<?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-15881909</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:10:59.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of the boy who sold the world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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my last and final entry,&lt;br /&gt;On this first ever blog of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit my new world,&lt;br /&gt;at,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chasing-delilah.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;www.chasing-delilah.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To uncover my new life,&lt;br /&gt;At 2007..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus,&lt;br /&gt;What past is past,&lt;br /&gt;Let it rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to move on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-116816151871010910?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/116816151871010910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=116816151871010910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the rain is gone,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sun starts to rise,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the Sun fades silently,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The stars then took over..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When winter is gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spring commences it's time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When Summer can no longer stay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then the leaves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;will start to fall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's been almost 1 month since,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My fingers touched,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The hard-shapes of the keyboard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;and the smooth sensation of the mouse..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I can finally glimpse into the screen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and set my eyes free..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Free to seek,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Free to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anywhere anyhow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From my well-wedded house,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To an amazing world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Many think that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm already dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The blogs are already useless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everything that has a beginning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Has their end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a beginning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And it was all in the past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I rise from the dead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And came back home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just to type my feelings here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;once again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AmeeR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsAaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Is Back!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ain't Dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*Is This The Start of Something New?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-116355603744703639?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/116355603744703639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115993589976971328</id><published>2006-10-05T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T12:24:59.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A shadowed destiny,&lt;br /&gt;an empowered fate&lt;br /&gt;A tale of emancipations,&lt;br /&gt;I adhere not to&lt;br /&gt;And as the mystical cries hollowed me,&lt;br /&gt;I surrendered to the chaos beneath&lt;br /&gt;What vision am I empowering?&lt;br /&gt;And whose face do I see in those eyes?&lt;br /&gt;The voices of despair echoed,&lt;br /&gt;In my dark and shattered heart&lt;br /&gt;Until when shall I perceive,&lt;br /&gt;Till when shall a Miracle befall me?&lt;br /&gt;Tis battle has been fought too long,&lt;br /&gt;This will could fall any moment..&lt;br /&gt;As I drop on bended knees,&lt;br /&gt;The gates of hope start to open,&lt;br /&gt;And as the angels started to sing,&lt;br /&gt;I realised that everything,&lt;br /&gt;That has a beginning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has An End..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thoughts of The PoeT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aMeR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsAaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Story of The Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;That Yearns For True Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hundred nights I lied awake,&lt;br /&gt;Tossing and turning,&lt;br /&gt;Finding the correct spot and comfort..&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere seems to heat up,&lt;br /&gt;Although the air-conditioned is switched on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself,&lt;br /&gt;And gazed at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Is there a meaning behind every occasion,&lt;br /&gt;Or it's just a word called coincidence,&lt;br /&gt;That strucks like a clock in our life..&lt;br /&gt;Tick-tock here,and everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These comfy pillows will not just do,&lt;br /&gt;But it's all I have,&lt;br /&gt;Instead of a Miracle..&lt;br /&gt;To thousand of stars I'd cried to,&lt;br /&gt;To the blue and full moon,&lt;br /&gt;I adhere my cries and my hollows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will a Miracle drop by to earth,&lt;br /&gt;To end my grieving and endless pain..&lt;br /&gt;Tis Heart is a bag full of sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Flowing through time,&lt;br /&gt;Like a broken arrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is beauty,&lt;br /&gt;Love is wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;Love is a cure for hatred,&lt;br /&gt;And Love is the Universal sign,&lt;br /&gt;Of Brotherhood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why do these clouds,&lt;br /&gt;Seemed to cover it away,&lt;br /&gt;Apart from my vision,&lt;br /&gt;And away from my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What meaning is it trying to uncover,&lt;br /&gt;What message is in the bottle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts penetrate through my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Tis Heart yearns for Love,&lt;br /&gt;It seeks for Love,&lt;br /&gt;It hears da sound of every heartbeat..&lt;br /&gt;It's innocent and pure..&lt;br /&gt;Just one asking,&lt;br /&gt;To find One True Love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my conquest and journey,&lt;br /&gt;Is always disturbed..&lt;br /&gt;Either by the obstacles of present,&lt;br /&gt;Or the echoes of the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would do it all to fight any single soul,&lt;br /&gt;That comes in my way..&lt;br /&gt;I would do it all,&lt;br /&gt;Just to meet the one &amp;amp; only one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was born with patience,&lt;br /&gt;And that changes my thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many mistakes have I made,&lt;br /&gt;Many roads I have twisted,&lt;br /&gt;But there's always a reason behind my actions..&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'm just a man that yearns for one true love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna feel,&lt;br /&gt;Real Love?&lt;br /&gt;Is that too much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can never be forced,&lt;br /&gt;And Love has limited perseverance..&lt;br /&gt;A man is blinded by circumstances,&lt;br /&gt;due to his ego and hatred..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I stayed months and months,&lt;br /&gt;To show the meaning of my true love..&lt;br /&gt;But God is fair,&lt;br /&gt;he knows that someone out there,&lt;br /&gt;loves me so much more..&lt;br /&gt;That's why,&lt;br /&gt;He made me leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still walking..&lt;br /&gt;To find this purpose of life..&lt;br /&gt;To the road that led to Happiness..&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'm just a man,&lt;br /&gt;That Yearns for True Love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aMeR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsAaN&lt;/span&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/15881909-115993589976971328?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115993589976971328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115993589976971328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115993589976971328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115993589976971328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/10/shadowed-destiny-empowered-fate-tale.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115986297400754876</id><published>2006-10-04T07:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T16:09:34.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hanya Dirimu,&lt;br /&gt;Yang Bisa, Membuatku Tenang..&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa Dirimu,&lt;br /&gt;Aku Merasa Hilang, Dan Sepi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dewa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Dealova&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Love never dies,&lt;br /&gt;As we see in our eyes..&lt;br /&gt;Only when we let go,&lt;br /&gt;We can trully say goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm In Love,&lt;br /&gt;When I see the world in her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere in the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Is Patient and Kind..&lt;br /&gt;It's Never Jealous,&lt;br /&gt;Nor Conceited..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret being once in love,&lt;br /&gt;I only regretted loving someone,&lt;br /&gt;Who never loves me the way I do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better to be loved by someone,&lt;br /&gt;Who loves you..&lt;br /&gt;Than to love someone,&lt;br /&gt;Who never loves you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy met 2 qualities,&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp; Friendship..&lt;br /&gt;The boy asked Love:&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you exist?"&lt;br /&gt;Love said:&lt;br /&gt;"To bring everlasting Happiness,&lt;br /&gt;To unite 2 hearts becoming 1."&lt;br /&gt;The boy then asked Friendship:&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you exist then?"&lt;br /&gt;"To wipe the tears on the faces,&lt;br /&gt;When Love walks away.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Love,&lt;br /&gt;There's two ways..&lt;br /&gt;1) Find it.&lt;br /&gt;2) Wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thief,&lt;br /&gt;Who steals other's love,&lt;br /&gt;Will in return,&lt;br /&gt;His/Her Love being stolen,&lt;br /&gt;By others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stolen love,&lt;br /&gt;could never last long..&lt;br /&gt;An avenged love,&lt;br /&gt;Would live temporary..&lt;br /&gt;A sympathised love,&lt;br /&gt;Would deny happiness..&lt;br /&gt;Coz these love all stood,&lt;br /&gt;On no pure foundations..&lt;br /&gt;And Eventually,&lt;br /&gt;It will fall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your love doesn't work out,&lt;br /&gt;With that someone,&lt;br /&gt;It means that,&lt;br /&gt;Someone else loves you more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Love..&lt;br /&gt;Can be associated with 3 birds..&lt;br /&gt;The Eagle..&lt;br /&gt;-It make things happen,&lt;br /&gt;Strikes at the correct time &amp;amp; place..&lt;br /&gt;The Vulture..&lt;br /&gt;-It wait for things to happen,&lt;br /&gt;Strikes at a later time..&lt;br /&gt;The Chicken..&lt;br /&gt;-It wonders what will happen,&lt;br /&gt;Strikes at a time, where nobody knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules &amp; Regulations of Life,&lt;br /&gt;Can be graded as follows..&lt;br /&gt;Excellent&lt;br /&gt;1) You Know What You Know..&lt;br /&gt;Good&lt;br /&gt;2) You Know What You Don't Know..&lt;br /&gt;Bad&lt;br /&gt;3) You Don't Know What You Know..&lt;br /&gt;Worst&lt;br /&gt;4) You Don't Know What You Don't Know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had 100 days, to live,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to live up to only 99 days,&lt;br /&gt;Coz I cannot bear,&lt;br /&gt;To live a single day without you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love you until the end,&lt;br /&gt;of my very last breath..&lt;br /&gt;But I would still love you,&lt;br /&gt;Even after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people have they loved,&lt;br /&gt;But my love for you is different,&lt;br /&gt;Because it has never own you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;These are the current thoughts &amp;amp; theories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;That flows through my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;These are the words that carved through my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aMeR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsAaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115986297400754876?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115986297400754876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115986297400754876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115986297400754876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115986297400754876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/10/hanya-dirimu-yang-bisa-membuatku.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115986027106567341</id><published>2006-10-04T06:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T15:24:31.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shadows of The Echoes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/ameera2_edited.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The wind blew in every direction,&lt;br /&gt;These echoes sounded in every room&lt;br /&gt;Beneath those clouds I hear a voice,&lt;br /&gt;Whose voice is left unheard,&lt;br /&gt;In my ear?&lt;br /&gt;Memories of the past,&lt;br /&gt;Remained a shattered memory&lt;br /&gt;It's like day without the sun,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; It's like night without the moon..&lt;br /&gt;The needle pointed aimlessly,&lt;br /&gt;The future offered,&lt;br /&gt;A ruined destiny..&lt;br /&gt;I battled time &amp;amp; fate,&lt;br /&gt;To prove my righteous deeds..&lt;br /&gt;But beaten deadly by Fate,&lt;br /&gt;I knew that Love..&lt;br /&gt;Is already Dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aMeR&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsaAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;Marks the &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd of October 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Today Is A very Special Day..&lt;br /&gt;It's the birthday of a Very Special Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Whom I knew since Sec 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/2433640165947l_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Ameera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hanim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ameer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hassaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Would like to wish you a very,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Happy 17th Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best in your O' Levels,&lt;br /&gt;And Endless Success,&lt;br /&gt;In your entire lifetime..&lt;br /&gt;You have the potential of capturing your dreams,&lt;br /&gt;I always had faith in you,&lt;br /&gt;You can do it..&lt;br /&gt;I know you can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little something about her,&lt;br /&gt;We met in sec 1,&lt;br /&gt;During the early and kentalan days,&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;aMeR &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsAaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;She remained very sweet till now,&lt;br /&gt;Very humble,&lt;br /&gt;Very Kind &amp; Sociable..&lt;br /&gt;She's the girl,&lt;br /&gt;That every guy dreamed of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like we have met before,&lt;br /&gt;This special feeling that never fades..&lt;br /&gt;1 thing that puzzles me was her name..&lt;br /&gt;My name is very rare..&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find a name of &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ameer &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hassaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And it's a miracle,I met the female version,&lt;br /&gt;of my name..&lt;br /&gt;That is &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ameera &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hanim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;And we're Octoberians..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go Figure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/ameera4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always reminded me of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kristen Kreuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;The leading actress of Smallville..&lt;br /&gt;Her smiles were like Lana Lang..&lt;br /&gt;and whenever she appeared,&lt;br /&gt;I felt as though I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Clark Kent &amp; Tom Welling..&lt;br /&gt;I would dream of saving her life,&lt;br /&gt;and fly her to the sky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;Big Dreams Boy..Big dreams..&lt;br /&gt;But she remained very very humble..&lt;br /&gt;Datz one thing I adore about her..&lt;br /&gt;And she remains a good &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;female role model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;And she holds da qualities,&lt;br /&gt;That I would always look out for,&lt;br /&gt;If I wanna get married,&lt;br /&gt;And settle down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best I'd wish to her..&lt;br /&gt;Coz I know,&lt;br /&gt;That she deserve a guy,&lt;br /&gt;so so much better than me..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;It's da truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you be Happy,&lt;br /&gt;Always..&lt;br /&gt;My Prayers will always guide you..&lt;br /&gt;Throughout your entire lifetime..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*I always sing to others,&lt;br /&gt;With the guitar strummed,&lt;br /&gt;And the notes rhyming..&lt;br /&gt;But I always dreamt of a girl,&lt;br /&gt;That would take away my guitar,&lt;br /&gt;And sing to me..&lt;br /&gt;With her harmonious melody..&lt;br /&gt;And put me to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Where could such voice &amp;amp; beauty,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be Found? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115986027106567341?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115977911245165473</id><published>2006-10-03T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T16:51:52.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0003_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/PICT0003_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Chaos Beneath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hundred nights I'd lay awake,&lt;br /&gt;Tossing and turning, my heart about..&lt;br /&gt;These comfy pillows will not just do..&lt;br /&gt;Those shivering wind,won't blow me to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;Thousand of doubts run through my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Are they my fears,&lt;br /&gt;Or are they just my imaginations?&lt;br /&gt;Piercing through my clouded judgement..&lt;br /&gt;These dreams I had,&lt;br /&gt;Are they for real,&lt;br /&gt;Or are they just premonitions,&lt;br /&gt;Of sumthing dat has yet to come..&lt;br /&gt;What if tranquility awakes me,&lt;br /&gt;Forever from these nightmares?&lt;br /&gt;Will it be a relief of joy,&lt;br /&gt;Or will it be a start of a new curse?&lt;br /&gt;if tomorrow never comes,&lt;br /&gt;At least i knew i had lived today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aMeR&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsaAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late at noon,&lt;br /&gt;My body's aching,&lt;br /&gt;and my mind's a whirlpool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have not been eating much since puasa..&lt;br /&gt;I have been cutting down on lots of food..&lt;br /&gt;Even my grandma's shock,&lt;br /&gt;She nagged and nagged,&lt;br /&gt;asked me to it..&lt;br /&gt;Same goes to my uncles..&lt;br /&gt;God,i just don't wanna eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have no appetite..&lt;br /&gt;It's a feeling that i can't explain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gym has been a 2nd home for me..&lt;br /&gt;I would spend hours there,&lt;br /&gt;Exercising and lifting weights..&lt;br /&gt;I had all the fats i wanted,&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm converting it to muscles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Best Moment of October,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Part 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess wart..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had been the best moment of my life..&lt;br /&gt;An online friend has finally chatted with me..&lt;br /&gt;We always contact through tagboard,&lt;br /&gt;And now we're on Msn..&lt;br /&gt;It's funny though,&lt;br /&gt;I hardly know her,&lt;br /&gt;But i feel dat it's as if,&lt;br /&gt;I have already know her..&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps in my previous lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;We could have met..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is,&lt;br /&gt;She shares a lot of things in common with me..&lt;br /&gt;Like PPIS,&lt;br /&gt;We attended the same Kindergaten,&lt;br /&gt;We are both Javanese,&lt;br /&gt;We both like history..&lt;br /&gt;My oh my..&lt;br /&gt;But it's nice meeting her..&lt;br /&gt;And there is more to come..&lt;br /&gt;Gd luck for your exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;life has definitely been great for me..&lt;br /&gt;In this wonderful month,&lt;br /&gt;I just adore it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks to school..&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suffering a disease,&lt;br /&gt;called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Missingphotamia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;It's an illness when I miss someone,&lt;br /&gt;so so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; P.o.G,&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; disturbing Aizat!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gay-ing with Yazid!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; laughing out with Lee!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hanging out with Effy!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Bro Hafiz's terrible laughter,&lt;br /&gt;And his jokes and pranks!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; being lame to Is,&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ayn's presence,&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lyn's face!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; syak's jokes and smile!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nani's massages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS P.O.G!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*And there is something about you now,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I can't quite figure out..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything You'd do,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is beautiful..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And there is just something about u..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115977911245165473?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115977911245165473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115977911245165473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Vocalist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/5421/1486/320/2991955062081l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday,&lt;br /&gt;Seemed so wonderful..&lt;br /&gt;When Suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to breathe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and then,&lt;br /&gt;I get Insecure..&lt;br /&gt;From all the pain,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ashamed..&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/5421/1486/320/P6230397%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;In Every Single way..&lt;br /&gt;And Words Can Never Bring You Down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Are Beautiful My Friends..&lt;br /&gt;In Each and Every Way..&lt;br /&gt;Words Can Never Bring Us Down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/handy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Berpuasa,&lt;br /&gt;Semoga Selalu Beribadah,&lt;br /&gt;Dan Mungkin Nanti,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kita akan Bertemu Lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*I MIss P.O.G..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aMeR&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsaAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/15881909-115967095719968041?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' 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mornings,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd walk on four,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crawling in tears &amp; fears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All throughout the years..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Wherever I may go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Whatever I may do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In The Afternoon,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd walk on 2,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Standing proud and tall,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dreams they bring me everywhere..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Wherever I may go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Whatever I may do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And In the nights,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd walk on 3,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These eyes would only see,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And reflect,of what's left of me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Wherever I may go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Whatever I may do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What Am I?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Gd Morning To One and All,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;To The Fine Genlemens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&amp;amp; The Beautiful Ladies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Welcome To A New Life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;As Dawn Starts To break,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;The Sun emerges with it's shining ray..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;All throughout the end of summer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Hereby I welcome you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;To the month,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OCTOBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes yes,&lt;br /&gt;It's 1st October 2006!&lt;br /&gt;The Month of all Octoberians,&lt;br /&gt;The Month,&lt;br /&gt;Where Me &amp; Aslynda,&lt;br /&gt;Will stand tall,&lt;br /&gt;And say,&lt;br /&gt;Our time has finally come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week has passed,&lt;br /&gt;And boy,&lt;br /&gt;I'd say time really flies..&lt;br /&gt;We don't see it,&lt;br /&gt;But we know it does..&lt;br /&gt;And if u really wanna see time fly,&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, u always can..&lt;br /&gt;JUst go to your window,&lt;br /&gt;And throw your clock away..&lt;br /&gt;You will see time fly..&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;It's true..&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna fly too,&lt;br /&gt;U know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go Figure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;I have been posting lately,&lt;br /&gt;But it's all about reflections,&lt;br /&gt;Premonitions &amp;amp; Poems..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much related to my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am,&lt;br /&gt;To share a story,&lt;br /&gt;of what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aMeR&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsAaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Has been through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month has really enlightened me..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously it does..&lt;br /&gt;It opened up my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And I have never failed to attend terawih..&lt;br /&gt;People say it's too tiring,&lt;br /&gt;Too long,&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps difficult to attend..&lt;br /&gt;But in 1 year,&lt;br /&gt;How often can we attend terawih?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So What Ustaz Doctor Ahmad Dahri said,&lt;br /&gt;Really really makes sense..&lt;br /&gt;He is my role model..&lt;br /&gt;And I have plans of pursuing Islamic Studies,&lt;br /&gt;With Bestie Hafiz Jabbar..&lt;br /&gt;I feel better dying 1 day,&lt;br /&gt;With a knowledge of God,&lt;br /&gt;Rather than diplomas or degrees..&lt;br /&gt;No matter how high u study,&lt;br /&gt;If agama u ditepikan,&lt;br /&gt;Where will you stand,&lt;br /&gt;in the afterlife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehez..&lt;br /&gt;Dat really make sense..&lt;br /&gt;So apart from dat,&lt;br /&gt;I spend my time solely at home,&lt;br /&gt;Either studying for O's,&lt;br /&gt;Playing the Piano,&lt;br /&gt;Or compose new songs on the guitar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess wart,&lt;br /&gt;Mummy said that upon december,&lt;br /&gt;When daddy gets his super duper bonus,&lt;br /&gt;She's gonna buy me a car!