<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:45:23.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Stranger...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-114461111897352294</id><published>2006-04-10T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T04:09:02.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aging..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/1600/Birthday06.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/320/Birthday06.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/1600/Birthday06.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/1600/Birthday06b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/320/Birthday06b.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to me ;) im officially 1 year older..im 23! god..ive no idea how OLD is that supposed to be..lookin at myself for the past few years, i wonder if ive grown as a person..whether if ive grown to be that ideal sumone i wish to be..i definitely learned a lot, although these past years have been a very tough phase for me..at least i know that some things are figurable and theres always an answer to every single question..im still in the journey of findin myself, what i want, what i actually need and who i am, exactly..im just prayin to GOD to show me the way and gimme that spark of light ive not yet seen..i know it is sumwhere out there and i need to find my way to it..but please let this soul know that there is Hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friends for throwin a great party for me..i had a wonderful time and really appreciate what u guys did..Love u guys..thanks to GOD for allowin me Time in this cruise of Life YOU own..and lastly, Wishin myself a wonderful, hopeful n joyous 23rd year ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-114461111897352294?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/114461111897352294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=114461111897352294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/114461111897352294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/114461111897352294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2006/04/aging.html' title='Aging..'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-114317279000371327</id><published>2006-03-24T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T11:59:50.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive..</title><content type='html'>Fooo, been so long since i last updated..malas la nak update..too many things happenin sampai pening pale nak jot down..ngantuknye hari ni, semalam tido at 3 sumthin for the 1st time in this2 weeks..(boss sound nape aysik dtg lambat, so lately selalu tido awal agar tak sampai office lambat)and alhamdulillah, this 2 weeks, record bersih, cemerlang gemilang :D &lt;br /&gt;    Went to a friend's bday party last nite in TGI, so the effin full, sampai cake pontade sape nak makan..but nevertheless, i had agreat time ;) reached home at 12 :-S chatting kejap n took a shower, tu pon dah 1 o clock [swt]..then memang takla nak str8ly tido without dotaing? so main sepam dua, hittin up the sack past 3 [swt]..nasib baik tak bangun lambat :D but good thing bout sleepin early, i feel very veryfresh everyday, n takde lagi masalah kelemumur n yg penting skali, tak pedihkan mataaa :Daiii, havin a big plan for shopping next month :D banyaknye nak beli, but so lil money..nia seng btol..&lt;br /&gt;    lookin for a new job now..bored n fed up with this company..too much politics [swt]..lambat launade jugak aku pegi jadi penari bogel ni..yg penting lumayan..ahh yaa talkin bout menari, im joining up a dance class soon, but still contemplating on what kinda dance cuz they have all sort like salsa, tap dance, hip hop,ballroom tango n bla bla..thinkin of takin hip hop, baru remaja :D so after this dah takde problem da nak gettin groovy wiith all the black black songs :D  yay come on y'all, gimme that! im tellin ya, loosen up my buttons babee, but u keep frontinn, sayin what ugon' do to me, but i see none, owhh loosen up my buttons babe!lol, Good Day~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-114317279000371327?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/114317279000371327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=114317279000371327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/114317279000371327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/114317279000371327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2006/03/alive.html' title='Alive..'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-114118158909404196</id><published>2006-03-01T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T10:53:09.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokey Jokey!</title><content type='html'>A minister dies and is waiting in line at the Pearly Gates. Ahead of him is a guy who's dressed in sunglasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket, and jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Peter addresses this guy, "Who are you, so that I may know whether or not to admit you to the Kingdom of Heaven?" The guy replies, "I'm Joe Cohen, taxi-driver, of Noo Yawk City."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Peter consults his list. He smiles and says to the taxi-driver, "Take this silken robe and golden staff and enter the Kingdom of Heaven." The taxi-driver goes into Heaven with his robe and staff, and it's the minister's turn.&lt;br /&gt;He stands erect and booms out, "I am Joseph Snow, pastor of Saint Mary's for the last forty-three years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Peter consults his list. He says to the minister, "Take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom of Heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just a minute," says the minister. "That man was a taxi-driver and he gets a silken robe and golden staff. How can this be?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Up here, we work by results," says Saint Peter. "While you preached, people slept; while he drove, people prayed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-114118158909404196?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/114118158909404196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=114118158909404196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/114118158909404196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/114118158909404196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2006/03/jokey-jokey.html' title='Jokey Jokey!'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-114058019023022099</id><published>2006-02-22T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T11:49:50.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deepest Secret..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i carry your heart with me, i carry it inmy heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i am never without it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anywhere i go you go,my dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and whatever is done by only me, is your doing,my darling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i fear no fate, for you are my fate,my sweet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i want no world, for beautiful you are my world,my true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and whatever a sun will always sing is you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;here is the deepest secret nobody knows..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and the sky of the sky of a tree called life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i carry your heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i carry it in my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-114058019023022099?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/114058019023022099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=114058019023022099' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/114058019023022099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/114058019023022099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2006/02/deepest-secret.html' title='The Deepest Secret..'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-114028493336219260</id><published>2006-02-19T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T01:48:53.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new Chapter</title><content type='html'>Its the beginning of a new chapter ;)&lt;br /&gt;im so glad, thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*floatin in the air*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-114028493336219260?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/114028493336219260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=114028493336219260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/114028493336219260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/114028493336219260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-chapter.html' title='A new Chapter'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-113504274416896260</id><published>2005-12-20T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T09:39:04.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love reVisit . .</title><content type='html'>its amazing how life could be so low at once n not in another..&lt;br /&gt;was a big weekend n everythin happened just too sudden n quickly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;he'd lose just this n a shockin that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;had no idea why, not a wonder what..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;was it a smell of a spoiled sun? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;or just a whisper of a winter's cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;the golden crust has been meltin inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;the scent of the depth has been gone a long time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;the spring mite just come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but the bloom's not thus blind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;if Love could reVisit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;then God's just too kind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;the birds chirpin why, n the sands humming NOW..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but the big grey cloud sigh, u'd sink low, lower down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;that Day just wont rise as hopeful of that pink sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;flown away with the guts, and the smile u left by..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;the riverwhite cud be glowin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but the water's run dry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;if Love could reVisit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;then we'd be just fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;we'd both be just fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..161205*181205..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-113504274416896260?