<?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-4186957015935124940</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:15:01.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hamdi's blog!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4186957015935124940.post-6466724491057032733</id><published>2007-12-23T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T20:47:39.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG REPLIES:::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yazid: Jangan nak merepek kat sini. Merepek aku tak layan. Pergi mati dgn kau. fierce tu. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAMMIE: who cares... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Sunshine: who are you? haha. SHHH... im not sexy. i dunno you. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wEi: AH WEI! haha. you too la. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aNaKuSz_^: wahh.. lu tak bilang gua lu pun dah hanyut. lu punya pasal la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-6466724491057032733?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/6466724491057032733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=6466724491057032733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/6466724491057032733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/6466724491057032733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/12/bismillah_1219.html' title=''/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-3985011407046851281</id><published>2007-12-23T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T13:01:36.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need work la. haiyo. I need to buy new laptop leh. I aim the new Acer already. But now no work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visited Emi at TTSH on Monday. The poor boy fractured his neck after playing bossaball on Sunday. He was the one who really wanted to join the bossaball team. Now he cannot play ball games anymore. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147142127454346466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R25SfoNdXOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qU1UXSm1cDw/s320/PC160962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                     muka steam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147142127454346482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R25SfoNdXPI/AAAAAAAAACE/lMIKti7YPJ4/s320/PC160964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                           "alamak. how am i going to go to the toilet now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147142131749313794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R25Sf4NdXQI/AAAAAAAAACM/htkRR37vo8U/s320/PC160976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                      faizal and daryl face so sad. as if we are not going to see emi anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147145572018117986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R25VoINdXWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/g2PnIWr4RAI/s320/PC170002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                          Lying down on hospital bed wid the neck brace. But still 'gatal'. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the only BE practice for this hols on Wednesday. Everyone was mood-less. I was sick , and was fasting, and i attended. Feel so proud. Adik's slipper snapped. Walked to/at causeway point barefooted. Very kesian. But nvm la. haha. Finally got her new slippers at John Little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147144481096424754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R25UooNdXTI/AAAAAAAAACk/FjoVE00Z7Sk/s320/Image043.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Bare-footed adik choosing her slippers. Never wash leg den wear new slippers. Tsk.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya Haji on Thursday was like any other Sundays, family day dat is. Wasted sia my life like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out wid adik pam ytd. Watched a weird movie. Dunno wads the whole objective of the movie also. Play wid codes. Remind me of VB only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147144485391392082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R25Uo4NdXVI/AAAAAAAAAC0/PG3M0WVYzH4/s320/Image053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to IMM wid adik just now. For... i dunno wad. haha. But we actually planned to buy a gift for BE's christmas party next saturday. We walked, but nothing captures our heart. cheyy cheyy.. Talk like wad finding gf. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im sick. But at least i feel happy. Why? Its like dat la. wth. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i feel my blog is so boring. I dun think i know how to blog. This blog like so boring. At least last time i put some stupid pics or jokes i came across. Now is just about my wasted life. Wadever la. I'll just treat it like a scrapbook. Want read, read la. Dun want, i got link other people. But still dun forget to tag ok? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_no trust, then just be friends. be friends till we shape the trust_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-3985011407046851281?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/3985011407046851281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=3985011407046851281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/3985011407046851281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/3985011407046851281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/12/bismillah_23.html' title=''/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R25SfoNdXOI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qU1UXSm1cDw/s72-c/PC160962.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4186957015935124940.post-3588702409836611471</id><published>2007-12-09T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T20:36:02.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I havent been riding for so long. Only rode my bike on tuesday this week. My grades jialat already. I have a feeling i need to retake some modules. die. My hair is damn short. No way im exposing it until i can finally do something to it. My ACER is still not back. Still servicing. I just bought a new wallet. Im feeling sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24th November 2007. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to celebrate my BFF's, Muzzie, birthday. haha. stop it sia BFF. Anyway, we same primary school, BVPS, secondary school, BBSS, and now RP. Tasted alot of shit together. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wad a metaphor. haha.&lt;/span&gt; Den got surprise party for him. More like making a fool outta him. haha. stupid. I brought him to meet the rest who were all waiting at 8 at newton. Had our heavy dinner. The best part, the sabo ar. His face changed from ice cream to jelly. im addicted to metaphor. stupid metaphor sadly. Actually the metaphor not stupid. im stupid. ok nvm. den after dat, took cab to bkt btk and slack at coffee bean. The next day got performance in school. Performed for some White Ribbon campaign.