plus stratocastor will do lah... But i doubt i be getting one lah... Too ex..</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374686022429077170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Spa4dgokbrI/AAAAAAAAAek/As49LIBZo14/s320/D06-DGRV.jpg" /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">And maybe a distortion pedal to go with it... Dont reli need it though...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374684773704583314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Spa3U0xcyJI/AAAAAAAAAeU/GsTms07dkC8/s320/83C39WBLE_large.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">This shirt is definately a must... A long sleeve topman checked shirt... Probably about $60...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">But maybe getting the same look alike from Fourskin... Alot cheaper...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374684769426447410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Spa3Uk1dnDI/AAAAAAAAAeM/TXH5W10Jwm0/s320/83A18WBLK_large.jpg" /> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Same goes for this... A short sleeve checked shirt... Might be getting the cheaper one from Fourskin too...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374684759555138706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Spa3UAD9ZJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/PuZRA8SjL9c/s320/69S41WBLK_large.jpg" /> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Black slim jeans is a must... Mine black straight cut already look so belapok... Gotta go around looking for affordable cheap swee ones...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374688019362911570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Spa6RvyslVI/AAAAAAAAAes/sMOES89lVTE/s320/56S53VBLK_large.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">This is a must as well... Black geek glasses... Damn... I am a geek...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374688227466655026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Spa6d3CftTI/AAAAAAAAAe0/yh7nQ5LReuQ/s320/NikeBenassiSwooshSandals.jpg" /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Definately need new sandals... Either nike or adidas... Depending on the design...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374684747860019890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Spa3TUfoCrI/AAAAAAAAAd0/2qaU-CKpYu8/s320/56V41VWHT_large.jpg" />And new wallet with prints from Topman... My wallet rabak already...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">And this will come at a later time... Many chalets coming up... Reli need to chill and relax...<br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Okay wait... Hold on... Msg came in... Shit... Its not her... Its stupid M1 service...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Okay... Random.. Im back...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br />And im gonna get lots and lots of tees... Lots of em... So, probably wont be getting a guitar...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Not forgetting food!! I wanna eat something reli shiok!</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">It has been bubur, nasi, kuih, fruits and bandung for me for the past few days...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Walao...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3809421017238009497?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-81645266159365178712009-08-26T12:08:00.004+08:002009-08-26T23:23:35.488+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope by making me wait, its not a way for the love to die down and for me to forget you...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I wait countless days for that special day where we would be back again...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I know you cant read my blog... But i hope your friends do and they let you know how i feel...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-8164526615936517871?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-23144481330858052662009-08-25T23:59:00.003+08:002009-08-26T00:29:49.172+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Long post up ahead...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">To begin... I have had it with social websties such as tagged or friendster or wadeva...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... So, this 15 year old girl with an emo pic decided to try her luck and kenal kenal with me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i didn layan lah... I gave her one word replies through tagged...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Basically, i cant be bothered... So, she decided to leave me her number...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thinking i would be kind enough to msg her...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i didnt... Then she pm me again... Say please msg me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Err... For wad??? Haha...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Another thing... There are so many wannabes...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Guys who look close to shit who wanna kenal kenal with girls...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha.. Standard lah... They wear shades and do up monkey hair...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then they selfpic themselves trying weird step sachok faces...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wadeva happened to smiles...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The worst part is that they actually took those pictures by themselves...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wad losers... I mean... I saw this dude on someone's profile...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i begin to wonder...</div><div style="text-align: center;">They use lines from a book which they pass around the whole singapore or wad??</div><div style="text-align: center;">Standard words...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hello... Im bla bla bla, 15 this year... Do hit me back and do intro... tc... then they decorate it with brackets and Xs...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And everywhere you see, its always the same...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Some form or another... </div><div style="text-align: center;">And i don get why these girls even layan them... </div><div style="text-align: center;">The world is black lah...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And i noticed the huge amounts of girls be boys and boys be girls nowadays...</div><div style="text-align: center;">One sign in the quran that the world in ending is that guys look like girls...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Girls look like guys...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Aiyoyo...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And this is my life for the past 5 days...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Work starts at 3... Then is quite chill... Little work here...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Do prayers... Break fast at 7 where its busy for 30mins and lepak the rest till 10...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then i usually reach home at 12 where i sahur and be online till 3 and then sleep till 1 where its another cycle again...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But i begin to find myseflf... Whenever im free, i perform prayers...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i sit there able to find peace...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think of everything... My life, my family, my friends, my future, HER...</div><div style="text-align: center;">For i know, i am here and not out there spoiling myself..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Basically, i enjoy my work...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, Fyan, my work buddy wanted to give me this girl's number to kenal kenal with...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So i refused... I said no... I don do this kenal kenal thing... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Besides, my heart is still with HER...</div><div style="text-align: center;">People say i got to break out and explore...