&lt;br /&gt;Juz kidding..&lt;br /&gt;She's gonna buy me my own Violin!&lt;br /&gt;And send me for courses..&lt;br /&gt;Wow..i really love this..&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;I can spend my time with Violins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The melody is so different from the guitar..&lt;br /&gt;But 1 thing I'm heran about,&lt;br /&gt;Can u sing while playing the violin?&lt;br /&gt;Coz I don't see anyone doing dat..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll look stupid playing Violin,&lt;br /&gt;And Singing at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week has passed,&lt;br /&gt;3 more weeks to go..&lt;br /&gt;15 more days to skool,&lt;br /&gt;1 month plus to O' Levels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really plays a vital part,&lt;br /&gt;In my life..&lt;br /&gt;I hope,&lt;br /&gt;this time I'll do well..&lt;br /&gt;And study at a Junior College,&lt;br /&gt;And then N.S,&lt;br /&gt;Attend O.C.S,&lt;br /&gt;And then University,&lt;br /&gt;Or Islamic Studies,&lt;br /&gt;Get a degree,&lt;br /&gt;And attend Flight School..&lt;br /&gt;Graduate,&lt;br /&gt;And become a Pilot..&lt;br /&gt;And an Ustaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,&lt;br /&gt;Buy a landed-property,&lt;br /&gt;And live with my parents,&lt;br /&gt;And get,&lt;br /&gt;All the love in the world..&lt;br /&gt;All my sisters will get married,&lt;br /&gt;and off they go..&lt;br /&gt;It's time I become,&lt;br /&gt;The anak kesayangan,&lt;br /&gt;Once again..&lt;br /&gt;hehez..&lt;br /&gt;The Only son katakan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 1 Minute,&lt;br /&gt;You have just seen the plans,&lt;br /&gt;Of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AmeR&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsAaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;With Big Dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Comes Great Effort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday &amp;amp; Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;That is Where,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be..&lt;br /&gt;Pray For Me ayte..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October Rain has finally come,&lt;br /&gt;This is the only month where i call home..&lt;br /&gt;12 more days,&lt;br /&gt;To the day I arrived into this world..&lt;br /&gt;I am growing up seh..&lt;br /&gt;My oh my..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last night,&lt;br /&gt;around midnight,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know wheter it's real or not,&lt;br /&gt;But a very very special someone,&lt;br /&gt;Messaged me..&lt;br /&gt;hehez..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;But I had the time of my life..&lt;br /&gt;She is just so special,&lt;br /&gt;My steps seemes broken when I walk,&lt;br /&gt;I start to sutter when I talk..&lt;br /&gt;Call it crazy,&lt;br /&gt;Call it insane,&lt;br /&gt;But when my heart beats,&lt;br /&gt;It feels dat way..&lt;br /&gt;hehez..&lt;br /&gt;What voice am I hearing,&lt;br /&gt;Behind those clouds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright,&lt;br /&gt;Until here i will post..&lt;br /&gt;Until more interesting events happening,&lt;br /&gt;That is when,&lt;br /&gt;I'll come back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Is the end of a sad story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And the birth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Of a New Hope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115966392055379248?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115966392055379248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115966392055379248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115966392055379248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115966392055379248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-cold-win-blows-in-october.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115950376825616783</id><published>2006-09-30T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T12:26:23.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;BintanG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Di Syurga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0246%20(2).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Masih ku merasa angkuh&lt;br /&gt;Terbang kenanganku jauh&lt;br /&gt;Langit kan menangkapku&lt;br /&gt;Walau kan terjatuh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Image%281441%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dan bila semua tercipta&lt;br /&gt;Hanya untuk ku merasakan&lt;br /&gt;Semua yang tercipta&lt;br /&gt;Hampa hidup terasa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lelah tatapku mencari&lt;br /&gt;Arti untukku membagi&lt;br /&gt;Menemani langkahku&lt;br /&gt;Namun tak berarti.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Ameer%20crying%20over%20Is.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan bila semua tercipta&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa harus ku merasakan&lt;br /&gt;Cinta yang tersisa&lt;br /&gt;Hampa hidup terasa.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Image007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bagai bintang di syurga&lt;br /&gt;Dan seluruh warna&lt;br /&gt;Dan kasih yang setia&lt;br /&gt;Dan cahaya nyata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh bintang di syurga&lt;br /&gt;Berikan cerita&lt;br /&gt;Dan kasih yang setia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Dan cahaya nyata..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aMeR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsAaN&lt;/span&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/15881909-115950376825616783?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115950376825616783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115950376825616783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/09/bintang-di-syurga.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115943100184997965</id><published>2006-09-28T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T16:10:01.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hanya Dirimu Yang Bisa,&lt;br /&gt;Membuatku Tenang..&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa Dirimu Aku Merasa,&lt;br /&gt;Hilang..&lt;br /&gt;Dan Sepi..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku merindui,&lt;br /&gt;Setiap detik,&lt;br /&gt;Bila Terkenang Wajahmu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa kehadiranmu,&lt;br /&gt;Emosi tak terkawal,&lt;br /&gt;Tiap saat hatiku berdebar,&lt;br /&gt;Tiap detik lah namamu disebut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tersungkur,&lt;br /&gt;Terkenang..&lt;br /&gt;Aku lemas di dalam panggilan cinta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skrang baruku mengerti,&lt;br /&gt;Apakah bahasa cinta ini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hati ini enggan mendengar,&lt;br /&gt;Segala sebutan yang dikata..&lt;br /&gt;Ia sekadar hanya mahu merasa,&lt;br /&gt;bahasa cinta buat selamanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa wajahmu di mana-mana..&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun bila mata ini ditutup..&lt;br /&gt;Semua cermin kelihatan pecah,,&lt;br /&gt;Semua Langsir hampir jatuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arah kehidupan kelihatan sengsara..&lt;br /&gt;Makna duniaku kendengaran kelam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sehingga bilakah harus ku menanti,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Untuk sebuah keajaiban di hidupku,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aMeR&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsaAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115943100184997965?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115943100184997965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115943100184997965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115943100184997965'/><link rel='self' 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to..&lt;br /&gt;The door of the past slided upon,&lt;br /&gt;I weakly try to close it..&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to reflect..&lt;br /&gt;What if time brought me back,&lt;br /&gt;To mend my mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;Fears and doubts?&lt;br /&gt;Will this be a blessing,&lt;br /&gt;Or the birth,&lt;br /&gt;of a new mistake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too many&lt;/strong&gt; questions,&lt;br /&gt;I need an answer..&lt;br /&gt;As I lay weakly on heaven's ground,&lt;br /&gt;I awaited a miracle,&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing good or bad,&lt;br /&gt;My fate all lies in a prayer..&lt;br /&gt;If tomorrow never comes,&lt;br /&gt;At least I knew I lived today..&lt;br /&gt;My Destiny now lies on me,&lt;br /&gt;Which ever path I'd choose,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I decide the beauty of my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thoughts of The PoeT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aMeR&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsAaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive my absence,&lt;br /&gt;Accept my humble apology..&lt;br /&gt;Time has taken me away,&lt;br /&gt;And time reflects the last time,&lt;br /&gt;I posted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 5 days since I went online..&lt;br /&gt;So many things occured..&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cursed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Too many questions,&lt;br /&gt;I need an answer..&lt;br /&gt;For These doubts will always grow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan,&lt;br /&gt;The holy month,&lt;br /&gt;Which we live,&lt;br /&gt;Before &lt;em&gt;sunrise&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And after &lt;em&gt;sunset&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Without consuming,&lt;br /&gt;Food nor Drinks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a month that tested,&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;abilities&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;A month that God wanted,&lt;br /&gt;Us to feel,&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the stomachs,&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;roofless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the houses,&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the throats were,&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the pockets were,&lt;br /&gt;And how to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;treasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Things or people,&lt;br /&gt;Which we carelessly ignore,&lt;br /&gt;In the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days have passed,&lt;br /&gt;And all 4 days I never failed,&lt;br /&gt;To both fast,&lt;br /&gt;And attend Terawih..&lt;br /&gt;I realised As I grow,&lt;br /&gt;I develop qualities,&lt;br /&gt;That make me a better person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Patience,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perseverance,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Humbility..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These qualities mould me,&lt;br /&gt;It guided me,&lt;br /&gt;To ensure a better life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about 4 days,&lt;br /&gt;I lived in silence,&lt;br /&gt;Away from Media,&lt;br /&gt;And away from communication..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Small Tragedy occured,&lt;br /&gt;Between me and my bestie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bestie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is never a bed full of roses,&lt;br /&gt;For even the roses itself have thorns..&lt;br /&gt;Life is always full of ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;Last time i brought u high on the pinnacle,&lt;br /&gt;But this time we're brought back down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people if they in my shoes,&lt;br /&gt;Would have given up..&lt;br /&gt;And walked away..&lt;br /&gt;From this endless suffering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will rather not come back,&lt;br /&gt;For what reason,&lt;br /&gt;And benefit,&lt;br /&gt;Might they get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those people could only be in my shoes,&lt;br /&gt;But never fit the shoe i'm wearing,&lt;br /&gt;(Not becoz i have Mcdonalds feet!)&lt;br /&gt;But because they can never be me..&lt;br /&gt;And there could only be one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already forgave and forget on that day,&lt;br /&gt;It's just I need time in silence,&lt;br /&gt;To attain salvation in myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the first female bestfriend I'd have,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll make sure the road u take is not rough,&lt;br /&gt;But smooth and steady,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make sure the Tea u drink is not too hot,&lt;br /&gt;And not too cold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make sure Life is not too easy,&lt;br /&gt;And not too hard for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make things better for you..&lt;br /&gt;Coz u're one of the important ppl in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though others might not see,&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll make them,&lt;br /&gt;U just need time to learn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'll won't be in front,&lt;br /&gt;Won't be at the back,&lt;br /&gt;I won't Be up high either,&lt;br /&gt;But i would be beside you..&lt;br /&gt;And walk with you,&lt;br /&gt;All along the journey of your life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard,&lt;br /&gt;I know..&lt;br /&gt;But I thing is for sure..&lt;br /&gt;I'll never give up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be Somebody,&lt;br /&gt;Whom is respected,&lt;br /&gt;As long as u're willing,&lt;br /&gt;To stand by me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz,&lt;br /&gt;Every word I say Is true..&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;This I promise you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Bestie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month I really await for,&lt;br /&gt;Coz this is the month,&lt;br /&gt;Where somehow,&lt;br /&gt;The Holy Side of me,&lt;br /&gt;Has Risen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers I always attend,&lt;br /&gt;Terawih I love the moments..&lt;br /&gt;And to Fast,&lt;br /&gt;Is what I must..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I always told myself,&lt;br /&gt;What if this,&lt;br /&gt;Would be my last ramadhan?&lt;br /&gt;What Have I done,&lt;br /&gt;As Muslim,&lt;br /&gt;To achieve the requirements,&lt;br /&gt;of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still Far Away..&lt;br /&gt;But I won't stop learning..&lt;br /&gt;Until I become a better man,&lt;br /&gt;That is where Love has to wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll post again&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Until Then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I walk alone&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*Somehow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;you reminded me of her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;your ways and movements..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It brought the past back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And haunts my every sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aMeR&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsAaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115900655080860284</id><published>2006-09-23T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T18:19:17.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;EmanCiPaTioN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seasons by seasons,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The clouds weakly adapt..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As The Past Mistook me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Future Embraced me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What If Forever ends Today,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will there be a Miracle to our lives,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or there will be generations of pouring rain..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These figures matters me not,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These statics worries me not..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I strongly stand on Confidence,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Based on my livelihood Foundations..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where would I be,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 years from now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As tranquility awakes me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Immortalisation seduces me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And as all these crimes starts to drown peace,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I sink helplessly beneath,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I call for Justice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thoughts of The PoeT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;aMeR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HassaAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Greetings to my readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept my humble apologies,&lt;br /&gt;For my delays,&lt;br /&gt;And Absence,&lt;br /&gt;Of Posting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On A Very Faithful,&lt;br /&gt;Wedenesday, 21 September..&lt;br /&gt;There was a Sentosa Outing,&lt;br /&gt;Among The P.o.G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all were there,&lt;br /&gt;I wished they were present..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tanned&lt;/span&gt;-peeps,&lt;br /&gt;(or already tanned before-Aizat! haha)&lt;br /&gt;who were present,&lt;br /&gt;were as follows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is&lt;br /&gt;-Syak&lt;br /&gt;-Hafiz Bro&lt;br /&gt;-Wani Sis&lt;br /&gt;-Aizat&lt;br /&gt;-Effendi&lt;br /&gt;-Lin&lt;br /&gt;-Firaj&lt;br /&gt;-Ayn&lt;br /&gt;-&amp; Fana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to take this oppurtunity,&lt;br /&gt;To thank every single one of these souls..&lt;br /&gt;For making the event a &lt;em&gt;Hapenning&lt;/em&gt; One..&lt;br /&gt;I really loved being with you guys..&lt;br /&gt;Hope that we'll go out together again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we were broke..&lt;br /&gt;If not,&lt;br /&gt;We could take the rides,&lt;br /&gt;Or even go to some places,&lt;br /&gt;Like,&lt;br /&gt;-Underwaterworld&lt;br /&gt;-Fort Siloso..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still,&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful My Frenz were there..&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below Is SOme Pictures of me..&lt;br /&gt;Wanna thank the photographers,&lt;br /&gt;For doing me a favour..&lt;br /&gt;*Effy&lt;br /&gt;*Ayn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeck them out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Ameer%20crying%20over%20Is.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dad! Don't Leave Me! At Least Give Yr Account Number!&lt;/em&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/5421/1486/320/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aynnizza and A Future Singapore IdoL..&lt;/em&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/5421/1486/320/Handsomenye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll Go wherever My Delilah Will Go..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Hadi%20Mirza2_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Mat-Rep of Sentosa..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Spore%20Idol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I Know why Aizat says I cannot be a Mat..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/spore%20idol2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mendaki! See This Now! I'll return again to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/spore%20idol3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Someday.. &amp; Somehow..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/spore%20idol3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will Be a Talented Musician..&lt;br /&gt;I won't stop praying..&lt;br /&gt;Until the day i die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datz all folks..&lt;br /&gt;More pictures coming your way,&lt;br /&gt;So visit us at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.partyoranggila.blogspot.com"&gt;www.partyoranggila.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For More &amp;amp; Exciting Details..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Till Then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I Walk Alone..&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/15881909-115900655080860284?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115900655080860284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115900655080860284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115900655080860284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115900655080860284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-emancipation.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115882126891745729</id><published>2006-09-22T05:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T17:28:22.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ambition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Is Not Just To be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a Model,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But To Be a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Good Role Model&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/modelling2.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/modelling2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Steps&lt;/em&gt;, flawless by movement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/modelling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/modelling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; My Apperance&lt;/em&gt;,are the only form of experssion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/modelling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/modelling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who Will Be The Next &lt;em&gt;Top Model&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day,&lt;br /&gt;The Sun Weakly shine..&lt;br /&gt;As The Moon ignores me,&lt;br /&gt;Tranquility awakes me,&lt;br /&gt;I adhere to the mystical shadows..&lt;br /&gt;What If tomorrow ends today,&lt;br /&gt;Will there be an end to suffering,&lt;br /&gt;Or will there be a threat to peace?&lt;br /&gt;These circumstances matters me not,&lt;br /&gt;As I lied weakly on heaven's ground..&lt;br /&gt;Where did it pounder,&lt;br /&gt;Where did it reign,&lt;br /&gt;And as all these tragedies&lt;br /&gt;Starts to Sin,&lt;br /&gt;A New Phenomenon&lt;br /&gt;Begins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thoughts oF The Poet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Amer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HaSsaAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;7.00AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear me speak,&lt;br /&gt;As I offer my apologies,&lt;br /&gt;For time really flies that fast,&lt;br /&gt;As I flashed back to where I last posted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,21st Sep&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, 22nd Sep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modelling Course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two days,&lt;br /&gt;have been the greatest moments of my life..&lt;br /&gt;I thought i had missed my chance forever,&lt;br /&gt;But it was my friends who opened the closed doors,&lt;br /&gt;For me to enter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened on the night of Friday,&lt;br /&gt;As I was busy commanding the unit,&lt;br /&gt;on an overnight camp,&lt;br /&gt;I received a Message,&lt;br /&gt;From a dearest Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Syak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all she had to do..&lt;br /&gt;Was to ask me this 1 questionn&lt;br /&gt;Which would change my life forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Amer,&lt;br /&gt;Are u willing to become a Model?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next thing i knew,&lt;br /&gt;I was with them attending,&lt;br /&gt;the choreography session..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at Newton,&lt;br /&gt;And it was a mixture of schools..&lt;br /&gt;There were 2 ite colleges,&lt;br /&gt;And several secondary schools..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Differed in ages,&lt;br /&gt;And cultural backgrounds..&lt;br /&gt;Kinship dosen't exist among us,&lt;br /&gt;But we had the time,&lt;br /&gt;Of our lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned the basic,&lt;br /&gt;And breaking of the code,&lt;br /&gt;Of a basic and Natural Model to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm representing my school,&lt;br /&gt;For a design Competition..&lt;br /&gt;Effy and his crew members will be designing,&lt;br /&gt;While Me,Syak,Is,Ayu &amp; Ayn wouldbe Models..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the happiest Moment of my life..&lt;br /&gt;It will be a start of my interest..&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps in future,&lt;br /&gt;I would consider becoming a Model..&lt;br /&gt;(If i could,then i would)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;I have to thank my friends..&lt;br /&gt;They are the ultimate reason,&lt;br /&gt;I'm achieving my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows,&lt;br /&gt;After the design competition,&lt;br /&gt;I might pursue my interest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only God Knows,&lt;br /&gt;And Only I Can Feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;For these two days,&lt;br /&gt;I feel that i have bonded with Is &amp;amp; Syak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the very start,&lt;br /&gt;I already knew that they were people,&lt;br /&gt;with great hearts and mind..&lt;br /&gt;I really feel the chemistry flowing through us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that Our Friendship would last Forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Then,&lt;br /&gt;I'll write again..&lt;br /&gt;Full of Emotions..&lt;br /&gt;displayed on a sheet of paper,&lt;br /&gt;This is me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Amer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HasSaaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115882126891745729?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115882126891745729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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be&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But It is &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;That I &lt;strong&gt;Chose To Be&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I May Fly Without Wings,&lt;br /&gt;And Touch The Sky,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But It's Not Easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Be Me&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AmeR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; HassaAN&lt;/span&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/15881909-115850748547679939?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115850748547679939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115850671146965340</id><published>2006-09-18T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T23:25:11.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;If Love is Colourful,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What happens If I'm Colour-blind?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If Love Creates Wonderful Music,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What happens If I'm Can't hear,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a single beat?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If Love is about Saying the Perfect words,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What happens If I'm unable to reply,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the beautiful sentences?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If Love is to witness the Wonders of Life,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What happens If I'm unable to taste,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;those seasons?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And If Love is about 2 hearts becoming 1,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What happens If I'm unable to,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To feel?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I write Sins, Not Tragedies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is something unpredictable..&lt;br /&gt;Anything can just happen,&lt;br /&gt;To anyone,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; anytime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me,&lt;br /&gt;Coz I had seen the seasons of life,&lt;br /&gt;Coz I have heard the sounds of nature,&lt;br /&gt;Coz I have tasted the beauty of friendship,&lt;br /&gt;And I have heard,&lt;br /&gt;The Stories of Love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just like the Earth's Revolving 24/7..&lt;br /&gt;Life never stops,&lt;br /&gt;It moves unconditionally,&lt;br /&gt;And at some points,&lt;br /&gt;It brings happiness,&lt;br /&gt;While at times,&lt;br /&gt;It brings the otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;16 Sept,2006&lt;br /&gt;Saturday..&lt;br /&gt;A day to reckon with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1st Stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;It was Is' performance,&lt;br /&gt;At golden landmark..&lt;br /&gt;D.C Crew was giving the beat,&lt;br /&gt;and the audience,&lt;br /&gt;Every single attention,&lt;br /&gt;that they could ever pay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was 2 thumbs up..&lt;br /&gt;I really admire Is,&lt;br /&gt;For his dancing abilities..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2nd stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Ayn Besties' Chalet..