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/113504274416896260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=113504274416896260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/113504274416896260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/113504274416896260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-revisit_20.html' title='Love reVisit . .'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-113443752238833655</id><published>2005-12-13T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T09:32:02.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Questions of You and Me . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Had the worst weekend of my life that im not too proud to talk about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Like most of us, who i believe spend tremendous mounta time decipherin mix messages from a so-called-date or meet up or whateveru'd like to call it, i spent my times alone tryina figure out if there really exist one in mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i wouldn't like to oblige me thinkin that everyone's the same but neither can i decide if what they do and say is exactly what it is, just plain THAT and nothin else, or perhaps there are a number of indefinite hindrances involved, preventin them from deliverin whats desired thus rewardin the other party, a big messed up thought, call it a bugging confusion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A nice friend once told, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'Humans are rather simple to analyze..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that behaviour and attitude explains everythin, that it reflects whatever they feel, think, want, need and expect out of everythin, out of you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;but as someone who think of myself as always bein inevitably unpredictable and overprotective, i personally see humans as beautiful-minded distinct individuals who possess amazingly strong abilities to just tell u SOMETHIN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that not everyone who calls u actually intends to know the real u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that not every lil step forward really forms a piece of foundation between them n u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that not every sign of failure implies the end of u two..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that not every goodbye wink n kiss is a promise of a further pursuit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and neither is every act of ignorance, a mean of kindly disapprovin u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that not every word they say actually perceived by u the way they wanted it to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Issit right n worthy for u to actually tryina forsee whats comin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Has human a supposedly concealin nature, or are messages n signals, the biggest lies we told ourselves in hope of a cheap consolation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Is every judgemental feelin inside, really a friend of u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If feelins n intuitions shud rightfully earn the major trust in u, why do they always seem like the deadliest enemy uve ever had to fought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Perhaps, nothin in this world is neither certain nor definable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Noone could really tell how far the rainbow goes or how heavy the rain falls..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Noone could ever explain how wonderful a dream he had was and how sweet a kiss he got tasted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Not the smartest telephatical analyst in the world could describe what is you and what is me, what u tend and what i see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Maybe thats the beauty of livin each day, just tryin n hopin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that every single thing is not meant to be foretold that easily, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that everythin has its own way of flowin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and it only takes you and your slightest bravery to turn it out bein differently pleasant than it could have been..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Like a friend's quote, 'We'r just imperfect people, livin in an imperfect world..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-113443752238833655?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/113443752238833655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=113443752238833655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/113443752238833655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-113349549350631236</id><published>2005-12-02T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T11:51:33.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The freedom you have is absolutely dazzling" Said a guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Even if I can't find the meaning of my existence?" I answered.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Supposing Man is a creature &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Who's always asking for things he doesn't own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What is it.. That we truly wanna have? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And so The guy just struggled and struggled.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And as he noticed he was filled with emptiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;He had a new found understanding.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I always open a window to tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;By dreaming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Though I know.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nothing in this world is ever certain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The Flowers are surely waiting for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;In a place I have not yet seen.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Before I'm used to a world of boredom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And begin to Grow quickly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Even if it's the end of the world.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Even if u talk in laughter, that Im trying in vain.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'll never stopped walkin forward.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cause nothing's as fearful as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Givin up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-113349549350631236?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-113349532196521424</id><published>2005-12-02T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T11:48:41.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Funny Fun Fun!</title><content type='html'>ahhhhh, lamanye tak update!finally ive some free time to actually write in here..the new project is still waitin for approval to kick-off..so till then, my job is to surf around the net as much as i can yay! i still have another 2 months here but the project has not even started..not sure if it could be completed beforei leave, if thats the case..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ive been havin a great time these few weeks..i went to Redbox with some friends last week after not havin done that for God knows howlong..then late nite they actually said they wanna go clubbin, so pegi je lah, since i havent been shakin my booty for more than a  year haha~!well i had fun, really..except that i couldnt get to see nazri n all for a movie that week, tak pasal2 aku kene marah..ive told him that im notsure if i can make it, dah dia pon bagitau 1 day b4, of coz la i tak sempat wanna cancel my other plans..anyway did i mention that i founda rm50 not when me n friends were walkin to mamak after clubbin that nite?hehe yeaa lucky me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well i went to watch erm lemme see, chicken lil, just like heaven, harry potter, and just like heaven again ^_^ i loveeeee Just like Heaven!went to eat in some cute nice places in damansara n well thats about it i guess..arghhh im so *^&amp;(*^&amp;amp;(* with tmnet..wheres my streamyx!?!?its been 4 days n they still havent come to install it..im sooo mad, cant wait toactually go online n feel alive again (not like i didnt all these while, what i mean is at home)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im goin to Cameron next week for some training..finally!the place ive been wantin to go for so long..cant imagine the fun that awaits ^_^n need to go to cyberjaya again the week after that, erghhh malasnye..anyway oklaa i think i need 2 go now n download some fresh songs ^_^happy weekend to all~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-113349532196521424?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/113349532196521424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=113349532196521424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/113349532196521424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/113349532196521424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/12/funny-fun-fun.html' title='The Funny Fun Fun!'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-113201931559528659</id><published>2005-11-15T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T09:48:35.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/136/8691/1024/%3B-%29%20Pic%2889%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/136/8691/400/%3B-%29%20Pic%2889%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wink*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-113201931559528659?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/113201931559528659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=113201931559528659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/113201931559528659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/113201931559528659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/11/wink.html' title=''/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-113142157108360665</id><published>2005-11-08T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T11:46:11.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game . .</title><content type='html'>Well its the 1st week after raya..i had a vey moderate raya this year..but still, it was all good :) Happy hari raya to all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Little by little, the warmth you left me with is fadin out&lt;br /&gt;and what will all these mean when its gone completely?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seized with impulses, Im lost in a maze with no exit&lt;br /&gt;The sense of reality urges me to find a way out&lt;br /&gt;But why can't I leave this place, so strangely?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can smile naturally about this time tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Pretendin nothing had ever happened&lt;br /&gt;I've always walked in such manner&lt;br /&gt;But I can't control this Game as I'd love to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I speak up&lt;br /&gt;Things slipped down through me&lt;br /&gt;So I wait for the Time to pass by this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need no makeshift words&lt;br /&gt;Which I'll probably forget about this time tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Ive made this game a little longer than usual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me that this pain is surely an illusion..