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141895645908682658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R1uu2NaDx6I/AAAAAAAAABM/OiMhmUY44lI/s320/DSC00822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7th December 2007. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;BEATS ENCORE CONCERT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wear durag for the first time ever. Didnt even thought of wearing la. Last minute bought the weird thing. And i had fun la. Enjoyed the whole show. The part when i felt most happening was, of course, the finale. Den after the concert got someone gave me present seyy. I was on stage for 2 performances only den got present from some stranger to me. Very strange indeed. haha. After dat, ate our late dinner in school. Saw something unwantedly again. Only Haiqel knows it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141898489177032658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R1uxbtaDx9I/AAAAAAAAABk/pE-e5-JNNYs/s320/BE+You+Got+Beats!+(60).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141898484882065346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R1uxbdaDx8I/AAAAAAAAABc/wJsfZZqRLCA/s320/BE+You+Got+Beats!+(37).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8th Decenber 2007. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to my cousin's hse in the afternoon. Played wid alot of babies. Alot of my cousins now grown ups. 3 got married. When is my turn ehh? 10 years down the road i guess. nvm. Adik suddenly msg me at 4 saying dat she bored and wanna go out. So, i asked her out. We went for a date la. Stupid date. If dat was really a date, i will never have a girlfriend. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Set the time to meet at 7. But she reached at 7.30. nvm. im a patient guy. cheyy cheyy.. haha. Played pool at marina. Adik won cos i let her. She mcm fhm only. haha. Watched some SKA gig at the waterfront. Skanking for awhile until the poor adik's foot kena stepped. Cannot tahan den get out already. haha. Den she saw DXO and she was so surprised. She didnt know DXO is at Esplanade. haha. So walked to clarke quay cos she wanted to know where is MOS. I showed her and she screamed. Not so loud la. But funny ar. Slack wid her at the riverside for awhile. Her legs got blisters and slippers damaged. haha. Slack until she missed her last train. Lucky i got mine. haha. Too bad la you adik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141900499221727218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R1uzQtaDx_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/svdCTErE9TQ/s320/IMG_3532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;adik pam and abang ham. done!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;amin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[_im flirty? im dangerous? im poisonous? fine la. i just love all my friends. dats all_]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-3588702409836611471?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/3588702409836611471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=3588702409836611471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/3588702409836611471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/3588702409836611471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/12/bismillah.html' title=''/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R1uu2NaDx6I/AAAAAAAAABM/OiMhmUY44lI/s72-c/DSC00822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4186957015935124940.post-2851336416801963890</id><published>2007-11-18T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T20:30:36.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R0ACkAeAd4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/idV7wkjHUkU/s1600-h/percussion+drum+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134106392826771330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R0ACkAeAd4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/idV7wkjHUkU/s320/percussion+drum+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of happenings yesterday. Long time never go out wid Luqman. Actually, i wanted to ask all the bbss soccer friends to go out yesterday. cos like so long never got out together. But too bad most of them cant make it. So, like usual, only me and the stupid Man. Funny la. We always together. Fated for us to be together all the time. wth. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i realised something just after a few minutes walking at town. Yesterday like got alot of pretty and hot girls at town. I told Man la den he said im desperate for a girlfriend after so long. Dats why i think like dat. Maybe true ar. haha. but nvm. Anw, we later realised dat there was some hip hop event at far east plaza. Also, outside taka got ALOT of buskering. The best would be some capoeira performances. Cool la their steps. So all the girls were there to watch the hip hop thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, my objective to go town yesterday was actually to get a new cap. Survey some shops, at last decide on some weird cap from topman. I like regret buying it. The colour like very hard to match. Dun care la. I bought it already anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed myself la yesterday. First cos i got a new cap. Second, cos got to watch alot of cool performances. Third, alot of hot girls. This is like better den eyemo la. hahaha. Last, cos get to go out wid Man again after so long. I like gay ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school today. Have to be in school by 7.30 leh. I overslept. Woke up at 7. Reached school at 7.40. Late 10mins. No detention. haha. Dun wish to talk much about this eco picnic thing la. Cos nothing interesting happened. I signed up for this also cos can get 3 DA points just for giving out goodie bags for a short time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134155888029890450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R0AvlAeAd5I/AAAAAAAAABE/apfIScg2zRw/s320/goodie+bags.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                            multi-racial &lt;strong&gt;GOODIE&lt;/strong&gt; (bag) &lt;strong&gt;GUYS&lt;/strong&gt;. science camp mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mummy go Kelantan, M'sia for 4 days. Tmr den come back. So, as usual, have to be a houseboy for a while. Clean the house, cook some simple dish for some meals to save money, wash clothes, water the plants, bla bla bla... Actually, dats all. haha. Action only bla bla like very hardworking. haha. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R0ACageAd1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/LfRbIxyKbOg/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134106229618014034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R0ACageAd1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/LfRbIxyKbOg/s320/Image049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R0ACbgeAd2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/jU4M_lT7Y6A/s1600-h/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134106246797883234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R0ACbgeAd2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/jU4M_lT7Y6A/s320/Image050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R0ACcweAd3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/RdqtdK0oWGw/s1600-h/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134106268272719730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R0ACcweAd3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/RdqtdK0oWGw/s320/Image045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_something is like missing. life is like incomplete_]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-2851336416801963890?