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I say for wad??</div><div style="text-align: center;">If love were to come, it has to be between two people who meet each other and have a moment where they appreaciate each other... </div><div style="text-align: center;">And at least know each other even exist lah...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean, you pick up this number of a total stranger...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Might as well use the phone book and just call someone right???</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then you kenal kenal her for a month and you get into relationship??</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thats pure shit...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thats why i dont do numbers or kenal kenal or friendster or tagged for the purpose of meeting girls...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thats crap... Well, i have seen many of this all around me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But its my principle... My own way... Live with it... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i have been an empty container this while...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Or in other words, still crawling on my knees, waiting for HER to be ready and pick me back up onto my feet... </div><div style="text-align: center;">By the words of David Guetta...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">All the things i've known right now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">If i only knew back then...</div><div style="text-align: center;">There's no getting over...</div><div style="text-align: center;">There's just no getting over you...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wish i could spin my world into reverse...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just to have you back again...</div><div style="text-align: center;">There's no getting over...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">THERE'S JUST NO GETTING OVER YOU...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah... Straight from the heart...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SpQQCjAcJCI/AAAAAAAAAds/S-XMSIJinp0/s320/Image005.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_5373937891302712354" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The first swee pic we ever had together...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Call me a loser for doing what i did and then holding on to the past...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh... Memories... Regrets... Chances??? We will see...</div><div style="text-align: center;">For all i know, i be waiting...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-2314448133085805266?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-70332104830918946202009-08-24T00:38:00.005+08:002009-08-24T01:45:28.772+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My title sounds like Trannies...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I fucking smell of gudang garam surya now...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes... I started smoking again... Hardcore...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I enjoy my job...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tmr holidays....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Fuck exams...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And im still waiting for my other half...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Don wanna sleep tonight...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-7033210483091894620?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-90311181388250622582009-08-23T13:08:00.002+08:002009-08-23T13:23:03.740+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">When there's trouble, you know who to call!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">TEEN TITANS...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyways, this song is my ringtone...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And its attention seeker sia... Haha...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was on the bus filled with poly students to school...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My phone rang... And everyone was giggling...</div><div style="text-align: center;">There were like "EH! How come the song so familiar??"</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then some girls were laughing looking at me... PHEW!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Guys were also thinking about was song that is...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I just screwed 5 seconds of their lifes...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyways, i started work at Al-Falah mosque at Orchard...</div><div style="text-align: center;">As a helper duing the month of Ramadhan...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Acceptable pay load, pay rates and work hours...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean, its a easy going job where we actually decide how to do things...</div><div style="text-align: center;">No procedures or irritating cleanliness rules...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I be a rich man by end of the month...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Watch me... But i wont forget the many treats that i am going to give my friends for being my friend all this long!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im gonna bring my family out for dinner at a hotel somewhere for my mom's birthday which is soon...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i love the job... Its at a mosque, so i know i wont be doing anything stupid...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And i guess im single again for now?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Things were not going well and i got impatient and i asked for it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But things may still be good for us...</div><div style="text-align: center;">A chance to get back?? I be waiting...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I want the other half of me back...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bring it back please...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I guess im the map of the problematique for now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Exams are nearly over...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My eltech paper was dreaded...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The worst one hour in my life...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I basically only did about 30 marks and stared at the rest blankly..</div><div style="text-align: center;">First time in my life that i stared at a paper not knowing 75% of it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I probably be retaking this module next sem...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I missed a lot of lessons and guess thats why i am screwed...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-9031118138825062258?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-76761380058047276462009-08-19T01:38:00.008+08:002009-08-19T02:34:44.726+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So... First of all... </div><div style="text-align: center;">I started Monday very stressed off...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I started my own mess and dragged many others to it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, for those of you who know about it and feel angry that i may have dragged you in, i am reli sorry... I just wanted to make everything so perfect that ended up making things worst...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I made friends quarell, i made lovers argue...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wad the fuck am i??</div><div style="text-align: center;">I know many of you might hate me... Labelling me as a bastard or wad not...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i had the purest of intentions... I wanted everything to be fine...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And maybe i am just a normal guy who cant do super things...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I hope all is okay now... Now hopefully everything is calm again...