&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me that I'm not myself at all now..&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me, cuz otherwise, I'll yearn for your warmth again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-113142157108360665?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112978144458838322</id><published>2005-10-20T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T12:34:31.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven's Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/1600/voyage41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/400/voyage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ahhhh its been so long since i last updated..been busy?err not really, just dont remember that ive a blog now that ive another 1..well well, i hope everybodys doing fine..its fasting month..so far ive not missed a day :P (well not like ive had last year :P) the month has been crazy for me..i spend a lot on food, n by a lot, i mean a LOTTT..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;well usually just bot stuff from pasar ramadhan near my house..thats fine la, but most of the time me n ayie n sum others like wewe will berbuka b4 goin back home..so the usual place is signature klcc,n u know la the price there..theres once when i bot a nasi briyani with just chicken masala n some lamb thign n it cost me rm14!!!what the hell~!then last week ate in chilis, ate in shrooms, ate in bangkok jam, ate in nandos mcD kenny almost everything..theres that time when i bot a buka puasa meal in mcD for rm17 haha gilerr..mite as well buy the buffet..n of cozz after all the delicate meals, i reserve some room for desserts..common choice would be cakes or ice creams..just last week i ate 6-7 pieces of secret recipes n whole lotsa ice creams..kadang2 1 day i just bot 2 pieces aaa sedapnye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;yeaa true, ive spent more money on the foods than 2 anything else..but like ive always said, my mom always remind me to not control on eating..u feel like eatin sumthin, just buy it..dont save for food!u can save for shoes or clothes but not food..so yea,i dont feel guilty now, thanx mom i love u~~~!oh by the way, will be having companys buka puasa today at the renaissance hotel and tomorrow in Nelayan yey yey~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ive lotsa work to do currently but am so freakin lazy..i miss ayumi..heard her latest song and im in love with it..i love it i love it..planning to buy whole lotsa her cds that i missed..plus the latest 3 concerts..sheeeez my pocket...well its thursday already..cant wait for the weekend where i can realy relax..maybe will go back to bangi, not sure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/1600/heaven34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/400/heaven3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Life's uncertain to me now, the future's uncertain, it's uncertain, my hope's uncertain, my dreams and everything..and im uncertain of what to do now..should i just give up?i cant give up.ill give way to hipocracy when i give up.but i cant continue hoping.my heart bruises with every false hope.and i have faith, i must live..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What you offered straight to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;With a smile for the last time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Was just so beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;That I gave way to tears&lt;br /&gt;Surely, that day The two of us touched love.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We've been searchin for each other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and Lost ourselves at times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but we found each other at last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So whatever result might be waiting for us&lt;br /&gt;It could be nothing but Destiny.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In the Heaven you set out for.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stars are shining tenderly upon me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stay by my side, my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Crossing over time and changing forms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You see? The future we haven't yet seen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Remains here like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stay by my side, my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Crossing over time and changing your shape &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The future we haven't yet seen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Remains here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Trust me, my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Within me you are alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So I never can say goodbye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Surely, that day The two of us touched love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112978144458838322?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112978144458838322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112978144458838322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112978144458838322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112978144458838322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/10/heavens-will.html' title='Heaven&apos;s Will'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112857718744814910</id><published>2005-10-06T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T13:39:47.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Expensive World. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As u live n breath, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In this land where Love n Trust s nowhere to be found,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never ever thought u'd see the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When u'll totally close the door of Destiny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When ur tired inside, of livin with Lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When u Wish that it was so easy to give up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;U tried to look for the Bright Lights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And tried to keep it all Together, tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But that cold thick Cloud keeps falling u apart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;U tried to give it another Chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But u just can't see a  glance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;That it will soon be easier to Try..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;That ground ur standing on is shaking Hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And that wind that blows around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Brings away the only Strength u need to Survive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Everytime u Try..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's an Expensive world u got urself in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Too tired to live in, too scared to be leavin,B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ut no longer can u afford, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To spend the only pennies left of ur heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To stand up there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just to Live and Try...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112857718744814910?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112857718744814910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112857718744814910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112857718744814910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112857718744814910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/10/expensive-world.html' title='An Expensive World. . .'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112770165704869589</id><published>2005-09-26T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T10:27:37.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things u do just for U..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;well, i miss my flight to kuching~! haha that is soo fantastic, since i'd probably have to pay the company a sum of rm780, f*ck~!!OMG la i didnt know what the hell i was doin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i din actually feel like goin to kuching n i told that to kak Roza the day b4 the trip..n she said that it cant be cancelled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feelin really tired n i knew it'd be horrifying that we'll be trippin around kuching the whole weekend..soo on that day, i was supposed 2 be at the airport b4 8.15am..a frend woke me up at 6, i left the house at 7 n i purposely made myself late for arrival at the airport..was lookin at my watch, it was almost 9 n i figured i wudnt be able to make it to the airport..so i gave kak roza a call n told her that i wont make it..n yeah, kene marah &amp;(@^* :P haha~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but the thing is, i felt good bout it!n i still feel good now even after knowin that im gonna have to pay rm780 for nothin..not coz i can afford to, but coz i did sumthin to help myself, i saved myself!n for other reason i wont mention here..it probably was the craziest thing ive done haha~!@ im so proud of myself ;) good day~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112770165704869589?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112770165704869589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112770165704869589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112770165704869589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112770165704869589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/09/things-u-do-just-for-u.html' title='The things u do just for U..'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112737888554936320</id><published>2005-09-22T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T16:48:05.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like we Never Loved at All..</title><content type='html'>just a thing that reminds me of things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You never looked so good&lt;br /&gt;As you did last night&lt;br /&gt;Underneath those city lights&lt;br /&gt;There walking with your friend&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at the moon&lt;br /&gt;I swear you looked right through me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm still living with your goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;And you're just going on with your life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you just walk on by&lt;br /&gt;Without one tear in your eye&lt;br /&gt;Don't you have the slightest feelings left for me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's just your way&lt;br /&gt;Of dealing with the pain&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting everything between our rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;Like we never loved at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, i hear you're doing fine&lt;br /&gt;Seems like you're doing well&lt;br /&gt;As far as i can tell&lt;br /&gt;Time is leaving us behind&lt;br /&gt;Another week has passed&lt;br /&gt;And still i haven't laughed yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what your secret is..