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/2851336416801963890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=2851336416801963890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/2851336416801963890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/2851336416801963890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/11/bismillah_18.html' title=''/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/R0ACkAeAd4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/idV7wkjHUkU/s72-c/percussion+drum+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4186957015935124940.post-4905545148542243315</id><published>2007-11-11T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T18:41:15.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, i really want to update. Alot of crazy things to let out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, W26L bbq. Nothing much for me to comment. Two words i can say, 'people change'. Anw, I still had fun bbq all the way till past midnight. Alot of leftovers. All bring home. Gossip about ghost wid syirah, christina, kathy, linus and kalista. Den kat asked me to imagine i riding halfway, see side mirror got people behind. Of course i scared already la. So, going home time, turn on my music player damn loud and speed all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131528280810912386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/RzbZyIya-oI/AAAAAAAAAAc/OT3_4dXklPM/s320/PB100890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Helmi under his void deck at 1.30am. He wanted to eat supper. So, ride him to McD at Bkt Btk, eat, slack awhile. Den we saw a couple ride bike, without wearing helmets. Fierce ar. I thought in M'sia only can. Reached home at 3. Immediately msg Nadia to wake me up in the morning because I have a performance this morning. Must be in school by 8am. About 3 hours to sleep only, after a long and tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, went to perform at NLB just now. We make a new song and straightaway perform dat piece. But its actually a cover song. We played It's My Life by Bon Jovi. Cool ar. To fill time only la. Had alot of fun there. From tired, become... more more tired. haha. But happy ar. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, an incident really touched my soul. haha. But serious ar. I saw a makcik and pakcik on the ground, groaning in pain, bike pinning them, a lot of blood. I stopped cos i was just behind them, but i dunno how to help. The pakcik managed to get up by himself though he was badly injured, deep cuts on his hands, legs, eyelid and all over his face, compared to the makcik, only some minor injuries on the lower part of her body. This is what happens la, skin protect metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying la when i see the first picture. I imagine their childrens' reaction to that, and if their bodies were motionless. I swear I will not be able to sleep tonight. Still, I am grateful because if I were a minute earlier, I would have become the victim cos the driver only park her car at the side when i already stopped my bike. Means the accident happened just a short while before i reached. She also holding a P-plate ar. She act blur leh. Her reaction was, "OHH! I DID? SORRY!", when the pakcik shouted at her asking for why she cut his lane. There's a chance her license will be suspended for quite a long time ar. About 15 mins there, nothing much i can do already cos the situation quite calm already, i also didnt really witness the accident, so, just left the place for home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other interesting pictures. I thought we took a group photo ytd, but dunno why gone. Somebody delete i think. Just wait for today's performance pictures. Dun expect me to post the pictures on the accident. done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_we cannot expect our old friends to be the same like last time. just hopefully they won't forget us as their friends_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-4905545148542243315?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/4905545148542243315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=4905545148542243315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/4905545148542243315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/4905545148542243315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/11/bismillah_11.html' title=''/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/RzbZyIya-oI/AAAAAAAAAAc/OT3_4dXklPM/s72-c/PB100890.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4186957015935124940.post-5762595839391647438</id><published>2007-11-08T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T14:35:52.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. long time ehh no updates. haha. and seriously speaking, i even forgot my blogger gmail user name la seyy. haha. nvm nvm. i rmb already after trying for like 5 times. haha. anw, first of all, HAPPY DEEPAVALI to all my indian friends la. enjoy la you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. life now is like a musician. cheyy.. cheyy. haha. but really la. full of percussion practices. all preparation for my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEATS ENCORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; concert on the 7th December. and i went for the gamelan practice yesterday after missing for like 3months plus. haha. cos ytd no percussion practice la. cool? its not ok. it's because Monday got full day rehearsal already la. 9am-9pm. how's dat? scary ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today no plans. maybe not yet. dats why i can blog now. haha. tmr, actually wanted to go M'sia. asked dad for permission. he said ok. asked mum, den she make noise. now, my dad take back his words already. how ehh? i dun want to be left out leh. at night got pit at letch's hse. my sec sch classmate. celebrate her birthday. skali bbq dosai and prata. haha. cool. i miss sec sch life and friends so much la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss my rp first sem class so much also la! serious. all my friends think i can't be serious. saturday got pit wid them. whee... sch life just fine la. just dat i now become more and more lazy. always nvr do rj. missed school quite a few times also. unlike last sem. so guai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long update, no pics boring huh. let me try try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130349488381819490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/RzKprYya-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYNObf87Vvc/s320/DSC02961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130349492676786802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/RzKproya-nI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ShUPzTOQf14/s320/Beats+Encore+FDR+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;COOL OR WAD...?!? whee... for the first time ever la seyy! haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok la. i know i slow. nvm. next time den i start uploading relevant pictures. haha. done! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;amin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[_why bother other people's problem when our problems are left unsolved and not being bothered?_] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-5762595839391647438?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/5762595839391647438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=5762595839391647438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/5762595839391647438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/5762595839391647438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/11/bismillah.html' title=''/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IYmzNqzjLAA/RzKprYya-mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PYNObf87Vvc/s72-c/DSC02961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4186957015935124940.post-5158222915359819901</id><published>2007-10-25T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T16:45:58.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy.</title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 2 last night. Study for enterprise UT today. haha. Study my foot. The truth is that I played one adventurous game called 'Treasure Hunt'. Coolness! Woke up at 8.15 in the morning. Drag myself to school. SO TIRED LA! UT 4 questions incomplete. Mind blank. And I am so tired and sleepy now la. den after school got percussion practice till 9. wonder wad time im going to wake up tmr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I still cannot find the shop called 'FarMart' at Kranji that sell bird. Sad. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_why be rich when we can be poor?_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-5158222915359819901?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/5158222915359819901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=5158222915359819901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/5158222915359819901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/5158222915359819901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/10/sleepy.html' title='sleepy.'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-8264097507335089799</id><published>2007-10-22T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:27:42.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi hi.</title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to viewers' request ok, im back. But, I dunno what to say. nvm. Anyhow say. My favourite. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday went to Najiha's open hse. Supposed to meet zari, irwan and syirah under her void deck at bangkit road blk 272 at 2.20. But i was stucked at segar and saujana road for like 10 mins and ended up at blk 412. At last, only reached her void deck at 3. haha. Had some fun there and left at 4.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday went out raya. Went to my aunt's hse and it was the first time that i ever eat birds. Birds leh. I thought only hunters eat birds. And they're so delicious la. Im going to find it and bring home to let my mum cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've nothing else to say, or I dunno what to say, or I dunno how to say, or I dun want to say. Whatever. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_I still don't see a need having a special girlfriend now_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-8264097507335089799?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/8264097507335089799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=8264097507335089799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/8264097507335089799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/8264097507335089799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/10/hi-hi.html' title='hi hi.'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-5892827515863648731</id><published>2007-09-30T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T23:00:19.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet to update on my new semester. So, new class was ok. W14J. Good start. Everyday play treasure hunt. New classmate named Syarqawi started the game on 2nd day. Hide somebody's belongings and the game starts. My slipper was the first victim. Then always play FIFA 2007 also. But now start to get boring already the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice and practice and practice for B.E concert. That explain why i always break fast in school and go home late most of the time. But quite cool la. Bonding getting stronger. Budiman can become the president of B.E next year i think. He help alot in preparation for the performances. He add alot of humour to every practices and meetings. He is already like a leader to us now. Everybody in BE likes him. Sounds abit gay ehh? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Republic Polytechnic Beats Encore Percussion Ensemble is performing on the 7th of December at Republic Polytechnic TRCC, the esplanade in the north. Call SISTIC now for the tickets. While stocks last. haha. No la. SISTIC dun even know about our concert. Maybe not yet. Cos this performance part of the Singapore Arts Festival, i think. Cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got alot of things to write. But dunno how to say. So how? Stop here la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_friend, girlfriend, crush. meaning might be different. perceptions might not_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-5892827515863648731?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/5892827515863648731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=5892827515863648731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/5892827515863648731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/5892827515863648731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/09/bismillah_30.html' title=''/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-1745731815079753124</id><published>2007-09-16T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T00:45:38.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey.</title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a survey syirah asked me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out your top 5 b'day presents u wish for:&lt;br /&gt;- birthday wish.&lt;br /&gt;- chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;- ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;- cake.