<?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-34121131</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:34:13.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello. Anybody Home?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34121131.post-117052269495658786</id><published>2007-02-04T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T01:11:35.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does i noe what i dounno tmrw is not are the were but u see we are helping the pesta perdana and roda2 impian..</title><content type='html'>Heya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reali tired arh. Just came back from lepaking with guss and haikal.&lt;br /&gt;And!. our gig is coming near and nearer. like somehow, it stand beside me and i finally can say.."eh hi my gig is on 24 feb". hahaa. errrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more. No more. No more.. 8th floor at the BBT. haha. Since part of the COS was caught red handed smoking . Luckily i'm a boy.. if not i'm superman..(not related to any thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, malays are muslims? Who agree with me?&lt;br /&gt;No, malay is a race. Islam is religion. Malays do not = to Islam. Its a different. To be honest, i'm malay..and i'm trying to change that. I was watching tv, then i fell asleep(nothing related to anthng..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-117052269495658786?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/117052269495658786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=117052269495658786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/117052269495658786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/117052269495658786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2007/02/does-i-noe-what-i-dounno-tmrw-is-not.html' title='Does i noe what i dounno tmrw is not are the were but u see we are helping the pesta perdana and roda2 impian..'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-117015055810207020</id><published>2007-01-30T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T17:49:18.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salutes to the nation. I'm tying to make a convo..Ciblot.!</title><content type='html'>Today. Tonight i'll be going for my ferst tuition lesson. Well, its been so long since i had tuition at the tutor home or tuition in a grp. I hope I cud get along well with the mates there. Not to mention the tutor, i'll be going there with Haikal tday..cause we'll be learning at the same place. I hope, really2 hope that the tutor will teach clearly, as I don't want to waste my parents money nomore like past few phucking yrs. huhuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some ciggys in my pocket to survive till' Friday, I hope so. Cause, I can't really limit the sticks I smoke. But for sure, if O lvl had finish and i'm working.. damn! I'll buy two pack of S'pore ciggys one day sia!. Hahaa. :P.. Plus+Plus.. i'm already 18 by the time..!! hahahaha. Ehem2. Dah bsar anak mak.. Hehe. Aku dh lepas 7 eleven!. Cheers! Kdai Kopi!. hahaha. diam2. Heaven sia... Green Tea.. Earth and Heaven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk bout smthng which not really impt in our lyfe. Let's talk bout ciggys in this post. Erm, now, I don't smoke menthol animore, cause I really don't like the taste of menthol nomore, not like last time, where, evry ciggys are the same. Now Marlboro Red is my favourite. Hahaha. Evrythng that is red, i'll smoke. But if its menthol, i'll think twice. Haha. Anyway I do realize the vanity of smoking... but can't really stop cause i've been addicted and its part of my daily routine. Still, I still trying to cut dwn evryday.. atleasst i'm trying. Huhuuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. I missed fishing. Really. Missed the fun waiting so long for the fish to eat the bait but end up, the bait was actually gone. Missed the surroundings at night while fishing. Playing hide and seek to smoke behind the bushes, hiding from my parents and relatives. Haha. Miss it man. Darn!.. miss it so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss the sappy so much. The butterfly in a jar. I missed sappy. The convo with sappy aren't that boom baby boom kinda thing animore like last tym. Now its kinda Doom Baby Doom... hahaa. =( I miss the lure of sappy smile, they just pull me out of my chair and into the air.. and i'm suddenly flying like SuperBeng.. but gravity pull me down, cause i'm heavy as you can see. Hahaha. Can't describe the feeling. Suffered so much. Had tahan it so long. Haiz. But all went down to the longkang. Ish ish ish. Shudn't have use all the hopes for Sappy. Now, i'm down the longkang trying to climb back up, atleast i'm trying, but still pieces of hopes are attached strongly to my skin that I can't let it go. For some hopes are already gone. Some dreams are shattered. Some fate do not really end up beautifully. Just think and think larh Ahmad Tabs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-117015055810207020?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/117015055810207020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=117015055810207020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/117015055810207020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/117015055810207020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2007/01/salutes-to-nation-im-tying-to-make.html' title='Salutes to the nation. I&apos;m tying to make a convo..Ciblot.!'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-117007054288464099</id><published>2007-01-29T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:35:42.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Futility Of My Life...........................................</title><content type='html'>Whatever it is. I'm just letting something out of my mind, sharing a piece of it with this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days of happiness whereby everything are complete in my life. Atleast for this heart of mine. And surely, I really missed that. Really. Now, I don't really understand what i'm searching right now in my life. Seems like everyday that passed were the same day like everyday. And of course that same day doesn't come with happiness or making any positive things in my life. I'm like between happiness-me-emptiness, but i'm sure i'm nearer to emptiness. Everyday, i'm searching for life in my life, I search for happiness in my laughther, I search for my priority in being a muslim and I search love from the others as well. I'm lost thinking about everything as I just don't have the energy to carry on. It's like I have come to a point where I want to give up, but at the same time i'm thinking twice. Just can't get an answer. I'm breaking down. I'm lost at the moment. I need time to regain the happiness that i'm losing right now in my life. Life looks so dull since that particular time, I can't remember. The colors are fading and I can't defined the meaning of laughter in an emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please... don't read my blog anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's just a waste of your time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause i'm wasting mine too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-117007054288464099?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/117007054288464099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=117007054288464099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/117007054288464099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/117007054288464099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2007/01/futility-of-my-life.html' title='The Futility Of My Life...........................................'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116999045008261866</id><published>2007-01-28T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:20:50.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a LONG-TERM!!!.. Its not tat easy.. well, wtf. I wanna break it and get it out to catch em' all...----&gt; Poke'mon</title><content type='html'>Woi!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aper woi2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tkda nama aper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cibloted larh.. nama aku woi kang siow bodoh!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swrie..hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116999045008261866?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116999045008261866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116999045008261866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116999045008261866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116999045008261866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2007/01/making-long-term-its-not-tat-easy-well.html' title='Making a LONG-TERM!!!.. Its not tat easy.. well, wtf. I wanna break it and get it out to catch em&apos; all...----&gt; Poke&apos;mon'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116989804771628742</id><published>2007-01-27T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T19:40:47.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom Baby!!</title><content type='html'>Heya.. Yest was a boom!! baby!! boom..!! hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Seoul Garden yesterday aftr the friday prayers. A treat frm Cikgu Ayesha. I cudn't stop eating andtaking all the foods there. It was a blast. We ate for free, even tho' the plan was that, we pay $5 to her. But then she said, nvm.. its on the house. Hahaaa. At night I went to my religious class as usual, only that, my cousin came also. So I got a frend to smoke with. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A frantic 2 yr old kid finding his way back from home at Tampines while he is at Vivo City.. you know what I mean?? I guess i'm just lost at this moment. Evryday seems to be the same. At times I was so sturdy to start it, at times.. I just wanna turn off the phone. Can't I make this mind up..? "&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Cause in my mind is, what are we changing all about&lt;/span&gt;"..?? Its  almost equal to archaic.. I can't wait till the city get covered with tears. Can't seems to convince anything.. For what I did was obviously oblivion.. Haiz. When can I be them..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till here.&lt;br /&gt;Off....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116989804771628742?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116989804771628742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116989804771628742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116989804771628742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116989804771628742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2007/01/boom-baby.html' title='Boom Baby!!'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116955970746757418</id><published>2007-01-23T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:41:47.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woaahh..</title><content type='html'>Today.. was a very wasted day for me, I mean in school. Why? It's because. I did not study anythng today. Not because, I was day-dreaming or anythng, its tat, I was sick. &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A breeze of hell as what Prophet Muhammad once said. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I can't even talk. I had a very bad cold at school. I wanted to sleep, but I can't. Haish.. Till now, i'm still having a cold. If tmrw is still the same, I won't go to school, as its just a waste of tym. I hope i'll get well soon.. I hope so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've been listening to one of the greatest song I think. I deem so that its one of the greatest song ever written. Altho' some might say its kinda ok. Well, what I really like about the song is the sad2 story behind it. This song is a heartfelt ballad, about the pain a singer called Eric Clapton faced. After his son-4 yrs old-died. He felt from a 53rd story of a condominium. Eric was distraught for months after the tragic incident. It came out when Eric Clapton was making soundtrack for the movie Rush with his friends. It won a Grammy for song of the Year in 1993. It was also included on Clapton's Grammy award-winning album, Unplugged. It is Rolling Stone's Top 500 Songs. His grief won him a big award. I must salute him for being strong and carry on living after the incident and replace his sadness to an achievement far beyond our dreams. I could cry listening to this song. Altho' its a very old song. It just captured this heart of mine, when I ferst listen to it 3 days ago I think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The song called- Tears In Heaven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; would you know my name&lt;br /&gt;If i saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Would you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;If i saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be strong and carry on&lt;br /&gt;'cause i know i don't belong here in heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;If i saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Would you help me stand&lt;br /&gt;If i saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find my way through night and day&lt;br /&gt;'cause i know i just can't stay here in heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees&lt;br /&gt;Time can break your heart, have you begging please...begging please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the door there's peace i'm sure&lt;br /&gt;And i know there'll be no more tears in heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you know my name&lt;br /&gt;If i saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Would you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;If i saw you in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be strong and carry on&lt;br /&gt;'cause i know i don't belong here in heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers... :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;May his son is blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Semoga Allah Mencucuri Rohnya Kepada Ustazah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Insyallah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116955970746757418?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116955970746757418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116955970746757418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116955970746757418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116955970746757418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2007/01/woaahh.html' title='Woaahh..'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116945874713984613</id><published>2007-01-22T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T17:39:07.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not being Archaic... Change2...</title><content type='html'>Hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat's Up... ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ceiling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhuuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies.. Guess what..? I got good news. Atleast for my band. We are confirm to be perfrming at Gas Haus on the 24 Feb. I hope friends could make it. Hahaa. The word "hope" is because most of my friends are into heavy guitars kinda songs. Especially not into Oasis. But for sure, this time, we gonna play more of our original songs. Of course, gotta practice to maintain and to hone our skills of playing the instrument. Gonna make it perfect as possible. But altho's there's confident, to be modest in evrythng we do is the right thing. We have too. If not, it gonna lead us to over-confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie... Yesterday was the ferst tym in my whole SCHOOL LYFE that I study by MYSELF for 2hrs.. Hahaa. Seriously. Except for tuition that is. Haha. For once, i'm proud of myself, for studying that long by myself.. you'd know what I mean?? But today, was so difficult for me to wake up from my beutiful sleep and go to school.. Haiya.. tiring. The point for me of going to school was merely to study for my O lvl and go to Poly. If not for that. I would have sleep all the way. As noone was at home in the morning. I was at some point-monolog- and all the answer was an indecisive one. Haha. But of course.. waking up was my final answer.. and I've WON A MILLION DOLLARS!!!.. errrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must I ? You won't be a vindictive okie if I do it..&lt;br /&gt;It's not because i'm egocentric. It's just that.. Haish..&lt;br /&gt;Place a mouse in my shoe, and it will faint.. not because of the problems i'm goin thru..&lt;br /&gt;it's because of the smell.. whuhuu.. funny issit?? huh! funny!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116945874713984613?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116945874713984613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116945874713984613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116945874713984613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116945874713984613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-being-archaic-change2.html' title='Not being Archaic... Change2...'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116937250574586424</id><published>2007-01-21T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T17:47:27.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sappy....would u be mine.....</title><content type='html'>Hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun really noe what to write in this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting here, with a statement i want to clarify.. altho' evrythng is cool. Just to let u all noe, and keep it in OUR mind..- To Smudgey's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferst of aLL...if some sleep really get u away frm ur "dreams".You guys know that, i've not been sleeping for the whole day. Or night. So I can't really wake up from my sleep. Cause I went fishing. But maybe it really affected u guys. I'm sorry for the moment i didn't realize that Haikal did call me. For a moment, I saw u guys blaming me like i'm a 100% reason for the cancel of JUST ONE jamming session-&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;my words are my thoughts&lt;/span&gt;. Look upon the sky and ponder. One jamming session is enough for someone to be blame fully. I've admit my mistake or mistakes. But for sure, doesn't make u guys have the rights to blame me 100%. Everybody plays a part in the band i'm sure. Not only by the instrument we play, but the bond and responsibility we take. Take a tym to talk with sense. Take the tym to plan OUR sentence by OUR expression. Sometimes it store inside the heart, and make a person a hypocrite. I dun want to be in that category for sure. So, WE shud think before we shoot all the bullets from the gun at a friend who hasn't explained anything yet. A reminder to my beloved friends and including myself.. still, u guys do make my day... =D&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to Smudgey's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Evryday seems to be in jail, but free at the same tym.. Hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still with a tranquil smile as I try and receive some opinion from some good friends. Although the situation looks placid, its really like in the midst of uproar. Wonder over my window as I clumsily strum the guitar. I thought about evrythng. I decided that, something would not really go very far. Or did it? But for sure, not this time. Still, must I be a rocker who sits on the chair and ponder bout sadness. I don't want to drag it further. Surprisingly, i'm sure i will contradict with what I said now. Its just that i can't make a decision for myself. I've closed all the doors and open just one door for sappy. But at times, its like I just want to strode of a house and swear i'll never get to the house again. But as per-normal, I contradict myself. Haish.. What shud I do.. to get sappy out of my head, or to get it to be with me. On the other hand.. there's always MasterCard.. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116937250574586424?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116937250574586424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116937250574586424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116937250574586424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116937250574586424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2007/01/sappywould-u-be-mine.html' title='Sappy....would u be mine.....'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116922449868060416</id><published>2007-01-20T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T00:34:58.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seri Mersing....</title><content type='html'>assalammualikum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam sejahtera ku ucap kan kpada semua yang membaca mahupun yang tidak membaca ataupun yang telah dibaca - kan.. Al-Fatihah.. haha.. ish2. mepek2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam menjamu hidangan yang enak&lt;br /&gt;Orang dibelakang jangan lah lupa.&lt;br /&gt;Sedang menelan asam pedas emak&lt;br /&gt;Telan skali arnab arnabnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu Aragon-"Sesiapa hendak membeli pantun??"&lt;br /&gt;Amirul-" Ada cikgu.. saya nak beli.."&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu Aragon-" Eh.. silakan amirul. Tidak mahal.. sekilo $2.00"&lt;br /&gt;Amirul-"Errrrrr"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam menyelam minum air&lt;br /&gt;Dalam air makan sekali&lt;br /&gt;Tak cukup teh tambah susu cair&lt;br /&gt;Tak cukup nasi tambah kaki..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knapa aku slalu merepek kat blog sbb.. blog nie dh larh mendak.. tkde tagboard.. cam tkde pintu di sebuah rumah.. tk leh masuk dn berbual. Jadi aku tulis merepek larh kan.. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one thng.. kalo tk merepek.. aku emo.. .tkkn nak tulis kat blog kot.. hahaa. kot .. kot kot.. arh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tertdo.. zzzzZZZzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116922449868060416?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116922449868060416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116922449868060416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116922449868060416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116922449868060416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2007/01/seri-mersing.html' title='Seri Mersing....'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116904426894830576</id><published>2007-01-17T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:31:11.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A meaning full story..</title><content type='html'>Recently... i've been very close to my cousin .. alistar zulkarlnaen.. why i've been close to him.. is tat.. because.. i rely much on him for ciggarettes when we went for fishing or outing.. since i don't have much money to buy s'pore ciggs .. so irely on him for tat.. but on the other hand.. his a great guy even tho.. its been 17 yrs i didn't get to know him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation...for guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that I rather avoid the most.. I try to refrain myself from the feeling.. ceh cam faham je. haha.Why? becuz, when u have tat feeling to someone.. u tend to always think bout her, like u are being prison by the gerl.. Evrythng bout her is nicy nice, evrythng, evry part of her.. huhuuu.. If you cud have a chance its like.. you want to stare at her 24/7+11+12+13+14+15= everysec...&lt;br /&gt;Its like ur lyfe revolves arnd a revolver.. hahaa.. kk.. its like ur lyfe revolves arnd her.. Arnd her waist or her legs or her head or her stomach or her feet or her moustache.. blablabla.. and evry tym u turn arnd.. u tend to find her.. hahaa. and u tend to sacrifice tym and money for her.. evrythng for her larh.. then suddenly u saw another gerl.. and ur infatuation for the ferst gerl vanish with soap detergent. aper sak?? btw its vanish and became a history.. tats where Mr goon comes in.. to teach history..ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. whats the moral of the story...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no moral..! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just took 1min 26 sec of ur tym to read smthng worthless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ain't it good to noe tat u've got a frend.. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116904426894830576?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116904426894830576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116904426894830576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116904426894830576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116904426894830576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2007/01/meaning-full-story.html' title='A meaning full story..'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116887308112747495</id><published>2007-01-15T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T22:58:01.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine!!! Whuhuhuhuu</title><content type='html'>Wooh Wooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting at the back of the class.. and its raining.. the teacher talking shit at geography as well as physics.. and what better to do then daydreaming bout the future.. wakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this..(thinking position.. some might understand..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U have three companies.. one is a business about music.. second about food.. and third is import/export kinda of business... woohhhoo.. i'm reali hapie if i can achieve wat i dream of.. hhahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making millions of money one day.. and making money like making fats on my body, hw easy it is.. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming also bout becoming a prominent artist.. Happily shaking hands of my fans.. like their hands are mine.. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is the most wonderful thng is to share evrythng with the ones u love.. parents..her and relatives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting and imagining all of tis thngs.. haha. u noe.. i like to imagine.. my imagination is very good.. that i cud even imagine.. Phua Chu Kang carrying two schools with his mole.. huhuuuu.. blarp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6 i got a call frm Cok.. he said.. he ate a lizard.. and now so-called a Cicak-Man.. Baung.. mepek pnya anak.. hahahahaa.. maen2 je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. listening to the song Don't Speak by No Doubt.. well.. don't speak..don't type..don't continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116887308112747495?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116887308112747495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116887308112747495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116887308112747495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116887308112747495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2007/01/imagine-whuhuhuhuu.html' title='Imagine!!! Whuhuhuhuu'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116859870135328813</id><published>2007-01-12T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T18:45:01.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apakah Salah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dalam mengenangkan persahabatan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aku seperti dibakar kesengsaraan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Meneliti segenap alam yang payah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Segenap ruang kosong yang terbakar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Seperti minyak mencurah ke lantai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Seperti air mata mengalir bila kesedihan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Apakah aku seorang yang bijak dalam pertuturan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Atau hanya menjadi tempat kediaman kebodohan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Menolong, mengajak kepada kebaikan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tetapi apa yang ku dapat adalah hanya membisu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Berdiam diri malahan dilihat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Berdiam diri walau mahu dikeluarkan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sedikit, sedikit senyuman asli dan tawa riang masa dan saat semalam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Adil? Adakah adil bila terbangkit kemarahan atas pertolongan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tanya dan menanya hanya dihati...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lihat dan mendengar mengecewakan diri...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Perbezaan antara darjat dan pangkat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nilai budi yang tersemat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tidak mahu dikeluarkan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ku pasrah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Biar sahaja masa berlalu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Waktu berputar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Minit menyapu keindahan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hanya tinggal kenangan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Seperti seruling yang tersimpan ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Walaupun berabuk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tetap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Berbunyi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sekian....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116859870135328813?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116859870135328813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116859870135328813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116859870135328813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116859870135328813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2007/01/apakah-salah.html' title='Apakah Salah?'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116851210845801618</id><published>2007-01-11T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T18:41:48.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Their food they eat.. My food?</title><content type='html'>Chances... To be honest.. i'm hapie to hear pple who were given chance to be together.. some use it.. well some others have their reason.. i  understand..&lt;br /&gt;But while helping out with some probs my frend had.. it was sad.. to see them .. and also reflecting it to my love lyfe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are given the chance.. while i do not even have a chance to be together..i dun even have an option to be with the one i reali adore.. since i knew what is the meaning of the term.. Love.. This sounds reali emo.. i hate it. but.. a sad thing to think about.. Its not that the person i adore do not know.. She knew it a long tym ago.. But she just can't accept it. I try and try.. ad try.. myb.. myb she likes to compare me with someone.. which is more good looking than me... more thinner.. well build body.. i'm nothng compared with his physical appearance.. nthng compared to his skills in sports.. This sound shit.. but i'm a shit to.. My face.. my love lyfe is shit.. evrytym.. wen i adore someone.. they just go away. but this gerl.. didn't go away.. she stayed.. but... but... i dunno!..argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why .. don't i get the same fate as my frend.. the same chance as my frend get...?? why?? why?? why must i be someone who rot inside while the one i adore been very normal always...its been 6 yrs.. to have a chance to talk freely to her...6 long yrs.. I've been waitng for tat long?? haha. i'm jst blinded by her.. but this doesn't make a difference to her. No way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys.. wat are they always stress about beside fam and exams.. is gerls. Same goes to me.. but myb.. i just dun have a gd luck like my frendS have.. their happie love lyfe.. their caring love lyfe..haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i were to be given a wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish.. tat..&lt;br /&gt;i would be a better man to her.. and let her come to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was a wish..&lt;br /&gt;If there was such wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116851210845801618?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116851210845801618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116851210845801618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116851210845801618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116851210845801618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2007/01/their-food-they-eat-my-food.html' title='Their food they eat.. My food?'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116568580586682651</id><published>2006-12-10T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:36:45.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPIE BDAE BAGEDIL!.</title><content type='html'>Ok. When was it?? Hmm. Yah!. It was on the 6th of dec. or shud i say on the 7th cause its 2+am in the morning..and smthng funny yet scary thngs happened .. Haha. I won't elaborate. But it was a narrow escape... Aiyahman!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th dec was very fun.. The pit.. Ferst a jamming session in the morning really was enjoyable.. den we went to the pit. Set up the thing blablabla.. i came home at 2am.. but it was really nice.. i mean the pit.. enjoyssss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den yesterdday.. at the night.. The Smudge was on a panic attack.. when we got to know tat Saturday was the audition for the Charity Gig which was held at the Temasek Sec..we start to call as many pple as we cud to get our instrument.. luckily it was cmplete on the night itself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.. 9 dec. We came ferst to the sch and perfrm ferst. Got some gd and encouraging comments... and one Judge, she was lyke the queen of all judges. Beautiful yet smart. Hhaaha.nicy nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night.. lepak with nat guss beng and Nj..for awhile talk2. Den it was tym to head home where me and nat start to talk and aact out how St John march and how a salah bawak seargent teach his NS men to march .. haha. There are diff style. Go check it urself frm us.. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And BTW to day is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;BENG'S BDAE!!! WAHAHHAAHAHA. FINALLY U ARE 16 YEARS OLD..!!! HAHAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I WISH U GD LUCK IN EVRYTHNG U DO AND DREAM OF.. MAY ALL UR DREAMS ARE MADE OF STRAWBERRY AND CREAM .. RATHER THAN STRAWBERRY AND LEMONADE... CHEERS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thats all for today.. i hope u guys can sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ZzzzzZZzzzzz.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116568580586682651?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116568580586682651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116568580586682651' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Tangisan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meneliti arah tujuku...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Peta yang ku bawa kian kuyup...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Menghargai ia dengan sehelai kertas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kertas kenangan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kenangan indah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Pahit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tiada banding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Apakah kita tidak sejauh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Si penipu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Pendusta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mendapat tempat agung di hatimu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mengapa dia dapat berpanjangan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sedangkan yang memerhati...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Bagai embun di waktu subuh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Walaupun telah dikorbankan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Semua dan juga harapan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tangisan di sehelai kertas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tangisan di sehelai kertas yang koyak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tiada apa yang dapat dilakukan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kerna...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tiada kemanusiaan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Apa dikejar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sering berlari...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Dan berlabuh di tanah yang lain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Walaupun dikejar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Untuk kebahagiaan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Yang akan diberi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kegemilangan yang ada dikongsi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tidak dihargai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tangisan Di Sehelai kertas....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116541359488298063?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116541359488298063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116541359488298063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116541359488298063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116541359488298063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/12/tangisan-di-sehelai-kertas.html' title='Tangisan Di Sehelai Kertas...'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116534150758328168</id><published>2006-12-06T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:58:27.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mind Is. What's On A Man's Mind...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Still scratching around in the same old hole...my body feels young but my mind is very old...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Woah... how's lyfe...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well, as a person who has no job... i sit at home facing my computer screens, with my guitar on my hand and just struming my guitar and making songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, it paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I already made two songs for The Smudge.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Although we haven't really arrange things out for the songs.. atleast.. we have more ori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;songs than before. My songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, plus together with Lan J songs.. nicy nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But one thing for sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Smudge are planning to go to Baybeats audition... Hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Seriously... My band and me are planning to try our luck by entering the Baybeats audition.. and if it's our luck.. then it would be nice to have a cup of tea at the backstage waiting for our turn.. but if we dun get it, den its ok, we're just trying our lucks. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;U noe... some might say things are just getting abit far.. conincidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hmm..i'm waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;for the pit..this thursday.. gotta have fun cause our result are very near and enjoy for awhile to release the stress. cause its going to be some tension up at the hall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hahahaa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I was blinded by the monitor.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hey. my songs and Lan J's i realize, are of a different kind. I mean the way we write songs and the meaning of lyrics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When i compare.. he usually write songs that are easier to understand, while i write songs which sometimes me myself dun understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But glad to be in the band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pass! Pass! Pass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Today, i cldn't go to SOTB gig.. which is Son Of The Bleach gig at gas haus where The Smudge perfrom cause i gotta attend my religious class. Its ok.. which is more impt right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But i heard they did great.. hahaa. wrong day larh. but nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: I never thot i come back sir.. seriously... i'm really happy to be part of your blog again.. haha. its like a dream come true..*smile out loud*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ali-STAR: u noe smudgey?.... i was a coward once... to scared to tell some truth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: Hmm.. what truth sir??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ali-STAR: a truth that make things clear and closer.. but it just seems to go away once evrythng is done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: Hmm. I clnd't really understand what point you are trying to make..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ali-STAR: haish.. its hard to understtand. Cause u dun feel the way i feel..its hard lyfe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: nthng is hard lyfe compared to mine...u remember my mom and dad are dogs right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ali-STAR: Duh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: and...and.. and.. i was thrown out by you.. den i went to guss blog .. and i was thrown out again.. i mean i was sent to Muhammadiyah welfare .. but i ran away from there cause i was insulted and stuff.. then i recently join hadi's blog, i thot i want to make new freends.. but end up.. he throw me away too... but u and ur good heart accept me back ... i'm really in debt with u...would u promise that u'll take evrythng that i can give to repay u back.. okies sir...sir........?? sir???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ali-STAR: zzzzzZZzzzzZZzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: F**k...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116534150758328168?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116534150758328168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116534150758328168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116534150758328168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116534150758328168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-mind-is-whats-on-mans-mind.html' title='My Mind Is. What&apos;s On A Man&apos;s Mind...'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116534147817220960</id><published>2006-12-06T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:57:58.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Still scratching around in the same old hole...my body feels young but my mind is very old...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Woah... how's lyfe...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well, as a person who has no job... i sit at home facing my computer screens, with my guitar on my hand and just struming my guitar and making songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, it paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I already made two songs for The Smudge.