&lt;br /&gt;To letting go like you did, like you did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget the magic&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget the passion&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever miss me&lt;br /&gt;Ever long to kiss me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, you never looked so good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112737888554936320?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112737888554936320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112737888554936320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112737888554936320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112737888554936320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/09/like-we-never-loved-at-all.html' title='Like we Never Loved at All..'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112737841736233468</id><published>2005-09-22T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T16:51:03.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life ur Missing..</title><content type='html'>well, am kinda tired now..dunno coz of what though, maybe work, maybe life..&lt;br /&gt;just finished the High Level design for the project..apparently the project is chosen to be evaluated for CMMi so everything needs to be done formally..and documenting in working world is such an assss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be goin to kuching tomorrow for the company trip..supposed to be excited, but kinda lose all that at the last minute..now i dont feel like goin..but its too late to cancel out, so guess i just have to carry myself out calmly n just try to relax as much as i can..way to kill the weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss STOMP!amazingly, they cant pick a better date to end the show n decided for this 25th n great, i wont be able to watch it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just hope i'd have some fun this weekend..good day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112737841736233468?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112737841736233468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112737841736233468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112737841736233468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112737841736233468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/09/life-ur-missing.html' title='The Life ur Missing..'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112625611428064251</id><published>2005-09-09T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T16:57:11.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If u think ur FABULOUS . .</title><content type='html'>and that u can outsell the Fab 5?..try this riddle!i dare u guys..ill give the one who finishes this 1st a lil treat..now go go, start working~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://people.ex.ac.uk/rbd201/riddle/ame.htm"&gt;Noel's Fabulous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do lemme know ur progress k :&gt; n feel free to ask some questions ;;)&lt;br /&gt;Good Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112625611428064251?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112625611428064251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112625611428064251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112625611428064251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha here's some stuff that just made my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Flat Tummy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A little boy walks into his parents room to see his mom on top of his dad bouncing up and down. The mom see's her son and quickly dismounts, worried about what her son has seen. She dresses quickly and goes to find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The son see's his mom and asks' "What were you and dad doing?"The mother replies "Well you know your dad has a big tummy and sometimes I have to get on top of it to help flatten it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;   "You're wasting your time." says the boy."Why is that?" asked him mom, puzzled."Well when you go shopping the lady next door comes over and gets on her knees and blows it right back up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Be Strong..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   A prisoner escapes from his California prison where he had been kept for 15 years. As he runs away, he finds a house and breaks into it. He finds a young couple in bed. He gets the guy out of bed, ties him up on a chair, ties up the woman to the bed and starts kissing her on the neck, then gets up, and goes to the bathroom. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  While he is there, the husband tells his wife: "Listen, this guy is a prisoner, look at his clothes! He probably spent a lot of time in prison, and has not seen a woman in years. I saw the way he kissed your neck. If he wants to go all the way, don't resist, don't complain, just do what he tells you, give him satisfaction. This guy must be dangerous, if he gets angry, he will kill us. Be strong, honey. I love you" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;  To which the wife responds, "He was not kissing my neck. He was whispering in my ear. He told me that he found you very sexy, and asked if we kept any Vaseline in the bathroom. Be strong, honey. I love you too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Nice House"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   Carlos calls his boss in the morning:Ey, boss i not come work today I really sick. I got headache, stomach ache, my legs hurt I not come work.&lt;br /&gt;   The boss says:You know Carlos I really need you today. When I feel like this I go to my wife and tell her to give me a blowjob. That makes me feel better and I can go to work. You should try that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;   2 hours later Carlos calls:Boss, I did what you said and I feel great, I'll be at work soon. And by the way, you got a nice house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G-G-G-Goooood Day!~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112623352706479079?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112623352706479079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112623352706479079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112623352706479079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112623352706479079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/09/whatever-no-matter.html' title='Whatever, No Matter ;)'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112614824577550963</id><published>2005-09-08T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T10:57:25.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little by Little . .</title><content type='html'>Well finally got some time off again..apparently, boss put the project on hold since nobody knows the good way to blow Fedora Cock..what a bitch Linux is im tellin ya..DO NOT GET INVOLVE WITH IT! went to watch Red Eye with Ayie n Mrulz last nite..1 word..UGLY DISSAPOINTING ORDINARY CLICHE..wait i think thats 4, whatever :P well yea i was soo hopin it was good since Cillian Murphy (hes soo very talented) n my darling Rachel McAdams was in it..whatever la, still the best movie ive seen in a while is Sin City..ROCKSSS my bloody soxxx..LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;  ermm think im gonna go n do sumthin else..my mind s always off sumwhere else these days..keeps on thinkin bout the things n life ive left behind..maybe i just need to i dunno..breath Life?..Good Day all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A mean reply, so I scream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Another fight about nothing at all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And then we cry and forgive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Promising that we will never fall again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know this much is true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Little by little I think u'll understand this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Little by little I think u'll comprehend it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Little by little You'll take me as I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Little by little&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It'll take some time to find it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To make a change, you gotta change your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause it’s hard enough to get a grip &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's hard as it is without us being left behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know this much is true.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Little by little I think u'll understand this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Little by little I think u'll comprehend it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Little by little You'll take me as I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Little by little&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't care If you don't say it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't care ‘Cause I know it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No, I don't care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112614824577550963?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112614824577550963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112614824577550963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112614824577550963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112614824577550963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/09/little-by-little.html' title='Little by Little . .'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112596933199772711</id><published>2005-09-06T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T09:15:32.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning Fedora Whore 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/1600/fw3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/400/fw3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol i just tot this is funny..have just reached the office this morning n turned on my computer when suddenly a very friendly greeting came flyin~~&lt;br /&gt;Well, im currently busy configuring the Linux server for my project..so will get back here later once im done with it..Good Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112596933199772711?