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, yesterday was study thingy with my class...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was damn shagged from the day before...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My head was out of place and i was damn lazy to do anything...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But thanks to efforts from some, i managed to smile...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Giler betul... Ajaran sesat...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i after i tried my best to put things back to place...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I needed to put my own head back to place...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My exams were near... Too close...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i am no where near the passing line...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i have my wonderful classmates to thank...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We met at City Hall where we had lunch...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Before proceeding to Esplanade library to study...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Everyone started off well...</div><div style="text-align: center;">We were studying diligently...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And nothing is permenant...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, we grew bored...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i got his priceless look from Hakim...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="http://s964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/?action=view&amp;current=anigif-1.gif" target="_blank"><img src="http://i964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/anigif-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Muka priceless...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then, everyone got restless...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And we headed out to suprise Safura for her birthday which is today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, happy birthday small girl...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Being 17, still means we will disturb you in class...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Soro3hF4rhI/AAAAAAAAAc0/0Sob-AfpOBw/s320/Picture0004+(2).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371361546066243090" /><div style="text-align: center;">(Do all girls enjoy this type of poses??)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, we got a cake and ate by the shores...</div><div style="text-align: center;">We pictured and we crapped...</div><div style="text-align: center;">We joked and we world...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i felt so much better...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Things started clearing up...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is the ice cream cake from Swensons...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Trust me... It was awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Soro32vgOhI/AAAAAAAAAc8/DV0unPqFLSY/s320/Picture0110.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371361551877945874" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">(Awesome...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Soro4WQz2CI/AAAAAAAAAdE/HYNw4WgjL1g/s320/Picture0010+(2).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371361560339142690" /><div style="text-align: center;">(ONEBEEONE 2009...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, this is wad ONEBEEONE 2009 looks like...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Missing a few souls but still no matter...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Chalet is in 2 months...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It will rock...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, a few left for home... Handful stay...</div><div style="text-align: center;">We played pool and we went for dinner at all time favourite Tong Seng Eating House...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then, it was 8...</div><div style="text-align: center;">We had no where else to go and nothing else to do...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, Hakim, Zheng Hou and me went to sisha...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Just the three...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But regardless...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lucky us, the place was empty...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was lepak...</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was chill...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My head was cleared... Probably cause of the smoke from the sisha going in my head...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i had a great time... A good recovery from the mess i got into...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sorp1I9FkFI/AAAAAAAAAdc/DYJVUWV2eT8/s320/Picture0146.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371362604738777170" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">(Yeah... Its cool...)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sorp0WSSrLI/AAAAAAAAAdU/y5mt3g6_xds/s320/Picture0143.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371362591137508530" /><div style="text-align: center;">(Yeah... Its still cool...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sorpz6YmXZI/AAAAAAAAAdM/LZlXCQDOQU0/s320/Picture0115.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371362583647772050" /><div style="text-align: center;">(Yeah... And its still cool...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sorp1SzGc0I/AAAAAAAAAdk/GApLqN6UHFk/s320/Picture0172.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371362607381246786" /><div style="text-align: center;">(Don worry... Its just water...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We were too broke from the day to afford it anyway...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i went back... To home... Where a mother, a brother and niece awaits me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i studied... But till the point where i felt my blog needed an update...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, a few concepts and princips i cooked up...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Again, let me remind you.. Its random stuffs that come out when i have moments thinking to myself...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Priceless is being able to go on everlasting...</div><div style="text-align: center;">To make a memory, a relationship, an object last forever magnificently..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Priceless is not seeing how it has been built and then seeing how magnificently it shatters...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">As human, we desire more than we need...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Usually till the extend where we want and dont give...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And when we we get to complacent, we decide to sit back and hope to see it permenant...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nothing is permenant... Nothing is perfect... Nothing is pure...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Things change, people change...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... So, i am good... Now that all is stabilize, i hope i can go on with your hand...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh... Im feeling this...</div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-7676138005804727646?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-14403176974382791482009-08-16T22:25:00.001+08:002009-08-16T22:28:18.376+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Eh... My song happening right??</div><div style="text-align: center;">I swear... Thats my ringtone when i get a new phone...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SogXY_V2TrI/AAAAAAAAAcs/4MOj_u7Cqes/s320/teen_titans_pictures.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_5370568273726688946" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-1440317697438279148?