&lt;br /&gt;The location was situated,&lt;br /&gt;At the eastern part of Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;At Changi I would say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far by distance,&lt;br /&gt;But Friendship,&lt;br /&gt;was always near to my heart..&lt;br /&gt;I would go the furthest distance,&lt;br /&gt;For a friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the moment we reached there,&lt;br /&gt;Ayn gave us a very very warm welcome..&lt;br /&gt;That makes me comfortable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She led the way,&lt;br /&gt;The chalets there,&lt;br /&gt;were huge and gigantic..&lt;br /&gt;Never seen so big before..&lt;br /&gt;It was bigger than our previous one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not only the chalets were huge,&lt;br /&gt;Her family too!&lt;br /&gt;Oh my,&lt;br /&gt;Her family had the size,&lt;br /&gt;Of one Army Company..&lt;br /&gt;I'd swear it's big..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And upon reaching there,&lt;br /&gt;Ayn introduced us to her family members,&lt;br /&gt;And what's fishy was that,&lt;br /&gt;Her brother-in-law was like looking for me..&lt;br /&gt;And I was like.."Alryte.."&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met her Mum,&lt;br /&gt;Sisters,&lt;br /&gt;GOd the 2nd one was cute,&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing she is married..&lt;br /&gt;If not,&lt;br /&gt;I would seek my way to her..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun feel comfort,&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of the environment..&lt;br /&gt;I felt that all eyes were looking at me,&lt;br /&gt;as though Like i'm one of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;I know that Ayn do tell her family bout me,&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps even her feelings..&lt;br /&gt;But I do hope she doesn't tell them I like her too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coz I simply prefer to stop as Besties&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was nyce,&lt;br /&gt;And everything was nyce..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't ate much..&lt;br /&gt;Only a plate of fried rice,&lt;br /&gt;And a few mililitres,&lt;br /&gt;of orange juice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind was there,&lt;br /&gt;But My heart wasn't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Effy said was true,&lt;br /&gt;Outings always turned sour..&lt;br /&gt;Some cried,&lt;br /&gt;Some fought,&lt;br /&gt;But it was meant to happen,&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i regretted,&lt;br /&gt;was not stopping it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm a failure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm useless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't prevent bad stuff from happening..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm trying too hard,&lt;br /&gt;To make the world a better place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wani officially became my God-sis,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist calling older girls,&lt;br /&gt;"Kakak.."&lt;br /&gt;I hope Wani could adapt to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh,&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally glad,&lt;br /&gt;I was honest to her,&lt;br /&gt;Bout her contributions,&lt;br /&gt;Her care and everything,&lt;br /&gt;she has done to me..&lt;br /&gt;I put aside the gentle men part of me,&lt;br /&gt;And turned to the dark side..&lt;br /&gt;Coz if i don't,&lt;br /&gt;when will the pain ever stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I blame myself,&lt;br /&gt;For what had happened..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe If i didn't exist,&lt;br /&gt;Would have things became better?&lt;br /&gt;I'm 100% sure it will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a life,&lt;br /&gt;Without &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Amer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Hassaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it would be better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz and Wani's relationship,&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me of my past..&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz was me,&lt;br /&gt;And Wani was her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Hafiz went through,&lt;br /&gt;Was simply wad I did..&lt;br /&gt;The pain,&lt;br /&gt;The agony,&lt;br /&gt;And the freedom,&lt;br /&gt;That was never there,&lt;br /&gt;all of it was similar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time,&lt;br /&gt;I won't allow another failure to happen..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna &lt;em&gt;guide&lt;/em&gt; Hafiz,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna &lt;em&gt;save&lt;/em&gt; him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From any &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;circumstances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;From any &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz bro,&lt;br /&gt;I have been there..&lt;br /&gt;I know how it feels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it hurts&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a rolling dice..&lt;br /&gt;Everytime u'd throw,&lt;br /&gt;a different number will appear..&lt;br /&gt;It will never be the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is life..&lt;br /&gt;It is unpredictable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now,&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why Im posting,&lt;br /&gt;My fingers seemed to be the one controlling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand life,&lt;br /&gt;And the Seven Deadly Sins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't there be peace?&lt;br /&gt;And Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must there be pain?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that is what I'm born,&lt;br /&gt;to taste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Is there a Miracle to my life&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115850671146965340?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115850671146965340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115850671146965340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115850671146965340'/><link 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Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Poem is Copyrighted)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies in an instant..&lt;br /&gt;And at times we didn't realise,&lt;br /&gt;That the breathes we'd take,&lt;br /&gt;Eventually ends the day,&lt;br /&gt;In an instant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood gushing,&lt;br /&gt;My heart pumping,&lt;br /&gt;My ears buzzing,&lt;br /&gt;And my eyes were blinded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But at the end of the day&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I sat to myself&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I couldn't find a reason why&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/seasons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are everything to me,&lt;br /&gt;And everything I'd ever dream of..&lt;br /&gt;You may appear so sudden,&lt;br /&gt;or even at the wrong time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;I sat to myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I hope there was a reason why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/replay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times I'd glanced at you,&lt;br /&gt;Were golden recollections of my life,&lt;br /&gt;It can be rewinded,&lt;br /&gt;But it could never be replayed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;I sat to myself,&lt;br /&gt;I knew that the moments were priceless,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And there was always a reason why..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/uni-fairy-tb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about you,&lt;br /&gt;That I can't quite figure out..&lt;br /&gt;Everything you'd do is beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;And everything you'd touch,&lt;br /&gt;Would bring wonders to the world..&lt;br /&gt;When you fell,&lt;br /&gt;I offered you my hands,&lt;br /&gt;But when I fell,&lt;br /&gt;You offered me,in open arms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;I sat to myself,&lt;br /&gt;She is Istimewa &amp; and no money can buy,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I knew, there was a reason why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know her that much,&lt;br /&gt;Nor do I know everything about her,&lt;br /&gt;But whenever she appears,&lt;br /&gt;I felt as though I've knew her for years.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/reflec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People say that I don't look like her,&lt;br /&gt;But why, does she look like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind will never blow,&lt;br /&gt;The moon will never glow,&lt;br /&gt;It was so moody, as I sat by my window..&lt;br /&gt;It may rain, and even be so cloudy,&lt;br /&gt;But whenever she appears,&lt;br /&gt;The sun will emerge from the rain!&lt;br /&gt;It kills away all my pain.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/wea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People say that I don't look like her,&lt;br /&gt;But why does the weather mentions her name?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered at once,&lt;br /&gt;I was helpless,and lost..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't play my game well,&lt;br /&gt;My skills were gone, My mind was empty..&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was the end of the world,&lt;br /&gt;But whenever she appears,&lt;br /&gt;She even helped me find my way back,&lt;br /&gt;To the man I am today! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/wonder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People say that I don't look like her&lt;br /&gt;But why does she fight the world for me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hundred miles may seperate us,&lt;br /&gt;Through stations and stops,&lt;br /&gt;We have to wait..&lt;br /&gt;A hundred stops I would go,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand steps I would take,&lt;br /&gt;Coz distance will never keep us apart,&lt;br /&gt;Instead,it brings me closer to her heart.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People say that I don't look like her,&lt;br /&gt;But why does my heart mentions her name?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;She may just be someone,&lt;br /&gt;But she always have a place in my heart&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Distance might seperate us,&lt;br /&gt;But she was always near to my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may not be together,&lt;br /&gt;But my heart paints her name everywhere&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We might be passerbys,&lt;br /&gt;But you made a big impact on my life..&lt;br /&gt;For you made my heart beat faster,&lt;br /&gt;And slower,at the same time.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/naqiah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just Who Is She?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be leaving for Bangkok,&lt;br /&gt;And I hope,&lt;br /&gt;You'd take good care of yourself.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hassaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115816299348875171?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115816299348875171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115816299348875171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115816299348875171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115816299348875171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/09/naqiah.html' title='Naqiah'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115812154273900584</id><published>2006-09-14T03:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:27:18.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In The Mirror..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I woke up,&lt;br /&gt;I'll stretch out my arms..&lt;br /&gt;And from there my hands,&lt;br /&gt;these 5 little fingers,&lt;br /&gt;will search the bed area..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Touching,&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a soft yet warm touch,&lt;br /&gt;And there I will find,&lt;br /&gt;The softest hand God ever made,&lt;br /&gt;The warmest touch,I'd ever feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just whose hand am I touching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I may feel sad,&lt;br /&gt;She'll stretch out her fingers,&lt;br /&gt;sail down to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Her love for me will always flow..&lt;br /&gt;Her smiles will never fail to glow,&lt;br /&gt;And my love for her will always grow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling,&lt;br /&gt;And looking,&lt;br /&gt;For a Care that's so Fine,&lt;br /&gt;And the Ties,&lt;br /&gt;That will always bind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just whose warmth am I receiving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'd feel alone,&lt;br /&gt;She'll stretch out my fingers,&lt;br /&gt;And her words she'd always said..&lt;br /&gt;"Whenever u'd feel alone,&lt;br /&gt;Just stretch out your fingers,&lt;br /&gt;And look at this empty spaces..&lt;br /&gt;Look carefully,And feel with your heart..&lt;br /&gt;For my fingers were always there,&lt;br /&gt;I'm always here by u, i am never,&lt;br /&gt;apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling,&lt;br /&gt;And Looking,&lt;br /&gt;For a Company,&lt;br /&gt;That's always here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just whose Love lies,in the spaces,&lt;br /&gt;of my fingers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once,&lt;br /&gt;For a moment,&lt;br /&gt;I felt happy..&lt;br /&gt;I felt convinced..&lt;br /&gt;That this is the moment..&lt;br /&gt;This is the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years,&lt;br /&gt;SHe is the one I have been looking for..&lt;br /&gt;SHe is the one,&lt;br /&gt;Whose prophecy lies,&lt;br /&gt;To spend an eternity,&lt;br /&gt;with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once,&lt;br /&gt;I had this feeling,&lt;br /&gt;For once,&lt;br /&gt;I felt it..&lt;br /&gt;And For once,&lt;br /&gt;I was never afraid to Love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never afraid to love,&lt;br /&gt;I never turned my back on it,&lt;br /&gt;I never walked away from it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For she has come to take me away..&lt;br /&gt;From the trouble that in my life..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what else to say..&lt;br /&gt;But i know,&lt;br /&gt;This time,&lt;br /&gt;I am serious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm in Love,&lt;br /&gt;When i see the world inher eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;everywhere in the world..&lt;br /&gt;I know she's the one for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once,&lt;br /&gt;I never regretted..&lt;br /&gt;For once..&lt;br /&gt;I am happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She offered me her hand,&lt;br /&gt;ANd I was about to leave this world with her,&lt;br /&gt;When suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beam of light surronded us..&lt;br /&gt;I realised i was no longer holding her hand..&lt;br /&gt;She was letting go..&lt;br /&gt;She was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with tears I tried to fight back..&lt;br /&gt;but i carn..&lt;br /&gt;coz the love is too strong..&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;I heard she said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someday..&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet again..&lt;br /&gt;I promise.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;I woke up..&lt;br /&gt;I realised that it was a dream..&lt;br /&gt;I put my head back on my pillow,&lt;br /&gt;I tried to force myself to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;But simply,&lt;br /&gt;I can't..&lt;br /&gt;I can't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't even say the 3 words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all a dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHy can't I fall in Love with the girl I dream of?&lt;br /&gt;Why do i always end up with souls who loved me,&lt;br /&gt;And not,I loved them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is this my curse?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the dream,&lt;br /&gt;it was so perfect..&lt;br /&gt;I met the girl of my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was,&lt;br /&gt;no words could say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was a dream..&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is still here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe her reason,&lt;br /&gt;to appear in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Is to give me confidence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to love anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I'll open my heart and my door..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although she is a dream,&lt;br /&gt;But i still feel she is with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My dream girl, My dream girl&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I'd love you..&lt;br /&gt;I'd love you,&lt;br /&gt;Very very much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i'd close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;all that i see is you..&lt;br /&gt;And whenever i'd open my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I miss to see you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although you're not here with me,&lt;br /&gt;I feel as though you are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes will only seek to find your love..&lt;br /&gt;Call it crazy,&lt;br /&gt;Call it insane,&lt;br /&gt;But everytime my heart beats,&lt;br /&gt;It mentions your name..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people have they loved,&lt;br /&gt;But my love for you,&lt;br /&gt;Is different,&lt;br /&gt;Coz it has never owned you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will love you.&lt;br /&gt;Till my last breath on earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i will continue loving you,&lt;br /&gt;even after that..&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/5421/1486/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's where you'll be..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hassaan&lt;/span&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/15881909-115812154273900584?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115812154273900584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115812154273900584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115812154273900584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115812154273900584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/09/face-in-mirror.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115811549233069254</id><published>2006-09-13T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:28:05.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is 17th Birthday</title><content type='html'>A Tribute,&lt;br /&gt;To a Very Special Person,&lt;br /&gt;Who made a Groovy Movement,&lt;br /&gt;To everyone's life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;17th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hairulnizam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Bin &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sulaiman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Very &lt;strong&gt;Determine&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confident&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &lt;strong&gt;Carefree Person&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best in life,&lt;br /&gt;And i hope,&lt;br /&gt;That someday u would consider me,&lt;br /&gt;As your &lt;strong&gt;life partner&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Opps! I mean,&lt;br /&gt;Hope u'll find &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below Is the pictures,&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;This Post is dedicated to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fasten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Heart-Belt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Enjoyz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/P6190426_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First day of skool,&lt;br /&gt;I dun recall when or what,&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling lost in anew skool,&lt;br /&gt;But my doubts &amp; fears ended..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon all the handshakes,&lt;br /&gt;HE was the one of the first,&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, my name is IS.."&lt;br /&gt;I was like.."Okie! my name is Ameer.."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He has a weird name,&lt;br /&gt;But when i saw his full name,&lt;br /&gt;It was cool, "Is Hairulnizam"&lt;br /&gt;The name,of a rising star..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His voice is like abang2..&lt;br /&gt;And i really respect him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sworn enemies,&lt;br /&gt;I from Unity,&lt;br /&gt;He from Regent,&lt;br /&gt;But we put our past aside,&lt;br /&gt;ANd carried on our new life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our school were enemies,&lt;br /&gt;But why arn't we?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Picture(45)_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Picture%2845%29_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The Wonder-Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought he was like other malay guys,&lt;br /&gt;Plays soccer, a rough and tough man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we all wanted to play soccer,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was there,even effy,&lt;br /&gt;But not Is Hairulnizam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't play soccer!&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;But I dun mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz Later on,&lt;br /&gt;I found out his talent,&lt;br /&gt;A Talent which is hard for a guy,&lt;br /&gt;To have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that Talent,&lt;br /&gt;IS the ability,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To dance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A lot of friends you'd have,&lt;br /&gt;But how often,&lt;br /&gt;Is he called &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hairulnizam&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Picture(32)_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Picture%2832%29_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Underneath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hairulnizam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is so hyperactive!&lt;br /&gt;I mean,look at his picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where can u get such a friend,&lt;br /&gt;Who goes anywhere,&lt;br /&gt;Carries an item or two,&lt;br /&gt;Places them on himself,&lt;br /&gt;And says "Cheese!"?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then I knew,&lt;br /&gt;That he is unique,&lt;br /&gt;ANd special..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does things that rarely,&lt;br /&gt;My old frenz will do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His smiles,&lt;br /&gt;Laughters,&lt;br /&gt;And Jokes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lighted up the room,&lt;br /&gt;Even part of my Lungs!&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;br /&gt;My heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where can u find a friend like him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Picture(26)_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Picture%2826%29_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Man He Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is sporty,&lt;br /&gt;Creative,&lt;br /&gt;Fashionable,&lt;br /&gt;But yet he is not Materialistic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That seperates him,&lt;br /&gt;And makes him special..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could be like Is Hairulnizam,&lt;br /&gt;Dance like him,&lt;br /&gt;Sway my every movements..&lt;br /&gt;My steps is the beat of the music..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of it all,&lt;br /&gt;I feel appreciated,&lt;br /&gt;For my talent,&lt;br /&gt;Moulds me into the person,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where can find such person,&lt;br /&gt;With such talent,&lt;br /&gt;As a friend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Picture(16)_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Picture%2816%29_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANd there's something about you now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P6230400_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/P6230400_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I can't quite figure out..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/dwnsyndrom%20KiD._edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/dwnsyndrom%20KiD._edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything he does, Is beautiful..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/guys%20%282%29_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And I'd even try to pose like him,&lt;br /&gt;But i can't,&lt;br /&gt;Coz deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;I do know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That there could only be one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is Hairulnizam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm glad,&lt;br /&gt;To be a part of his lyfe,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Friend,&lt;br /&gt;A Brother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Is Hairulnizam,&lt;br /&gt;For everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Quote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; For Is,&lt;br /&gt;"Never Judge a Book By It's Cover,&lt;br /&gt;Judge It,&lt;br /&gt;By Reading and Understanding,&lt;br /&gt;It's inside..&lt;br /&gt;For a Cover,Is just a display..&lt;br /&gt;ANd The Chapters,&lt;br /&gt;Hold Special Things,&lt;br /&gt;That are meant to be revealed.."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is Hairulnizam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Amee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;r &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hassaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115811549233069254?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115811549233069254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115811549233069254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115811549233069254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115811549233069254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/09/is-17th-birthday.html' title='Is 17th Birthday'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115803565048156649</id><published>2006-09-13T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T12:34:10.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Reasons, In an Instance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Why Do I Never Spoke of Love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Love,&lt;br /&gt;I've yet To Feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt the warmth of love?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen the beauty of love?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard the melody of love?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tasted the sweetness of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to see,&lt;br /&gt;Yet to feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll always wait..&lt;br /&gt;Until i become a better man,&lt;br /&gt;Before I'll find my first True Love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P3250205_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/P3250205_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Why Do I Always Turn My Back On Love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fear of Lost,&lt;br /&gt;Leads to the path of Home..&lt;br /&gt;The Fear of Hatred,&lt;br /&gt;Leads to the path of Love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fear of Breaking-up,&lt;br /&gt;Leads to the path of Uncertainty,&lt;br /&gt;The Fear of Patching-up,&lt;br /&gt;Leads to the path of the Past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Fear of Her,&lt;br /&gt;Leads to the path,&lt;br /&gt;Of Your Only One..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P3250204%20(4).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/P3250204%20%284%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why Do I Always Walk Away From Love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A thousand miles have i walked,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand lives have i met,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand different stories,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand different tales..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand bridges have i crossed,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand ladders have i climbed,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand faces i have seen,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand places,&lt;br /&gt;I have been..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A thousand times words were told,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand times, love could be sold..&lt;br /&gt;A thousand times I've been love,&lt;br /&gt;But a thousand times,&lt;br /&gt;I'd feel alone..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A thousand lifetime I would be borned,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand hearts I would search,&lt;br /&gt;A thousand Faces I have seen,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But only 1 Face,&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to see..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0232_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/PICT0232_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Why Do I Rather Be Alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whenever it rains,&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hundred miles may seem so far,&lt;br /&gt;But I would still walk out of my door,&lt;br /&gt;And kiss the rain,&lt;br /&gt;Just For you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That never fails me..