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112596933199772711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112596933199772711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112596933199772711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112596933199772711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/09/good-morning-fedora-whore-3.html' title='Good Morning Fedora Whore 3!'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112528669791136417</id><published>2005-08-29T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T06:16:48.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/1600/Us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/320/Us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay at last i got my 1st payment!hehe it felt sooo great when u suddenly see this numbers on the ATM screen coz it's usually 2 figured, well at leats in my case :P as i was buying stuff using it, i dunno, i felt so proud that i made that money on my own :) probably not exciting for most people but who cares, i am! :P Thank GOD :)&lt;br /&gt;Just came to say how happy i am bout it, finally feels like an adult, a real one hehe..gosh i need some serious sleep..went to play dota with nazri n fathi last nite until 4..what was i thinkin bla bla..anyway, got some final editing to do with my project. Good Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112528669791136417?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112528669791136417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112528669791136417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112528669791136417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112528669791136417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/08/first.html' title='The First . .'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112486241709638900</id><published>2005-08-24T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T13:46:57.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Divorced Barbie</title><content type='html'>hehe, just one cheap laughing stock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   One day a fella was driving home when he suddenly realized that it was his daughter's birthday and *shock* he hadn't bought her anything. Out of the corner of his eye he notices a shopping mall. Knowing that it was 'now or never', he pulls his car through three lanes of traffic, finds a parking bay and runs into the mall. After a frantic search he finds a toy store, goes inside and attracts the attention of the shop assistant. When asked what he'd like, he simply says: "a Barbie Doll".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shop assistant looks at him in a condescending manner and asks, "So Sir, which Barbie would that be?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man looks surprised so the assistant continues, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"We have Barbie Goes To the Ball at $19.99, Barbie goes Shopping at $19.99, Barbie goes Clubbing at $19.99, Barbie Goes To The Gym at $19.99, Cyber Barbie at $19.99 and Divorced Barbie at $249.99."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man can't help himself and asks, "why is Divorced Barbie $249.99 when all those other Barbies are selling for $19.99???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Well Sir, that's quite obvious!" says the assistant,&lt;br /&gt;"Divorced Barbie comes with Ken's house, Ken's car, Ken's furniture ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112486241709638900?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112486241709638900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112486241709638900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112486241709638900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112486241709638900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/08/divorced-barbie.html' title='Divorced Barbie'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112486205160238018</id><published>2005-08-24T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T13:40:51.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money's not Everything!</title><content type='html'>Money can buy a house&lt;br /&gt;but not a home.&lt;br /&gt;Money can buy a bed&lt;br /&gt;but not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Money can buy a clock&lt;br /&gt;but not time.&lt;br /&gt;Money can buy a book&lt;br /&gt;but not knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Money can buy food&lt;br /&gt;but not an appetite.&lt;br /&gt;Money can buy position&lt;br /&gt;but not respect.&lt;br /&gt;Money can buy blood&lt;br /&gt;but not life.&lt;br /&gt;Money can buy medicine&lt;br /&gt;but not health.&lt;br /&gt;Money can buy sex&lt;br /&gt;but not love.&lt;br /&gt;Money can buy insurance&lt;br /&gt;but not safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You see, money is not everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, if you have too much,please, send it to me, immediately at &lt;a href="mailto:h3ctor83@gmail.com"&gt;h3ctor83@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112486205160238018?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112486205160238018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112486205160238018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112486205160238018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112486205160238018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/08/moneys-not-everything.html' title='Money&apos;s not Everything!'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112477183935219162</id><published>2005-08-23T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T12:37:19.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconditional Love . .</title><content type='html'>A story is told about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Mom and Dad, I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to bring home with me." "Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him." "There's something you should know the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mind and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live." "No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The parents in this story are like many of us. We find it easy to love those who are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don't like people who inconvenience us or make us feel uncomfortable. We would rather stay away from people who aren't as healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are. Thankfully, there's someone who won't treat us that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;   Someone who loves us with an unconditional love that welcomes us into the forever family, regardless of how messed up we are. Tonight, before you tuck yourself in for the night, say a little prayer that God will give you the strength you need to accept people as they are, and to help us all be more understanding of those who are different from us. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;   There's a miracle called Friendship That dwells in the heart. You don't know how it happens Or when it gets started But you know the special lift It always brings And you realize that Friendship Is God's most precious gift! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;   Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope u've learned somethin there, as much as i did..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112477183935219162?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112477183935219162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112477183935219162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112477183935219162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112477183935219162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/08/unconditional-love_22.html' title='Unconditional Love . .'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112468297696228216</id><published>2005-08-22T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T12:24:55.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dream you wish you can Keep . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/1600/path.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="288" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6029/739/400/path.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last nite i had a dream..a very weird unusual dream..i was CRAZILY in love with sumone n we had exquisite time together..&lt;br /&gt;Whats weird is she's actually sumone i really like in reality,but couldn't have..in the dream, she whispered to me: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"I've been waiting for this moment my whole life.."&lt;/span&gt; and i answered &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"So have i.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I fought myself n insisted on waking up, stopping the dream from hurting, knowing none of that would ever come true..i woke up feelin completely disfunctional, emotionally disturbed..I cant help but wonderin (hoping), are people right? &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DREAMS DO COME TRUE&lt;/span&gt;..people get signs from dreams..even PROPHETS got signs, orders or warnings from ALLAH through dreams..but theres not a few that think dreams are just silly, sumthin to keep u company while ur brain is not in need..but what happens when u know sumthin will never happen, yet u get the same dream over n over again?..when it comes to serious uncertainty, is it time to stop dreamin, n do sumthin?.. owhh, just tired of waitin i am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;There's a nail in the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And there's glass on the lawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tacks on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And the TV is on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And I always sleep with my guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;There's a blade by the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And a phone in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;A dog on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And some cash on the nightstand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When I'm all alone the dreaming stops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And I just count sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What should I do I'm just a little baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What if the lights go out and maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And then the wind just starts to moan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Outside the door he followed me home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well goodnight moon I want the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;If it's not here soon I might be done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;No it won't be too soon 'til I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Goodnight moon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;There's a shark in the pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And a witch in the tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;A crazy old neighbour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and he's been watching me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And there's