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Although we haven't really arrange things out for the songs.. atleast.. we have more ori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;songs than before. My songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;, plus together with Lan J songs.. nicy nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But one thing for sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Smudge are planning to go to Baybeats audition... Hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Seriously... My band and me are planning to try our luck by entering the Baybeats audition.. and if it's our luck.. then it would be nice to have a cup of tea at the backstage waiting for our turn.. but if we dun get it, den its ok, we're just trying our lucks. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;U noe... some might say things are just getting abit far.. conincidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hmm..i'm waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;for the pit..this thursday.. gotta have fun cause our result are very near and enjoy for awhile to release the stress. cause its going to be some tension up at the hall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hahahaa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I was blinded by the monitor.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hey. my songs and Lan J's i realize, are of a different kind. I mean the way we write songs and the meaning of lyrics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When i compare.. he usually write songs that are easier to understand, while i write songs which sometimes me myself dun understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But glad to be in the band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Pass! Pass! Pass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Today, i cldn't go to SOTB gig.. which is Son Of The Bleach gig at gas haus where The Smudge perfrom cause i gotta attend my religious class. Its ok.. which is more impt right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But i heard they did great.. hahaa. wrong day larh. but nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: I never thot i come back sir.. seriously... i'm really happy to be part of your blog again.. haha. its like a dream come true..*smile out loud*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ali-STAR: u noe smudgey?.... i was a coward once... to scared to tell some truth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: Hmm.. what truth sir??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ali-STAR: a truth that make things clear and closer.. but it just seems to go away once evrythng is done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: Hmm. I clnd't really understand what point you are trying to make..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ali-STAR: haish.. its hard to understtand. Cause u dun feel the way i feel..its hard lyfe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: nthng is hard lyfe compared to mine...u remember my mom and dad are dogs right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ali-STAR: Duh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: and...and.. and.. i was thrown out by you.. den i went to guss blog .. and i was thrown out again.. i mean i was sent to Muhammadiyah welfare .. but i ran away from there cause i was insulted and stuff.. then i recently join hadi's blog, i thot i want to make new freends.. but end up.. he throw me away too... but u and ur good heart accept me back ... i'm really in debt with u...would u promise that u'll take evrythng that i can give to repay u back.. okies sir...sir........?? sir???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ali-STAR: zzzzzZZzzzzZZzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: F**k...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116534147817220960?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116534147817220960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116534147817220960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116534147817220960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116534147817220960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/12/still-scratching-around-in-same-old.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116521063253778500</id><published>2006-12-04T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T13:37:12.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been There....</title><content type='html'>I've been there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the thing that wasn't meant to stay keep on staying, and I want it to come to me, but one thing for sure, the thing is just to stay not to come over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Shud I let it out, by throwing it... or do I just let it be there till the thing is bored and start to look different path..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what its up to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems to have an awkward feeling bout what's going to happened. Whether it will turn the way I want it to be. Or it will turn out the way that had happened some years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a life would mine be?&lt;br /&gt;If you would say that thing to me?&lt;br /&gt;What a life would mine be?&lt;br /&gt;If the thing will fly away in the moment of sorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Cause nobody cares...&lt;br /&gt;Nobody...&lt;br /&gt;nobody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I write a blog post which people don't understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need to let it out even tho' its seems a question mark to everyone. If ever anybody read this blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always has to be one-sided.&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always have to be me and mine.&lt;br /&gt;Why would it cost my life to be sad, while people getting smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would sacrifice....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116521063253778500?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116521063253778500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116521063253778500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116521063253778500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116521063253778500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-been-there.html' title='I&apos;ve Been There....'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116480423674920294</id><published>2006-11-29T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T20:43:57.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Back!!</title><content type='html'>Heya heya heya!!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are uu? Hahaa. Today i'm happy.. i mean yesterday.. no no.. i mean both days.. today and yesterday.Hahaa. Why? Why? Tell me why? Ehy! Why tell me? hahaa. i noe already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Lets start.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night i was a lil happie cause.. i dun noe larh bout somthings she told me. But actually.. I'm not happie as much as u think i'm happie.. U get wat i mean..? Haha. What talking I? I was happie bout the fact that.. she told her mom bout me.. not bad things larh.. but gd things .. and also.. her fam bout it.. haiya!.. Easier to say.. she told her fam bout me. Hahaa. Soo.. i was like.. why she told tat.. she said its just to share smthng with her fam.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. But.. but.. i dunno if i need to be happie or just be normal..hahaa. if i'm normal.. i'm happy. but if i'm happie i'm normal.. so which one shd i choose? Hahaa. I guess i'm just crazy.. Blurp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sick of posting thngs.. then.. suddenly i'll get tired. Its like.. when will u die my blog? When..? I want u to die blog..its been so long HomeSmudgey enter this stupid blog of mine.. i tend to miss her once awhile..&lt;br /&gt;HOMESMUDGEY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a loud bang!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: aper TU!!!!???!!!??&lt;br /&gt;*quiet, so quiet that u can hear the sound on my stomach*&lt;br /&gt;TAADDAAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: *guess who's back? Back again? Smudgey back tell a frend!&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: bodoh!.. nak dtg pon bising2..! aku tgh penat kan baung!&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: *fainted*&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: kau masih sama jgk mcm bapak kau!! deng!. asal kena marah pengsan.. asal pengsan kena marah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK. gtg.. i gotta throw this stupid dog out of my blog.. i guess.. malas nak jaga dier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TakecARE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116480423674920294?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116480423674920294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116480423674920294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116480423674920294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116480423674920294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Back!!'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116471190499840788</id><published>2006-11-28T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T19:05:05.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil-Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Devil-Star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/400/Devil-Star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116471190499840788?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116471190499840788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116471190499840788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116471190499840788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116471190499840788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/devil-star.html' title='Devil-Star'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116469811213167365</id><published>2006-11-28T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T15:15:12.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heya!.</title><content type='html'>Heya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK. Make this fast. And short. And swit. Hahaa. KK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday... i wasn't in the mood to go woodlands to meet my long lost cuzzin at my aunty's place. So i said to Alistar Zulkarnaen.. tat i was tired and stuff, but was actually lazy only. Hahaa. Plus it was raining, i just want to get some sleep. Not to forget i took 2 tablets of panadol relief cold. So my eye and body seems to be quiet heavy to go to woodland. But then, my mom and dad.. decided to go with me. Den, they invite my another aunty too.. so there were 4 familys in my aunty's house including the owner of the house and my fam. Hahaa. Then talk to the Alistar Zulkarnaen.. blablabla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when it was tym to go home.. i was so relief.. until my aunty propose to go to Mustapha Center. Ader aper seyy?? Hahaa. Nie mesti nak tgk bapoks. tau. hahaha. But actuali they bought me and Alistar Zulkarnaen a present.. a bottle of fragrance..ehh?&lt;br /&gt;hahaa. minyak wangi..mahal lak.. hahaa. tkper larh.. Thanks anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wen home 4am... tats all..&lt;br /&gt;Ergh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers to alistar zulkarnaen for being caring bout cuzzins,family... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Altho we are separated for years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the connection that we have will never be torn apart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy belated bdae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116469811213167365?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116469811213167365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116469811213167365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116469811213167365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116469811213167365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/heya_28.html' title='Heya!.'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116455386827110638</id><published>2006-11-26T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:11:09.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short...</title><content type='html'>Hey ... aper kabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini kwn2.. saya penat.. so. ini post yg paling pendek skali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116455386827110638?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116455386827110638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116455386827110638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116455386827110638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116455386827110638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/short.html' title='Short...'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116429011503714217</id><published>2006-11-23T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T21:55:15.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling and paging YOU. But not in a sincere way. I guess i'm just wasting this life of mine.</title><content type='html'>Kesabaran adalah yang terindah. Pada aku, kesabaran adalah suci. Tetapi aku insan biasa. Tidak sempurna, dan kesabaran ada batasnya. Jika orang yang kita hormati membuat kita seperti benda yang boleh diambil bila perlu dan buang bila tidak digunakan lagi, hanya untuk memberitahu pada semua bahawa.. aku ada harga diri yang aku mempertahankan. Sakitnya hati dibuat begitu hanya dapat dilihat di raut wajah. Persahabatan yang akan diperbaiki cuma akan diperbaiki dengan ucapan maaf yang ikhlas dari mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa Nak Dikata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay... there is a malay song from Mawi.. The name of the song.. is Kian. Its quite nice. Was introduced to me by a frend of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what i really adore bout the song is the beatiful lyrics that have been written by them. May people who hear this song, will adore the lyrics to.. and reflect on the life of urs and mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kian jauh kian hilang&lt;br /&gt;Kasih antara kita&lt;br /&gt;Nampak tenang pada zahirnya&lt;br /&gt;Tapi batin terseksa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang terguris tak nampak di mata&lt;br /&gt;Yang terhiris terluka&lt;br /&gt;Sesekali terbit air mata&lt;br /&gt;Tahan sebak di dada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ke manakah nak dibawa&lt;br /&gt;Resah kian melanda&lt;br /&gt;Di manakah hendak kukhabar&lt;br /&gt;Pilu di dalam dada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kasih di hujungnya nyawa&lt;br /&gt;Rasa ingin dimanja&lt;br /&gt;Perasaan pun kian tersentuh&lt;br /&gt;Bila rindu ini berlabuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Apakah yang dikejar dalam hidupmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Berkali ku kata padamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kita singgah di dunia yang sementara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Penuh tipu daya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Yang kekal di sana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biarlah kita bersama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Usahlah hanyut terus terlena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kerana dunia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada aku masih ada&lt;br /&gt;Kasih belum terhakis&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya sudah lama&lt;br /&gt;Ku sungguh berkecil hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u are reading this. Try to reflect on the life of ours. Haish. Me and yours. What are we looking for in our life?&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the bad or the good.&lt;br /&gt;For me, i realize, i've always been looking for the bad and the worst.&lt;br /&gt;Went will we...change...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A question to be answer in our life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go...think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116429011503714217?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116429011503714217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116429011503714217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116429011503714217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116429011503714217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/calling-and-paging-you-but-not-in.html' title='Calling and paging YOU. But not in a sincere way. I guess i&apos;m just wasting this life of mine.'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116420618621223312</id><published>2006-11-22T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T22:36:26.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck Frends That Is Fucking Genius..</title><content type='html'>I dun seem to find wat the hell do "they" think of us!. Just one werd Shit.!. Oh u guys can't see? Let me tap the caps lock on ... SHIT!. its not big enuf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHIT!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wat does frendship means to u guys? Huh? Telling us.. or shud i say telling me tat u guys are only inviting "us" for a stupid meal..? Wat the hack. I agree to come cause.. u guys said.. u guys realli want us to come... cause of the loving frendship i still treasure frm u guys...tats y i agree to come. .. but u telling me.. tat.. because of a stupid meal.. we are not suppose to come.. cause there are limited food.. Waduh. Perna dngr werd kecik hati? Babi. Kecik hati sbb ko yg call aku.. asal tknk call yg laen blang deng!. Baung. I dun agree to come cause there was food. We wanna come to meet frends... Frends tat we love. We can buy food at kdai mamak baugong!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tkper lah. Suka hati krng larh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway. Who are us compare to u guys. Fooking Jimmy Neutron Genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;See Shit in a way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So today. Alot of stupid stuff lay arnd me. Ferst. Went out alone.. just to buy a pack of ciggys.. Hujan2 lagi.. Kaki saket lagi.. Then i called Haikal.. So he agree to matau and lpak for awhile. So. met him and eat a little at coffeshp.. den hadi came. Den lpak..  After lpak I took the bus to my destination.. So piss off actually by the msg i received frm her. But nvm.. i'll just gamble. But wen i was one busstp away frm the place. She msg and i found out that she had finish werk. Waduh. Gerek!. Aku lmbt. Den.. she msg again. she was already in the bus back home. So i was suck in the stomach. Not to happie with myself.. went dwn frm the bus .. and i was left stranded alone at Pasir Ris..With nthng to do.. but to go back again. but i just call Din.. and ask din to lpak for awile. But he was in a journey to the mosque .. so i tag along. Went for Maghrib prayer at Masjid Istighfar. I dunno hao to spell. But then it just attack me.. bout thing tat i think. So she was attack.. I mean by msg. Hahaa. Swrie arh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But i was attack back. I was at the door.. coming in.. tired and piss off.. and my mom open the door.. and said.. could i sent thngs to my grandma house. WADUH!!! aku bsar kan lagik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;... WADUH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!!!! Penant seyy. Ingt kaki nie roda ehh? But.. i asked my mom i want to eat ferst.. so she let me.. and i cook maggi.. Tkde makanan plak kat umah.. Haish.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sdap sikit dpt makan. Den wen out again to my grandma house. Then met beng for awile.. Just to tell him i forgot bout the ring..i mean a ring. I wasn't to happie and was too tired.. so i went back.. tk lpak ngn beng ngn hilmi. Swrie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To sums up.. Today was so call sucks... and it sucks even more.. as... pple... and their needs... and their stupid lies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;STUPID.....................................I'm not in the mood....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But i'm dragging this fucking post. To let u noe.. tat u guys been wasting ur tym.. reading my post... just hear the song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U Guys.. I mean the hated ones.. Hail to the Fuckers. Cheebs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank You..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116420618621223312?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116420618621223312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116420618621223312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116420618621223312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116420618621223312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/fuck-frends-that-is-fucking-genius.html' title='Fuck Frends That Is Fucking Genius..'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116412794716376936</id><published>2006-11-22T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:52:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>History attacks!! I'll try to make thngs the way it shud be.. I Promise..</title><content type='html'>Heya! Somebody told me to update my blog. So i will. Huhuhu. Erm. Wokay. Let me tell u guys a stupid story.. A fat boy.. small steps.. a bunch of humans looking..