&lt;br /&gt;The rain will always come..&lt;br /&gt;And I will always Love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if one day,&lt;br /&gt;You'd hear a storm on the horizon,&lt;br /&gt;Do not be frighten,do not fear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz it's juz heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Doing me a favour,&lt;br /&gt;Of bringing my kiss to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the rain,&lt;br /&gt;Whenver you may need me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someday,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;My Future Only One,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hassaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115803565048156649?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115803565048156649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115803565048156649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115803565048156649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115803565048156649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-reasons-in-instance-why-do-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115781724150435944</id><published>2006-09-10T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T23:54:01.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Greatest Regret..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever did something,&lt;br /&gt;That results in taking something away?&lt;br /&gt;When that something,&lt;br /&gt;Is something special,&lt;br /&gt;which comes once in a life,&lt;br /&gt;and u may never know,&lt;br /&gt;when it's going to come back again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like waiting for Hailie's Comet..&lt;br /&gt;It's a shooting star,&lt;br /&gt;That crosses the skies of earth..&lt;br /&gt;The beauty,is unimaginable..&lt;br /&gt;No Ms Universe could ever shine,&lt;br /&gt;as bright as it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that comet,&lt;br /&gt;Happens to visit us,&lt;br /&gt;only on one occasion..&lt;br /&gt;If u miss it,&lt;br /&gt;U will have to wait,&lt;br /&gt;for years,or even decades,&lt;br /&gt;for it to cross again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people would die to watch it,&lt;br /&gt;while others would miss it,&lt;br /&gt;coz they simply say,&lt;br /&gt;it will always come again next tym..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comet,&lt;br /&gt;will always come..&lt;br /&gt;But when the time does,&lt;br /&gt;will we,&lt;br /&gt;still be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of my comet,&lt;br /&gt;is related to my story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one shiny,&lt;br /&gt;and blessed day..&lt;br /&gt;I recieved a phone call..&lt;br /&gt;It was a very rare call..&lt;br /&gt;From a location in Tampines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon answering,&lt;br /&gt;a voice was heard,&lt;br /&gt;it's sound resembles my aunt,&lt;br /&gt;and she asked me..&lt;br /&gt;"are u free tomorrow?"&lt;br /&gt;and i said..&lt;br /&gt;"no..I have to attend,&lt;br /&gt;to my Ncc Training,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Aunt ;)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chat for a while,&lt;br /&gt;and then i put the phone down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so rare,&lt;br /&gt;that my aunt would call me,&lt;br /&gt;and it was kinda weird,&lt;br /&gt;but It's fyne to me..&lt;br /&gt;at least my aunt is healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until that night,&lt;br /&gt;i found out the truth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my mummy asked,&lt;br /&gt;why didn't i go,&lt;br /&gt;for the photoshoot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like,&lt;br /&gt;what photoshoot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum said something,&lt;br /&gt;that i will always regret in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yr aunt called,&lt;br /&gt;coz she works for Mendaki,&lt;br /&gt;and she called u personally,&lt;br /&gt;coz she thinks that u have what it takes,&lt;br /&gt;in becoming the poster boy,&lt;br /&gt;for the new Mendaki Scheme..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By rejecting her offer..&lt;br /&gt;u're closing doors,&lt;br /&gt;in becoming a Model..&lt;br /&gt;A face,in the media,&lt;br /&gt;of Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was shocked..&lt;br /&gt;my teeth felt like dropping..&lt;br /&gt;My heart wanted to stop pumping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i accepted it sadly..&lt;br /&gt;For i called the shots..&lt;br /&gt;It was my mistake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have realised my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;I could have shined from there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by a simple word called "no"&lt;br /&gt;My destiny,&lt;br /&gt;turned it's back on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my aunt told my mum,&lt;br /&gt;they found a guy for the job,&lt;br /&gt;My aunt showed my mum,&lt;br /&gt;who the guy is,&lt;br /&gt;and they bet,&lt;br /&gt;that I should have been the poster boy..&lt;br /&gt;God i was dumb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;wherever i may go,&lt;br /&gt;I saw the posters of Mendaki,&lt;br /&gt;I saw another guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine it was me..&lt;br /&gt;No..&lt;br /&gt;I wish,&lt;br /&gt;It was me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship,&lt;br /&gt;is the foundation of love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By friendship,&lt;br /&gt;Our world will open up,&lt;br /&gt;The stars will shine at us,&lt;br /&gt;and Hope will always be there..&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is created by friendship,&lt;br /&gt;and so,&lt;br /&gt;without friendship,&lt;br /&gt;do u think love can ever exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would u just love a person,&lt;br /&gt;without knowing him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without aproper foundation,&lt;br /&gt;a building will fall..&lt;br /&gt;that applies to friendship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love walks away from u,&lt;br /&gt;who will wipe yr tears away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my fren,&lt;br /&gt;The blog-hopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hassaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115781724150435944?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115781724150435944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115781724150435944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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GuitaR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made by a wood,&lt;br /&gt;Attached with 6 simple strings,&lt;br /&gt;These are the sounds &amp; melodies,&lt;br /&gt;That rings music into my ears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's from a family string,&lt;br /&gt;Violin,Viola,Bass &amp;amp; the Cello,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how big,or small their size were,&lt;br /&gt;It always rings music into my ears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first moment i touched it,&lt;br /&gt;I knew I was destined to be with it..&lt;br /&gt;Singing notes of Do Re Mi, and Tra La La,&lt;br /&gt;I painted it white,and Named my guitar,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Delilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Tears,My fears,were all shared with it..&lt;br /&gt;My ideas,my talent,were borned from it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz of it,&lt;br /&gt;I became the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Musician&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I am Today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/ameer-1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/ameer-1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt;,and &lt;strong&gt;laugh&lt;/strong&gt; with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Image(1288).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Image%281288%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even &lt;strong&gt;bring&lt;/strong&gt; her to the beach,and &lt;strong&gt;sang&lt;/strong&gt; to her..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Datz where i'll be,&lt;br /&gt;With my guitar..&lt;br /&gt;Here In my heart,&lt;br /&gt;There'll always be,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Delilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hassaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/15881909-115781558087244266?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115781558087244266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115781558087244266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115781558087244266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115781558087244266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-guitar-made-by-wood-attached-with-6.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115772843679758888</id><published>2006-09-09T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:41:41.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ameer &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hassaan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yazid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Has &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Never Smiled&lt;/span&gt; That &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/BabyBoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A Smile brings wonders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yet Miracles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So don't stop smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;COz A Smile&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is The purest Form of Expression&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So Smilez Always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ameer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hassaan &lt;/span&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/15881909-115772843679758888?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115772843679758888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115772843679758888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115772843679758888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115772843679758888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/09/smiles.html' title='Smiles'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115772784347643151</id><published>2006-09-09T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:05:32.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F.R.I.E.N.D.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;8th Septemeber,2006&lt;br /&gt;Is probably,&lt;br /&gt;one of the most &lt;strong&gt;happiest&lt;/strong&gt; days,&lt;br /&gt;of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy isn't it,&lt;br /&gt;how simple,&lt;br /&gt;a sport called Tennis,&lt;br /&gt;would change my day forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is not only about Tennis,&lt;br /&gt;But it's the amazing&lt;strong&gt; power&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;of a word,&lt;br /&gt;which makes my whole life,&lt;br /&gt;turn upside-down..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That word,&lt;br /&gt;is called..&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;P.O.G,&lt;br /&gt;(Party Orang Giler)&lt;br /&gt;Came up together,&lt;br /&gt;to come to my place,&lt;br /&gt;to play tennis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the names of the &lt;strong&gt;Angels&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;who came,&lt;br /&gt;and made a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:.Is Hairulnizam&lt;br /&gt;:.Mohd Hafiz&lt;br /&gt;:.Hafiz Jabbar&lt;br /&gt;:.Doctor Effendy&lt;br /&gt;:.Linda&lt;br /&gt;:.Firaj Khan&lt;br /&gt;:.Iqah :-)&lt;br /&gt;:.Abang Aizat&lt;br /&gt;:.Ayn&lt;br /&gt;:.Fana-Ni :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people came not only,&lt;br /&gt;with their mind,&lt;br /&gt;But with their body and soul..&lt;br /&gt;They brought beautiful things,&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;em&gt;Fun&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt;Joy&lt;/em&gt; &amp; &lt;em&gt;Laughter&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Into my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after Tennis,&lt;br /&gt;My Mummy as usual,&lt;br /&gt;will feed my frenz with food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Survivors left,&lt;br /&gt;were Jab,&lt;br /&gt;Fiz,&lt;br /&gt;Fee,&lt;br /&gt;Iqah,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Dany..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried our best to finish up,&lt;br /&gt;the Mee Goreng..&lt;br /&gt;We joked and laughed,&lt;br /&gt;here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we swam..&lt;br /&gt;We kept hiding away from the security guard..&lt;br /&gt;I was Do,&lt;br /&gt;Fiz was Re,&lt;br /&gt;Fee was Mi..&lt;br /&gt;Together,&lt;br /&gt;We were Do Re Mi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;Funny isin't it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were told to leave the pool,&lt;br /&gt;coz the gurls were wearing tshirts,&lt;br /&gt;and guys were wearing shorts..&lt;br /&gt;I mean..&lt;br /&gt;Then what am i suppose to wear ryte?&lt;br /&gt;Bikini?&lt;br /&gt;u gotta be kidding me..&lt;br /&gt;Go Figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was too cold..&lt;br /&gt;So i introduced my frenz,&lt;br /&gt;to the "Sauna"..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;we all tasted the hot and sizzling water..&lt;br /&gt;we relaxed,and made so much noise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;p.s did u noe that Sauna helps to burn fats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Professor Syak.. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,&lt;br /&gt;we were singing in the rain..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;it was a lovely sight..&lt;br /&gt;by the pool,&lt;br /&gt;and raindrops were falling from the stars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a magnificent view..&lt;br /&gt;then we all decided to pack-up,&lt;br /&gt;coz it was getting late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fee,Fiz and me were inside the house,&lt;br /&gt;half-naked..when my dad came home..&lt;br /&gt;and Fee was like..&lt;br /&gt;"oh my.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after bathing,&lt;br /&gt;the gurls came up,&lt;br /&gt;and we all sat in my small and comfy room..&lt;br /&gt;we chat about our lives..&lt;br /&gt;and Nana was there..&lt;br /&gt;And she was loved by my fwenz..&lt;br /&gt;datz my sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always had the feeling of lonliness..&lt;br /&gt;Waking and sleeping alone..&lt;br /&gt;My sisters had company,&lt;br /&gt;while i just sat in darkness..&lt;br /&gt;Mesmerising their laughters &amp; joy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm glad Syak was with me..&lt;br /&gt;she also felt the lonliness..&lt;br /&gt;her brother is in camp..&lt;br /&gt;and all day long she is alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel for u, Syak..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm not alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then before they left,&lt;br /&gt;my mummy cooked Chicken Rice for them..&lt;br /&gt;I hope my mum didn't over-fed u guys..&lt;br /&gt;She loves to cook,&lt;br /&gt;and she never allows people to go home,&lt;br /&gt;on an emoty stomach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess wart..&lt;br /&gt;Effy met his future..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;My uncle came..&lt;br /&gt;his name was also Effendi..&lt;br /&gt;Like effy,&lt;br /&gt;he draws well..&lt;br /&gt;They share the same interests..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the funny part was,&lt;br /&gt;when my dad sat with my uncle to watch tv..&lt;br /&gt;I was like asking effy,&lt;br /&gt;Will this be us in future?&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;and effy was like "No!"&lt;br /&gt;coz My uncle had a belly..&lt;br /&gt;and effy wanted to be fit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;i walked them off to Yew Tee Mrt,&lt;br /&gt;And when they left,&lt;br /&gt;I felt sad,&lt;br /&gt;coz my fwenz are going home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm glad,&lt;br /&gt;that at least once in my life,&lt;br /&gt;after all the bad chapters in mylife..&lt;br /&gt;The pain has gone away..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friends..&lt;br /&gt;Thank u so so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never had a brother,&lt;br /&gt;but at least,&lt;br /&gt;my fwenz replaced him..&lt;br /&gt;With love,and warmth..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Is,&lt;br /&gt;Next tym u come,&lt;br /&gt;I'll cook something special for you..&lt;br /&gt;Something westrn?&lt;br /&gt;Like Durian Goreng?&lt;br /&gt;haha..juz kidding..&lt;br /&gt;Dun forget to invite me for Jemputan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;i heard hanani's problem..&lt;br /&gt;Im glad to have understood her problems..&lt;br /&gt;And this is my advise,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The future belongs to those,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Who ignites the strength,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And The believe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;for a better tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can do it..&lt;br /&gt;I always know u can..&lt;br /&gt;Be strong gurl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know..&lt;br /&gt;Lately,&lt;br /&gt;there is this tagger in my blog..&lt;br /&gt;of all the names,&lt;br /&gt;Her's is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Saloma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;old skool ryte?&lt;br /&gt;But i like..&lt;br /&gt;coz it's classy &amp;amp; she has her identity..&lt;br /&gt;My oh my..&lt;br /&gt;She's very sweet,&lt;br /&gt;Her blog is almost like mine..&lt;br /&gt;Somehow ther's chemistry goingon..&lt;br /&gt;I heard a whisper in the wind..&lt;br /&gt;What is it trying to tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..&lt;br /&gt;That's all i have for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember,&lt;br /&gt;u can have everything,&lt;br /&gt;wealth,&lt;br /&gt;intelligence,&lt;br /&gt;Career,&lt;br /&gt;luck,&lt;br /&gt;love..&lt;br /&gt;and so on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But without frendship,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where can u go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love starts to leave u,&lt;br /&gt;who is the one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who wipes all your tears away?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that my frenz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P3240201%20(2).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P3240201%20(2).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&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/15881909-115772784347643151?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115772784347643151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115772784347643151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115772784347643151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115772784347643151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/09/f.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115755714908034991</id><published>2006-09-07T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T23:39:09.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goal,Goal Goal Goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies &amp; Gentlemen,&lt;br /&gt;Boys &amp;amp; Girls,&lt;br /&gt;Aunties &amp; Uncles,&lt;br /&gt;Baby &amp;amp; Smaller Baby,&lt;br /&gt;Cats &amp; Dogs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;strong&gt;5th of September&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;9 group of fine boys,&lt;br /&gt;came together,&lt;br /&gt;to play a game,&lt;br /&gt;where balls will be kicked,&lt;br /&gt;touched,throwed,passed &amp;amp; shoot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These fine boys came together,&lt;br /&gt;and made a team..&lt;br /&gt;To join a Tournament,&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;strong&gt;Soccer Futsal&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what makes this team special,&lt;br /&gt;is not the skills they possessed,&lt;br /&gt;or the gorgeous look they express..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is their different backgrounds,&lt;br /&gt;And bravery,&lt;br /&gt;And passion,&lt;br /&gt;That makes them not ordinary..&lt;br /&gt;But with an Ex in front..&lt;br /&gt;Ex + Ordinary= Extraordinary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these men were just teenage dirtbags,&lt;br /&gt;who played soccer during lunch times,&lt;br /&gt;who dribbled,juggled and shoot balls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And trust me..&lt;br /&gt;They love balls and touch them so much..&lt;br /&gt;And even though it may seem a normal thing,&lt;br /&gt;these men decided to bring it on,&lt;br /&gt;and challenge themselves,&lt;br /&gt;to their limits..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We,&lt;br /&gt;represented Our School,Clementi..&lt;br /&gt;And took part in hell,&lt;br /&gt;A deadly contest..&lt;br /&gt;Where there were Mat Reps,&lt;br /&gt;Mats To Be,Mats Wannabe,&lt;br /&gt;And Mat..&lt;br /&gt;Entah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so..&lt;br /&gt;We braced ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;With 1% of hope,&lt;br /&gt;A Droplet of Courage,&lt;br /&gt;An ounce of Confidence,&lt;br /&gt;And an unperishing Faith,&lt;br /&gt;We Defied Gravity,&lt;br /&gt;and Showed what we were made off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we were beaten,&lt;br /&gt;We lost,&lt;br /&gt;We still beat them,&lt;br /&gt;and showed them,&lt;br /&gt;Who we are,&lt;br /&gt;and where we come from..&lt;br /&gt;It is the day,&lt;br /&gt;we will make them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Remember The P.O.G&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Feat Koh Wee &amp; Said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my honour to play balls with this people..&lt;br /&gt;And now i shall welcome,&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;League, of Extraordinary Gentlemen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the Heroes..&lt;br /&gt;Koh Wee,&lt;br /&gt;Said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P3240154%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/P3240154%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The B &amp; B,Bravest and the Best Goalkeeper..My abang Hafiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P6190432%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/P6190432%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The striker whom i salute,and the beginner that made an impact..&lt;br /&gt;Yazid &amp; Effendi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P6190405%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/P6190405%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Striker that scored for us,and the man,who kick their balls..&lt;br /&gt;Eric The Cole,and Sir Aizat.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/besties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/besties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Captain and The Vice-CAptain,&lt;br /&gt;The Man who brought darkness,&lt;br /&gt;And the boy that brought some candles,&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz Jabbar &amp; Ameer Hassaan..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am very honoured to play in this team..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Hafiz Bro,&lt;br /&gt;For your excellent play of Bravery,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Hafiz Jab,&lt;br /&gt;For your leadership &amp;amp; coordination,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Sir Aizat,&lt;br /&gt;For not smoking..haha..jk..&lt;br /&gt;For your Roughness &amp; Stamina,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Eric 'O' Buddy 'O' Pal,&lt;br /&gt;For the goals and hope..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Yazid,&lt;br /&gt;For your wonderful goal..&lt;br /&gt;ANd btw,there is a girl who supported u,&lt;br /&gt;Shouted yr name,and is crazy bout u..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..u should start to like her..&lt;br /&gt;Dat girl is me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Effy,&lt;br /&gt;The man who sold the world,&lt;br /&gt;The man who didn't run away,&lt;br /&gt;The man,The man &amp;amp; The man..&lt;br /&gt;Datz u!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Koh Wee,&lt;br /&gt;FOr the wonderful defence,&lt;br /&gt;For your commitment,&lt;br /&gt;U're the man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Said,&lt;br /&gt;For being the Libero,&lt;br /&gt;And you jokes,&lt;br /&gt;FOr the subetex thing..&lt;br /&gt;u can be the Joker..&lt;br /&gt;haha..thanks man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Ameer Hassaan!&lt;br /&gt;Wad the heck?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REmeber this,&lt;br /&gt;That in life,&lt;br /&gt;There's lots of challenges,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always say that they can do it,&lt;br /&gt;But they have never done it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my advise to you..&lt;br /&gt;Bring it On!&lt;br /&gt;JUst Do it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Coz,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Impossible, Is Nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115755714908034991?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/IMG_0455%20%285%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Would You Lay With Me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Just Forget The World?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Snow Patrol&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Chasing Cars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I lay here,&lt;br /&gt;Would lay with me?&lt;br /&gt;And just forget the world?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Present Day/Date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;2nd November 2006&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plans For The Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:.Play Pool,&lt;br /&gt;:.Chill Out,&lt;br /&gt;:.Complete The 2nd Verse,&lt;br /&gt;Of &lt;em&gt;The Lonliness&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;A day which I favoured,&lt;br /&gt;A day which brings calmness to my mind..&lt;br /&gt;A day which i thought,&lt;br /&gt;Would be the best among the week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow &amp; somewhat,&lt;br /&gt;Deep beneath me,&lt;br /&gt;I still couldn't find,&lt;br /&gt;The definiton of the real me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;A &lt;em&gt;Problem&lt;/em&gt; which Grew In me,&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;em&gt;Story&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Which I will share..&lt;br /&gt;To you..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Confessed,&lt;br /&gt;and explained her feelings to me..&lt;br /&gt;And that someone,&lt;br /&gt;Is a person,whom I do cherish,a lot..&lt;br /&gt;Her smiles paint colours to life,&lt;br /&gt;Make the birds cheer and sing,&lt;br /&gt;with melody..&lt;br /&gt;The tigers won't eat for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;Even butterflies would be near her..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That explains, her character..&lt;br /&gt;A trully blessed soul,&lt;br /&gt;With a bright future,&lt;br /&gt;Comes with a path,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for her arrival..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somehow&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I know,&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;She &lt;strong&gt;deserve&lt;/strong&gt; much better..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Coz I'm my own best fren,&lt;br /&gt;I know myself well,&lt;br /&gt;From the very first day I cried,&lt;br /&gt;To this very day I'm typing my words,&lt;br /&gt;On the keyboard..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I know myself &lt;strong&gt;well&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I know my own &lt;strong&gt;smell&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by knwing myself,&lt;br /&gt;I do know,&lt;br /&gt;That u deserve &lt;strong&gt;much better&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You're a great &amp;amp; lively soul..&lt;br /&gt;With your kind gesture,&lt;br /&gt;You will attract others,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someday&lt;/em&gt; &amp; &lt;em&gt;SOmehow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if God's willing,&lt;br /&gt;You will find &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sadly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I have to say,&lt;br /&gt;That I,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ameer Hassaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Isn't &lt;strong&gt;the one&lt;/strong&gt; for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it hurts everytime,&lt;br /&gt;When i say that,&lt;br /&gt;ANd you said it's unfair of me,&lt;br /&gt;To make it this way..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But I do hope you bear in mind,&lt;br /&gt;That u will understand my story too..&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't wanna &lt;em&gt;give&lt;/em&gt; it a chance,&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm &lt;em&gt;afraid&lt;/em&gt; to love,&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It has &lt;em&gt;yet&lt;/em&gt; to find the one..