footsteps loud and strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;coming down the hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Something's under the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Now it's out of my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;There's a big black crow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sitting on my window ledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And I hear something scratching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;through the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Oh what should I do I'm just a little baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What if the lights go out and maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I just hate to be all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Outside the door he followed me home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Now goodnight moon I want the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;If it's not here soon I might be done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;No it won't be too soon 'til I say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Goodnight moon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well you're up so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;How can you save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When the dark comes here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tonight to take me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The mouth from woke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And into bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;where it kisses my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;And eats my hand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112468297696228216?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112468297696228216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112468297696228216' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112468297696228216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112468297696228216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/08/dream-you-wish-you-can-keep.html' title='The Dream you wish you can Keep . .'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112444238380841926</id><published>2005-08-19T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T17:18:49.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The War's over, it's Feel Good time!</title><content type='html'>hehe here's some joke's that's worth's reading's.. hope's it's lighten's u up's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Best-Selling Book of the Month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUAMI : KENAPA SAYANG MENANGIS?&lt;br /&gt;ISTERI : SAYA TELAH BACA SEBUAH BUKU. SAD ENDINGLAH BANG...&lt;br /&gt;SUAMI : BUKU APA?&lt;br /&gt;ISTERI : BUKU BANK ABANGLAH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Uneventful Curiousity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada suatu petang, si ibu membawa anaknye yg berusia 4 thn bersiar-siar menaiki kete. Dlm perjalanan si ibu membunyikan hon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak : Naper ibu bunyikan hon &amp;amp; saper org tu?&lt;br /&gt;Ibu : Tu sedara kiter kenalah hormat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dlm perjalanan mereka seterusnya mereka terserempak dgn seekor lembuYG nak melintas lalu si ibu membunyikan hon.&lt;br /&gt;Anak : Itupun sedara kiter jugak ke???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine takdela lawak sgt :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Reasons why Animals can't Talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayam : Manusia ni memang pentingkan diri sendiri!&lt;br /&gt;Lembu : Kenapa kau kata macam tu?&lt;br /&gt;Ayam : Tengoklah. Apa mereka buat kat aku!&lt;br /&gt;Lembu : Hah! Buat apa pulak?&lt;br /&gt;Ayam : Aku ni bertelur hari-hari. Aku cadang naklah dapat anak dua tiga ekor. Orang kata ada juga waris aku bila aku dah tak de nanti. Tapi manusia ni memang tak berhati perut.Hari-hari dia orang makan telor aku, macamana aku nak dapatanak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembu : Alah! Kau punya masaalah kecil aja!&lt;br /&gt;Ayam : ?? Maksud kau?&lt;br /&gt;Lembu : Aku ni, kalau fikirkan nasib aku lagi malang. Rasa nak bunuhdiri pun ada. Bayangkan, hari-hari manusia minum susu aku tapi sorang pun tak pernah panggil aku MAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe Good Day all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112444238380841926?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112444238380841926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112444238380841926' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112444238380841926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112444238380841926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/08/wars-over-its-feel-good-time.html' title='The War&apos;s over, it&apos;s Feel Good time!'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112408090115611701</id><published>2005-08-15T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T10:49:36.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 1st Impression and Convocation . .</title><content type='html'>owhh finally i got some time off!damnnn, at last ive finished my 1st project here. Well not all, most of the modules.oh ya i havent mention anything bout this yet.Im now working in Microlink Solution Sdn Bhd..its in Bangunan Angkasa Raya, rite in front of KLCC! yeah haha,so bile gaji, confirm terus habis sbb the mall is just besidethe office..ahha, the position is PHP Programmer, thank GOD its nothin like C or Java, or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni nak cite sikit la bout my first task. The first day i report for work, my boss dah bagi keje.2 PHP projects. one was due the next 2 weeks. The thing was i didnt get the needed informations on theproject until a week after that. n i'd only got the Dreamweaver last monday. So i was like havin only a week to finishthe project!i mean what the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;#)!(^#^$#^&amp;&lt;/span&gt; ...n the boss, Mr King YOu keep pressurin me on what he wants n what needs to be in the project..aku dah pening pale fikir boleh siap ke tak..came friday, aku baru siap like 60% of itand i knew that i either have to come to the office on satrday n sunday or bring home the work and try to finish it if it works..n soo i spent last weekend developing the system and i got it done around 11.30pm yesterday!i cant even believe i did that..it was like university all over again!shoot~i dont know why i did that though..maybe coz its my first task, n i surely need to give these people a good impression..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i hope to get away from IThood..staying up late nite, workin over the weekends, constantpressure and Mariana-low payment is like the nature of it.ask everyone!everybody's runing away from ITville (except for those whopassionately love it, why, i can never understand)..it wasn't my choice to work here..i've no choice..n i tot,better do somethin,than just nothin..besides, i can do some programming, i just dont like it..so im hoping that after my 6 months probation period here, ill get a new job elsewhere..somethin hardcore IT-free and fun..somthin i'll love doing!Somethin PR-ish or somthin like what Salimah's havin rite now, absolute pleasure!hehe okok enough, work stuff--&gt;boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i had my convocation ceremony 2 weekends ago..what a day!i wasnt feeling excited when i reached malacca except formeeting my friends there..but then when the day came n we were all wearing the robe, going on stage receiving the certand then singing 'Permata Dunia', i started to feel a lil emotional..my mom walked forward near my seat, congratulated men gave a kiss and a bunch of flowers!yey to me~~n it was just soo touching to see how happy mom was from the look of her face..went to my seat and when we started singing 'Permata Dunia', i stood straight n started to sing intensely, knowing it wasprobably gonna be my last time singing it..all the things i went thru in MMU flashed before my eyes..i started to visualizedme, lok, ayman, zul, mairulz, fuleh, ridheq, wewe, nad and perz singing that song during our orientation..that we sang it as loud as we can, like nobody's business (while constantly staring at salimah's pretty face,queieng just beside)..all the memories came one by one n that was the moment when i realized, how valuable university life is..it just teaches u a lot,enough for u to go forward to the next round..the song ended and i quickly painted a smile on my face coz it was time to go out n take pictures!!! yay~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came out n greeted by my fmaily n received another 2 bunches of flowers..took some pictures with my mom n all n went formy friends..n there i got another bunch from lok n ridherq n others,ek n hmates, rye, fariq..ohh GOD knows how happy i was..&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ive never received that much flowers in my life!&lt;/span&gt;then we took some pictures..i mean a lot of pictures, a few chatsn then left for a drink..i settled up all the mmu business n went home with pecot..apparently he was kind enough to give me a lifthome, especially with all those flowers blooming inside his satria haha!well thanks anyway, n thanks a lot to those who came tocongratulate us..ill certainly come for urs next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yah the pictures..aku sendiri pon blum tgk lagi the pictures actually..tgh tunggu my brother to transfer the pics to his computerand send it to me since the camera is with him in sabah..and dornag yg lain pon blum passing2 lagi gambar2 dornag..so coming the sooner the better la okay! gotta go for lunch now, sooo, till then~~!&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Good Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh ya forgot to include this..these are the pics from azarul..enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zaryl2k.fotopages.com/?entry=516680&amp;amp;back=http://zaryl2k.fotopages.com/?page=0"&gt;http://zaryl2k.fotopages.com/?entry=516680&amp;amp;back=http://zaryl2k.fotopages.com/?page=0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112408090115611701?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112408090115611701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112408090115611701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112408090115611701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112408090115611701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/08/1st-impression-and-convocation.html' title='The 1st Impression and Convocation . .'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-112305874239850787</id><published>2005-08-03T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:45:42.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OMG lamanye tak post kat sini........aaaa rinduuuuuuu, rindu serindu rindunyaaaaa...haha...by the way takde masa nak tulis now, i'll get back here later2 eh...byk nak story ni...but for now, lemme just say that im in my office!yesss aku dah benti keje kat kilang anggur tu ;P later!