&lt;br /&gt;K. to sum it up.. i fell at Esplanade.. erm.. wen i forgot arh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But it was like stupid sia.. Huhuh. Nvm.. tat.. But it makes me limping yet again! WHOOOOO!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Its been twice in respective months that i've been limping ..TEMPANG!. and so.. pple call me Alipang. Which, is soooooooooo nice of them.. Hahaa. Fuck larh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay. Today is GP day.. but for me.. its "chEers" day.. hahaa. at pasir ris. I waited for about 35mins+ i thnk.. but i get 5mins of reality picture. hahaa. i noe. u guys dun understand.. i dun care. I'm just telling u.. its a happy day. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. tats it. And btw.. to suhaylah.. if u are reading this.. u said that reading blog help ur english.. come on.. lets learn english..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-p-p-l-e = Apple&lt;br /&gt;B-a-n-a-n-a = Banana&lt;br /&gt;C-a-k = CAK!&lt;br /&gt;D-a-m = Dam&lt;br /&gt;E-a-t = Eat&lt;br /&gt;F-a-r-t = Fart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhhuhuhu. K arh alistar mepek. k bye.. dah malas nak update btul2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers to evrybodyy.. I pray that you guys will be happie.. Especially to them.. The COE.. or some might say xCOE.. still praying for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Salutes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116412794716376936?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116412794716376936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116412794716376936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116412794716376936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116412794716376936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/history-attacks-ill-try-to-make-thngs.html' title='History attacks!! I&apos;ll try to make thngs the way it shud be.. I Promise..'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116378790948623523</id><published>2006-11-18T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:32:09.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New. The Unforgotten. The Old. Loving this three things.. Peace.</title><content type='html'>Heya! Two days straight i went for Jln Rayaing. Thursday was with the COE. Friday, or in the afternoon, was with the smudge. Atleast 3/4 of it. Hahaa. But wasn't that fun as on thursday. Myb cause there was not many houses we go to, and also i had to go back early cause of my uncle's opnhse. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay. Talk about things bout the band ferst. The Smudge.&lt;br /&gt;A new band member will and myb will be cnfrm in entering the smudge. His name is Haikal. Playing the bass. So what i'm going to play.. I'm going to be the rhythm! Hahaha. My fav place to be be...Haikal is my frend since pri 5. But he's also Guss brother, Azhar frend. so we are frends.. Hapiie frends.. The endd...fuck!.&lt;br /&gt;So now, haikal been very anticipating in our jamming session.. So. i'll update him later. I mean when we will be jamming. So now.. here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azzlan- Vocal&lt;br /&gt;Fadhil- Lead Guitarist&lt;br /&gt;Alistar- Rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Haikal- Bass&lt;br /&gt;Guss- Drum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tats what i called. Pure fanatic Oasis. Fooking bastard band! Yats! Nicy nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly bout a frend of OURS. Cok. Hey. Out of COE? U noe sumthing? COE peeps is all in the same class. So, as long as u are still a 403 student. I dun care. If u said u are xCOE or anythng. U are still part of our class, and will be. Cause for me, COE is just a nick for 403. Tkkn nak ckp.. "eh aku kuar ngn 403!". Hahaa. Tkkn. So kira, COE pengalas perkataan. Buat nama jadi sedap. As for me. We are not ignoring u or anythng. Kita tknk kau ikut sbb kesian kau kat bwh srng2. Kita kat umah satu orng je mcm satu jam. seriusly. Den kau kat bwh.. tk naek. Fair ke tak.. tak fair kan. So we have sympathy for u.. So kalo kita simpati ngn kau, abe kau ckp kau nak kuar dari COE. Is tat a stand or just a misunderstanding?. Sometyms, some point. Cok is needed. Evrytym..alistar is needed. Hehehe maen2 larh. Lek larh cok.. As a frend who always give us laughter joy and stuff... and COE or 403 who always give u laughter and joy..also misses would not want to lose anythng. For me. U won't lose COE.. and we would not want to lose U. Both need each other. We dun want to break the strong bond tat we have made this past hw many mths. But if uur decision and your stand as a man is like tat. Then i'll respect ur thots. As u always respect mine. But just take it to ur mind wat i've told in this blog. COE is just a name. The thots that counts. But if wat u think is different than ours.. i like to say.. u are still part of a FRENDSHIP in Coe. No doubt. No change for me as u say its the last. Cuase its just a name. Hehe. Still. I love u. hahaha. Fooking gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third. The song u hear.. is frm Bon jovi-Always which.. i wrote bout it in the past few post. Also some parts of the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly just blanks in my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116378790948623523?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116378790948623523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116378790948623523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116378790948623523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116378790948623523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-unforgotten-old-loving-this-three.html' title='The New. The Unforgotten. The Old. Loving this three things.. Peace.'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116348328385089328</id><published>2006-11-14T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T13:48:03.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you my country. More tears than celebrations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/nice.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/nice.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See the picture?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you see?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me all alone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess you're right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm all alone now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Outside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everywhere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm even the only child.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116348328385089328?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116348328385089328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116348328385089328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116348328385089328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116348328385089328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/who-are-you-my-country-more-tears-than.html' title='Who are you my country. More tears than celebrations.'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116343106970063253</id><published>2006-11-13T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T23:17:49.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..::Hello Anybody Really Really Home::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.You're beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;saw your face&lt;/span&gt; in a &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;crowded place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;never be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she caught my eye,&lt;br /&gt;As I walked on by.&lt;br /&gt;She could see from my face that I was&lt;br /&gt;Flying high&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I don't think that I'll see her again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we shared a moment that will last till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyce song and lyrics. Taken by James Blunt~ You're Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of my fav love songs.( Not in love or anything, Just take ur tym to hear this kinda of songs okay. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1~ Mariah Carey- Without You&lt;br /&gt;2~ Toni Braxton- Un-break My Heart&lt;br /&gt;3~ Bon Jovi- Always&lt;br /&gt;4~ Samsons- Bukan Diriku&lt;br /&gt;5~ Jewel- Foolish Games&lt;br /&gt;6~ Jewel- Standing Still&lt;br /&gt;7~ Bee Gees- How Deep Is your love&lt;br /&gt;8~ No Doubt- Don't Speak&lt;br /&gt;and this list cud go on and on.. but i'll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haah. But still OASIS makes my day. haah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway btw. Here's some lyrics from the song Always by Bon Jovi which i think is very nicyy nyce.. Whooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When he holds you close&lt;br /&gt;When he pulls you near&lt;br /&gt;When he says the words you've been needing to hear&lt;br /&gt;I'll wish i was him&lt;br /&gt;But these words are mine&lt;br /&gt;To say to you till the end of time...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i hear a song from oasis which was recently introduce to me which is Don't Go Away. When i heard it for the ferst tym. I was already being captured by the song. Hahaa. Very Nyce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oasis- Don't Go Away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*So dont go away&lt;br /&gt;Say what you say&lt;br /&gt;Say that you'll stay&lt;br /&gt;Forever and a day&lt;br /&gt;In the time of my life&lt;br /&gt;Cos I need more time&lt;br /&gt;Yes I need more time just to make things right*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicy Nudes!. I mean nIcy NyCe. erm2.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay songs.. I really love Lefthanded Songs.&lt;br /&gt;Especially .....aLL. Whoo. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1~Pada Syurga Di Wajahmu.&lt;br /&gt;2~Ku di Halaman Rindu&lt;br /&gt;3~Tiada Lagi Kidungmu&lt;br /&gt;4~Tiada LAgi Hidungmu(Hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;5~ Kenangan Bersamamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waduuh. Enak banget lagu2 mereka..! Gerek! .. Cair dong.. gue mendengar nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. Try listening to one of them. Nyce. I mean all of the song that i've listed. Some are gonna let you cry..Some gonna make you think, be happy.. and some you'll just make you sit and enjoy the ears that God had created for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey. I'm a irresponsible muslim. I wanna Change. U noe wat. Even tho' i fast thru out the whole month. When it comes to doing my prayers in the hari raya month... i tend to forget or try to avoid. Aper nak jadii ngn aku!!!? Wahh.!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak Klakar seyy. Haish .. I MUST CHANGE!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this movie i wanna see.. haven't watch it yet. Heart and this cd .. entiti 2. Hahaa. Hantu arh. Haha. The movie heart. I wanna cry.. Hahaa. I wanna cry bout a movie.. not about anythng else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriusly. Im draging this post. Make it as long as it could. .. I dunno y. If u read all of this.. Tag on my blog. I'll payy u $5... but must memorize all the list of songs i've listed. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So u think i'm serious???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything happened.. I'm still Alistar Ashaddiq... No doubt. My name is Beyond Doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i would just like to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116343106970063253?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116343106970063253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116343106970063253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116343106970063253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116343106970063253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-anybody-really-really-home.html' title='..::Hello Anybody Really Really Home::..'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116322982263845502</id><published>2006-11-11T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:23:42.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image023.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image007.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image000.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image001.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The stories of yesterday are below. Scroll more. Nyayaya.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116322982263845502?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116322982263845502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116322982263845502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116322982263845502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116322982263845502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/stories-of-yesterday-are-below.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116313193922279202</id><published>2006-11-10T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T15:05:36.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Day. Yesterday. Calling all the stars to fall. Cheers.</title><content type='html'>Every wounds get heal up little by little each day, at the end of the day. Every problem gets solve up, in the middle of a tense moment. Why? It's because either you or the other person gave in or both gave in at the same time. That's normal. Small pieces of words makes difference to our daily lives and the way we think about people. On the other hand, ego does make a diffenrence to the way people think. Stupid act is always to be blame for misunderstanding and fights that lead to no end. If you done a stupid act, would you consider yourself clever? Cause, as time goes by, it's your loss, not anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yots.. Yesterday was fun and tired. Went to Bugis as hadi and beng was searching for some clothes. Den we went to Penin in search for sweater. Cause i want it. Then hadi bought the same as me. So wat to do. Hahaa.. Den went to esplanade..and then went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaa. I can't remember most of the day.. but i cud remember on the way back home.. we were talking bout stupid Sultan here and there. Sultan buat blog.. sultan buat frendster...sultan skinhead. wakka. laughing our ass out. Well to sum it up. Hell of a great day. Haaha. Nice. Keep me away frm my problems for sometyms. hahaa.anyway.. pics will be out in the next post. aiyai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116313193922279202?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116313193922279202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116313193922279202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116313193922279202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116313193922279202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/nice-day-yesterday-calling-all-stars.html' title='Nice Day. Yesterday. Calling all the stars to fall. Cheers.'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116292493832831996</id><published>2006-11-08T02:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T02:42:18.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day with Great Mates</title><content type='html'>Yots! Hie.. See the picture below..? Scroll down...See? Ok.. lets talk bout just now.. I mean yesterday.. Cause its 2.20am .. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay. I went and meet beng, hadi and amanda at Beng's house. I ate his mother &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Kari Daging&lt;/span&gt;.. Fuuu! Tklei angkat arh beb. Nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den proceed to TM.. To watch movie. Erm..&lt;br /&gt;Den the surprise came.. They Actually bought cake for me. Hahaha. How romantic are u guys? Hahaa. So.. They sang.. and i blow the candles and cut the cake.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR.. i was really2 'malu' seyy! Hhaah. Paisey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. So Nice for u guys to make tat for me. Hahaa.I really appreciate u guys for doing tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after tat.. We Went and check wat movie to watch.. So we decide to watch the grudge 2. But the movie start at 7.. and tat tym was only 5.45 i think.. so we decide to just buy the tickets and slack arnd while waiting for the show to start. So we play pool at the arcade..near the cinema. Den we smoked.. after tat proceed to the show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe movie.. was 'ok' i guess. The suspense was so predictable.. But the screams from the gerls.. was unpredictable.. it made me scared.. Haha. So loud yet so high pitch..So me and din said.. we'll join when they shout. So when the gerl shout .. we shout too.. only our voice is on the L....O.......W pitch.. hahaha.. Especially me.. I know my voice is deep. But i dun deep throat.. . Nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. the ending suck.. Cause.. it doesn't end.. the story will be cntinued.. might as well i buy a cd.. Haha.Blurp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show.. We lpaks.. at the open plaza. Smoked for awhile. Met Guss. Chill for awhile and went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*Now i know. How fuck up u r..Been wasting my tym. My energy. So I Guess I'll kill u in my head for now. No, no memories. Just piece of shit. Den again u are getting adrift. So i'll guess u just cntinue to do it..Get so sick and tired, getting piss off about little things. Just for the record. Can't believe how bad u are but with a good face.. Tats y.. dun be deceive by looks. Cause it kills big tym. So for u!. Goodbye..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kabhi Kushi Kabhi Gham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sometimes Happy Sometimes Sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now.. I'm Happy with frends. Hehe.. Great to have u guys..Especially all the COE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;....Cheers....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116292493832831996?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116292493832831996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116292493832831996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116292493832831996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116292493832831996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/great-day-with-great-mates.html' title='Great day with Great Mates'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116291342339360540</id><published>2006-11-07T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:35:52.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY! THANKS FOR EVRYTHING GUYS!!! I"M REALI HAPPIE. NEVER FORGET U GUYS AND GALS! CHEERS!! I'LL GIVE U GUYS A BOW!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image007.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Nice Pple. Who Celebrate a Special Day.&lt;br /&gt;I Appreciate all the things. U guys Have Done. Thanks. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image006.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116291342339360540?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116291342339360540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116291342339360540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116291342339360540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116291342339360540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/hey-thanks-for-evrything-guys-im-reali.html' title='HEY! THANKS FOR EVRYTHING GUYS!!! I&quot;M REALI HAPPIE. NEVER FORGET U GUYS AND GALS! CHEERS!! I&apos;LL GIVE U GUYS A BOW!!'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116270512955498321</id><published>2006-11-05T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T01:47:33.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace On This Very Day. It has too much 'Kenangan Terindah'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rather than say Happy Birthday to me yesterday. I would like to say thanks To &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;EVERYBODY WHO WISH ME YESTERDAY! U &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;GUYS&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;GERLS&lt;/span&gt; MAKE MY DAY.. HAHAA..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hey. Well. I'm not the type of person that will be very2 excited when it comes to a day like this. well today is my bdae. But this yr i'm very happy to be wish by my fellow frends..The COE,my long lost cousin,my new frend, my old frend and also my bestfrend which i adore the most.. Syakilah.. Never thot she wld wish me after all the stupid things i've done to her.. Not stupid as in..reali stupid.. i mean stupid like making her angry and stuff. Not replying her msges. Also..she said she bought me gift. Well i dun realli care bout the gift.. The wish and the fact that i'm not forgotten what really counts. So many thngs i went thru with her.. Good and bad.. heartaches and headaches..all seems to just leave me after she get thru Sec 5.. Hahaa. Well, when i think bout it.. its about my failure and the frustration in me that make me avoiding her altho the care is still there. Thinking bout it, it's just not fair to her.. cause it's not her fault. It's mine. Taking that thing into consideration..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mungkin telah dilupakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku diucap oleh teman2 yg ku sayangi. Tetapi satu insan, yang paling ku menanti ucapan dari nya tetapi tidak didatangi. Alangkah indah jika insan itu, tidak berdiam diri untuk beberapa hari ini, dan membuatku tertanya2 adakah dia ikhlas mengajak ku kesana dan sini.Juga hanya memberi harapan palsu pada hatiku. Teringat serangkap lirik lagu Hari Raya. Tidak sama dengan situasi ku .. tetapi bak gambaran yg ku alami skrng ini..Lagu &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sepasang Kurungan Biru..