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-902569731700453002009-08-16T22:01:00.002+08:002009-08-16T22:10:01.402+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Been spending lots of time with family so far...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Friday, went out with mummy...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Plan to go Batam was off as H1N1 cases...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, we went around, Geylang... Explored Singapore...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yesterday, went Mustafa centre with mummy again...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got new wax, new shaver, new calculator... Lots of new stuffs yesterday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My wisdom teeth is improving significantly...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Going to remove the left side soon... Probably after chalet...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Today, went out with family... Aunty and uncle to muslim cemetary...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Brother drove... Niece grumbled... Mom slipped... Aunty treat... Uncle steady...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will smack thet person hu ask me i go cemetary for wad...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Visit relatives lah... Lolz...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then slacked at aunty place... Then went out jalan jalan to Bedok...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Been spending lots of time with my mom lately...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Family... One most important in the world right now...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nyways... Exams are this coming weekends...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Am on study break right now... </div><div style="text-align: center;">So indirectly, its hols till err... Mid october??</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lots of studying to do...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Putting everything else behind for now...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Going studying tmr with friends...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Studying on tuesday with classmates at Esplanade...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyone welcome to join...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Thats it... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-90256973170045300?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-88692274344670011632009-08-13T22:56:00.003+08:002009-08-14T00:00:54.655+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... On Tuesday, met Baybeh at White Sands Mac...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then we shifted to Burger King as things got kecoh at Mac...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lolz... Perangai perangai...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Send baybeh home and stay up late to finish work and movies!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SoQvfOBL_RI/AAAAAAAAAcc/vkjhRfO2Yz0/s320/Picture0001.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369468869118000402" />(Munch... Munch...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SoQvfQbitgI/AAAAAAAAAck/JOloxbbUbSU/s320/Picture0002.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369468869765412354" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(I am used to my own fuck face...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Went to school on wednesday to finish up Enps mini project...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then stayed back for pool and chalet discussion... I know... Lolz...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But i enjoy my class... Everyone is CHIN CHAI...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Like those anything type...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, i went for my wisdom tooth surgery just now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ouch... Top and bottom right removed...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But it was a fun experience... I mean the needles, the tools will just give you chills...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But shit... It doesnt reli hurt... It stings once or twice... But i aint pussy...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, my teeth feel so much emptier now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wow... The teeth are reli huge and developed for someone my age... Im only 17...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My classmates are over 18 and their teeth have not even popped out...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think im just to wise or i mature too fast... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... Screw you...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Today, went movie with Baybeh despite being adviced to stay home as im on 5 days mc...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, my teeth was bleeding badly... </div><div style="text-align: center;">And i couldn eat the whole day...</div><div style="text-align: center;">The point is, i spend quality time with Raudhah...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Watched Where Got Ghost... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Baybeh enjoyed it... But i found it plain and boring with little humour here and there...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Maybe my teeth were to soar for me to laugh...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lolz... At one point, i feel asleep and was awoken when Baybeh got a shock...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Haha... Nyways, we went to Pasir Ris Park where we sat and cherished the memories we have together... Yeah... We talked... Today was awesome...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-8869227434467001163?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-26926252841684577772009-08-12T19:21:00.002+08:002009-08-12T19:34:18.428+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I don know how else to say anything...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I always get back something undesired in return...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I made alot happened...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have always been the first...</div><div style="text-align: center;">If you were to see yourself, you realise its accountable to zero...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I tap out...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-2692625284168457777?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-90959067797688169352009-08-07T23:12:00.008+08:002009-08-08T20:59:32.756+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Yes... The title says it...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I love the person i am now...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I value life...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">See things, people, incidents, experiences and everything else as something to treasure...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Regardless of size, matter, mass, length...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I will always know that its littleness or greatness made a dent in the road that my life is walking...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I am inspired and i want inspire...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I want to be that person...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">That person who only i know...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Say what you want...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">But i want to lead the life my head is picturing...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Okay... Pause... No one wants to hear this...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I know you dont...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I rather keep it for my personal journal in my head...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">How do i see my blog??</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I see it as a diary where i can elaborate on my life...