&lt;br /&gt;And i know this might sound &lt;em&gt;hurtful&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But I have to be &lt;em&gt;honest&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;From making you &lt;em&gt;wait&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Which will &lt;em&gt;never happen&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Coz they &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; said,&lt;br /&gt;If your love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;does not work out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;With that &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;It means that &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; else,&lt;br /&gt;Loves you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;even more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And they &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; said,&lt;br /&gt;That we can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never beg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Someone to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;When they want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Coz we have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to admit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;That love gives us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no license&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;To own dat particular someone..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And that is what Love really means..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"To Sacrifice.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I know yr feelings for me has gotten deeper,&lt;br /&gt;Day by day..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But I have to be honest with you..&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; carn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; love you..&lt;br /&gt;No I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;carn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My heart will tell me,&lt;br /&gt;When the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i know she's the one,&lt;br /&gt;Coz whenever she's there,&lt;br /&gt;SHe will make my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Beat &lt;strong&gt;Faster&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;slower&lt;/strong&gt; at the same time..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;You're my one true &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always be here if you need me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just rmb..&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Can never be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Forced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It is &lt;em&gt;carefree&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Patient&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;kind&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;To &lt;em&gt;Someone&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;May You Be &lt;strong&gt;Happy&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Time and time again,&lt;br /&gt;Many have approached,&lt;br /&gt;With open arms,&lt;br /&gt;Confessing their love for me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But Everytime they do,&lt;br /&gt;I sadly disappoint them..&lt;br /&gt;Not coz I carn commit,&lt;br /&gt;But becoz I know,&lt;br /&gt;That they're not the one,&lt;br /&gt;FOr me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;To Be My Friend,&lt;br /&gt;Is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tough Enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And To Be My One &amp;amp; Only,&lt;br /&gt;She has to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Supernumerary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;In malay in meant &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Istimewa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;To go through the obstacles,&lt;br /&gt;Just to be with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd I won't rush to find her,&lt;br /&gt;Coz i know that Someday,&lt;br /&gt;God will cherish me,&lt;br /&gt;With the one..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's a matter of time..&lt;br /&gt;And i'll be patient,&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me,&lt;br /&gt;When I carn offer my heart,&lt;br /&gt;To those whom offered me theirs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a failure..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make a difference..&lt;br /&gt;I failed my principles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart,&lt;br /&gt;When others break theirs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd the worse thing,&lt;br /&gt;Is that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't do anyting,&lt;br /&gt;To save them..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Always Remember,&lt;br /&gt;Never Mistaken,&lt;br /&gt;My Sincerity,&lt;br /&gt;For Something More..&lt;br /&gt;Coz What I do,&lt;br /&gt;Is based On the Principles,&lt;br /&gt;ANd definition of a Friend..&lt;br /&gt;Go any further,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll not only hurt yourself,&lt;br /&gt;But you will break your own heart..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I doing the right thing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115721059259603501?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115721059259603501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115721059259603501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115721059259603501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115721059259603501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-i-lay-hereif-i-just-lay-here.html' 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style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gift:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Powers &amp; abilities,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;of an advanced Spider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Curse:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;His enemies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and Family,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;as a Targeted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Prey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His Quote&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;With Great Power,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Comes Great Responsibility..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/Batman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gift:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence,&lt;br /&gt;Strength,&lt;br /&gt;Desire To Save Gotham City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Curse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Death,&lt;br /&gt;Of His Beloved Parents..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;His Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It's Not Who I Am Underneath,&lt;br /&gt;But It's What I'd do,&lt;br /&gt;That Defines Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/Superman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gift:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Supernatural Powers,&lt;br /&gt;Lightning Speed,&lt;br /&gt;Strength,&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Curse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Kryptonite,&lt;br /&gt;The Last Son Of Krypton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;His Quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than a Man,&lt;br /&gt;In this silly red sheet,&lt;br /&gt;But It's Not Easy,&lt;br /&gt;Being Me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Every &lt;strong&gt;Gift&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Comes A &lt;strong&gt;Curse&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;So what's your story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115710618407935231?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115710618407935231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115710618407935231' title='0 Comments'/><link 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Fallen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present Day:&lt;br /&gt;31st August 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;Xero Axis Performance,&lt;br /&gt;Live,&lt;br /&gt;One Day Only,&lt;br /&gt;Unity Secondary School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cool &amp; windy day..&lt;br /&gt;The calm and soothing wind,&lt;br /&gt;Eased my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I may go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked further &amp;amp; further,&lt;br /&gt;The wind was there,&lt;br /&gt;Guiding me all along..&lt;br /&gt;I felt guidance, stood confidence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I made my way to meet Eric,&lt;br /&gt;under his block..&lt;br /&gt;I planned to help him carry some stuff,&lt;br /&gt;And God trust me,&lt;br /&gt;The amp was so so heavy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I work out,&lt;br /&gt;This amp really tested my strength..&lt;br /&gt;But i managed to persevere..&lt;br /&gt;And carried it to skool..&lt;br /&gt;(and it was raining heavilly alryte..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached skool,&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the band..&lt;br /&gt;Along the way I saw some teachers,&lt;br /&gt;some familiar, some unknown..&lt;br /&gt;And saw some Junior faces too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the hall..&lt;br /&gt;We set up our equipments..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had their stuff..&lt;br /&gt;And ready to rumble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were the 9th Performance..&lt;br /&gt;It was amost the end,&lt;br /&gt;But they always said,&lt;br /&gt;"save the best for the last"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other bands were there too..&lt;br /&gt;They performed chinese songs..&lt;br /&gt;And 1 band which i favoured was,&lt;br /&gt;A band which had,&lt;br /&gt;the Unity Idol in it..&lt;br /&gt;It's like a replica of Kelly Clarkson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the came ours,&lt;br /&gt;It was a moment of truth,&lt;br /&gt;And justification..&lt;br /&gt;It was wad we all were waiting for,&lt;br /&gt;It's been long,&lt;br /&gt;Since the audience heard Xero Axis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we played..&lt;br /&gt;"Last Train Home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chua- Drummer&lt;br /&gt;Eric- Vocalist&lt;br /&gt;Sharils- Guitarists&lt;br /&gt;Ameer Hassaan- Basissts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first tym,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't had a mic,&lt;br /&gt;It front of me..&lt;br /&gt;It felt so different,&lt;br /&gt;And wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then,&lt;br /&gt;things started to go haywire..&lt;br /&gt;Shahril's amp was not working..&lt;br /&gt;Bah sang off the rhythm..&lt;br /&gt;Eric had problems with pitching..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall,&lt;br /&gt;Our frenz said it was fyne..&lt;br /&gt;Teachers said,&lt;br /&gt;"It's okie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we had a comment from an audience,&lt;br /&gt;Bah's cousin..&lt;br /&gt;And he told a very honest mistake..&lt;br /&gt;"Xero Axis wasn't good..&lt;br /&gt;Both the sound,almost all..&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't hear anything.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made us all down..&lt;br /&gt;We were disapointed..&lt;br /&gt;Sad..&lt;br /&gt;Heartbroken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah was so so sad..&lt;br /&gt;He knew he could do better..&lt;br /&gt;Shahril was sad,I know..&lt;br /&gt;But he kept it inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric bro,&lt;br /&gt;felt the worst impact..&lt;br /&gt;He shared his fears with me..&lt;br /&gt;And as a Vocalist,&lt;br /&gt;I understood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my fwenz msged me,&lt;br /&gt;about the performance..&lt;br /&gt;I looked at thier comments,&lt;br /&gt;it was so hurtful,&lt;br /&gt;that i switched off my hp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;Eric honestly told me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ameer,u should have sang..&lt;br /&gt;I'm meant to hold the bass..&lt;br /&gt;U should be the vocalist.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was silent for a moment..&lt;br /&gt;was wad he said true?&lt;br /&gt;I played the bass,&lt;br /&gt;coz i lost the confidence to sing..&lt;br /&gt;But my mistake,&lt;br /&gt;let to the failure of my band..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only Ameer hassaan sang,&lt;br /&gt;Things will be better,&lt;br /&gt;Just like the old times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had soccer match,&lt;br /&gt;48 v.s 4xpress&lt;br /&gt;A reunion match..&lt;br /&gt;Score was 7-6&lt;br /&gt;and i scored 1..&lt;br /&gt;This will be my final match..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played,&lt;br /&gt;wearing my long sleeve england jersey,&lt;br /&gt;white shorts, red socks,&lt;br /&gt;and red and white boots..&lt;br /&gt;My hair was mohawk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they said,&lt;br /&gt;that i really look like an english player..&lt;br /&gt;I looked like,&lt;br /&gt;David Beckham..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i scored,&lt;br /&gt;it was nyce, it curled,&lt;br /&gt;And i rmbered wad Beckham does,&lt;br /&gt;when he scored,&lt;br /&gt;so i did it,&lt;br /&gt;1 last time,&lt;br /&gt;pulling off my jersey..&lt;br /&gt;And whenever i scored,&lt;br /&gt;i will always look 4 shahril,&lt;br /&gt;and i will run to him,&lt;br /&gt;and hug him,&lt;br /&gt;just like the old times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;I failed my duty as a Vocalist..&lt;br /&gt;I should have sang..&lt;br /&gt;So i learnt 1 lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Vocalist is meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;with a mic,on a stand..&lt;br /&gt;He may play other instruments,&lt;br /&gt;but never abandon his mic,&lt;br /&gt;for if he does,&lt;br /&gt;he will bring down,&lt;br /&gt;everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't why,&lt;br /&gt;i kept having nytemares..&lt;br /&gt;about you,&lt;br /&gt;every night,these few days,&lt;br /&gt;i will dream about you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in my dream,&lt;br /&gt;u always,almost, died,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm thankful,&lt;br /&gt;that i'm always the one,&lt;br /&gt;to pull you through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the dream trying to tell?&lt;br /&gt;Are u going away?&lt;br /&gt;Or me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls dun go away,&lt;br /&gt;Dun fade jus like how u did in my dreams..&lt;br /&gt;Coz in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;When u're almost gone,&lt;br /&gt;I felt like dying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot bear this feeling,&lt;br /&gt;So i'll try my best,&lt;br /&gt;To prevent that from happening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams It shatters,&lt;br /&gt;In reality It differs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To The Miracle..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115704467941400901?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115704467941400901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115704467941400901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Tomorrow, 31st August 2006,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Is the moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Whereby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;One of the greatest Band of all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;will once again rule the stage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Just like we always had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;And sing the songs to our audiences,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Who missed the Music we Make..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mess&lt;/span&gt; With The &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Best&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Die&lt;/span&gt; Like The &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Rest&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Courtesy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ameer Axis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;VocaList&lt;/span&gt; of Xero Axis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Present Day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;30th August 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I didn't attend school yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Coz i felt so so sick,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Yet weak at the same time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;My body could move,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;But my soul wouldn't..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And so i didn't go to skool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Had NaFa Test,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;We did our 5 Stations..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And I really flung it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;after 1 year of not doing it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Below is my results for my achievements..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sit Up: &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;53&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; Points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Chin Up: &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; Point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Standing Broad Jump: &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;222&lt;/span&gt;cm, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; Points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Shuttle Run: &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;9.2&lt;/span&gt; s, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; Points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;2.4: Yet To Settle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Looking at my results,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Disappoinment fills me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;It sank me real deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;But it doesn't matter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; try, &amp; I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; make it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Lately,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;almost everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I've been very restless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;My energy level has reached &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Point Zero&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I feel so weak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like dying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Eventhough i slept,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I still feel tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Aizat said it's signs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;whereby a person will soon die..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I mean..What in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Oh is it true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ameer Hassaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;That is the thing that fears me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;the most..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Coz i have yet to accomplish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my responsibilities..&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's not true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work out almost everyday..&lt;br /&gt;I'll torture myself,&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the physical limits of Man,&lt;br /&gt;And beat the Manly Endurance,&lt;br /&gt;To achieve the best that I can be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the process is tough and mentally,&lt;br /&gt;challenging..&lt;br /&gt;But I have confidence pouring in every sec,&lt;br /&gt;And that will make me go through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad,&lt;br /&gt;He is so the hot-tempered..&lt;br /&gt;Recently,&lt;br /&gt;He is quarreling with Mummy,&lt;br /&gt;And it's not a big one,&lt;br /&gt;But it's like a child's fight,&lt;br /&gt;They are fighting over a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cash Card,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I mean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;It's like Duh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Sisters are great,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Life is so beautiful when they are around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Big sis brings home Starbucks leftovers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;3rd sis is getting darker &amp; darker..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Nana is best,to be disturbed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I love my family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;We're complete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;And have evrything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;But my&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; greatest &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;regret,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Is not having a brother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;It's so sad &amp; boring..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Datz why my life is so empty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I envy all my frens,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;They all have brothers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Imagine this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I wanna play soccer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;but i play alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I wanna share my probs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;But all the ears belong to sisters..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;And they give advises based,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;on the side of Femaltality..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I wanna talk to Dad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;But he is too stern, strict &amp; fierce..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;So have the attitude,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Of A Police Assistant Superintendant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Oh God..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm telling my sadness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I am the &lt;strong&gt;First&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;Last&lt;/strong&gt; Son,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;But pls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;If someday I get married,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I wish to have a Son,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Coz i always dreamt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 Daughters&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;And My life is so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Feminine&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;A lot of people think i'm gay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;oh my..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;my frenz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;even my sister thinks so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;My class mates agree,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Even my teacher says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm a pretty Boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Nono!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Things should not be this way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;I wanna be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;*It's not something that I &lt;em&gt;Have&lt;/em&gt; to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;  But It's something I &lt;em&gt;chose&lt;/em&gt; to be.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Great Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; From &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Fallen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115692412471422613?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115692412471422613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115692412471422613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115692412471422613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115692412471422613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-man.html' title='I AM A MAN!'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115683337911902180</id><published>2006-08-30T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T14:36:19.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lonliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The LonLiness..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Light shines on me,&lt;br /&gt;Darknest still surrounds..&lt;br /&gt;Even though life is full of laughter and smiles,&lt;br /&gt;Sadness still captures me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Music makes my day,&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness still takes the sound away..&lt;br /&gt;Even though Friends start to multiply,&lt;br /&gt;I'm always sinking deeper,&lt;br /&gt;Into An Undefeating Enemy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The LonLiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel,&lt;br /&gt;to be all &lt;em&gt;alone&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;What does it take to feel,&lt;br /&gt;all left &lt;em&gt;alone&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is life so empty,&lt;br /&gt;yet so lively?&lt;br /&gt;Why is life so black,&lt;br /&gt;when the say the world is white?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since childbirth,&lt;br /&gt;I was told by an Astrologist,&lt;br /&gt;That I fought &lt;em&gt;destiny&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;be borned&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my childbirth,&lt;br /&gt;I was told by everyone,&lt;br /&gt;That I was special, &amp;amp; gifted,&lt;br /&gt;To have defeated Destiny,&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;be borned&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birth is a gift,&lt;br /&gt;To everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Being The First Son/Grandson,&lt;br /&gt;Is a Miracle,&lt;br /&gt;That bring life into the hearts of everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say we have a heart,&lt;br /&gt;But when heart starts to double,&lt;br /&gt;Due to happiness and joy,&lt;br /&gt;They say u now have Two Hearts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my gift to set my foot on the soils of earth,&lt;br /&gt;I had everything,&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was perfect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own properties that not other man could have,&lt;br /&gt;Wealth,&lt;br /&gt;Family,&lt;br /&gt;Charm,&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence,&lt;br /&gt;and so on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I had it all..&lt;br /&gt;Until One day,&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;For Every Gift&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Comes A Curse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And My Curse,&lt;br /&gt;I realised,&lt;br /&gt;That was something i couldn't defeat,&lt;br /&gt;For it lingers and haunts me every moment,&lt;br /&gt;of my life..&lt;br /&gt;And that was,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lonliness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;alone&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough the sun shines,&lt;br /&gt;It's light were captured by Darkness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept in the Night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;alone&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough the moon reflects,&lt;br /&gt;It's shine were deflected,&lt;br /&gt;by the depths of Emptiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so &lt;em&gt;empty&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;yet so &lt;em&gt;Lonely&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could i replace this lonliness away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coul&lt;/em&gt;d I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should&lt;/em&gt; I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;SOmeday,&lt;br /&gt;These Lonliness Must go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;As I sent my prayers up high,&lt;br /&gt;A cure For Lonliness,&lt;br /&gt;A Miracle,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was The First &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SOn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But Never I realised,&lt;br /&gt;That I too,&lt;br /&gt;Would be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Lonliness,&lt;br /&gt;Must Go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115683337911902180?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115683337911902180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115683337911902180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115683337911902180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115683337911902180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/08/lonliness.html' title='The Lonliness'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115682902255502036</id><published>2006-08-28T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T13:23:42.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maisarah's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/30384884550294l%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/200/30384884550294l%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday To You,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday To You,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maisarah Nabilah&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Birthday To You..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Happy 17th Birthday To You,&lt;br /&gt;May all your wishes come true,&lt;br /&gt;Today,Tomorrow &amp;amp; Forever...&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow &lt;em&gt;Never Shines&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Without &lt;em&gt;Your Light&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115682902255502036?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115682902255502036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115646765827480818</id><published>2006-08-25T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T09:00:58.