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tetamu datang tetamu pergi, Tak kunjung tiba orang ku nanti..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Gembira buat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;seketika&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Bersedih buat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sementara.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Terluka buat &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selama-lamanya...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Thanks Hadi. It's been 5 yrs mates. Hahaa. Hope frendship and brotherhood last forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday Alistar Ashaddiq...Love you...Hee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116270512955498321?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116270512955498321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116270512955498321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116270512955498321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116270512955498321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/peace-on-this-very-day-it-has-too-much.html' title='Peace On This Very Day. It has too much &apos;Kenangan Terindah&apos;'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116261307666998733</id><published>2006-11-04T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T12:04:36.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heya.</title><content type='html'>Hey. Yesterday was a trying day.. Erm.. Bought a pair of new shoe, and also a T-shirt.. Nice. Both cause me $33. Ok larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. reached tampines.. arnd 9.30pm. Saw fahmi. Smoke for awhile then back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home.. No one was at home. Wah Liao.. Den.. there was no food. Then she call. Talk2.. While i cook, i talk. Nice. i only eat scrambled egg. Lapar lah seyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fun to talk to her. Hahaa. Giler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Recently, i met my Long, long long cuzzin again thru frendster. hahaa. U noe how i got to know him.. Cause his name is Alistar Zulkarnaen.. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yerps.. Alistar is so called a family name. Hahaa. Then we chat and tell each other stories. Kinda of cool. When u meet someone with the same name.. its like u meet urself..! hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To recap on a friend  of ours. Adlan. U may not have any problem with me.. But just to tell u that. Thinking out of frustration and anger.. will only lead to bigger problem and also self-destruction..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116261307666998733?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116261307666998733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116261307666998733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116261307666998733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116261307666998733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/heya.html' title='Heya.'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116261242979669301</id><published>2006-11-04T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T11:53:49.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image009.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image009.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116261242979669301?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116261242979669301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116261242979669301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116261242979669301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116261242979669301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116226885594948646</id><published>2006-10-31T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T12:27:35.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another Jln Raya. Berhati2 Di Jalan Rye!</title><content type='html'>Yots! Yesterday went jln raya with some of the frends. It was fun.. great day. Only that i wasn't too energetic in the middle of the day cause &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;sleepy&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaa. On the second house, i was already taking a short nap.. Hahaa. There was Beng, Hadi, Nat, Din, Atiqah(PetOm gerEk!), Hayttun, Azura, Firah, Amanda and Yusri.. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to quiet a lot of houses.. and for me, i went to two houses which i already went too. Hahaa. But still i got some credits.. Hahaa. Smoke quiet alot for a day. haha. But i think it's normal larh. Cause, we're going out for one day with frends.. of cuz the ciggys will be less by the tym it gets dark.. u get wat i mean..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday i bought &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Limos Menthol&lt;/span&gt;.. Hahaa. At ferst tk sdap giler.. i felt regret buying it.. i keep on exchanging with frends.. but as night falls.. stomach is fill up.. it was suprisingly nice.. hahaa. and tats all folks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, lets talk bout hp!. hahaa. I bought 1GB memory card, and it felt great.. U noe y.. cause now, i could take 2000+ pictures... and now i have 66 songs on my phone.. Talking bout crazy.. I felt that, i turn the hp to a mp3. Or i could say mp4. hahaa. No larh. Joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdAy. Was another great day. Just misses all arnd the day.. But what to do.. Life moving on. Try to look forward rather than looking back. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Show Must go on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some pics will be up.. Just wait.. if anybody were to read this blog.. if not. Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Try to have some faith...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Curiosity kills sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or everytime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116226885594948646?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116226885594948646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116226885594948646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116226885594948646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116226885594948646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-jln-raya-berhati2-di-jalan-rye.html' title='another Jln Raya. Berhati2 Di Jalan Rye!'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116203245828093239</id><published>2006-10-28T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T18:55:48.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures...Hari Rayaa.. hee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image009.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image015.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image015.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image023.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image023.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image000.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image000.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/gitar3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/gitar3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image001.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image001.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories of yersterday will be on the next posts.. this is just the pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116203245828093239?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116203245828093239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116203245828093239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116203245828093239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116203245828093239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/10/pictureshari-rayaa-hee.html' title='Pictures...Hari Rayaa.. hee...'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116202213529326630</id><published>2006-10-28T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T18:21:24.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Rayaa...</title><content type='html'>Woot.. Yesterday was a fun day.. sure it was. Even tho' there's some commotion done for a lil' while. But it's solve i guess. Erm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay, yesterday went out with frends for road raya(Jalan Raya).. it was planned carefully.. and it turned out very well i must say. Hahaa. Coincidence, the colour i'm wearing was the same as Su's.. the colour red.. hahaa. Pelik2.. Pelik tapi benar.. Went to 7 houses, including mine. But for me the best part was to spent atleast a day with her. Hahaa. It was fun.. Altho' every moment seems a question mark.. but i just have to enjoy every moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next.. i like to thks Abg Wan..or Wan chok.. for the u noe wat.. and also the encouragement you gave everytym.. to pursue my wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took some photos.. and guess what.. i can take clear photos.. Hahaa. Hahaa. Really honour to have Nokia 6280.. hahaa. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. i forgot to take some photos of Razmeer, Izzati, Wan Chok, Haniza and Hadi. Swrie mates.. Hahaa. Swrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..photos will be up later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116202213529326630?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116202213529326630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116202213529326630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116202213529326630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116202213529326630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/10/selamat-hari-rayaa.html' title='Selamat Hari Rayaa...'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116175310745174084</id><published>2006-10-25T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:11:48.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yang Maha Kuasa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEI! Hahaa. Aper kabar.! Selamat Hari Raya pada semua insan yg sedang merayakan nye. Hahaa. Hapie oi aku!. Ferst dpt duit raya..Second dapat jmpe sedara2 hahaa. But dlm kegembiraan ini tersirat kesedihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nie aku buat. Harap paham yee.. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;di malam raya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;takbir bergema...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Menjelang raya tahun ini...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;terasa hiba menyelubungi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;diri...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;zahir dan batin terseksa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sewaktu berpuasa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hingga menangis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;air mata darah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tetapi ku terus menahan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ku tahu ini ujian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;harus kutempuh kadang-kala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kawan menangis kerana masalah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;keluarga mereka...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kawan ku merajok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kerana keseorangan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ibu ku menangis di dalam hati...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tidak siapa yang tahu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ku sedih tak terkira...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bila takbir bergema...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hati ku sayu ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;bak tiupan seruling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yang mendamai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;teringat pula kepada seseorang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yang pernah kucintai dahulu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;atau masih...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kini sudah hilang dari pandangan ku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;adakah cinta itu sudah pudar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aku merasa begitu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tetapi tidak mengapa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mungkin bukan jodoh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hanya sementara...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hati ku hiba bercampur gembira...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hari raya pengubat nya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;maafkan salah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ku insan biasa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hanya berah padaNya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh yang berKuasa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116175310745174084?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116175310745174084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116175310745174084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116175310745174084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116175310745174084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/10/yang-maha-kuasa.html' title='Yang Maha Kuasa..'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116149511066678452</id><published>2006-10-22T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T13:31:50.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedi Oktober. Change for the Better.</title><content type='html'>Hello.! Anybody home? Can I sit and Talk? Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heya to all the people who wanna read this blog of mine. I would just like to wish &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Happy Holidays&lt;/span&gt; to all, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya&lt;/span&gt; to muslims and &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Happy Deepavali&lt;/span&gt; to the Indians. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferst up, i would like to say swrie bout yesterday where i didn't fulfill my promise about going to Seetha and Chancher house.. Paisey arh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay! Wokay!. Ready? Ready? Here it start. Yesterday guess what happened? I change my phone. Hahaha! Gerek!. Nokia 6280. Hahaa. For the ferst tym in God knows how many yrs i've not been using a Nokia hp, so yesterday was kind of lost for a little while. Ask some lads to help out a lil'. Hahaa. But i'm happie. I've change to a student plan, so I got some advantages in certain things, and of cuz now i got a free incoming.&lt;br /&gt;But the sad part of free incoming was that, it was actually to call and talk and chat with &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;. But now, it just gone in a blink of an eye, it's not really tat exciting to get that free incoming but it's actually kind of sad when i start to think bout it. Haish. Haish. Ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand. Now my picture are more clearer and stuff, i got bluetooth and infra-red which I really crave since a very long time. So now I already got it. I would like to say, Alhamdullilah and thanks to my father..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Salutes&lt;/span&gt; my dad. Thks mates. Hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haish. Lyfe been so &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;dull &lt;/span&gt;lately. So plain and quiet even tho it's loud. Hahaa. Emo ke? Hahaa. Hari Raya nak dkat. I think this yr if I ask for forgiveness on the morning of Hari Raya i will surely cry my heart out. Cause this month i've gone thru a serius kind of ups and downs. Not only bout me, but includes my frends(&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;The Loves Ones&lt;/span&gt;). Remember a song from Awie(Wings). Ignored the lyrics, just the song title, which is "&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tragedi Oktober&lt;/span&gt;". Yup2. Guess it's a tragic october this yr. Many probs i've gone thru. I just wish and pray to Allah that &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I hope, really really hope. That on the Hari Raya month, it will be an opposite side of the Tragedi Oktober. To have a wonderful sight of happiness. A positive attitude in a problem and all the things that happened today let it be a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;history&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;mystery&lt;/span&gt; for me. Just let it &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;burn&lt;/span&gt; so that it can't be seen. Anymore.. May God bless the soul of the problem. Haish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheers... ='((&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116149511066678452?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116149511066678452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116149511066678452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116149511066678452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116149511066678452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/10/tragedi-oktober-change-for-better.html' title='Tragedi Oktober. Change for the Better.'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116138734812526804</id><published>2006-10-21T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T07:35:48.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Plans, Nice Friends. I'm paging UP, you're paging DOWN.</title><content type='html'>Heya!. You guys ok!? Guess u shud be. For the Hindus and Muslim, cause, Hari Raya and Deepavali are coming so we shud be hapie yah! Hope So..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay. Talk bout daily life. Yesterday was a different thing, stuck with happiness and laughter all the way. Nice. Yesterday, me, Beng, NJ, Hadi and Haikal went to open fast(buka puasa) at Geylang.. as it was actually 'COE' day out. But only three 'COE' were in the scene. Haish. "where'd you go, i miss you so".Hahaa. Ferst, when we reached Geylang, we went to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2nd Chance&lt;/span&gt; to buy my Baju Kurung! Hahaa. At last mates. If not i'll be crying on the morning of Hari Raya not because I asked forgiveness from my parents but because of my Baju Kurung.. It is &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Silver&lt;/span&gt; in colour. Den we proceed of to buy some food. We sat under the void deck to break our fast. After tat me and Haikal bought some &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cigarettes hole(rokok lubang)&lt;/span&gt; hahaa, i noe lame. We bought ciggys at some lorong, NOT! lorong 18! but this lorong where they sell &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ciggys hole&lt;/span&gt;.. *giggles*-&gt;&gt;-&gt;&gt;-&gt;&gt;-&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that meet Hilmi, Faris and Mellisa and then we were off to buy my Capal.. Yah!. At last i got evrythng tat i wanted. So i'm kind of happie. I guess. Met Guss while looking for Beng's shirt. Well i do not go to the full detail cause i'm lazy to type. But we'll get the idea of yesterday right? If not then go phone children aid.. Hahaa. wtf i'm talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was that. While walking home, i smoked one stick.. of wood. hahaa. k lame, i noe. I smoked one stick.. of straw. hahaa. I noe its lame. But it's fun. I'm enjoying myself. hahaa. Ok. While walking back home, i smoked one stick. Den i bought some can drink to let the smell go bye bye, or go away. But i forget about the smell on my hand. It stuck onto the plastic bag i'm holding. Hahaa. So forgetful yet so fun. Then my mom asked bout the smell. So i admit i smoked arh. Then it was like, nthng. Like i didn't done anythng wrong. Hahaa. I was expecting some lecture by my one and only lecturer Mdm EmaK! Hahaa. But it was like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak: Kau lom ada hasil dah isap.&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Ermm...&lt;br /&gt;Mak: tadi.. mak... bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*just realize that the topic had change*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind, i was like, wah.. this is nice. Its like i've done nthng wrong. Hahaa. But i think my mom can't scold me lars. Or my dad, cause at home my dad smokes, outside, my frends smokes..and i'm growing up.. so i guess they'll just have to understand understood this kind of situation aites. Let me be who i want to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Let there be love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, so yesterday was a day well-planned. Nice. Just missing someone who don't miss me i guess. That's why i believe when pple say, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"we ADORE people who IGNORE us, but IGNORE people who ADORE us."&lt;/span&gt; But when you think bout it, life is short, and when u say "live life to the fullest", it means, atleast get hurt or heartbroken for sometimes, cause if you do, then you &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;enjoy the ups and downs of life&lt;/span&gt;. But not always arh. If not, your heart could bleed on the internal and flow out making it external, by the time, i'll be a pallbearer for you. Haish.. miss and miss and miss.. haish. Hahaa. I sound like a gerl. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want! What tym the Bus come!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I need a bow... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheers to all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Salutes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116138734812526804?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116138734812526804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116138734812526804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116138734812526804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116138734812526804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/10/nice-plans-nice-friends-im-paging-up.html' title='Nice Plans, Nice Friends. I&apos;m paging UP, you&apos;re paging DOWN.'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116132980161697135</id><published>2006-10-20T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T15:38:29.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Present.Our History.And the Mystery behind all This. Salute to Hypocrite.</title><content type='html'>Heya! Aper khabar? Hahaa. Melayu language. For ur info Guss. HomeSmudgey slalu baek ngn aku. Tk perna berak. Kesian kau, aku rasa dier dah HANYUT!! Hahaa. Eh, satu lagi. Skrng kul 2.40pm, aku baru balik sholat Jumaat, dan aku dah rasa lapar. Amciam!! Wahh2. Lagi 3 hari dah Hari Raya, hahaa. Cool2. Dah blh makan pagi!. Makan ptg! Makan tghhari! Makan malam! Makan Hati..! Makan hati?? Aper sey makan hati. Tapi kadang2 makan hati jgk. Haish. Life is not perfect. So evrybody and even me make mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay. Back to english language. Erm. Yesterday at arnd 3+pm. I went out to meet taufik to play guitar. Slack for awhile. Kill tym, cause i'm bored at home. Den met Fatah, Wan khai, and Mat thai and slack for awhile. Play nice classic songs. Then after evrybody went off. Its me and taufik. Then came Guss. So its three of us till' 6.15pm. It goes same in the night. Only Tijany was there. Its the four of us now. Since i'm a loner by night now. Hahaa. No no no more. Hahaa. If anybody get wat i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*it was kind of dark. So i could see a little. So i saw *&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;shut&lt;/span&gt;* was kind of close to *&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;* so i was like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fcuked up&lt;/span&gt;. So i dun give a damn. So i shut my mouth and just walk out. Pretend i did not know who the hell i saw. So i close one eye. As if. I'm sort of blind at some point. So let the night be a history and a mystery. I dare not to predict anything. Let it be what it will suppose to be. I'm moving on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Today plan to break our fast at Geylang. 2 hrs frm now. Plus. I wanna buy new Baju Kurung. Hahaa. Finally my dad gave me the permission to buy new Baju Kurung. But still i'll wear the baju kurng tat my dad bought for me on the ferst day of hari raya. Surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i had my Sahur this morning. I open my door in search of my Capal. But when i try it, damn!. I've grown man. Hahaa. The capal is getting smaller. Or my leg are getting huge. Hahaa. Lerh. How can Capal get smaller right!. So today i got mission at Geylang. Which is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy My Baju Kurung...&lt;br /&gt;Buy Capal...&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;Buy Food.&lt;br /&gt;Hungry man. Woooh.! Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes. pretending to be hapie just works out. Cause, sad lead to self-destruction. On the other hand. I've cried behind tong sampah. *sob*. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes. We adore pple who ignore us. But we Ignored pple who adore us. Makes Sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116132980161697135?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116132980161697135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116132980161697135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116132980161697135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116132980161697135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/10/presentour-historyand-mystery-behind.html' title='Present.Our History.And the Mystery behind all This. Salute to Hypocrite.'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116123682283807785</id><published>2006-10-19T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T13:47:02.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atleast have some Humanity.</title><content type='html'>Hey. It's been a long tym since i wrote a nice and proper post. Been thru alot lately. Yerps. Just do not want to elaborate bout small2 stuff kkies. Anyway, I do not know how the hack! How the hack!. HomeSmudgey reached Guss blog. Hehe. Wat bus did he took to go there? Haish. I wish tat he would come back. Kinda miss HomeSmudgey. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Oi! Guss. Give HomeSmudgey back lah dey..hahaa. Suma kau nak rampas.! haaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay!. Gerek tao, sitting at home, with nothing to do and just sit in-front of the computer and just clumsily strumming my guitar. Hahaa. Well, it's more GereK waiting pple frm their BrB as they said they'll brB and then they offline, then.. they just do not have the care to online back. How GereK is tat. Haah! Atleast tell arh.. tat, u gotta go or. "Hey.. talk to you later" or other stupid stuff u wanna make up, atleast just make up things that doesn't involve me waiting like budak blur.. Tats gerek!. Haaah. Tkper .. Amal kan slalu.. Saper2 yg terasa, tu.. maknanya korng tak puasa arh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokay. Left arnd 4 days to Hari Raya. Very fast.. Den the next tym i'll post it will already be Hari Raya. Hahaa. Fast kans.. Erm.. have u done any preparations for the upcoming Hari Raya? Anyway, my baju kurung tat my dad bought doesn't seem nice lars. I thot i wanna buy a new Baju Kurung.. then. My dad seems very frustrated with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Ayah, nak beli baju baru arh.. nie tak lawa.. blh arh.&lt;br /&gt;Ayah: Suka hati larh...&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Blh ke tidak??&lt;br /&gt;Ayah: *IGNORED!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah.. SEMOT SIOT!. Haish. Why sey? Why can't i get a new Baju Kurung. Hey. I wanna be happie also sey in this Hari Raya. Wanna get the clothes tat i want. But. Haish. Why must, others be happie, but not me? This goes to other pple besides my dad.&lt;br /&gt;Suma nak happie.. abe aku? Aku tknk arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. sometimes, i just hate my life arh. Hate myself. Sometimes crying is the best solution. Hahaa. But u're not gonna see arh. If i cry, i cry behind tong sampah. So u will not see me.. hahaa. Haish. At some point, in life, stress is a common thing. Having deep thoughts for a few minutes is a must everyday, to pursue a great things in life. For me, i've to quit thinking bout short plans. Long plans is a must. It's because, everytime i think of short plans. It always don't turn out right and breaks my heart and while my heart is being mend. It was torn again a few days ago. Hahaa. Haish. I think this heart had enuf mending done. Its better to make urself happie or laugh your heart out, cause, if i keep being sad. It will not result in anythng, but make me crazy. haish. Stop crying your heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Anyway. Guss!. I want my HomeSmudgey mates!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheers...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116123682283807785?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116123682283807785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116123682283807785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116123682283807785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116123682283807785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/10/atleast-have-some-humanity.html' title='Atleast have some Humanity.'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-116037100066766831</id><published>2006-10-09T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T13:18:34.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't help me or Help It. Just Stand By Me.</title><content type='html'>Hello. Anybody Home? Can I sit and talk?&lt;br /&gt;Harlluuuwww?&lt;br /&gt;Nvm lars, i'll just come in, pretend someone invite me and just sit and talk alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0k. Its been a long tym since I update this blog *now has been nameless*.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i want to update. If i would update on my daily lives, it would be repetitive and pple who read my blog will be kinda bored. Ish. Everyday its the same. I'm getting bored of holidays even tho' it's just getting started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday went out with the mother and father.. Buy stuff. Erm. Then, i pop up the topic of me working for this coming holidaes..and GUESS WHAT!! My father won't let me.!! I was like, wth!!. I've been planning this stupid working stuff since I was born.. Hokay! Too early, i've been planning this thing actually since last yr, and this yr too. Wah!! Sort sak!!. The best part was that, i've told my dad this on the early days of my stayback yr.. but guess what he told me.. I NEVER TOLD HIM ANYTHING BOUT WORKING!! WAH. He said to me that, this holiday he want me too attend courses and stuff that just would destroy my wonderful plans. AHMAD TABS ARH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anticipate in working after N was the thing that I dream of, now it's all gone. Haah! But who cares. I won't change from the things i've planned. UH UH!! No way. MuaHAhaHAH!! Yesterday, i do not bother to argue with my father cause it is a fasting month, and so i felt daunting. But, never mind. Contradicting with my father has been a favourite thing to do. haha. Guess, working is still on the top of my list. Haha. But nobody knows, if I could get one or not. Nobody knows.. the way it's gonna be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*YeA!. Finally, I can say that i've finish my N lvl.. Why? Cause tmrw is my DnT paper and that is my last paper. Haah. Then I can teach Hadi and maybe Atiqah to learn guitar. haha. Finally, i become a teacher..blablabla. Awkward. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 mths it is...&lt;br /&gt;Altho' its just a short and fast 10 mths, I could give awards to my fellow clssmates for accepting me and make my life kinda of complete and wonderful. haah. I'm refering to the C.O.E. Ish. Altho' we just be frends this yr, i felt that we clicked very fast. Erm. It makes me feel comfortable as if there are like brothers. Thks. Mates. To aLL. To evrybody. I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know how sad it is to have no siblings? It's really sad you know. Sometimes it's just break my heart when pple talk bout their siblings things. Or sharing a room with them. Or, when i asked where they are going, and they would say, I must meet my sister or brother at blablabla..place. Wah. How i wish i could say that too.. Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, when i was a kid, i played my toys alone, no one could share happiness with me. When there's a problem in my family, i could not share it to anyone besides my mom and dad. Imagine, in this 17 yrs of my life, i've been keeping all secrets, keeping all the problems to myself, keeping stupid stuff or good stuff to myself. As there's no one in my family are of my age, to understand the heartpain or wonderful stuff i've gone thru..haha. How I wish there is.. But evry lifes has a story to tell, true perfection has to be imperfect. Lifes has to be imperfect. Even if it is beautiful, inside that beautiful things lies a bad things. Believe the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Live the truth.&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;I guess i have to get going. Bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-116037100066766831?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/116037100066766831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=116037100066766831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116037100066766831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/116037100066766831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-cant-help-me-or-help-it-just-stand.html' title='You can&apos;t help me or Help It. Just Stand By Me.'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115994142115039091</id><published>2006-10-04T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T13:57:01.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey.! It's been a long tym since i blog. I wonder where HomeSmudgey is? I still can't find her. Haish. It's been long you noe. Since i stared at her face. Erm. I hope you could just comeback and hug or faint like we use to do. Just time will show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0k. Lets talk about N level for a little while. I left with Maths paper 2 and also My DnT paper and after that, i guess i'm off to Mc Cafe, Starbuck, Pacific coffee, StarHub, Cabin Cleaner, Room Cleaner, Guitar teacher, Piano player, Ahmad Driver, Ah Chong sticker, Specs maker, Paper recycler, Handphone Thrower, Building destroyer, Ah Kong Farter, Watch Looker, Cd Player Taster, Food eater, Perfume Drinker, Report B00k Burner, Bag Maker, Sutun partner, Suketi paLLbearer, cigarrettes lighter and many more. To sum it up, after my N lvl, i'm going to search for a nice job. Tats all. Why do i type so much arh just now? haha. Because there's a keyboard tat's y i type. Nyaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, the paper i think is the most easiest is the Malay Paper as usual, but one paper which surprise me to think tat it's easy was Geography paper. Haha. Unbelievable. The most difficult paper was Social Studies.. tat paper sucks man. Smile2 always to Social Studies !!YE!! I hope tat, i'll pass my N Lvl. Or shud i say, score for my N lvl. Lagi2 bulan Ramadan. Mintak insyallah dapat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey!. Myb today going down for "terawih". Haha. Dngr2 ramai trn. Then Sutun also coming down. Tats y i'm coming too. Nyaya. If she do not come down, then i'll go up. Haha. I noe its lame. But i talk to myself. So who cares. haha. Ahmad Tabs. Past few days, Wan Chok had started his nonsense behaviour just like before. Beng has start to talk crap always with me. Do you know how he talk crap??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Eh beng .. kau g mana??&lt;br /&gt;Beng: crap, crap crap...crap crap crap.. crap. crap crap crap crap crap...crap..crap ...crap.. but. crap crap crap... crap...crap... crap.. yea.. and crap..c rapp&lt;br /&gt;crap.. * i've told you all he talk is crap.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha(LTMOL)*Laugh To Myself Out Loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post is tahi.. i noe, i just hope you enjoy this post, cause it will be more once my N lvl is finish. Muahahah!! Don't like. Don't read. You like.? Hie my name is alistar...Nice knowing Like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Adlan have recommend me many good song writers, including one of his fav, the Libertines.. Peter Doherty. haha. I guess you're right. I have to be open-minded to every type of music. Don't stick to one genre or music. Anyway, i've made my own song haha. It's call *Fast Chemistry*. It's about, a guy, who saw this girl who he thought was just a normal nice girl. But when love stuck by his side. he could not get off her. Haha. Like hindustan films..blabla. Anyway, in this fasting month. i would like to say thanks to people who have help me. Also, to everybody who i owe you anything. Please tell me. I'll pay or give anything i owe you. Lastly to Guss. Erm. $700. As soon as possible arh aku kasi. Aku try carik orng yg curik tu.. Aku rasa muka dier nak dkat2 sama ngn ahmad tabs. nanti aku carik kan arh. K all the best to me. Best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0k. Selamat Berbuka suma. Wah2 baru pkul 2 aku dah ckp pasal buka eh.. Btw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asal aku lapar????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115994142115039091?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115994142115039091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115994142115039091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115994142115039091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115994142115039091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115941495299716506</id><published>2006-09-28T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T12:28:24.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate noel. Love his music. How could he write so well?</title><content type='html'>Hey. It's been long time since HomeSmudgey left this blog. Well i've been trying to find her everywhere, in the garbage, dustbin, in the burial ground, everywhre. But HomeSmudgey was nowhere to be found. I've tried to call the police, but what the hack, the police won't bother bout HomeSmudgey for sure.. Myb before this, she really anticipate to a pleasant vacation at Batam, that's why she don't feel sad or regret wat so ever and now is nowhere to be found. May God bless you HomeSmudgey...*sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, My N level is coming and still i have the time to play my computer. Haish. yesterday was the last day of school. Haha. Instead of being sad on our last day, me and the class, especially the C.O.E. was having lotsa fun. True. We were laughing the whole day at school. We had stupid period which call *paper ball war*. Wth. hey. But we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think back from the first day i step into the class and start a new resolution for myself and now taking our N lvl, i shud say tym goes pretty fast. haha. Seriously, very very fast. Tats why we must use our time very2 well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lately, i've been trying to make songs for The Smudge, the music is alryte, but the lyrics that i wrte that creates the problem. It's like everything i wrote doesn't seems to fit. haha. Guess i'm not a good writer after all. But I love writing songs, i guess myb it just takes time to develop i guess. I guess i don't have the talent with what Noel have. I hate him, love his music.. Seriously. He said in one of his interview was that. If ever he lost all his families, friends or what so ever. He'll pick up the guitar, and just strum it, and no one could come between him and the guitar. Erm. It just shows how his really commited in what he do or writing his music. I guess i'm just jealous.. haah. or myb he could write so well cause he have dyslexia. haha. I'm not jealous of tat for sure..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. I guess tats all i have to say. Running out of time and ideas. So i think i'll go ferst. Would you open the door for me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115941495299716506?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115941495299716506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115941495299716506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115941495299716506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115941495299716506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/hate-noel-love-his-music-how-could-he.html' title='hate noel. Love his music. How could he write so well?'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115916306962329044</id><published>2006-09-25T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T13:44:29.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexplained Yet It's Really Clear</title><content type='html'>We can't explained. But a recap on what had happened. We can't actually scold the close one cause the angered from the far one. Love is fading away, i'm not sure. Responsibility avoided, I guess. But it should not be the reason for anything right be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't be fading away in this month, must be a test to see our endurance. Endurance if we are really a g00d person to meet the One or to meet Someone to spread to everyone. Well, unexplained yet its really clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0k. I've left with countable days for my N levels. Ish. De Ja Vu. Really De Ja Vu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered during this time i was playing guitar under the void deck and just dreaming that i could be promoted to sec 5. With no revision or what so ever, i t00k my N level with great pleasure to fail. With only the skills of chords, i sat as tho' i'm really ready for it. Haha. How i wish that didn't happened. I remembered how me and my frends, sat and played gitar thru out the aftern00n. Even during our studying time, we still brought the guitar with us. Haha. That's call stupidity. Thus it kills, big times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could turn back tym, i would turn it back. Just to avoid my mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. How i wish chicken were ready for me that particular day. 1/9/2005&lt;br /&gt;How i wish.... *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115916306962329044?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115916306962329044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115916306962329044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115916306962329044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115916306962329044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/unexplained-yet-its-really-clear.html' title='Unexplained Yet It&apos;s Really Clear'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115907489914836684</id><published>2006-09-24T12:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T13:14:59.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should Be A Different Situations</title><content type='html'>*wah. many like HomeSmudgey afterall. haha. to nat .. i do not understand ur problem, whats with the Hartini Shadow and the Ali Kuti Cicak. Haha. Its suppose to be Ali Kuti Cargo. Baru strong sikit aku. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. yesterday. Erm. I'm sorie guss, for what has happened. Running doesn't solve your problems. Facing the reality and the truth is what a guy is all about. If you can't face all the things that is happening than i guess u are just a well-bodied guy but with a gerls heart inside. Very soft and weak. I've told u this mate. I guess you shud just relax and myb its just a test from HIM to you. Don't do stupid things man. Be calm to watever happens. Life's are full of ups and downs. Altho' i had never face this situation before, i guess we shud just think it as a positive way. Don't get carried away with your anger, it will just result in self-destruction. Yesterday was evening of fasting month. Your probs happened that evening. HE really test you at a very beautiful and wonderful day, must be a reason behind all those anger management check. May you pass it Guss with flying colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went out with the metta's and the bello. To bello. I know i'm bored.. sorrie. I feel sorie there were no cigs and you were bored because of it too. May you stop as soon as possible. I hope so. Myb next yr or next week. I'm just hoping and praying. But what if 2mrw never comes??.. jeng3x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tijany. Sorie bout yesterday, i never thot that prob will be that bad. Guss already say his sorie. i guess now its my turn. Jeng3x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe Fast. Safe Fast or i shud say Selamat Berpuasa. Now time flow very fast. Today is the start of fasting, the next tym you know its already Hari Raya. Wah. How fast can dat be.. Tats why dun waste any moment of your time. As when time pass by, it won't come back again. Please make full use of your time. Nyaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess tats all mates. Selamat Berpuasa and Selamat Berbuka nnti. Dun  forget about Terawih ..Cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115907489914836684?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115907489914836684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115907489914836684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115907489914836684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115907489914836684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/should-be-different-situations_24.html' title='Should Be A Different Situations'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115898373568581732</id><published>2006-09-23T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T11:55:35.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G00dBye My Home, G00dbye My Smudgey.</title><content type='html'>HoLLa.! I guess i'm cutting all my non-sense, bout the HomeSmudgey tingy. Pple told tat i'm crazy and stuff. Haah. Wish you could stay longer.. But pple won't let me. Also smudgey, i don't want to be label as physco, crazy, stupid or anything cause of ur presents here. You have done alot for me this pass few months as a security for my lonely blog. Being the first pallbearer evrytime my blog is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few months was great to have you with me. : ( &lt;br /&gt;It's not that i do not want you. It's just that to many pressure i've carried through out ur presents in my blog. I became very stress by all the comments they put me thru. All the harsh words they expect me to cope with. So HomeSmudgey Binte SmudGes. I hope you understand my reason. I think we shud break. I think we shud go separate ways. I think it's better you go to someone else who can take care of you much better than the way i treat you. *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My regards to your family*sounds of giggles*&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll stay happy. Aites. Cya around smudgey....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*One minute of silent for the last moment for HomeSmudgey*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 secs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 secs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAAAHHHOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOMESUDGEY IS GONE!!! NO MORE HOMESMUDGEY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*i guess i'm still crazy after all....*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115898373568581732?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115898373568581732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115898373568581732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115898373568581732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115898373568581732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/g00dbye-my-home-g00dbye-my-smudgey.html' title='G00dBye My Home, G00dbye My Smudgey.'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115892596849175939</id><published>2006-09-22T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T19:52:48.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bad Three Days.</title><content type='html'>Bad three days. No mood, no fun watever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad three days. No thrill, no laughter watever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, in other land. Pple are forgetting me. Erasing their memories slowly and slowly till' i'm vanish from their mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad three days it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One. Why do clouds move faster and faster each time i'm trying to know things that i adore. Why do the things i admire be adoring and click with the things i have. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two. Friends. In trouble. Brothers fought. Why do i have to see while i can do something? Why is it have to be the owner who fought for them be scolded. Why do clouds and rain sucks when it brings joy and misses. When you stay in it. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three. Does the clouds move faster than i thought. Or i'm not thinking straight but let my past history become such a bad example to my newly created life. I wonder? Does this mean the end. Or just an illusion that keeps blinding me everytime i try to solve a mystery beneath a colorful and wonderful answers. Or i'm scared to face truth when sometimes, i could know just by asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I scared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadan is coming. Selamat Berpuasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115892596849175939?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115892596849175939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115892596849175939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115892596849175939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115892596849175939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/bad-three-days.html' title='The Bad Three Days.'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115875803551605971</id><published>2006-09-20T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:17:05.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So wad do you want? What tym the bus come?</title><content type='html'>Today i'm damn bored. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask why?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Oi!&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Issit me?&lt;br /&gt;Or you?&lt;br /&gt;Its me!&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored!&lt;br /&gt;Why i'm bored?&lt;br /&gt;No. I'm alistar!&lt;br /&gt;then?&lt;br /&gt;Why u called yrself bored?&lt;br /&gt;Because i'm bored?&lt;br /&gt;Why i'm bored?&lt;br /&gt;erm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;So what's ur name?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115875803551605971?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115875803551605971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115875803551605971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115875803551605971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115875803551605971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-wad-do-you-want-what-tym-bus-come.html' title='So wad do you want? What tym the bus come?'/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115865386346434800</id><published>2006-09-19T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:24:20.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello? Anybody Home? HomeSmudgey??&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: HEY! U're back! : D. Its greaT to HAve U BAcK!!&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: ThankS. You too sir. I guess i've been missing you too..&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: So how's ur parents aites??&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: *CRYING OUT LOUD(COL)*&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Why?? (confused)&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: mmmyyy pareentts a..r.e.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DOGS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Ur parents are dogs???!!???&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: Yes..&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: erm e..rr..mm. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA UR PARENTS ARE DOGS!! HAHAHAHAHA. A-H-A.&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: *fainted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Anyway sorry to atiqah for her lost. Ucapan takziah aku pada kluarga makcik kau k..kuat kan smangat dan tabahkan hati. Smoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat. Amin *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Lets recall bout yesterday. I was fasting yesterday. So. I went and break my fast with izzuddin under the void deck. I bought some f00d at the night market near the MRT station and TM. After that. We went to Ghufran to perform our prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day were planned carefully. I walked down the streets to meet Su. When i met her. She was wearing scarf. Haha. suueett sey. We bought some refreshment that produce smokes, I don't know what it's call, but the night was very nice and calm. We sat there and she told me bout many things. Seems more close now. Than before. When she told me her stories from one chap to another, i was thinking how could i help her. Not that she's in a big trouble. Its that, maybe i could help her to have a better perspective in her life, right now. I hope so. Haha. Maybe. Maybe not. All the while i was thinking of what i can say to change something. Something that i dunno what is that something. You get what i mean? Erm Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back. I escort her back home. In the middle of our journey. Guss called. Mntak Rokok.! Haha. I think you know lar eh guss what i mean. that after that guss went back home. Then me and Su were walking and we were lost. Haha. Sorry. Tk prasan. We t00k the long way back to her house. Then suddenly. Su was a bit strange. I was being force to take her money for a bus fare back home for me. I don't like lending or taking money from people. But her reaction left me with a big question Mark in my head?? Why was Su acting wierd yesterday. It's like. I realize something, maybe she notice some ghostly presents, but i don't want to talk to her bout it. I'm afraid that she'll be scared to go home right. The night left me with a question in my head. Nvm. But yesterday was the first tym i heard her shout, and being very talkative. Haha. It's g00d tho' hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, me, din and chok have planned to come to school late. We saw Guss and he told me, that actually Su heard some footsteps. Erm i guess thats enuf to answer my questn.. Then go back we served detention. and now i writing shits...dskfnadufshaslkjjfnauwdfhas;ldkfnaslkjdcnlaiwsnfkajsdfabsdfjkbalsdfuhaliefjeijsiwndflaubfajklwdbfyuiqwkbgdf&lt;br /&gt;hsdfgsdfhagh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115865386346434800?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115865386346434800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115865386346434800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115865386346434800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115865386346434800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-anybody-home-homesmudgey-ali.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115855439881699056</id><published>2006-09-18T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T13:01:13.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!! What's Up EvrYBoDY!!! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a good M00d t0day!. WeLL you noe why..cause HomeSmudgey is not here, she's staying for a couple of days at the North Pole with her real ParenTs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. What happened during my gig aites. Ok let me recall yesterday aites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11am- Went out and met guSs first cause he wanted to put on my wax.Whatever lars. Wait him under susi block. Then we went to her house. After Guss is set up, and susi dressed up. we went to pondok to meet the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the pondok. Atiqah was there, and Yusri(mat malaysia) was also there, i don't know what was his motive sitting alone there. Maybe he's going to the TM again.(kaki TM). After that hadi and Lan J join the family at the pondoks. We were all in the g00d m00d. I must say, as evrybody l00k happie, that was what i'm l00king f0rward t0..Happiness on a happy day. We had stupid period at pondok, me, LanJ, Guss and Hadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceed to MRT station to meet Cheesecake, then off we go to our Journey of being the Singapore IDOL!! KK non-sense. Then we went off to our performance at Gas HAus..&lt;br /&gt;Me, hadi and guss, sat on the floor all the way in the MRT, make a lot of stupid jokes like we used to do..Normal for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Fadhil at Bugis MRT station and we continued our journey from there. At the Gas Haus we saw alot of metaL bands.. I guess we are the only odd ones. Haha its ok atleast we have our own identity aites.. We were the fourth band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5pm. It was our turn! Haha, ok i won't deny that i was nervous. But as a bassist i didn't have too much pressure tho' So i was relax most of the time. I was the first to plug in evrything and test out my bass. OK! I'm ready. Then we were off. We played like we usually practice on our Jamming SessIon.. It was fun. Only that i was to concentrate on not making any mistakes that i was looking on my bass all the time. But not always lars. Understand understood lar deh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our performance. It was a big rrrreeeelllliiiieeeeefffff(relief) haha. Serious. Then we sat down and watch the other band perform. Evryband was like a stupiD HardCore baNd. Alah. Bingit lar!! While watching, we smoked chat, and then Atiqah had a prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atiqah told me that her aunty had passed away. In my heart it was like* erm alamak i feel guilty lar, how eh? * Then she asked me to followed her to make a called outside the gas haus, and it turn out to be a false alarm. Haish. BoDOH nyE doctor. So after knowing that, she decide not to go back but stay wit us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At arnd 7, suddenly i felt i was sleepy, bored and tired. So i went outside the gas haus to sit alone, trying to relax myself and calm myself up. So i ask su to call and stuff, but she haven't pray so i asked her to pray first. So it was like 2 mins of chat. weLL it was ok for me. Then Hafiz was there and we smoked for a while outside. Hafiz face is similiar to Jet seh..Or i shud say Ezhar. Our ex-drummer. Haha. Then i sat alone outside. It was relaxing, you know why?? It was because the weather was cool, cause it was raining, it wasn't noisy, and no one was disturbing me. At 7.30 i heard a reggae music, and i know it ws the &lt;em&gt;STILL RIVER!!. &lt;/em&gt;Haha. It was because, evrybody was waiting for that band, then i went in. All of my friends but me was dancing to the reggae beat. I was tired, so i lay there on the comfy couch, it was fun watching them. But they kept asking me to dance. So i stand up and join them, and GUESS WHAT!!, I was the one who dance in front of the vocal haha. In front of the stage. Haha. Personal close-up with the StillRiver vocal and guitarist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. after that we head home. Then su msg, so i ask her to call. Haha. It was so hard to hear her voice at a noisy place, and i mean really really really hard to hear her voice..Haha. Seriously, i was like What? Aper? Tak dngr lar? Su dngr tak? Ckp kuat sikit blh?? haha. Sorie lar su for being so irritating. With the feeling of awkwardness. I asked Su to call me at 8.30pm. It was like 15 mins to go. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Fadhil wanna treat all of us. For me and hadi it was the second tym He treat us. Haha. What to do.. He give we take, haha. So we plan to go to Long John at tampines. I was ok with that, no problemo. As my house is at Tampines. Haha. Then at 8.30pm Su called me. With hope and willingness i answered the phone, and it's stilll the same. I can't hear anything she said. Haha. I was really putting pressure on my ear, until it bacame red, wear it captured the attention on my new gd frend Atiqah. Haha. I was coping with the silent of her talking from the MRT station until the TM.. haha. Then i was like. Hmm Su myb we can talked other tyms eh.. because i can't hear anythng she said. Haha. After that we went to eat at Long John Silver. Yeah! Not to forget i met my cousin in the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we eat, we went to smoked, for awhile. Then head home. I accompany Atiqah to her bus stop not that because she was alone. It was because, she wasn't to familiar with Fadhil and Hafiz, kesian kan. So i waited for her with them until bus no. 21 came. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the story, sorrie for the bad English and the bad arrangements of sentence. Kwang3. When i reached Home. Su was online. Tdo lmbt seh si gler tu. Chat wit her for awhile, mcm org gler. kwang3. Actually i was planning, not to sleep as today i wanted to fast. But the eye cannot tahan anymore. So i decide i'll close my eyes. haha. But i'm fasting today. Makan nasi ngn telur tadi. haha. Sedih. Then harap2 blh buka ngn kwn2 today. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess tats all folks.&lt;br /&gt;Nthng much to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i have the tea?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115855439881699056?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115855439881699056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115855439881699056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115855439881699056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115855439881699056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-whats-up-evrybody-hahaha-in-good.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115842090682176119</id><published>2006-09-16T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:35:06.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, recall all the things that happend. Today HomeSmudgey went back home at LaLa Land where she meet her real Parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K today. When i woke up, i checked my hp. Beng msg. He said. That if i want to study today or not? Then when i reply i said. No myb i'm going out with parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then sumthing happend at home, and i don't want to tell it. blablabla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah LAR! bebual melayu senang. Lpas tu dah tk jadi. aku msn2..smpai kul 5. Sbb guss nk pakai wax. so aku meet dier pat pondok. Dier nk amik gmbr ngn tijany. After that i went home. Feeling so down and low. At 8pm. i went out and meet guss to take back my wax, tij and su were also there. Feeling down and low.. aku jmpe dorng pat bwh mrt track. I wasn't talking much, my silent attract their attention..Asik2 tanya. tij tanya, guss, also su. But tym tu tgh sort. Den g carik2 makan pat pasar malam. Lpas tu g bwh blk makan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went back home. But kesian tgk su sorng, So aku decide nk antar dier lars. Dier pon mepek rupanya. Dari aku mends ngn sort tros jadi happie. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Su klakar. Aper dier nye motif ntah pusing ngn badan2 ngn kaki suma. Haha. It was hilarious man. Bebual2 ngn dier.. Tij ngn Guss mcm bdak bodoh kat tgh2 jalan. mcm bdak metta!. haha. Dah antar dorng. Best jgk arh lepak ngn dorng. Tij ngn su adek beradek gila.&lt;br /&gt;Dah anta suma. Aku ngn guss ungkS jap den balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, TMRW IS OUR GIG. OUR FIRST PERFORMANCE. HAHA!!! AKU HARAP GEREK SEY!! I DON'T WANT TO BE COCKED UP!!!! PLEASE. FAVOUR!!. HAHA. I'M REALLY EXCITED MAN!! YEAH!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly to Su.&lt;br /&gt;Bye Post box. Toll. Lamp post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya. aku malas nk update btol2..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115842090682176119?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115842090682176119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115842090682176119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115842090682176119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115842090682176119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115833354296666246</id><published>2006-09-15T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T23:23:28.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Note: *Before anything. I would like to thanks atiqah for her tips..and her care. Kau GerEK arh!