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Where at the end of the day, i can recollect my experiences and express them on this blog...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It gives me this moment with myself...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">To think through about my life...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">So wad if people read it...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It wont change a thing...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And i realised i have been using this blog service for over a year now...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">It has served me well...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Thanks blogger...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">So, tmr is my one month with Raudhah Rahim...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And if any of you realised, i don reli elaborate on my love life here...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Firstly, she izint able to read it...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Secondly, its my own love life..</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Telling the world makes no difference...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Its wad you say or do in front of that person that makes the deal...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">So, i have been with her for a month now...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Been wonderful...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Hopefully, more to come...</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Happy one month Raudhah Rahim...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div></div></div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sn1ZNj16G4I/AAAAAAAAAcM/6UWyb6RsIPg/s320/Picture0006.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367544420390017922" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">(That very day at Macdonalds...)</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sn1ZN77K9oI/AAAAAAAAAcU/nu7hWU1-oYo/s1600-h/Picture0012.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"></a></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sn1ZN77K9oI/AAAAAAAAAcU/nu7hWU1-oYo/s1600-h/Picture0012.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/Sn1ZN77K9oI/AAAAAAAAAcU/nu7hWU1-oYo/s320/Picture0012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367544426854545026" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">(Still on that very day at Macdonalds...)</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-9095906779768816935?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-83922254673750208832009-08-06T21:29:00.002+08:002009-08-06T22:19:52.228+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Snap... It happened again...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Whatever... Screw it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Here we go...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Went for my second dental appointment for my braces...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cleaning and some measurements today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Met the same student doctor again...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She is reli nice... Thanks to her and her collegue...</div><div style="text-align: center;">My mouth feels so darn clean...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i gotta go for a surgery to remove my 4 wisdom teeth...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its gonna cost a thousand plus, i guess...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lucky im a able to use medisave to pay and mom is okay about it...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And still i find dentists all reli cool...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I mean... They are young, experienced, well educated, good looking... </div><div style="text-align: center;">And i mean both men and women are good looking... </div><div style="text-align: center;">They come to the clinics all nicely dressed in casual smart outfits and they got this humbleness and outgoingness to them... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Not forgetting that certain spunk to them...</div><div style="text-align: center;">They can talk to you about stuffs as if they have been your friend for reli long...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i find that awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Well okay enough about dentists...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyways, after this braces thing is done...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Im gonna...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Feel Good...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Look Good...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Be Good...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And Do Good...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And i seriously don understand why i cant tell you wad i don like without having you spit right back at my face...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cant you just be nice, smile and say okay... I will change...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Im just telling you to be good....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And i watched seven pounds the other day...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Saw the ad on demand tv the other day...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And looked pretty good...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i remembered that i downloaded the movie but always thought it was slow moving..</div><div style="text-align: center;">But it turned to be an awesome movie...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its reli sad and inspiring... </div><div style="text-align: center;">And tears rolled down my eyes during the scene where Ben Thomes (Will Smith) scolded Ezra Turner (a blind beef salesman) on the phone to see if he would lose his temper...</div><div style="text-align: center;">That was truly sad and i got tears down my cheek!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">But overall, i give it two thumbs up for anyone looking for a inspiring and sentimental movie...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-8392225467375020883?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-80538299653860647852009-08-03T14:44:00.001+08:002009-08-03T14:46:45.539+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I keep getting that my blog too plain..</div><div style="text-align: center;">All black and no colour...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, take a look at it now...</div><div style="text-align: center;">AMBIK KAU... Haha...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/?action=view&amp;current=Animation.gif" target="_blank"><img src="http://i964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/Animation.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-8053829965386064785?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-30823037480576132052009-08-02T23:24:00.009+08:002009-08-03T01:17:28.736+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Finally... Ater so long, i figured out how to fix my blogger...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Apparently, its an issue with many Singnet users...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i had to do lots of google-ing to get this fixed...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... So the last time i updated properly was long ago...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was sick then... 38.9 degree fever...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i got a week mc.. And i realised many people are falling sick too...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then i finally am free from smoking...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I haven had a smoke for i don remember how long...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i feel the freshness...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And i began my appointments for my braces...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And my dentist is reli nice...