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My Sincerity..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Man,&lt;br /&gt;  Who has no Imagination,&lt;br /&gt;  Has No wings To Fly.."&lt;br /&gt;- Ameer Hassaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings I wish to my readers,&lt;br /&gt;I hope your life is doing well..&lt;br /&gt;May it be good,&lt;br /&gt;May it be bad,&lt;br /&gt;But always remember,&lt;br /&gt;It comes from up above..&lt;br /&gt;Always ask for guidance,&lt;br /&gt;And Forgiveness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before it's too late..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many days I have not blogged,&lt;br /&gt;So many people,have asked me too..&lt;br /&gt;So many questions, I need an answer,&lt;br /&gt;To solve these doubts in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days seem to be,&lt;br /&gt;one of the mysterious part,&lt;br /&gt;of my whole life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems kept arising,&lt;br /&gt;Doubts start to double,&lt;br /&gt;And when too much of these sums up,&lt;br /&gt;It is a heartache every moment..&lt;br /&gt;And it's too heavy for me to carry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wish,&lt;br /&gt;That my voice would come alive,&lt;br /&gt;And shout it's volume to the max..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i'll know,&lt;br /&gt;at least part of my fears are wiped,&lt;br /&gt;at least part of my tears won't weeped..&lt;br /&gt;at least..&lt;br /&gt;i'll feel better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wish,&lt;br /&gt;I could be like the Mat's..&lt;br /&gt;Be Like The Gangsters,&lt;br /&gt;And be just like Aizat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's a problem,&lt;br /&gt;Solve things by violence..&lt;br /&gt;Give a knock on the head,&lt;br /&gt;And teach them a lesson,&lt;br /&gt;by pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wish,&lt;br /&gt;I could be strong like Yazid,&lt;br /&gt;Brave-looking on the outerside,&lt;br /&gt;And strong-hearted in the innerself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's a problem,&lt;br /&gt;Solve things by bravery,&lt;br /&gt;care not what others say,&lt;br /&gt;Give a wake-up call to the face,&lt;br /&gt;And teach them a lesson,&lt;br /&gt;by pain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wish,&lt;br /&gt;I could be direct like Effy,&lt;br /&gt;Confidence puring 24/7,&lt;br /&gt;And truth as his guidance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHen there's a problem,&lt;br /&gt;Solve them by his words,&lt;br /&gt;Carried by honesty,&lt;br /&gt;and the art of truth,&lt;br /&gt;His words wake them up,&lt;br /&gt;And eventually,&lt;br /&gt;Teach them a lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could be carefree like Is,&lt;br /&gt;So modest, and lively,&lt;br /&gt;Yet so humble..&lt;br /&gt;He lives upon his own principles,&lt;br /&gt;And dat makes him go on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish i could be just like bro Hafiz,&lt;br /&gt;He is so mature,&lt;br /&gt;Very Patient,&lt;br /&gt;He does not hesitate,&lt;br /&gt;When he has to..&lt;br /&gt;He is the man of the class..&lt;br /&gt;Respect triumphs with him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that someday,&lt;br /&gt;I could be just like them..&lt;br /&gt;Coz i'm different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm too soft,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm too forgiving..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why,&lt;br /&gt;Others easily mistaken,&lt;br /&gt;My sincerity,&lt;br /&gt;For something more,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOmething which isn't theirs,&lt;br /&gt;To begin with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend,&lt;br /&gt;Is a special soul to me..&lt;br /&gt;And i will treat my friends equally,&lt;br /&gt;Be it happy or sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my friend&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I will reach out to you,&lt;br /&gt;ANd help you,&lt;br /&gt;within my capabilities..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i cannot,&lt;br /&gt;grab the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;stars&lt;/span&gt; for you,&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz i'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no superman&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a teenager..&lt;br /&gt;I only write songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls Dun Mistaken,&lt;br /&gt;My Sincerity,&lt;br /&gt;For Something More,&lt;br /&gt;Coz my feelings are limited,&lt;br /&gt;As a friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't intend,&lt;br /&gt;To Have a&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; partner&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;anymore..&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/15881909-115646765827480818?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115646765827480818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115646765827480818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115646765827480818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115646765827480818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-sincerity.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115609050852115010</id><published>2006-08-21T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T01:15:55.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Mimpi Yang Sempurna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;These are pictures taken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;during a wonderful night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Dinner at Delifrance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Check it out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/ayn%20and%20me%20final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/ayn%20and%20me%20final.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;                                                            &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Aynnizza &amp; Ameer Hassaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P8180460%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/P8180460%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SugaR! We Are Going Down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P8180477%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/P8180477%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;She's thinking of mE..I'm thinking of her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P8180431%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/200/P8180431%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;     I didn't knew Aizat was there with us,&lt;br /&gt;                                        until i inverted the pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P8180448%20(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/P8180448%20%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;                                               Steward, Stewardess &amp; Pilot Wannabe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P8180409%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/P8180409%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Fairies of The Night..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/guys%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/guys%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The Band of Brothers..A New Kind of Army&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;More pics uploaded,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;when Danish gives me&lt;br /&gt;Her Thumbdrive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#333333;"&gt;Datz all i have For now,&lt;br /&gt;So long, &amp;amp; Goodnight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Mungkinkah..&lt;br /&gt;Bilaku Bertanya,&lt;br /&gt;Pada Bintang-bintang&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;/span&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/15881909-115609050852115010?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115609050852115010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115609050852115010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115609050852115010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115609050852115010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/08/mimpi-yang-sempurna-these-are-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115608964694621035</id><published>2006-08-21T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T00:00:46.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The Ghost of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tossed and turned,&lt;br /&gt;Sideways and underneath,&lt;br /&gt;Left and right,&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm still sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside I'm still awake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandering aimlessly,&lt;br /&gt;In the streets within..&lt;br /&gt;My mind shattered,&lt;br /&gt;I dun recall, a single thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People all around me,&lt;br /&gt;From different walks of life,&lt;br /&gt;Some were dishonest, while some were ernest,&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the lifestyles,&lt;br /&gt;of the Rich &amp;amp; Famous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind's lost,&lt;br /&gt;It swirls and twirls,&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, somewhat,&lt;br /&gt;My heart's still beating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay by myself,&lt;br /&gt;I look at life,&lt;br /&gt;What it offers,&lt;br /&gt;And what are we here for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;Why do we still regret,&lt;br /&gt;Even after making,&lt;br /&gt;The right decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days,&lt;br /&gt;Has been a whirlpool of questions,&lt;br /&gt;Should i answer it?&lt;br /&gt;No..could i even answer it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These doubts are so painful,&lt;br /&gt;Yet so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i have mixed feeling?&lt;br /&gt;What issit trying to tell this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts I pushed away,&lt;br /&gt;I started running away again..&lt;br /&gt;From the jaws of reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so much of running,&lt;br /&gt;I realised that,&lt;br /&gt;i can run,&lt;br /&gt;But i can't hide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to settle down,&lt;br /&gt;To finally listen,&lt;br /&gt;what my heart wants to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to listen,&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard i tried..&lt;br /&gt;I cried,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I couldn't hear what the world is saying,&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;i carn even hear,&lt;br /&gt;What my heart wants to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i closed my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I calmed myself down,&lt;br /&gt;I breathed deeply,&lt;br /&gt;And then victory began to be mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that evrything was ready,&lt;br /&gt;for me to listen to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;But before i opened my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I saw an image of a lady,&lt;br /&gt;lingering around my vision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was there,&lt;br /&gt;all along..&lt;br /&gt;And she's still there,&lt;br /&gt;Even how hard i tried not to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i opened my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to get out of this imagination,&lt;br /&gt;But when i opened my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I still see her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not there,&lt;br /&gt;Physically..&lt;br /&gt;But Her spirit is,&lt;br /&gt;And i can feel it,&lt;br /&gt;I swear i could..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart yearns to see her,&lt;br /&gt;To meet her,&lt;br /&gt;To be with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time,&lt;br /&gt;I finally found what my heart wants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slowly stood with confidence,&lt;br /&gt;Looked up high,&lt;br /&gt;To soar for my dreams above..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then i rmbered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To Love SOmeone Is Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;I walked back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling down and out..&lt;br /&gt;Would i be able to feel like this again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or would this be the last tym?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At The End Of The World,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or The Last Thing I'd see,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're Never Coming Home,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never COming Home..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;* Stories were meant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;to be untold..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115598554429193846</id><published>2006-08-20T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T19:05:44.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TurNing Away From...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;All my trouble seems to fly away..&lt;br /&gt;Now it's no longer here to stay,&lt;br /&gt;And I would always pray,&lt;br /&gt;For the better of Today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Is patient and kind..&lt;br /&gt;It is never jealous nor conceited..&lt;br /&gt;It is always beautiful in the eyes of the beholder,&lt;br /&gt;Never holds the feeling of hatred, nor redemption..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Is an amazing feeling,&lt;br /&gt;A feeling which you can't describe..&lt;br /&gt;A feeling that doesn't come jus that way..&lt;br /&gt;Of all the people you may be with,&lt;br /&gt;Not with all of them,&lt;br /&gt;This feeling will stay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This special feeling,&lt;br /&gt;will only appear,&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;out of a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;million&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; souls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's what make Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Genuine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people you may have loved,&lt;br /&gt;But Does it come with the feeling,&lt;br /&gt;Or are you just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;saying the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life..&lt;br /&gt;I came across a lot of people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;some Intelligent,&lt;br /&gt;Some young,&lt;br /&gt;And Some old..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people carries thier own speciality,&lt;br /&gt;their weakness and their strength..&lt;br /&gt;But how do you know when that person,&lt;br /&gt;Is the one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one I amy never know..&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my whole life,&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt the true beauty,&lt;br /&gt;of love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those whom I've been with,&lt;br /&gt;But the power of love didn't existed,&lt;br /&gt;And then i knew,&lt;br /&gt;That she wasn't the one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear to love,&lt;br /&gt;What would it be like?&lt;br /&gt;Would it be beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;or would it hurt u so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I always know,&lt;br /&gt;That Someday,&lt;br /&gt;The Girl of my dreams will come to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully,&lt;br /&gt;I will wait..&lt;br /&gt;I will be patient..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I'll just remain &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that,&lt;br /&gt;Life being alone,&lt;br /&gt;tastes so much better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Therefore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I won't be engaging into any relationships,&lt;br /&gt;with anyone..&lt;br /&gt;Until i grow to become a man,&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm ready,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully God too would,&lt;br /&gt;And cherish my life with,&lt;br /&gt;everlasting love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people I may have liked,&lt;br /&gt;But as for love,&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping it,&lt;br /&gt;For the special one..&lt;br /&gt;years or even decades,&lt;br /&gt;I will wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm closing my door to Love&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'll never open it&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Until I'm a Man&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;No more love for now&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coz it's all just a dream&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never a reality..&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/15881909-115598554429193846?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115598554429193846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115598554429193846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115598554429193846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115598554429193846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/08/turning-away-from.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115586336122853373</id><published>2006-08-19T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T09:09:21.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tennis,anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Primary Plan&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Tennis Activity,&lt;br /&gt;And a visit,&lt;br /&gt;To my house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Secondary Plan&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Have fun,&lt;br /&gt;No..&lt;br /&gt;Have a HELL of fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tennis&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;It was a very great day for &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt; P.O.G&lt;br /&gt;There were,&lt;br /&gt;Eric,&lt;br /&gt;Effendi,&lt;br /&gt;Is,&lt;br /&gt;Aizat,&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz,&lt;br /&gt;Ayn,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest went to Syak's house,&lt;br /&gt;for a Karaoke session or so..&lt;br /&gt;Hope u guys enjoy yr day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Smilez always&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was my frenz first visit to my house,&lt;br /&gt;And so they met my family members,&lt;br /&gt;There were,&lt;br /&gt;My Mummy,&lt;br /&gt;2nd Sis,&lt;br /&gt;3rd Sis,&lt;br /&gt;and 4th Sis..&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and 1st Sis,weren't there..&lt;br /&gt;I hope my family members welcomed u well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then It was moment not to be wasted nor waited,&lt;br /&gt;For most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;Is Hairulnizam..&lt;br /&gt;He loves tennis to the max..&lt;br /&gt;And as a fren,&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't done much for him,&lt;br /&gt;And so today..&lt;br /&gt;I'll make his wish come &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all armed with rackets,&lt;br /&gt;holding balls with the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;and some place balls in their pocket..&lt;br /&gt;(wait,that sounds so wrong..)&lt;br /&gt;And started the match..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall,&lt;br /&gt;I felt that we had great fun..&lt;br /&gt;Coz when i look at their eyes,&lt;br /&gt;They were having so much fun..&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough we're not used to Tennis,&lt;br /&gt;We still enjoyed it though..&lt;br /&gt;until we made it our own version..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a one on one match with Is,&lt;br /&gt;And God,&lt;br /&gt;Is is great..&lt;br /&gt;He plays almost like Sharapova..&lt;br /&gt;(his voice is the most similar..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He taught me about tennis,&lt;br /&gt;The knowledge,and the rules..&lt;br /&gt;I became much more aware of it,&lt;br /&gt;And Is my buddy,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot..&lt;br /&gt;SO tell me,&lt;br /&gt;Did i play like Roddick?&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;But after the match,&lt;br /&gt;It was not the end,&lt;br /&gt;My Mummy cooked a special dish Signature,&lt;br /&gt;for them..&lt;br /&gt;It was Nasi Briyani..&lt;br /&gt;Hope it was nyce..&lt;br /&gt;My mother loves to cook,&lt;br /&gt;and feed others..&lt;br /&gt;Hope u guys enjoy your meals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if you could not eat the food,&lt;br /&gt;But i'm glad you told me,&lt;br /&gt;The food that you normally eat..&lt;br /&gt;Western style is your taste..&lt;br /&gt;NExt time,&lt;br /&gt;I prepare u sumthing like,&lt;br /&gt;Pancake Goreng,&lt;br /&gt;or Toasted rice?&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;But if next time u'd come,&lt;br /&gt;It will be different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all my fwenz,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank you for coming,&lt;br /&gt;Coz u filled my home life with laughter,&lt;br /&gt;noise,company,and love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never a brother,&lt;br /&gt;older or younger,&lt;br /&gt;And so i think i won't have,&lt;br /&gt;in my whole entire lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;But u all replaced it,&lt;br /&gt;and Thanks once again..&lt;br /&gt;(I hope i will have a son next time..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep..&lt;br /&gt;ANd so i would like to introduce,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; to the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much about &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;That i like,and love..&lt;br /&gt;You're such a lovely person,&lt;br /&gt;You filled my life with everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if i were to find one word to describe you,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't,&lt;br /&gt;For even if i found a thousand paged dictionary,&lt;br /&gt;Even a thousand page I'd flipped,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find..&lt;br /&gt;And now i know,&lt;br /&gt;That you're Istimewa,&lt;br /&gt;And u cannot,&lt;br /&gt;be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;defined&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hold&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; multi-talented&lt;/span&gt; qualities,&lt;br /&gt;you can do anything..&lt;br /&gt;you do them sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;without any complains..&lt;br /&gt;And even if you're lazy,&lt;br /&gt;you would be&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; honest&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and wouldn't do things,&lt;br /&gt;half-heartedly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tha's what i &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;no,what i &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;no,what i &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz you're just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to me,&lt;br /&gt;you're intelligent,&lt;br /&gt;kind,&lt;br /&gt;loving,&lt;br /&gt;honest,&lt;br /&gt;sincere,&lt;br /&gt;friendly,&lt;br /&gt;joyful,&lt;br /&gt;sociable,&lt;br /&gt;and everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say that I look like &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But why,Do I like you?&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mummy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;For every single thing,&lt;br /&gt;That you have done for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are,&lt;br /&gt;A Best friend,&lt;br /&gt;A Mother,&lt;br /&gt;A Loving Wife,&lt;br /&gt;And place&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; happiness&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;In my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy is fated to be with you..&lt;br /&gt;And i'm glad so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;without you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;there will be &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;no me&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;without me&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;living in&lt;/span&gt; this world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mummy,&lt;br /&gt;You're My everything,&lt;br /&gt;I wish that i could find,&lt;br /&gt;a partner,&lt;br /&gt;with such &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;qualities &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;like you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SOmeday, &amp; Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I wiLL..&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115578044073770105</id><published>2006-08-18T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T10:07:20.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WheN I Learned To Smile Again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles,&lt;br /&gt;An everlasting smile,&lt;br /&gt;A smile would tell a thousand stories,&lt;br /&gt;And these few days have been the most,&lt;br /&gt;beautiful,days,of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with just dat one smile,&lt;br /&gt;It creates a thousand tales..&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;I'll share one story,&lt;br /&gt;to all of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I'd close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;All that I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;see&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Is &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I'd open my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;My heart &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yearns&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;To Meet &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough you're not by my side,&lt;br /&gt;I feel as though you are,&lt;br /&gt;Like I've &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;known&lt;/span&gt; you,&lt;br /&gt;FOr all &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; lifetimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes will only seek,&lt;br /&gt;To find your care,&lt;br /&gt;smiles &amp; laughters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Call me &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;insane&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But everytime my heart &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;beats&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;It mentions your &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;name&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people you may have loved,&lt;br /&gt;But my feelings for you is special,&lt;br /&gt;and pure,&lt;br /&gt;Coz it has never own you,&lt;br /&gt;And it sets you free,&lt;br /&gt;wherever you may go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind seems to be,&lt;br /&gt;picturing every image of yours..&lt;br /&gt;They play like a video,&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I close my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whenever I'd miss you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll just close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And I know u'll be there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cannot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;forget&lt;/span&gt; you..&lt;br /&gt;No..&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;don't want&lt;/span&gt; to forget you..&lt;br /&gt;Coz time can never pass,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; you here by my side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You may just be a someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But u already have a place in my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Distance may seperate us apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But you are always near to my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may just have met,&lt;br /&gt;You know not much bout me,&lt;br /&gt;And i know not much bout you..&lt;br /&gt;But my heart has already,&lt;br /&gt;painted your name &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always have you in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;until my very last breath,&lt;br /&gt;And i will continue having you there,&lt;br /&gt;In my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt;,and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; lifetime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You,&lt;br /&gt;For Everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My Miracle&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/15881909-115578044073770105?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115578044073770105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115578044073770105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115578044073770105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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directions,&lt;br /&gt;As a guidance of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;You follow your Mum..&lt;br /&gt;The woman who gave birth to you,&lt;br /&gt;The one who fed you,nurtured you,&lt;br /&gt;And taught you a simple word,&lt;br /&gt;By Care,Softness and Concern,&lt;br /&gt;called "Love.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;You follow your Dad..&lt;br /&gt;The man who raised you up,&lt;br /&gt;The one who paid for your food,clothings,education,&lt;br /&gt;The man who sold the world,just for you,&lt;br /&gt;And taught you a simple word,&lt;br /&gt;By pain,lessons and lecturing,&lt;br /&gt;called "Love.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lastly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;You follow yourself,&lt;br /&gt;The person you are inside,&lt;br /&gt;The person who understands and knows u the best..&lt;br /&gt;The person who is 24/7 with you..&lt;br /&gt;The person who grows,and watches everything with you..