&lt;br /&gt;- live performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i think of SYIRAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing he/she had done for you:&lt;br /&gt;// share her imeem account when my i had problems wid mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable words he/she had said to you:&lt;br /&gt;// "hamdi, solat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is:&lt;br /&gt;// get her away from emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;// force her to eat alot of vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, things he has to improve on will be:&lt;br /&gt;// eat vegetables and food preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;// laugh. say sorry. i nvr had enemies seyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;// i forced her to eat too much vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your overall impression of him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;// very nice friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;// retarded. lame. stupid. blur lontong. not i think. confirmed one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The character(s) you love about yourself is/are:&lt;br /&gt;// i make friends and break fights easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The character(s) you hate of yourself is/are:&lt;br /&gt;// i dunno how to express my feelings well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;br /&gt;// my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people that care and like you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;// serious.. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the pple whom i have hurt:&lt;br /&gt;// relax la. sorry la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For pple whom i love n treasure:&lt;br /&gt;// i'll call when i reach (home, etc). *thinking hard* i dun express feelings verbally la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i order 5 of my friends to do this survey for me.&lt;br /&gt;- kus.&lt;br /&gt;- syirah.&lt;br /&gt;- zari.&lt;br /&gt;- emma.&lt;br /&gt;- faiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-1745731815079753124?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/1745731815079753124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=1745731815079753124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/1745731815079753124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/1745731815079753124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/09/survey.html' title='survey.'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-6823448147941659526</id><published>2007-09-13T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T15:08:55.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept for only 2 hrs since yesterday. Cannot sleep leh. Think I'm too excited. haha. Its fasting month. I love this month. I prefer the fasting month than the Hari Raya month. I would be able to control my sexual desire. haha. Sounds so pervert. Ok. What I actually mean is that I will be a good and decent BOY (didnt say i would be more matured) this month. No girl-watching. Guys favourite past time. haha. Only gays deny. No slacking till late night. Have to break fast and perform Ramadhan prayers after that. Basically, have to watch what my actions and control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Holidays over. New semester, new class, new mates, new facis, new problems, new arguments, new life, from this Monday. Hope everything turns out fine la. Dun expect to be as 'hoo-haa' as W26L for this first week. Can click then good already la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh ya. I just format my laptop. Now, this laptop is worse than what I expected. Not only the contents are gone, I cannot download anything at all now. I cannot play games online, cannot watch the stupid clips on youtube, cannot listen to songs, and alot more. Keep asking me to seek permission from the administrator. Anybody, any help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_sometimes we have a choice. we end up making the wrong decision. we regret. but we tend to repeat the same mistakes again. something we don't realise_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-6823448147941659526?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/6823448147941659526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=6823448147941659526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/6823448147941659526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/6823448147941659526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/09/bismillah.html' title=''/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-5935788600367278698</id><published>2007-09-02T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T19:33:43.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>packed schedule.</title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not much to say la. actually, i dunno how to say things. nvm. let me just start with my holiday schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th august / overnight : 5na'06 reunion pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th august, 3rd &amp; 10th september / 2pm-6pm : percussion practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th august, 5th &amp;amp; 12 september / still dunno wad time : percussion meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th - 30th august / 3D2N : first sem'07 W26L chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31st august / overnight / : soccer mates reunion pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st &amp; 2nd september / overnight / : a day relaxation at desaru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for the first week of this 3 weeks semester break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd week got plans to go karaoke, KL for holiday and raya shopping. havent set the dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, im going to separate from w26L next semester. very sad. still rmb my first day in class. i came late on the first 3 days of class. so blur. act so decent. smiled to everybody. we were all strangers then. after that, we became friends, getting closer and having more and more fun time together. now, we have to part. not gonna see them everyday again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time pass too fast, that now the present becomes the past. now its time to say farewell, goodbye friends, i love you W26L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_to declare love is never hard. to make others feel the same way is_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-5935788600367278698?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/5935788600367278698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=5935788600367278698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/5935788600367278698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/5935788600367278698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/09/packed-schedule.html' title='packed schedule.'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-77298636524939389</id><published>2007-08-17T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T12:41:06.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back.</title><content type='html'>bismilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not been updating for so long. Just came back from UK yesterday. I stayed there for a week to attend an annual festival. That is why this blog is not updated. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. What the hell! I was in Singapore la. But lazy and not in a mood to update. heh. Now very free, so decide to update. Nothing much to write also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch 'Secret' with Kus at Causeway Point on Monday. Jay Chou movie. Quite cool. Ohh ya. Kus is my new friend. heh. Not RP.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, went to school, but wear like going to the beach. Like cool, like stupid. haha. Wednesday,  got percussion music recording after school. Cool la. We can be considered artists. heh. Thursday, play soccer after school with my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is so boring! No pictures, no video, like no life. haha. That's me la. Getting more and more lazy to update. No life. crapps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_what is love? how to love? why do we love? where is the love? love is complicated_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-77298636524939389?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/77298636524939389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=77298636524939389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/77298636524939389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/77298636524939389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/08/back.html' title='Back.'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-2046689604957237472</id><published>2007-07-30T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T13:43:12.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jellyfish! come back!</title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im crazy over jellyfish. haha. They are so cool la. I watched the NDP preview last Saturday. Then there were super fast naval speed boats heading towards the floating platform and crashed onto the stage area. Then stage with lightings caught fire. hahaha. No la. Crazy. Actually, the boats were just tied to some "jellyfish". Its very nice la. Dunno how to explain. Must watch it on the actual day again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday was cool. First went out with Percussion Beats Encore peeps. Watched our friends perform on stage outside Taka for a fund raising project. Slack at Far East Plaza with Budiman, Dayat, Hussein and Firdaus. Girl-watching. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to meet TGIFs' at Lau Pa Sat. Ate our dinner before watching fireworks. Sorry I don't have the pics with me now. We quarelled on where is the best place to watch a full and best view of the fireworks. Ended up at Merlion. Not the Sentosa one. City Hall one. haha. After that, walked around Boat Quay, den Clarke Quay for fun, and back to Boat Quay. Slack at coffee bean. Just waste time la. done!&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of the day: jellyfish and fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_stand up when you fall. help others up when they fall_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-2046689604957237472?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/2046689604957237472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=2046689604957237472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/2046689604957237472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/2046689604957237472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/07/jellyfish-come-back.html' title='jellyfish! come back!'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-4030090394437435853</id><published>2007-07-24T12:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T12:31:57.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no mood.</title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day is determined by the way I wake up from my sleep. If I wake up with a smile, then I will have a great day ahead. No wet dreams la. haha. Seriously, sometimes I will wake up smiling and feeling great. Then I confirm to enjoy my day later on. BUT, if I am forced to wake up and very lazy to bath, then I will not have the mood on that day. Like today. haiyo. Boring ar. First time I stay in class during first breakout. Just not in a mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first time I play counter strike lan in class. So funny la. I never thought I will play that game again. Its like there is no ending to the game. But nvm la. Communication module is getting more and more boring now. Starting to dislike it. done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_respect others if you want others to respect you. give and take, you selfish bastard_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-4030090394437435853?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/4030090394437435853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=4030090394437435853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/4030090394437435853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/4030090394437435853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-mood.html' title='no mood.'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-5057729745662519198</id><published>2007-07-24T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T12:10:50.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>counter strike.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-5057729745662519198?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/5057729745662519198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=5057729745662519198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/5057729745662519198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/5057729745662519198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/07/counter-strike.html' title='counter strike.'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-6232475879884979874</id><published>2007-07-09T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T16:34:46.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time sleep in class. Cannot take it already. Asked for permission from my team mates first and they gave me 30mins. heh. But I only used 10mins. Mamat called and woke me up. haiyo. School was damn boring today. Even my breaks were rather silent, unlike the usual W26L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh ya. Hafiz Khan met an accident. Think this is the second time. But the first time only his bike was "injured". Plan to visit him at NUH tomorrow with Mamat. hmm. Is it really dangerous to ride a motorcycle? *wondering* Tag me with your answers. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate Luqman's birthday on Saturday. Played bowling. Its been a long time since we last played bowling and go out together. Yesterday went out with him again, with Faiz also. Bought a new school bag at Bugis. Then slack at Bukit Batok. That was the very fun part. Hate 'wannabe's. I will not be shocked to see groups of gangsters in BBSS when I come back on Teachers' day. Bullshit la you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_never make a decision when in frustration. you'll regret, friend_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-6232475879884979874?