</div><div style="text-align: center;">She is a young student...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And can relate well...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i realise dentists got this certain spunk to them...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Damn, they are cool...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wanna be a dentist!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">And im inspired!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SnW5Y22DZOI/AAAAAAAAAbk/9K14Sh-U4Uk/s320/funny_masks_dentist_1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365398367772042466" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(See... Dont they look cool...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And so far, my relationship with Raudhah Rahim is going awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Certain ups and downs...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Its just part and parcel...</div><div style="text-align: center;">And i still love her... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/?action=view&amp;current=anigif.gif" target="_blank"><img src="http://i964.photobucket.com/albums/ae129/serdeztic/anigif.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">(She is just so amazing...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, school has been awesome...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I started trying to study and not slack in class...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But the gaming still happens once in a while...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SnW5Yr8GZNI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Nim8nclzP5U/s320/93942_large.jpeg" 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_5365398364844614866" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Need For Speed Carbon... Old game... But still happening...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And GMS thanksgiving went by yesterday...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Got Top in Malay award...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Got a $20 dollar kinokuniya book store voucher...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But first time, i wore a tie in my life...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here some pics...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sorry bout the unstraight pics... </div><div style="text-align: center;">Mom is a bad photographer...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SnW3odQwowI/AAAAAAAAAa0/OvjUVOsco00/s320/01082009(002).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365396436759388930" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Bus stop... My face looks spoinked...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SnW3pngCAyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/hDguwQXXX8A/s320/01082009(008).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365396456687665954" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(With my 5 year Gm buddy, Audi...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SnW3o2d6K1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/-WWVidI84c0/s320/01082009(004).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_5365396443525426002" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Bryan who drives a BM now... Audi and me...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SnW3pfv-XYI/AAAAAAAAAbM/1eia0Munzd0/s320/01082009(007).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_5365396454607052162" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(With my mom... I look tall...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SnW3pI-ftXI/AAAAAAAAAbE/O1Am6y9YLbo/s320/01082009(006).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_5365396448493942130" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(And not forgetting my shy little niece...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So, schools starts tmr again...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Busy filled week since i missed lots of tests and quizzes...</div><div style="text-align: center;">But many modules and classes are ending...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So i will have more time...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And check my blog banner...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cool anot??</div><div style="text-align: center;">Followed this pic i found on someone's blog...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Added my own touch to it and made an animation...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So done..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7JJG_IBXIbw/SnW7RaVpJ9I/AAAAAAAAAb0/SgaW9G-bx4Y/s320/the-kids-want-techno.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365400438884083666" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(The kids do reli want techno??)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So i think im done with this post...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Been a reli long while since i updated...</div><div style="text-align: center;">So thats it...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Live life, fulfill life and enjoy life...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And enjoy the new old song...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Starlight by Muse...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3082303748057613205?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-31750475844952847132009-08-01T09:41:00.000+08:002009-08-01T09:42:54.188+08:00Damn... Nice banner... I did that!!<br /><br />Thanksgiving awards today... Look out for me in a formal attire...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-3175047584495284713?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-44629975996367766142009-07-28T16:58:00.002+08:002009-07-28T16:58:49.192+08:00Hello... I don know wads wrong with my blogger account... SO i cant update much...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-4462997599636776614?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-83072027582795258902009-07-21T17:47:00.000+08:002009-07-21T17:49:38.624+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Okay... Great... Im the sick one now with a week mc...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-8307202758279525890?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3654818510529803484.post-63070792631808027602009-07-21T08:02:00.002+08:002009-07-21T08:07:57.257+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Shit... I jangkit!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now im the sick one...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Felt it while i was at main gate with Kim...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then went Parkway still and won Zafrie punch...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sorry dude...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then i got reli sick...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Head started spinning...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Body aches...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Knees weak...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Body hot...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And now im confused...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got an Eltech test today...</div><div style="text-align: center;">To make it worst, i missed 2 lessons of Eltech practical already...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will be debarred if i am absent without valid reason again...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I am still fucking sick!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I don know wad the heck to do!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And thanks baby for caring so much...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Personal nurse...</div><div style="text-align: center;">I love you...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3654818510529803484-6307079263180802760?l=tearthesignsdown.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mohd Faizalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03507672337398304410noreply@blogger.com0