&lt;br /&gt; Good Day everybody :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-112305874239850787?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/112305874239850787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=112305874239850787' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112305874239850787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/112305874239850787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/08/hi.html' title='HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-111432307412878276</id><published>2005-04-24T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T15:34:56.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ended where it first Started..</title><content type='html'>ermm yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru pas teman lok tunggu bas..hes goin to pudu to take another 1 to jb..myrulz left at 1 before that..here again, im the last 1 to leave the house..well not exactly, myrulz n ayman ll be comin back on mmonday to pick up whats left..but i dunno..i hate to be the last person to leave..id rather leave ppl than seeing them leave me..but somehow, ill always end up being the last 1 to leave..since alpha, thats me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myrulz has been a very good friend of mine since alpha..dia org pertama yg aku kenal in our house kat emerald park..hes friendly, very outspoken n suka berterus terang..i know he's now havin the problem of his life..ntahla, i do always support n give him my point of view on it..sumtimes aku slalu membantah sume tindakan dia, tapi sumenye dgn niat baik, taknak dia terpedaya..well, 4 years is enough to know him good..i can sense every inch of fake smiles and made up laughter from him..whatever, i hope n im sure he'll get to find sumone really worthy of his love soon..the journey's still long..u will :) whatever it is, hes one of the best guy ive ever known, so thanx for that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as Lok..dah kenal since alpha lagi..do everythin together, go everywhere together..the good thing is our kepala sepesen..theres no secrets betwen both of us..i know everythin bout him i hope, n he knows everythin bout me..well not really, haha! although slalu sgt gaduh even pasal benda kecik2..tu sume asam garam kehidupan..kawan manela yg hidupnye bersengih sesama sendiri 24 hours?but here i wanna apologize to lok..that ive never really treat him right all this while, in spite him being a very nice person..never really gave him good presents on his birthday, never really gave him enough credits for what he has done and never complimented him enough though he deserved all of that..i dunno, im very protective of myself..sometimes ive problems expressing myself, not just to lok, but everyone else..but to me its enough for me to know that i thank everything that he n everyone else does n keep all the wishes in heart..grateful for everythin..n this goes out to all the others, ayman, ayie, reen, aniss, myrulz, jue, watie, fuleh, ikin n zul..well anything, i wish lok all the best in his future..uve been such an amazing person to know..ur a great guy, ull succeed 1 day..just dun talk so much craps..*cut the crab* haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i wanted to say is..im very proud that those ppl that i knew first in mmu were the ppl i knew till the end of it..it seems like i bond with the right ppl..thanx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, dad's coming in a while..so i better check if theres anythin tertinggal..time for bangi!n time for a long rest before i start lookin for jobs..yeah, long la sgt..im comin back here on tuesday to do some work with ayie n shahroo..n finish all the businesses with MMU..it stops here for a while..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goodbye MMU, Goodbye A3910, n Goodbye to every lil thing here that has made my life here so beautiful, that gives me something to remember..Bye-Bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s: sorry ayman, if we left this house in misery, such a mess..kitorang dah cube sedaya upaya utk bersihkan :D kalau ko perlu teman tuk bersihkan later call aku ek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-111432307412878276?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/111432307412878276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=111432307412878276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/111432307412878276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/111432307412878276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/04/ended-where-it-first-started.html' title='Ended where it first Started..'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-111427762934955078</id><published>2005-04-24T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T13:42:53.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more Sad songs plss!</title><content type='html'>ahhaaahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was what came out of myrulz's mouth a while ago..&lt;br /&gt;come to think about it, yes its truee..nape everytime kita sedih we've to listen 2 sad songs..&lt;br /&gt;thats like double the trouble, arnt we torturing ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well to me, i dunno, i dun classify them as 'sad songs'..they r songs that reminds me of somethin, or sumone..just listenin to them makes me think of all the memories thus appreciate them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi not every lil memory has to be attached to a sad emotional song aight?tiba2 my winamp randomed on the song 'Jika Kau Tiada'..hehe, teringat waktu nyanyi lagu ni dgn anisss, n everyone else who got involved with it..that moment was fun, my mood jumped to the sparkling side..n this song is simply great to proove that not every sorrow can be cured with sad songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jika Kau Tiada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Suatu ketika dahulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ku tersesat dalam hidup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sehingga muncul menjelma sayang kepadamu&lt;br /&gt;Rupanya inilah cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nikmatnya baru ku rasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tak terbayang bagaimana hidup jika kau tiada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jika Kau Tiada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pada siapa kan ku dendang syair cinta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dan dakapan mana harus ku bersandar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Meraih kasih yang ku perlu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jika Kau Tiada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wajah siapa harus ku tenung bila mencari ketenangan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Arakian suara siapa kan membisikkan kata-kata cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tak tersusun kata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Azimat kau bawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pastinya ku kan sengsara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh jika kau tiada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tak ku kenal cinta sebelum kau hadir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tak ku tahu erti rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kini doa ku termakbul...ku tagih cintamu selalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Walau ramai ku kenali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tiada seikhlasmu kasih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kalam sayang kau ku cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hanya nyawa kan bisa memisahkan kita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jika Kau Tiada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hilanglah bintang di langit yang berkelip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Memelita malam yang hiba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hilanglah keajaiban kelapan di dunia&lt;br /&gt;Jika Kau Tiada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sentuhan siapa yang mampu menyembuh luka di hatiku?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Lantarannya tawar naluri hati untuk jatuh cinta lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Jikalau ku termampu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;memiliki dunia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Semua tak bermakna bagi ku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;jika kau tiada..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well okay, the title is a lil cliche..but the song isn't :P its a great song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm..almost everyone dah balik skrg..the only ppl left is me myrulz n lok..&lt;br /&gt;hehe but sume tgh busy mengemas..ive done mine :D ahhh cant believe its time to leave this house!!!i dont want to!!this is my housee!!!minee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol whatever, laugh all u want now..ull be cryin a freakin river tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;haha i dun care, theres so lil time left, mite as well enjoy it now..what happens next is in the book..all u can do is pray that the steps of life onward will do nothin but favour u :) Good day everybody :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-111427762934955078?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/111427762934955078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=111427762934955078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/111427762934955078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/111427762934955078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-more-sad-songs-plss.html' title='No more Sad songs plss!'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-111424737239619957</id><published>2005-04-23T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T17:09:32.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Journey to Remember..</title><content type='html'>Well im starting to feel really sad now..&lt;br /&gt;the feeling that im gonna leave this place, the feeling that im not gonna be able to come here anymore like before, the feelin that all these wont happen again soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD..A3910, this place has brought me lots of unforgettable memories..this is my shelter..the place i used to run to, in seek of warmth..used to feel very safe everytime i step into this house..it just gave me the feelin that a GODhand was all around me, that i was all protected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, sorang2 dah balik..very sad to see them go..Im just very thankful to have known all of them..Seriously, i had the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time of my life, the life everyone else could only wish for..I would never, never, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER EVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; forget each and every one of u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And so it is&lt;br /&gt;Just like you said it would be&lt;br /&gt;Life goes easy on me&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time&lt;br /&gt;And so it is (he has)&lt;br /&gt;The shorter story&lt;br /&gt;No love, no glory&lt;br /&gt;No hero in her sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/ayie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my eyes off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/jue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my eyes off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/lok.