&lt;br /&gt;And taught you a simple word,&lt;br /&gt;By Adventures,Explorations &amp;amp; Qualities,&lt;br /&gt;Called "Love.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about 13 years of my life,&lt;br /&gt;I followed my dad,&lt;br /&gt;Discipline,roughness and anger is my ally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm easily mad,&lt;br /&gt;openly flared,&lt;br /&gt;easily gave up,&lt;br /&gt;and totally converted,&lt;br /&gt;to the dark side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until i met Hanani,&lt;br /&gt;I told myself,&lt;br /&gt;that it's time for a change,&lt;br /&gt;and so i followed my Mum's way..&lt;br /&gt;The softer side in me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i became a positive-thinking person,&lt;br /&gt;I became much more patient,&lt;br /&gt;Caring,Sociable..&lt;br /&gt;And all the good qualities,&lt;br /&gt;that i have never possesed before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt my lessons after failures,&lt;br /&gt;Especially My O's,&lt;br /&gt;And decided to change,&lt;br /&gt;to be a better man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;I became a guy,&lt;br /&gt;whose soft-hearted..&lt;br /&gt;who hardly gets mad..&lt;br /&gt;And remains cool,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what the condition is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today,&lt;br /&gt;as i walk home alone,&lt;br /&gt;i started thinking,&lt;br /&gt;wheter the decision i made was right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz my frenz told me,&lt;br /&gt;when i'm too soft hearted,&lt;br /&gt;other people started to take advantage on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They step over my head,&lt;br /&gt;And started to control my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't care much bout it,&lt;br /&gt;Coz i knew what i was doing,&lt;br /&gt;Is sincere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as i reflected back,&lt;br /&gt;based upon the events of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps what they claimed was true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People asked,&lt;br /&gt;why i didn't have a partner,&lt;br /&gt;or a girlfriend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz i wondered,&lt;br /&gt;if i had one,&lt;br /&gt;would she be able to survive the situation,&lt;br /&gt;that i am in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would she be accpted by the people i know?&lt;br /&gt;Could she be strong enough to withstand words,&lt;br /&gt;and pressures,that comes out,&lt;br /&gt;from the evil mouths of people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would she?&lt;br /&gt;or could she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or worst,&lt;br /&gt;would she step over my head,&lt;br /&gt;just like the rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if she passed the test of my frenZ.&lt;br /&gt;she still has to go through my family..&lt;br /&gt;My 4 sisters,&lt;br /&gt;My Mum,&lt;br /&gt;My Grandmother,&lt;br /&gt;My Dad,&lt;br /&gt;My close relatives,&lt;br /&gt;and all those related to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz they regard higly of me..&lt;br /&gt;and so will they expect,&lt;br /&gt;of my partner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz even to be Ameer Hassaan's friend,&lt;br /&gt;it's difficult..&lt;br /&gt;Due to jealousy,&lt;br /&gt;my frenz were killed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does it takes,&lt;br /&gt;to even be my partner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would rather remain a bachelor,&lt;br /&gt;for a hundred lifetimes,&lt;br /&gt;rather than let her go through all the pain,&lt;br /&gt;suffering and tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I dream of my dream girl every night..&lt;br /&gt;But whnever reality wakes me up,&lt;br /&gt;I realised that i was even foolish to think of her..&lt;br /&gt;And so i pushed my dreams away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*I'm looking for a cure,to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ealousy&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My worst &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enemy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115557297160385387?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115557297160385387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115557297160385387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115557297160385387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115557297160385387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/08/enemy-of-states.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115530774112905144</id><published>2006-08-12T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T22:49:01.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Probably The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Best Gender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ever Created&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Is The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Female Gender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;aMeR haSsAaN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115530774112905144?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115530701716553058</id><published>2006-08-12T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T22:41:49.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RisE Of The Dragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As The waves of Kallang swept away my emotions,&lt;br /&gt;I drifted Nearer to the realms of reality..&lt;br /&gt;And As I rised Beyond the depths of Depression,&lt;br /&gt;For Once,&lt;br /&gt;A Smile Bestowed me,&lt;br /&gt;And Made My Day,&lt;br /&gt;A Trully Blessed Friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;Our class had an excursion To Kallang,&lt;br /&gt;Where we,as a class,&lt;br /&gt;Would participate In an event,&lt;br /&gt;called,&lt;br /&gt;"Dragon Boating"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Summarise the long and tiring event,&lt;br /&gt;Here are words to replace it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Challenging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Worth-The-Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Develops Camaraderie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Bonds Get Closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-A Breath Taking Journey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this Dragon Boat,&lt;br /&gt;You Would Learn This Qualities;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Teamwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Coordination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hafiz Jaabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Misha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Your time will come soon,&lt;br /&gt;And I only Have One advise,&lt;br /&gt;For your heart to listen,&lt;br /&gt;"Have Fun"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Dragon Boating,&lt;br /&gt;Class SD,which consists of;&lt;br /&gt;-Sluts Inc&lt;br /&gt;-The Handicapps&lt;br /&gt;-Joyah Club&lt;br /&gt;-&amp; Independant Ayn,&lt;br /&gt;Went to East Coast Park,&lt;br /&gt;To chill and let our emotions out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some went to bath In the cool and open sea,&lt;br /&gt;While some sat on the rocky rocks,&lt;br /&gt;And set their emotions free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Syak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna apologise,&lt;br /&gt;If my sad voice,&lt;br /&gt;And emotional songs,&lt;br /&gt;had brought you to tears..&lt;br /&gt;It may have brought you back to memory lane,&lt;br /&gt;But i'm glad u're alryte..&lt;br /&gt;Take care Once Again..&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting to reveal my answer to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went off,&lt;br /&gt;To our own,&lt;br /&gt;and seperate ways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilah and Effy went back to the east,&lt;br /&gt;Yazid,Syak,Is,Fana &amp;amp; Eric,Went back to the West,&lt;br /&gt;And North..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Me and Ayn,&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus to Ang Mo Kio,&lt;br /&gt;To send her home,&lt;br /&gt;Like i have promised her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna introduce,&lt;br /&gt;A Very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; person,&lt;br /&gt;To The World..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mini-Bio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Aynniza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First Tears&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;30th March 1989&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hobbies&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Singing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Cheerleading&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dancing&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ayn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;A soul that i met,&lt;br /&gt;upon my first day i skool..&lt;br /&gt;we were from different backgrounds,&lt;br /&gt;And different origins,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People say that I don't look like her,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But why,does she look like me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ayn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;A soul that soon became known as a friend,&lt;br /&gt;upon our basic similarity,of my fren and her cousin Azmi,&lt;br /&gt;we specialised in different talents,me Music and her Dance,&lt;br /&gt;and we hardly know each other,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People say that I don't look like her,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But why does it seems like i've already known her,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for Lifetimes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ayn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;A Friend that soon become a Close Friend,&lt;br /&gt;after differences we finally managed to understand,&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of peace,care and love,&lt;br /&gt;We started appreciated smiles and laughters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People Say that I don't look like her,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But Why Is there Light when it'z dark,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whenever she appears?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ayn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;AClose Friend,which eventually Evolves Into A Best Friend,&lt;br /&gt;The First Ever Female Best friend I had in my entire life,&lt;br /&gt;The First female who could understand my character,&lt;br /&gt;and my way of life..&lt;br /&gt;The one whose care can never be defined,&lt;br /&gt;Whose warmth surrounds me when i'm cold,&lt;br /&gt;And whose hands which pulled me up,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm sinking down,and laid undying..&lt;br /&gt;And now I 'll ask,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;People say that I don't look like her,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But why does she,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fights The world for me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these times,&lt;br /&gt;And then I knew,&lt;br /&gt;That u were the one,&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;em&gt;one and only one&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;True,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Best Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aynnizza&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks For your Care &amp;amp; Concern..&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1st Female Best Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Friendship Lasts Forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;This song is dedicated to you&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115530701716553058?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115530701716553058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115530701716553058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115530701716553058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115530701716553058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/08/rise-of-dragon-as-waves-of-kallang.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115523109499773166</id><published>2006-08-10T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T01:31:35.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Day You Showed Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;True Colours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;A Faithful Day,&lt;br /&gt;Where A Simple Action,&lt;br /&gt;Will determine,&lt;br /&gt;The Fate,&lt;br /&gt;And The Destiny of Others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so It does,&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I placed my Two Feets,&lt;br /&gt;On the Concrete Floor of The Classroom..&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I entered,&lt;br /&gt;And as I looked,&lt;br /&gt;I knew something,&lt;br /&gt;Something Bad,and Tragic,&lt;br /&gt;Will Happen..&lt;br /&gt;And It did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignited by negative qualities,&lt;br /&gt;A Flame was spread out throughout the area..&lt;br /&gt;Tension,Chaos and Panic,&lt;br /&gt;Seems to be the Qualities that was Possesed,&lt;br /&gt;On this Fatithful Day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tears that Flowed,&lt;br /&gt;The Fears That Growed within,&lt;br /&gt;Has all existed,&lt;br /&gt;But Based on what reasons,&lt;br /&gt;I May Not Know,&lt;br /&gt;And they lived helplessly without directions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a needle in a compass,&lt;br /&gt;These values turned aimlessly,&lt;br /&gt;As Magnetive Forces from everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;Started to attract,&lt;br /&gt;and pull It to their own direction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These qualities exist,&lt;br /&gt;and surrounds us in our everyday life..&lt;br /&gt;But on what basis,&lt;br /&gt;and what reasons,&lt;br /&gt;should they be here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they hurt us,&lt;br /&gt;When it was thought to make things better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there hatred,&lt;br /&gt;When it was meant to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On what basis,&lt;br /&gt;I may not know..&lt;br /&gt;But Now I do know,&lt;br /&gt;As I unlock the doors,&lt;br /&gt;and Find explanations,&lt;br /&gt;For these Problems,&lt;br /&gt;From deep within..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel utterly sad,&lt;br /&gt;depressed,&lt;br /&gt;with the way of live,&lt;br /&gt;our class has..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Today I'm glad,&lt;br /&gt;That we all are holding hands,&lt;br /&gt;To make the envoronment,&lt;br /&gt;A better place to live in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nobody's blame to begin with,&lt;br /&gt;Coz this is a Test From God,&lt;br /&gt;And He wants to see,&lt;br /&gt;How we Solve all,&lt;br /&gt;His Questions and Doubts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us Be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And Not To be Beaten again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us Be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And overcome this obstacle,&lt;br /&gt;Once and for all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us Be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And dissolve this hatred we have,&lt;br /&gt;In one another..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us Be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And dismiss the bad qualities,&lt;br /&gt;That we posses in our lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us Be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Let us Wipe away our Tears,&lt;br /&gt;And Shed away these Fears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;As we pray for a better tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;And add a Smile,&lt;br /&gt;To our faces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I know the story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I know what Is Happening,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Coz everytime I look into your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I see the truth befallen me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But I have Never blamed you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And God forbid I won't,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'll help you find,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The Light that u have switched off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I'll let it shine upon u again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Because,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Every word I say is True,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This I promise You..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115522828556554091</id><published>2006-08-10T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T00:44:45.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Fallen,Has Risen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood behind the veil,&lt;br /&gt;unknowing the future,&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what would happen,&lt;br /&gt;or become of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood without confidence,&lt;br /&gt;as every ounce of it,&lt;br /&gt;Began to evaporate out,&lt;br /&gt;of my whole entire body..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many questions,&lt;br /&gt;I need an answer,&lt;br /&gt;As these questions grow more and more,&lt;br /&gt;I sank deeper into the midst of the echoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days,&lt;br /&gt;Seems to be the drastic moments of my life,&lt;br /&gt;When the world has turn it's back on me,&lt;br /&gt;And when the name,&lt;br /&gt;'Ameer Hassaan",&lt;br /&gt;has seemed to Fall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began to run away from reality,&lt;br /&gt;As I was beaten badly from fire,&lt;br /&gt;I was placed down on bended knees,&lt;br /&gt;As I weakly accepted,&lt;br /&gt;That I was defeated..&lt;br /&gt;And I realised,&lt;br /&gt;That I wasn't strong enuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I placed my white Flag,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And hope it reminds you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;of Your Victory..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Things has seemed to change..&lt;br /&gt;When I look back at the past,&lt;br /&gt;Be it happy or sad,&lt;br /&gt;I always accepted it..&lt;br /&gt;Coz time is what,&lt;br /&gt;That makes me the man,&lt;br /&gt;I am today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I'm replacing the white Flag,&lt;br /&gt;With my Flag of War..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I've come back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Is the day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ameer Hassaan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ressurects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Is the day,&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting back what I've lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I shall shed away all my Fears,&lt;br /&gt;and wipe away all these Tears,&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'm afraid &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm coming back,for you..&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated To,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My AngeL&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/15881909-115522828556554091?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115483377511919404</id><published>2006-08-07T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T11:09:35.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Day I Fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;br /&gt;August 6th,2006&lt;br /&gt;Time:&lt;br /&gt;1006 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Secondary plans:&lt;br /&gt;Cut a Mohawk style&lt;br /&gt;Current Primary plans:&lt;br /&gt;Cure the heartache of people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days has passed since I last posted,&lt;br /&gt;Time really showed us where we last do,&lt;br /&gt;the things that we always work on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few days,&lt;br /&gt;seems to be the worst nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;of my entire life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to think much,&lt;br /&gt;I try to resist,&lt;br /&gt;But the power of the force is too strong,&lt;br /&gt;And I lied helplessly,&lt;br /&gt;beneath the depths of depression..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to reach out for a support,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to leave this whirpool,&lt;br /&gt;before i sink deeper,&lt;br /&gt;before i lose all my energy,&lt;br /&gt;before,&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes before the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everynight I would sit by my window,&lt;br /&gt;And at that moment,&lt;br /&gt;I would hold my guitar in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;I look at the fret,&lt;br /&gt;It's where i painted her name,&lt;br /&gt;"Delilah"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Delilah",&lt;br /&gt;represents a song,&lt;br /&gt;defines a meaning,&lt;br /&gt;It's chords are melodius,&lt;br /&gt;It's rhythm is lovely..&lt;br /&gt;The words that makes the lyrics,&lt;br /&gt;was ignited by passion,&lt;br /&gt;mixed with feelings,&lt;br /&gt;FOr that someone special..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey There Delilah"&lt;br /&gt;The first ever song,&lt;br /&gt;that I'd ever sing for a girl..&lt;br /&gt;It was the only song,&lt;br /&gt;that gives me passion &amp;amp; inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was this song,&lt;br /&gt;that developed my vocals,&lt;br /&gt;It was this very same song,&lt;br /&gt;that made me a man,&lt;br /&gt;To face the real music,&lt;br /&gt;The moment,&lt;br /&gt;That I have been waiting for all my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all this for,&lt;br /&gt;A girl..&lt;br /&gt;An Angel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were from very different backgrounds,&lt;br /&gt;Different roots of inspirations,&lt;br /&gt;And different places of origin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing similar between her and me,&lt;br /&gt;She was smart,but i was smart alek..&lt;br /&gt;She is intelligent,beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;She holds the world in her hands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things she'd touched,&lt;br /&gt;would come out alive!&lt;br /&gt;Flowers shine when she passes them,&lt;br /&gt;The rainbow emerges from the drastic rain,&lt;br /&gt;Coz she's an angel,&lt;br /&gt;And heaven is always by her side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her words,and her voice,&lt;br /&gt;flows just like the river,&lt;br /&gt;with the wonderful essence of vanilla..&lt;br /&gt;Stars will never fall,for if they do,&lt;br /&gt;she will fly to the sky,&lt;br /&gt;and place them back where they belong..&lt;br /&gt;Coz she's an angel,&lt;br /&gt;And heaven never fails to guide her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every guy That sees her,&lt;br /&gt;Was attracted..&lt;br /&gt;Like a group of bees,&lt;br /&gt;chasing after a Heavenly Honey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz she's in the dream we had everynight,&lt;br /&gt;Coz she's the tooth fairy that places a penny,&lt;br /&gt;under our pillows,while we're fast asleep..&lt;br /&gt;Coz she's the Angel,&lt;br /&gt;that guides our way through,&lt;br /&gt;that saves us from the clutches of the Devil,&lt;br /&gt;saving us from the danger,&lt;br /&gt;that is meant for us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after we met,&lt;br /&gt;and after the times we've been through,&lt;br /&gt;After all the songs that I have sang to her,&lt;br /&gt;I realised one thing,&lt;br /&gt;she has a place in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And from that moment onwards,&lt;br /&gt;She is a special fren to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hardly meet up,&lt;br /&gt;hardly talk on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;At times,&lt;br /&gt;We could only chat on the msn,&lt;br /&gt;For distance really plays a part,&lt;br /&gt;but she is always close to my heart..&lt;br /&gt;That never fails me..&lt;br /&gt;I always reminded myself,&lt;br /&gt;of the times we had during clt course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i first talked to her,&lt;br /&gt;And she said i had a Sombong look,&lt;br /&gt;And she didn't talk to me,&lt;br /&gt;coz she thought i was a chinese..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered during meal times,&lt;br /&gt;somehow when we fall in,&lt;br /&gt;I would always sit beside her,&lt;br /&gt;And i would always nag and lecture,&lt;br /&gt;to finish up her food..&lt;br /&gt;And she would smile,&lt;br /&gt;shaking her head,&lt;br /&gt;and throw all the food away..&lt;br /&gt;I was sad,&lt;br /&gt;so i decided,&lt;br /&gt;that every meal we'd have,&lt;br /&gt;i would finish all her unwanted food away..&lt;br /&gt;And so i did,&lt;br /&gt;making a line of communication,&lt;br /&gt;making us closer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The laughters,&lt;br /&gt;replaced our every sorrows,&lt;br /&gt;The smiles,&lt;br /&gt;brighten up our lives,&lt;br /&gt;Like a candle being ignited,&lt;br /&gt;in the dark and hollow spaces,&lt;br /&gt;of our heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That time I was owned by someone,&lt;br /&gt;that was why things did not go any further..&lt;br /&gt;We seldom msged,&lt;br /&gt;hardly contact..&lt;br /&gt;Like the saying,&lt;br /&gt;I'm living in pluto,&lt;br /&gt;and she is in Venus,&lt;br /&gt;But when u look carefully,&lt;br /&gt;we're actually living on earth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But months after,&lt;br /&gt;when freedom was finally granted to me,&lt;br /&gt;when i can enjoy the beautiful colours of life,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go for the loss moments in my life,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to look for that Angel,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to revive the moments that we shared,&lt;br /&gt;To make our lives colourful,&lt;br /&gt;Making wonders in our dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled when i'm alone,&lt;br /&gt;I laugh when I'm sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;And wonder a lot during the day..&lt;br /&gt;I felt that something was missing..&lt;br /&gt;And that missing piece,&lt;br /&gt;was u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I fought against the distance,&lt;br /&gt;and came all the way,&lt;br /&gt;just for you..&lt;br /&gt;With my open arms,&lt;br /&gt;I wish to give u warmth,&lt;br /&gt;To give u support,&lt;br /&gt;when u're feeling down..&lt;br /&gt;To be the one,&lt;br /&gt;who stays by your side everytime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then,&lt;br /&gt;The clouds of dark sinister befalls..&lt;br /&gt;My hopes were crushed,&lt;br /&gt;My dreams were shattered,&lt;br /&gt;My inspirations are all gone..&lt;br /&gt;That's when He resurrected..&lt;br /&gt;And came back calling for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From hell he emerges,&lt;br /&gt;From hell he comes alive,&lt;br /&gt;From hell he wants you back..&lt;br /&gt;He fought fire with me,&lt;br /&gt;He brought me down,&lt;br /&gt;on my kness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He,&lt;br /&gt;destroys my everyday life..&lt;br /&gt;Haunts my every dream..&lt;br /&gt;He,&lt;br /&gt;makes a big impact on my life,&lt;br /&gt;by crushing every single hope that i have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the man I'm suppose to be..&lt;br /&gt;COz i'm beaten,&lt;br /&gt;when i tried to fight fire with fire..&lt;br /&gt;i made a big mistake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly lost,&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to run away,&lt;br /&gt;and never came back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried defending you,&lt;br /&gt;but i guess,&lt;br /&gt;my words fall back on me..&lt;br /&gt;When u defended him,&lt;br /&gt;Supported him,&lt;br /&gt;And left me thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am i fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;Whose side am i in?&lt;br /&gt;Why does these happens?&lt;br /&gt;When would peace can finally smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed,&lt;br /&gt;What i've done,&lt;br /&gt;is not worth the effort,&lt;br /&gt;Tears and fears..&lt;br /&gt;Blood and sacrifices..&lt;br /&gt;Time and moments,&lt;br /&gt;it has all gone down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as i lay dying,&lt;br /&gt;I had 1% of hope left,&lt;br /&gt;so i stood up,&lt;br /&gt;and now i will say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire cannot fight with fire,&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;Let me give in,&lt;br /&gt;I will surrender,&lt;br /&gt;I will raise my white flag,&lt;br /&gt;Coz it's time,&lt;br /&gt;for pain and sufeering to stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving this battleground,&lt;br /&gt;My white flag i will stick to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;To remind you of your victory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for what happened,&lt;br /&gt;Now do what must be done,&lt;br /&gt;SHed those fears away,&lt;br /&gt;Coz i'm no longer here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With confidence u shall stand,&lt;br /&gt;And with love,&lt;br /&gt;u must give to her..&lt;br /&gt;ANd with my departure,&lt;br /&gt;I hope,&lt;br /&gt;It will give u strength,&lt;br /&gt;To win her back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U always have my support..&lt;br /&gt;But now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving..&lt;br /&gt;I know that this might not be the best decision,&lt;br /&gt;but for both of your happiness,&lt;br /&gt;I will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There shall be no more Angels in my life..&lt;br /&gt;No more Devils..