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello? Anybody home?&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: I'm going out. To buy mEE goReng. Lapar lars. dah 1 bulan tak makan&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Kirim roTi prata telur satu.. Thanks&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: Aiyai Mates!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weLL. While waiting for HomeSmudgey buying me a prata. lets recall what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at 8.45am i was sleeping soundly, lost in peaceful dreams when my mom awaken me up because a NyamUk call Riduwan call me.. haha. Then i remembered i've promised him yesterday that today i agree to study wit izzuddinn, atiqah GEREK! , hayattun and azura.&lt;br /&gt;So i said ok. i'm coming down mates. Then i checked my hp after putting down the phone. Haha i had 12 MissEd CalLed!! haha. All from riduwan or wan chok lars.. ahaha. sedih. and one msg from izzudin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then meet them at pondLok. I was wearing a baju kurng. Biasa lars kan nak g sholat pas tu. First dtg je. aku mntk ungks ke bab !! wakaka. SKL dok. haha. Then after tat tngu atiqah. Dier dah dtg tros kita proceed to the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was irritating in the library.. you know y?? Cause it was too quiet.. damn quiet. So i decided that why don't we study under the void deck. It was much better there. Then it start to rain.. haha. we're stuck at the bus stop.While walking to meet hadi and hayattun.. Azura tk dtg. Then trpaksa suruh hadi bawak payung hayattun bagi atiqah. After atiqah went off. Wan Chok went off. He went to meet his GF. After that its was the Three Bujang Lapoks sitting under the void deck tym org sholat. Haha. Hujan tk lei g masjid. Basar kuyup kalo pegi sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duduk pat senior citizen. I was hungry that tym. so i went off with hadi and bought nasi campur.. laPar d0K. nyahaha. Dah makan. Kita pon UngkS kE bAB..!! BabI!!! Talk2. Den we're ready to get going. Izzuddin went home while me and hadi buzz off for jamming session. Our last jamming session before our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIG ON 17 SEPT AT GAS HAUS..AT BUGIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jamming today was great. The Smudge was in the good mood. Paid the bass drums half of it. The Bass drums that cost us $50. Anyway, btw, Su, tij, ciscake was there. After jamming. I went and take the distortion from Fadhli(karm) a.k.a mat tdo mati. Lpas tu guss tij and su hilang entah kemana. While aku LanJ, ciscake, fadhil and hadi makan pat Long John Silver. Fadhil blanja. aper lagi aku amik arh!. nyahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after dat aku balik. Arh. not to forget that today we tried recoding our songs that we played. Our famous Oasis Cover songs. and also our original songs. Thinking of putting it at myspace. But the sound still not very good. But still our originals for me is NICE. GEREK!!. Especially My Girl. Music By: ali-STAR. Music arrangement by: The Smudge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lyrics by: Mr Lan J. Overall Music Build Up: Mr Lan J. Not to forget pat Long John Silver me, fadhil, Lan J, hadi and ciscake talk crap all the way. It was hilarious. Haha. I'll remembered all ur stupid act Lan J. Talking Crappy Custard Faggot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Balik. Syakilah msg. Dah lama tk dngr khabar Syak. Yelars kata bestfrend tapi tk dngr khabar. Haish. Baru smlm teringt pasal dier. Nyahaha. nari dier msg. C00L eh msg ada, ada ,ada.. to be continued. Wait for the next episode where ali-STAR continues his talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dah balik. chat2. tgk Sutun. Nyhaha.. then i write this post. hehe. owu K lars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ali-STAR: OI!! SMUDGEY!! BELI PRATA KE BUAT PRATA SETAN!!!!????!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: I'm Back.. ArgH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ali-STAR: * with the cane coming towards homesmudgey*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HomeSmudgey: Prata???!!?? I bought Nasi Goreng ikan bilis! *shocked face, mulut terbuka sampai pat lantai*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ali-STAR: boDoh lArs kau. aku suroh beli prata pon tk blh harap!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HomeSmudgey:*sound of Cricket* Fainted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can I have mY TEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115833354296666246?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115833354296666246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115833354296666246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115833354296666246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115833354296666246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/note-before-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115822993590214501</id><published>2006-09-14T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T18:32:15.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hie HomeSmudgey? I'm not in a good mood todae. Some pple change and i dunno why? Confused and angry. Hmm. So i dun wanna chat wit you todae smudgey. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: Fainted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owu k. I've been thinking about someone who talk bout dier nye prob to me. but i didn't realize how bad was dier nye prob creator was. i thot the prob creator*covering the identity* was a gd person. but i dunno that the prob creator was this bad. Hmm. aku tk tau  knape blh jadi cam gini. Mengapa prob creator this bad.? Hmm aku kesian kan si mangsa tu. Aper nak buat kan. Aku bkn blh buat aper2. Becuase her problem, i can't do anythng. But i think i just can tell dier to relax and sit back cause it won't do dier any good if dier get to carried away with diernya probs. My hope for dier is. Pls dun get urself affected by the prob creator. cause evrybody do make mistakes. aites. All the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. now get back to my evryday lives. Just now was DnT paper. *the smile on my face let you know how i feel it* * there's a truth in my eyes saying that i'am f*cky* haishh. wat kind of questn was tat. i guess that the paper was playing * Ur On CANDID CAMERA!!* haha.&lt;br /&gt;The questn was damn "easy" and i think i "can" do it. So just wait for e result aites.&lt;br /&gt;Lately knal ngn satu kwn. Nama style Suhaylah. Jarang dngr nama Suhaylah slalu spell Suhailah ke Suhaila ke. Tapi nama spell style. Dier giler. Ingt baek rupanya giler. tkper lars. Buat bodoh. Sapa kisah kan!!! haha. aku rasa aku pon giler. bebual sendiri pat comp.. ahmad tabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went CS. At Safra. I thot i don't want to go. But kesian kan beng. Dier asik ajak, aku tk g kan. Tats y yesterday i decided, i'll go. First trip in the bus dah mengarut pasal Haikal. His comic face was like like...like.. to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den main CS. satu benda haram aku tk tau. Dh lama tk sentuh CS. Sebut CS pon jarang. So smlm main. Part kurangs kan.. Aku tgh reload Haikal bunuh aku.. Baru nk reload Yusri bunuh aku. kau fikir aper .. funfair per???!!?? Ahmad. tabs. btol. korng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that kita balik.. Huh? Aper aku bebual nie. Crita terbalik2. First nari lpas tu smlm. Den bsk plak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;K aku crita pasal bsok!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Bsok aku g jammng. Den nmpk pakcik tdo pat lantai golek2 . Aku pon tanya asal pakcik tdo.. Dier ckp ngn aku smlm dier Kerja.. Kerja aper sey mlm2? Night shift eh Cik.?? Skali dier ckp dier sambung rambut Zidane sak malam tu. Aku ingt aper lars. Sbb tu tdo golek2 kan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eh Bodoh.. mana aku tau pasal bsok kan.. nari pon blm malam..dah ckp pasal bsk.. glers. ahmad tabs lah korng!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can i have tea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115822993590214501?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115822993590214501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115822993590214501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115822993590214501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115822993590214501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/hie-homesmudgey-im-not-in-good-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115813032802170182</id><published>2006-09-13T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T14:52:08.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello? Anybody Home? HomeSmudgey? Yea!!&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: What's up Sir. How aRE you??&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Ok lar. Still the same. Why you ask?&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: Well, u given birth to me, it's not wrong to ask rite. :D&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Yea, so how are you lately??&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: I've been gr8.. as long as you are here to blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: K. now u Keep quiet and i'll tell you a story.. aites&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: *Locking her mouth*&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Giler nye bdak *whispering in my heart*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story bout Chicken and Duck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chicken always like this duck. So for many years, he waited for this sweet duck. Btw, duck is a gerl. Den one day, after so many many many years, this chicken sound the duck. But the duck didn't accept.. So he said, why don't the duck think carefully, cause the chicken was willing to wait. Then he got this news that this duck did not want to have realtionship with a chicken. So the chicken ask why. The Duck said, no reason. Just don't. Hmm. After so many years, the chicken wait, at last the duck reject. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: So what is the moral of the story Smudgey??&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: * Sound of Snoring*&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Kurangs ajars.. dier tdo. tkper aku blang korng lah, saper lah yg nk dngr, aku tau tkda org baca pon. tapi aku suka bebual sendiri..The moral of the story is, don't wait so long for one girl and then when you kena reject.. you go mad. Plz there are many stones in the sea. Many bird shit at the floor. Alot of Leaves in the trees, a lot of moustache at Datuk K mouth . So many hair on Zinedine Zidane head .. Just dun wait too long. Or u'll go berserk.. trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: Erm! Erm! * Pointing at her lock where she lock her mouth*&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Later i'll take the key for you. You wait here aites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1hr later..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: ERM!! ERM!! *looking for ali-STAR*&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: ZzzZzzz* In my room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral for HomeSmudgey is. nEver sleep when pple talk..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115813032802170182?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115813032802170182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115813032802170182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115813032802170182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115813032802170182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-anybody-home-homesmudgey-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115807490597949373</id><published>2006-09-12T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T14:13:02.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/k!BEST!(312).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heya. ! Hello anybody home? Can I Talk? HomeSmudgey?? HomeSmudgey?? Mana HomeSmudgey??? G mampos lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nari science paper. Physics ok.. tapi chem kurng ajar. Sbb tk blaja..Wah. 1st tgh uat paper. Mr Goh tgk paper aku den senyum2. U think Fiesta Comedy arh?? Den after Mr Goh, Miss Teresa chua plak tgk2 paper. Senyum2. Aku pon tutup paper. Bkn aper. Malu. Paper blank. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After skool i went hhome. at 3.30pm i went for my jam session. Wah!!! today jAMMING SO DAMN FUN!!!. haha. Gerek. I shud say that evrythngs is perfect and we're ready for our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GIG ON 17 SEPT!!! AT GAS HAUS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dtg. Jgn tk dtg. tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;k arh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aku dh malas nk type. jap2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Den after that rush home. Then meet beng and din pat blakang blok. We go study.. With the Bidi..!! Bidi pahit but free. Tkper lar. asal kan free aku amik je. Bebual2. Blja. blablabla. Home Smudgey mintak susu lah. brb...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/1600/k!BEST!(314).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1375/3756/320/k%21BEST%21%28314%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Muka mcm yg Channel 8 nye penyanyi buta.. sapa nama dier aku lupa arh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115807490597949373?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115807490597949373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115807490597949373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115807490597949373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115807490597949373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/heya_12.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115795076997985888</id><published>2006-09-11T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T22:35:46.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya.. Anybody home? HomeSmudgey? Yes. Hey. What's up.&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: The Ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Fu*k you smUdgey.!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: *Fainted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, btw hi. Today was maths paper 1. Can somebody kiss me? I want smudgey to kiss me..but she fainted.glers.!..it is bcause the paper was really easy. Not that i can bet that i won't get anything wrong. its just that i was flipping the page smoothly as all the question was easy. *fllliiippp* *flllliiippp* wah! Pandai sngt lah tuus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway btw... Happy Birthday to Mr Riduwan Mohd Sairon a.k.a Wan Chok. Baru 16 per boy. Wakaka. Tadi ader b'dae bash. Abe dh kena bash, chok emo.. haha. Guss cikopek tym aku record e bashing moment. Ada ke aku tgh record.. dier masuk tnjuk muka pat hp. &lt;a href="mailto:ksdnfiunia*&amp;^%$#@%"&gt;ksdnfiunia*&amp;amp;^%$#@%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;. Den lpas tu balik. mendakksss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, btw, tadi rambut aku mcm bdak primary school. I didn't put any portion of my wax to my "lovely" straight hair. and, and ,and to be continued. I look like a primary school student. Mcm bdak2 kecik..when actually i'm big. Big as in, big heart. K i'm talking crap lah sia.. And btw Chicken and Duck are part of a beautiful past memories for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: HEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Bila masa dekni bangun?? tadi pengsan...&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: I'm ok now..!! :D&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: So.. what you want me to do??&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: I don't know?? I'll do anything that you want me to do... :D :D&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: I want you to faint again...&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: *Sound of cricket* *Fainted*&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: hey... dh pengsan..?? Glers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah tadi lpas asar. kluar. jmpa hadi din ngn haikal. nak blaja.. den carik tmpt. tmpt tu dah kena book ngn apek lah.. mcm Siyal.. anyway. at last dpt tmpt. Tmpt peh kecik.. tapi tkper ah. Then, beng, Nj, hilmi ngn din duduk tmpt lain. dorng blaja tmpt lain. Haikal me and hadi .. kita "blaja". wah. isap gulungs. sakit perut lah cik siti. tapi tkper. balik kena blaja lagik. Uwa. aper guna aku kluar blaja tadi??????? dfksgdfyuasldfun293847jkelnrlqwihfuiuf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lar aku dh ngantok . nk tdo.. zzzZZZzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115795076997985888?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115795076997985888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115795076997985888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115795076997985888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115795076997985888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/heya.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115786694095196860</id><published>2006-09-10T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T13:42:20.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. Anybody home? HomeSmudgey? Yes! Hey, Gd day. yesterday was great. When i watch that ball beautifully placed in there.. and yESS!! i can't take it man.. but why only one time you went in there?? I want more..more..give me more, i'm so ready for it. hmm. What you're thinking of? I mean the soccer match result..haha. Man Utd won. 1-0 .. and what i'm most happy about was how liverPooL lose to everton. 3-0. Wakaka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To aLL Liverp00L fans. "Haha". (bored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is the second post i've wrote for HomeSmudgey. I guess it can keep you company when i'm out to sch00L or anywhere i Liked .. aites.&lt;br /&gt;Today is Sunday. and i dunno what to do today. Hmm. myb i'll stay at home and study. Tmrw i'll be taking my maths N level prelims..Hope i pass smudgey. I can't afford to fail in my subjects again, cause this is my last chance you know. Bad But Best. Thats what i can describe this year lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeating is a bad thing. But i still enjoy the class this year. It makes me enjoy my repeating live. But what the hack smuDgey. even if i had bad class, i still have to repeat. You get what i mean.. and.. and.. and... to be continued, stay tuned to the next episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this year is really fast. Yesterday me and din talked bout many things. about The Judgement day, Bout friends, bout how time will pass us faster than we thot it will be..How muslim are becoming more adrift.. getting their sins as their strong point.. u get what i mean?! Having sex, as if its like a sport. For 2 hours we talked bout it. I'm getting goosebumps. SmuDgeY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, whatever we do think bout the consequences. Hmm. I'm scared. but i'm not telling you tat i'm perfect. Its just tat, a little reminder might change someone..You never know, smuDgeY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115786694095196860?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115786694095196860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115786694095196860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115786694095196860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115786694095196860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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-34121131.post-115782274366226980</id><published>2006-09-10T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T02:27:43.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello any body home??? Hey. Today is the birth of this blog. Her name is HomeSmudgey. Treat her gently aites. well i dunno why i'm doing this blog.. hmm. I think because of the influence of friends and.. and.. and.. to be continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, btw.. this is to HomeSmudgey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Do good owu k smugey, i dun want you to be naughty like blog(my last blog name). if not you will also be R.I.P inside this internet world with all the Bill Gates inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: Ok, i promise Sir. I'll do as you say. I'll be the best blog you will ever have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: You better be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: No problemo. Just be home, in time for your tea and bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Don't tell me wat to do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HomeSmudgey: (Fainted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ali-STAR: Giler. Aku suroh mengaji taknak. Nak main game jgk.. !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll guess tats all cause smudgey fainted... can't continue .. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34121131-115782274366226980?l=hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/feeds/115782274366226980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34121131&amp;postID=115782274366226980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115782274366226980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34121131/posts/default/115782274366226980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hello-anybody-home.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-any-body-home-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ali-STAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10921110241462833158</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></feed>