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my eyes off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/anis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my eyes off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/ayman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my eyes off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/reen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And so it is&lt;br /&gt;Just like you said it should be&lt;br /&gt;We'll both forget the breeze&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time&lt;br /&gt;And so it is&lt;br /&gt;The colder water&lt;br /&gt;The blower's daughter&lt;br /&gt;The pupil in denial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/mrulz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my eyes off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/fuleh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my eyes off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/zul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my eyes off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Did I say that I loathe you?&lt;br /&gt;Did I say that I want to&lt;br /&gt;Leave it all behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my mind off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/all.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my mind off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/all4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my mind off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/all2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my mind off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/all6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my mind off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/all3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my mind off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/all8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my mind off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/all7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my mind off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/all9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my mind off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/all5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my mind off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/all10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my mind off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/all12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my mind off you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/allFinal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't take my mind...&lt;br /&gt;My mind...my mind...&lt;br /&gt;'Til I find somebody new...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-111424737239619957?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/111424737239619957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=111424737239619957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/111424737239619957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/111424737239619957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/2005/04/journey-to-remember.html' title='A Journey to Remember..'/><author><name>H3ctor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06091381750189340192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9883912.post-111408666436674785</id><published>2005-04-18T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T21:34:45.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not the End till it really Ends..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/2821/320/raya.jpg"img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yea this is it.. im done in mmu..just cant believe how extremely fast time goes by.. 4 years seems like a flashing fortnight..especially when u have some great people with adorable heart around u..&lt;br /&gt;arghh cant believe we'r not gonna be able to hang out like we used to,do all the lil crazy things we used to do..all the fun of knowing u guys, i ll cherish my whole life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there ve been so much ups n downs n u guys r amazing to ve helped me got thru it..u guys r truly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n i love each and every one of u just the way u are..especially to all my great housemates ayman, lok, zul, myrulz, ayie, reen, anisss, jue, ikin n watie..thou we have or had lotsa critical problems running around, i wouldnt wish i could go back in time and change things that could be done differently, coz these r the norms in life, these r the things that got us together after all and these r the stuff that makes this fantastic life vivid n colourful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we wont be seeing each other as often anymore, id love to thank all of u for the great times n memories..and apologize for all the bad things i did..i know ive done a lot whether i mean it or not, some people just took it differently, maybe i wont have guts to tell this in person ,so again, sorry..no matter how much hatred u have against me now and no matter how much u choose to scorn me to death now, all the remarkable memories are just way too expensive to me to even be surpassed by some dirty lil penny..i still love u all, ill still love u all.. seriously, i could have not ask for more and i thank god for all of u..&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this has been the &lt;strong&gt;GREATEST&lt;/strong&gt; chapter of my life and ill cherish it forever&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everythin will remain the same, we ll still see each other once in a while n we ll still have fun all the best to everybody in ur future ahead n GOD bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Time, sometimes the time just slips away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And your left with yesterday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Left with the memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I, I'll always think of you and smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And be happy for the time I had you with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Though we go our seperate ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I won't forget so don't forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The memories we made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Please remember, please remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I was there for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And you were there for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Please remember, our time together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The time was yours and mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;While we were wild and free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Please remember, please remember me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Goodbye, there's just no sadder word to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And it's sad to walk away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;With just the memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Who's to know what might have been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We'll leave behind a life and time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'll never know again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Please remember, please remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I was there for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And you were there for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And remember, please remember me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Please remember, please remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I was there for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And you were there for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Please remember, our time together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The time was yours and mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;While we were wild and free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Please remember, please remember me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And how we laugh and how we smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And how this heart was yours and mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And how a dream was out of reach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I stood by you, you stood by me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We took each day and made it shine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We wrote our names across the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We ride so fast, we ride so free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And I knew that you had me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Please remember, Please remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE U GUYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-111408666436674785?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' 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tix on wednesdays,no monthly allowance n its a no no for everything..urgh everybody knows what i mean..&lt;br /&gt;i guess what ive to do now is log on to jobstreet.com n look for things ill do soon..how ****ed up is that?&lt;br /&gt;n speaking of which,id just realized that i hadnt have any love this whole 4 years..hello??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i went to this World Debate afterparty last nite in Kenny Hills n it was very refreshing to see all these  ppl from all around the world partying like the new millenium animals..never knew that these kinda ppl are party goers n stuff..it was cool i guess thou the working dj sux to the bloody max..i was just feelin sad that i couldnt watch the Sydney A team in their final match in mmu yesterday..ive been rooting for them since the start n to miss them going against cambridge n inner temple was just very frustrating!!heart pinching!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,its a new year n theres a lot to do with a very lil time to go..guess i should be moving my arse now or i never will..May this year brings joy n happiness to me especially,my family n friends..Hope this one's not a sore loser..luv u all, HAPPY NEW YEAR 2005!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9883912-110458642830440288?l=h3ctor83.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://h3ctor83.blogspot.com/feeds/110458642830440288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9883912&amp;postID=110458642830440288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/110458642830440288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9883912/posts/default/110458642830440288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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