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/6232475879884979874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=6232475879884979874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/6232475879884979874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/6232475879884979874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/07/bismillah.html' title=''/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-1875369992967383003</id><published>2007-07-01T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T15:34:52.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no free show.</title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bugis with sadi and muz on Saturday. So fun la. I thought of buying cardigan. But ended up buying helmet. Sadi wanted to buy a pair of bermudas. He tried, and don't want to change back after that. So, he asked the salesgirl to put the pants he wore from home into a plastic bag. The girl like blur den she also laughed. haha. Funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we walked to city hall. Healthy lifestyle. hee. We went there just to eat and watch free show. haha. Cos last week got some fight in front of memo. So, we expect to watch a fight in front of us while eating our dinner. haha. So cool la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, got a group of gangsters came to us. Let me share (translated to English).&lt;br /&gt;Front guy: "Boy, you also from 'Omega' ar?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "HUH? No la."&lt;br /&gt;Front guy: "No? Ok la...Chong, Let's go."&lt;br /&gt;Chong is actually a term for calling the gang leader. But, I think the Chong they referring to is his name. haha. Me and my friends laughed when they walked away. This gangster is weird la. Who would want to admit la, even if their part of 'Omega'.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;Took the last train home. Lucky ar. No more cash to take cab home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_relax. its just a small matter. it can be easily solved_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-1875369992967383003?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/1875369992967383003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=1875369992967383003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/1875369992967383003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/1875369992967383003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-free-show.html' title='no free show.'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-3617696850439778341</id><published>2007-06-29T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T15:26:58.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>w26L sports day.</title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class dress code for today is sporty. Actually, its because the guys are playing soccer after school today. hee. And the girls showing their support. They gonna play with us! yea! heh. Like so weird seeing evrybody wearing sporty shirt and shorts and slippers for presentations in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school got belated birthday celebration for Siti Sariathi. hee. The small cute girl was my classmate in secondary school. I also don't know what is the plan. It was Muz, Yazid, and Fir who planned. Just wait and see. hee. done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_we're finally treating each other well as friends. that is much better_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-3617696850439778341?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/3617696850439778341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=3617696850439778341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/3617696850439778341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/3617696850439778341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/06/w26l-sports-day.html' title='w26L sports day.'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-8297629886683204299</id><published>2007-06-28T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T15:35:10.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day.</title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the moment I woke up this morning, I already sense that I am going to suffer today. Walk to school moody. Look at science UT questions blankly. 5 questions not done, which means 32 marks wasted. And I just let out vulgars upon seeing the problem statement. Today's break also no mood. Got 1 guy try to find fault. No actions, just starings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school got some SAS talk. This is going to be the first talk I will be attending after missing 4 earlier ones. Going to re-do my practical stage 6 tonight. IF I fail again this time, den its really a bad day for me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_who do we seek love from, other than our parents?_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-8297629886683204299?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/8297629886683204299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=8297629886683204299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/8297629886683204299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/8297629886683204299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/06/bad-day.html' title='bad day.'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-26029430887385083</id><published>2007-06-27T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T15:59:12.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today not sleepy, but abit boring. Gabriel started the lessons rather interesting. He challenged us to build the tallest tower using 5 A4 papers and some adhesives. We did it. Like a model of the petronas twin tower. hee. 2nd meeting, I thought my handphone was stolen. But actually was misplaced. Cannot trust the nasi gang already. Gabriel never forget to bring sweets for us so that we will not feel sleepy. Nice guy. I can say he's slightly better than Dawn. After school got percussion practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh ya. Just wanna share. My class, w26L has alot of affiliations. Couples, 1-Linus and Kathy. 2-Xin Xuan and Regina. 3-Irwan and Najiha. The NASI gang, Hamdi, Azahri, Irwan, Najiha, Syahirah, Zarifah. And also the gays, leader is KOK YEW, members, the guys. eh no. Im not gay. They forced me to be one. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_i am free. you don't control me. don't even try_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-26029430887385083?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/26029430887385083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=26029430887385083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/26029430887385083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/26029430887385083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/06/bismillah.html' title=''/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-5714857306598655268</id><published>2007-06-26T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T16:46:14.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OK.</title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling just fine. Not moody, not stress, not bored. Let me start this blog from Saturday's activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 23 June 2007.&lt;br /&gt;I passed my stage 5.02. So, now Im out of circuit. hee. Evening got gamelan performance for Gentarasa. FUN! Our gamelan president, Kavitha, treat us pizza. We felt great after getting positive feedbacks from our audience and also the officials. We were known as the youngest team in the world cos we were only formed 3 weeks before our performance. But the best part was the bonding. For the first time, our group discuss, eat, laugh and work together.&lt;br /&gt;Met muz after dat. He wanted to shop. So, I met him at 7 and we went to marina square. I also bought 2 tops. Just basic, simple and cheap ones. Bought KFC meal and ate at memo. Somewhere at city hall. Slack there and got free show. hee. Went off around 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 25th June 2007.&lt;br /&gt;School was just fine. Pissed off at first. Some people accused me for nothing. After knowing the truth, say sorry. Always like that. Went for percussion practice at 5. Actually monday should be gamelan practice. But have to go extra percussion practice to prepare for the PM visit performance. Now clash. If I were to go for all the percussion practice, I won't be able to go for any gamelan practice. So how? Have to talk to Kavitha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 26th June 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Very very sleepy. Reached class late. Got UT today. UT is understanding test. RP's substitute for examinations. So started the UT 10mins late. My breaks were a bit special today. Went to eat with pika. My new friend. hee. It has been such a long time since I ate at food haven. OK. Going for road subject practical today. Excited riding outside. whee. done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_We can still spend time together without going into a relationship_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-5714857306598655268?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/5714857306598655268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=5714857306598655268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/5714857306598655268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/5714857306598655268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok.html' title='OK.'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-4386496118003951472</id><published>2007-06-20T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T11:12:02.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick.</title><content type='html'>bismillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling sick. Very weak. Very dizzy. No appetite to eat. Stomach cramps. Feel like vomitting. Damn it. Hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry with husry. He's a bbdc bike instructor. He didnt see me check my blindspot, and gave me 4 demerit points for that. I cant accept it. We are not supposed to exceed 12 points. Ended up getting 14 points. If only he saw me check my blindspot. Have to come back for the assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lesson should be ok. Although the problem statement sucks, the facilitator made it fun. I should be lucky that the enterprise facilitator are always easy going. If not, im gonna suffer since this module happens to be my most hated subject. Thanks dawn and gabriel. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im shrinking. My friends said so. Now I have to look up to talk to muz. And he has been calling me a shortie. But, actually, I think so too. Im like one of the short guys among my friends now. Maybe their growing rapidly. I couldnt be shrinking. aiyah. Drop it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_I don't want to be disturbed. I mean it_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-4386496118003951472?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/4386496118003951472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=4386496118003951472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/4386496118003951472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/4386496118003951472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/06/sick.html' title='sick.'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-6711945829070544474</id><published>2007-06-19T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T15:18:54.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>very sleepy day.</title><content type='html'>bismillah. very very sleepy.... cant concentrate la. until shenal showed us some weird programmes. he talked to his laptop. and his laptop reacted. example, he said "good morning", and the word appears. its like he's commanding the laptop to text out by itself. so cool la. and when he said "file", the file tab opened. "exit", and the program closed. cool! and very funny cos it looked like he's retarded, talking to himself. haha. he also showed us magic tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. lesson was boring. problem statement not interesting also. and i felt useless during today's class discussion. actually, i AM useless. haha. shut up. after school got practical at 6. tired la. after practical, dinner, watch anugerah, school "homework", chat chat, gotta sleep. sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_I can be serious. You forced me to_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-6711945829070544474?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/6711945829070544474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=6711945829070544474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/6711945829070544474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/6711945829070544474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/2007/06/very-sleepy-day.html' title='very sleepy day.'/><author><name>hamdi!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18324589105458743549</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-4186957015935124940.post-5360677522630767227</id><published>2007-06-18T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T11:08:51.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress.</title><content type='html'>bismillah. always start wid bismillah and end wid amin. sorry non-muslims. hee. ok.  let me start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress not because of school. infect, im happy to be back schooling. happy happy W26L. but....&lt;br /&gt;stress for my handphone. stupid phone. dunno why cant receive and send messages at home. also difficult to make and receive calls. stupid la. the funny problem is its happening only at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. now in class. first day of term. coagnative module today. as usual, i dun understand a single thing about this problem statement in the first meeting. hopefully i get energised by 2nd break. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_Respect my decision, as a friend_]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4186957015935124940-5360677522630767227?l=iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamdoingallicantobeabetterman.blogspot.com/feeds/5360677522630767227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4186957015935124940&amp;postID=5360677522630767227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4186957015935124940/posts/default/5360677522630767227'/><link rel='self' 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