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And As i walked,&lt;br /&gt;I wondered about the Angel,&lt;br /&gt;Dat i dreamt of everynight..&lt;br /&gt;But then my heart shatters,&lt;br /&gt;I wondered why,&lt;br /&gt;Things did not go that well..&lt;br /&gt;And then I knew,&lt;br /&gt;she's and Angel,&lt;br /&gt;But an Angel,&lt;br /&gt;From Hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on,&lt;br /&gt;I will leave your life,&lt;br /&gt;So that things will get better,&lt;br /&gt;I am weak and beaten,&lt;br /&gt;And i'll find time,&lt;br /&gt;to be strong again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care from now on,&lt;br /&gt;May Peace surronds us from now on..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115483377511919404?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115483377511919404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115483377511919404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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cry,&lt;br /&gt;I know,&lt;br /&gt;But I kept tears from falling,&lt;br /&gt;Dat even my heart has to weep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel useless,&lt;br /&gt;I feel depressed..&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lost,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a needle,&lt;br /&gt;In a compass..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know which direction,&lt;br /&gt;to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Xero Axis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My band,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first ever band,&lt;br /&gt;You moulded me,&lt;br /&gt;And groomed me into someone..&lt;br /&gt;from a bassist to a Vocalist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz of you,&lt;br /&gt;I rised and shined,&lt;br /&gt;And became famous,&lt;br /&gt;I became interested more in music..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz of you,&lt;br /&gt;I began to sing,&lt;br /&gt;When i walk,&lt;br /&gt;When i talk,&lt;br /&gt;Even when i brush my teeth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing my heart out,&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly,&lt;br /&gt;I have to confess,&lt;br /&gt;That I'm not good enough for u guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah:&lt;br /&gt;u're so talented,&lt;br /&gt;u could sing,&lt;br /&gt;u could compose beautiful songs,&lt;br /&gt;u're just the man,&lt;br /&gt;a Music Company would want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shahril:&lt;br /&gt;u're a dedicated guitarist,&lt;br /&gt;u let the passion runs in your veins,&lt;br /&gt;u gave it a chance,&lt;br /&gt;and became a great Guitarist..&lt;br /&gt;I've seen u,&lt;br /&gt;From the very start,&lt;br /&gt;until today..&lt;br /&gt;u're talented..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labu:&lt;br /&gt;i respect a drummer like you..&lt;br /&gt;u're musically talented..&lt;br /&gt;i rmbered what u said in sec 1,&lt;br /&gt;and i knew it was true..&lt;br /&gt;no drummer could replace u..&lt;br /&gt;Even if there are better ones,&lt;br /&gt;i still wanna keep u..&lt;br /&gt;coz u're talented,&lt;br /&gt;just like the rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric:&lt;br /&gt;u could sing great,&lt;br /&gt;u could play bass,&lt;br /&gt;guitar,&lt;br /&gt;and drums..&lt;br /&gt;u're very talented..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that u guys are a talented bunch..&lt;br /&gt;u deserve the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;i feel,&lt;br /&gt;that perhaps,&lt;br /&gt;the reasons we cannot find a proper genre,&lt;br /&gt;is coz of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blame myself for everything that we carn do,&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like a idiot for so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wished that you guys would pursue your passion,&lt;br /&gt;coz u all are very talented..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u should do what must be done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u should do everything,&lt;br /&gt;without me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can always be replaced..&lt;br /&gt;And i'll always see u guys perform,&lt;br /&gt;I will always be supportive of your every movement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But u all have to do it,&lt;br /&gt;without me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my confessions..&lt;br /&gt;I've let my heart out..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I have to say this,&lt;br /&gt;Coz me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a guy,&lt;br /&gt;holding a guitar,&lt;br /&gt;writing lyrics on a book,&lt;br /&gt;with a simple life,&lt;br /&gt;And a dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish u all the best..&lt;br /&gt;Never stop believing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115435336414639248?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115435336414639248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115435336414639248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Monday,&lt;br /&gt;A Day of sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Pain &amp; Depression..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This adds on to my next chapter of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skool was Totally Awesome Today,&lt;br /&gt;Guess wart,&lt;br /&gt;We had about 3 hours of Sports &amp;amp; Wellness!&lt;br /&gt;Well,we were suppose to attend class,&lt;br /&gt;but we all didn't study for test,&lt;br /&gt;So,it was like,&lt;br /&gt;Why not make our own timetable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had the match of our lives,&lt;br /&gt;Fighting one another,&lt;br /&gt;And grabbing the titiles of "Champions.."&lt;br /&gt;Here's what i have to say to my brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effendi:&lt;br /&gt;I totally love the way u swing your racket,&lt;br /&gt;Your skills &amp; manuevers..Btw, my head is alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yazid:&lt;br /&gt;u totally improved the "Teng-teng" trick dat was once,&lt;br /&gt;your weakness..Great job man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aizat:&lt;br /&gt;Man of the match,from hero to zero,&lt;br /&gt;u're the Man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric:&lt;br /&gt;What's more to say?&lt;br /&gt;About 4 years of brotherhood,&lt;br /&gt;u're totally awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had Dance practice,&lt;br /&gt;Instructed by Is..&lt;br /&gt;Now Is,&lt;br /&gt;you are totally a dancer which i trully respect&lt;br /&gt;Coz dance are usually done by girls..&lt;br /&gt;But u made it your passion,&lt;br /&gt;And you are very talented..&lt;br /&gt;u have brought glory to us..&lt;br /&gt;Keep it up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were suppose to dance,&lt;br /&gt;For National DAy,&lt;br /&gt;Imagine Ameer hassaan dancing?&lt;br /&gt;haha..people will blast into laughter..&lt;br /&gt;The Singer cum Dancer,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't feel ryte..&lt;br /&gt;But aniwaes,&lt;br /&gt;i tried to dance,&lt;br /&gt;and it's cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone were enjoying themselves..&lt;br /&gt;Even Aizat was there to dance!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;I really respect people whom can dance..&lt;br /&gt;Especially to guys..&lt;br /&gt;To SD,&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it an event that we'll never forget..&lt;br /&gt;*To Bro Hafiz,Fana &amp;amp; Syak,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys would join us,&lt;br /&gt;Coz this might be our last one,&lt;br /&gt;So let's save the last dance ayte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the part where I started to feel down..&lt;br /&gt;I dunch noe why,&lt;br /&gt;But lotsa Problems are haunting me,&lt;br /&gt;This,that &amp; those..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the best medicine is Patience.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that will make me survive all,&lt;br /&gt;Of God's Test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Tonight,&lt;br /&gt;I would like to comment something..&lt;br /&gt;Something which really builds the anger,&lt;br /&gt;that grows inside of me..&lt;br /&gt;Now i dedicate this,&lt;br /&gt;To a person,&lt;br /&gt;whom i classify as,&lt;br /&gt;A true coward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To True Coward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a man loves a woman,&lt;br /&gt;he really loves with all his heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never fails to be there,&lt;br /&gt;In times of good or bad,&lt;br /&gt;The ups and the downs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would lay his life,and time for her..&lt;br /&gt;He'll spend his day with her,&lt;br /&gt;His evening thinking of her,&lt;br /&gt;and his nights dreaming of her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz he love her with all his heart,&lt;br /&gt;And that is a very simple,&lt;br /&gt;definition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when u love that girl,&lt;br /&gt;u would give her time and space..&lt;br /&gt;A space where she could think peacefully,&lt;br /&gt;without disturbance or influence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would not act overprotective,&lt;br /&gt;you would not treat her,&lt;br /&gt;As if u're her husband..&lt;br /&gt;Coz even her father don't treat her,&lt;br /&gt;Like the way u do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now dat girl,&lt;br /&gt;she is so sweet,&lt;br /&gt;so caring,&lt;br /&gt;and everything that every man would dream of..&lt;br /&gt;She has touched my heart,&lt;br /&gt;She'd even make it beat faster,&lt;br /&gt;and slower at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHe did wonders for me,&lt;br /&gt;Coz she place herself on a simple line,&lt;br /&gt;That is love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm gonna say this to you,&lt;br /&gt;As a man,&lt;br /&gt;If u ever ever treat her that way again,&lt;br /&gt;I swear dat Justice would come it's way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would not hit u,&lt;br /&gt;beat u,&lt;br /&gt;kill u,&lt;br /&gt;or even say a bad word to u..&lt;br /&gt;Coz hate is not my authority..&lt;br /&gt;and i choose to be peaceful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is almighty,and Fair,&lt;br /&gt;If u ever hurt me,or my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;I put my trust in God,&lt;br /&gt;To extend the Justice,&lt;br /&gt;that i deserve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is setting yourself free..&lt;br /&gt;So if u think u're doing the right think,&lt;br /&gt;think again,&lt;br /&gt;coz she suffocates under your tight grip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advise..&lt;br /&gt;Let her go,&lt;br /&gt;Let her make her own decision,&lt;br /&gt;Give her the freedom that u have stolen away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BE A MAN,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO THE RIGHT THING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never stolen anything,&lt;br /&gt;It's just that Fate let us meet,&lt;br /&gt;And surrenders her to a better man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u're not happy,&lt;br /&gt;I can't blame you..&lt;br /&gt;Coz u chose to surround yourself with hatred,&lt;br /&gt;and jealousy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you chose that way,&lt;br /&gt;so u live that way..&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame her..&lt;br /&gt;she's not at fault..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick &amp;amp; tired of the way u treat her..&lt;br /&gt;Coz nobody treats my Angel dat way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U think i stole her away from u?&lt;br /&gt;Okie,&lt;br /&gt;I'll help u..&lt;br /&gt;Go and make a report to the Police..&lt;br /&gt;And i swear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THEY ARE GONNA LAUGH THIER FACE OFF U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz u're actions are dumb,&lt;br /&gt;and imature..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY ADVISE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GET A LIFE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't just claim to be a man,&lt;br /&gt;Be a true,&lt;br /&gt;GENTLEMEN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have tosay..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for crushing my heart,&lt;br /&gt;and worst,&lt;br /&gt;Hers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115435147529728195?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115435147529728195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115435147529728195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115435147529728195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115435147529728195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/07/j.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115425755483670808</id><published>2006-07-31T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T19:19:35.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;An Everlasting Regret&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days remained cold &amp; lonely,&lt;br /&gt;And as i sat on the warm soil of Earth,&lt;br /&gt;I said to Myself,&lt;br /&gt;These Few Questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These &lt;em&gt;3 questions&lt;/em&gt; refer to &lt;em&gt;3 people&lt;/em&gt; in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;What If I Left&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;What If I Stayed&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;What If I had Never Left&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool wind brushes against my hair,&lt;br /&gt;The dark sinister clouds turns grey,&lt;br /&gt;ready to release it's heavy pounds of rain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Tears,&lt;br /&gt;are stored like a bag of clouds..&lt;br /&gt;Once we carn take it no longer,&lt;br /&gt;It will be released,&lt;br /&gt;pouring down all our heartful emotions,&lt;br /&gt;Happy,&lt;br /&gt;Sad,&lt;br /&gt;Joy,&lt;br /&gt;Pain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of these would be gone,&lt;br /&gt;making us feel better..&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;even though we have cried our hearts out,&lt;br /&gt;why do we still have this feeling of regrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this relates to my questions &amp;amp; doubts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What If I Left,&lt;br /&gt;-What If I Stayed,&lt;br /&gt;-What If I had never Left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What If I left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Will things get better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will things turn out cherrier without my presence?&lt;br /&gt;Will hearts be happy with my absence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems will be solved,&lt;br /&gt;Disputes will be over,&lt;br /&gt;Conflicts will end,&lt;br /&gt;Hatred will diffuse,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Happiness will Conquer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I do,&lt;br /&gt;What will happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;Who will take care of you?&lt;br /&gt;Who will put smiles &amp;amp; hopes,&lt;br /&gt;when u're feeling sad and down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will wipe your tears,&lt;br /&gt;And kill away all your fears,&lt;br /&gt;Throughout all your years,&lt;br /&gt;In your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can i be sure that he could replace me,&lt;br /&gt;and be a better guy that u could ever imagine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can he love you more than I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could he?&lt;br /&gt;Would he?&lt;br /&gt;Or should he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What If I Stayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You will be the Happiest Soul on Earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You will smiling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everyday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;until the day u perish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be here around you,&lt;br /&gt;surrounding you with warmth,&lt;br /&gt;and my everlasting care..&lt;br /&gt;My words will be your guidance,&lt;br /&gt;My presence will be your gift,&lt;br /&gt;My songs will be your inspirations,&lt;br /&gt;My existence,and yours,&lt;br /&gt;will be continued,&lt;br /&gt;with our children..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we do have children,&lt;br /&gt;I could look in their eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and see part of us,&lt;br /&gt;living inside them,&lt;br /&gt;When they laugh or smile,&lt;br /&gt;I remember the times,&lt;br /&gt;when we used to,&lt;br /&gt;during our younger days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough i'm angry,&lt;br /&gt;it will all go away,&lt;br /&gt;when my children makes mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;I see your love in thier eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and so i hold them in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;and share the love that we had,&lt;br /&gt;to them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would spend our entire lifetime together,&lt;br /&gt;till death do us part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But others would be angry,&lt;br /&gt;they would be jealous,&lt;br /&gt;they would forever hate us,&lt;br /&gt;and treat us very coldly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not care,&lt;br /&gt;coz it's u i think about,&lt;br /&gt;but what if someday i'm no longer here,&lt;br /&gt;what will happen to u,&lt;br /&gt;or worst to the kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hate,fear &amp;amp; jealousy will always be there..&lt;br /&gt;Harming us wherever we may go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What If I have Never left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Things will be the way it was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the way we had planned it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would be celebrating our Victory of 1year anniversary,&lt;br /&gt;I would still be holding u in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;And love u the way i always do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noone could replace me,&lt;br /&gt;and noone could take u away from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For i'm older,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be wiser,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your,&lt;br /&gt;Mentor,&lt;br /&gt;Lover,&lt;br /&gt;Teacher,&lt;br /&gt;And all the occupation u'd ever think of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz to me,&lt;br /&gt;Love only mentions one language..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life now wouldn't be sad,&lt;br /&gt;You would not have met those people..&lt;br /&gt;You would always have me to cling on,&lt;br /&gt;to solve your doubts when your brain shuts down,&lt;br /&gt;and give u hope when yr faith is lost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be a leader in your cca,&lt;br /&gt;along with my motivation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your family disputes would be over,&lt;br /&gt;coz i'm here to make them feel better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would still keep a best fren,&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy the happy times again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's all "what if",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has not happened,&lt;br /&gt;it's just an imagination..&lt;br /&gt;it's jst a dream,&lt;br /&gt;and remains here as a regret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking at all these problems,&lt;br /&gt;I felt it with my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt guilty,&lt;br /&gt;I felt useless..&lt;br /&gt;For not being the man I'm suppose to be..&lt;br /&gt;I should have done it,&lt;br /&gt;I know I could,&lt;br /&gt;I'm confident I would,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's all useless now..&lt;br /&gt;No point regretting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only cure for me,&lt;br /&gt;Is Hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could lose everything,&lt;br /&gt;money,girls or family,&lt;br /&gt;But it's hope that never stops believing,&lt;br /&gt;and that's the reason i should live..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then..&lt;br /&gt;Goobye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115425755483670808?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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/&gt;Saw Ms Sally with her short hair,&lt;br /&gt;and I have a new name for her,&lt;br /&gt;(Ms Mangkuk! wahaha)&lt;br /&gt;But she still looks lovely in dat hairstyle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OFA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was tremendously,&lt;br /&gt;amazingly,&lt;br /&gt;heavenly,&lt;br /&gt;BORING..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my..&lt;br /&gt;I really missed Ms Chua..&lt;br /&gt;Ms Chua,&lt;br /&gt;you were always there for me,&lt;br /&gt;no matter right or wrong,&lt;br /&gt;u always sang me a song,&lt;br /&gt;of hope,warmth &amp;amp; care..&lt;br /&gt;I really missed you..&lt;br /&gt;Plz do take care,&lt;br /&gt;in your life's journey..&lt;br /&gt;I'll always pray for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that Mrs Lim could replace Ms Chua,&lt;br /&gt;At least i could study better,&lt;br /&gt;And strive for better grades..&lt;br /&gt;She is still new though,&lt;br /&gt;let's give her time to fully,&lt;br /&gt;hatch out from her egg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All hopes are on you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lunch Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And here are the highlights of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the clock struck 1pm,&lt;br /&gt;We made our way down,&lt;br /&gt;To the ground,&lt;br /&gt;where skills are ignited,&lt;br /&gt;Where the spirit of soccer triumps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a group of boys playing,&lt;br /&gt;And our feets are so itchy,&lt;br /&gt;And we couldn't wait to whack the ball..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after tightening my Addidas Predator Shoe,&lt;br /&gt;I walked with hope &amp; fear,&lt;br /&gt;We will be in a competition somewhere in September,&lt;br /&gt;And we have to start training now,&lt;br /&gt;and here comes the test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were playing 5 a side..&lt;br /&gt;In my Team,&lt;br /&gt;here are the heroes..&lt;br /&gt;.Hafiz Bro&lt;br /&gt;.Aizat&lt;br /&gt;.Eric&lt;br /&gt;.Yazid&lt;br /&gt;.and Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were against a team of experience,&lt;br /&gt;some big big,&lt;br /&gt;and some were small small,&lt;br /&gt;And one of their players were superb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a chinese guy,&lt;br /&gt;he is damn fast,&lt;br /&gt;he reminds me of Park Ji Sung,&lt;br /&gt;of Manchester United..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on a losing end,&lt;br /&gt;The thread was about to tear,&lt;br /&gt;And i was filled with more fears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then,&lt;br /&gt;all my frenz were watching,&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't wanna disappoint them,&lt;br /&gt;so i snatched the ball,&lt;br /&gt;rolled past 1,&lt;br /&gt;dribbled past 2,&lt;br /&gt;Faked 3,&lt;br /&gt;and "Ole-d" the Keeper,&lt;br /&gt;and striking the ball like hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And making the first superb goal!&lt;br /&gt;I gave hope to my team,&lt;br /&gt;and i was proud,&lt;br /&gt;coz we all played really well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz&lt;br /&gt;was a good Captain,&lt;br /&gt;never failed to give commands,&lt;br /&gt;and become the backbone of the team..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aizat&lt;br /&gt;is the Libero of the squad,&lt;br /&gt;without him,&lt;br /&gt;the line of defence is gone,&lt;br /&gt;All our hopes lies on his hand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric&lt;br /&gt;The master of trickos,&lt;br /&gt;He never fails to produce a skill..&lt;br /&gt;His teamwork is like an iron fist,&lt;br /&gt;Communicates real well with others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yazid&lt;br /&gt;The lone striker of the team,&lt;br /&gt;The one who will finish the passes &amp;amp; crosses,&lt;br /&gt;The one who will turn the tide..&lt;br /&gt;And so,all chances he must not waste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer Hassaan&lt;br /&gt;I dunch noe what i'm good at,&lt;br /&gt;But i feel my strength lies,&lt;br /&gt;In assisting..&lt;br /&gt;I can dribble past any player that oppose me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i really look at my team,&lt;br /&gt;I'm really proud to have them,&lt;br /&gt;everyone is special in his or her own way..&lt;br /&gt;With such talents in our team,&lt;br /&gt;We are,going to make an impact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Man of the Match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And the man of the match,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because I played well,&lt;br /&gt;but something terrible happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A high ball was coming,&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to do a scissors kick,&lt;br /&gt;when suddenly i heard a sound,&lt;br /&gt;"krakk!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned,&lt;br /&gt;what was that?&lt;br /&gt;I then felt cool in my pants,&lt;br /&gt;it's like there was an air con blowing in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was the wind alright,&lt;br /&gt;And when i looked below,&lt;br /&gt;Oh my!&lt;br /&gt;I tore my pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hole was so big,&lt;br /&gt;that aizat could put his head in..&lt;br /&gt;But why did he do dat for?&lt;br /&gt;Is he gay?&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Fana&lt;/strong&gt; again,&lt;br /&gt;for getting me the shorts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you were always there for me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically,&lt;br /&gt;Datz all I have to say for the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are words from me to My loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ilah&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;A real man,&lt;br /&gt;would treasure a woman's feeling.&lt;br /&gt;He considers them fragile,&lt;br /&gt;And gives his heart in taking care of it.&lt;br /&gt;So if there's a manwho makes you cry,&lt;br /&gt;He's not even a man to begin with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Fan&lt;/span&gt;a,(Nani)&lt;br /&gt;To sacrifice,&lt;br /&gt;takes great patience &amp; strength,&lt;br /&gt;These qualities will be your motivation,&lt;br /&gt;throughout your journey..&lt;br /&gt;But always remember,&lt;br /&gt;The greatest gift,&lt;br /&gt;that God ever gave us,&lt;br /&gt;Is the ability to make decisions..&lt;br /&gt;Make full use of dat freedom,&lt;br /&gt;And u will unlock your destiny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;AYn&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Pls do take care of yourself,&lt;br /&gt;u have been gone for some times,&lt;br /&gt;and at times,&lt;br /&gt;i thought that you were kidnapped..&lt;br /&gt;I would not want to see u on Tv,&lt;br /&gt;In the next serials of "Missing",&lt;br /&gt;okie?haha..&lt;br /&gt;Remember,&lt;br /&gt;i'm always here for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Fatin Hanani&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;One day I woke up,&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my hp,&lt;br /&gt;And i saw yr messages,&lt;br /&gt;we started communication,&lt;br /&gt;and came back to where we went missing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;may just be an organ,&lt;br /&gt;that pumps blood all around the body,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't stop there,&lt;br /&gt;COz it also pumps,&lt;br /&gt;Hope,Strength &amp;amp; Patience,&lt;br /&gt;all over us,&lt;br /&gt;And that make it the strongest muscle,&lt;br /&gt;ever..&lt;br /&gt;Use dat strength wisely,&lt;br /&gt;u can do it..&lt;br /&gt;I have faith in you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gd Night Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115383916488294982?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115383916488294982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>Helluu Readers!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today is Monday,&lt;br /&gt;The first day of skool..&lt;br /&gt;Gosh,it has been 3 weeks of holiday,&lt;br /&gt;and i gotta admit,&lt;br /&gt;I really do &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up kinda late,&lt;br /&gt;but managed to hurry through to skool.&lt;br /&gt;20min journey to skool,&lt;br /&gt;And first lesson,&lt;br /&gt;was Physical Ed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone played badminton,&lt;br /&gt;as usual..&lt;br /&gt;And had a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; of a time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha,&lt;br /&gt;And as always,&lt;br /&gt;The conflict between &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aizat&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ameer&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;collides and remains unsettled..&lt;br /&gt;Always tried to win each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best man always wins,&lt;br /&gt;and datz me..haha..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,it doesn't matter,&lt;br /&gt;for in our heart lies happiness,&lt;br /&gt;and that makes time worthwhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were normal,&lt;br /&gt;and oh god,&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sally &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cut&lt;/span&gt; her hair,&lt;br /&gt;It was super-duper short..&lt;br /&gt;But she looked &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;younger &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;now datz my teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For OFA,&lt;br /&gt;No more &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ms Chua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's gone..&lt;br /&gt;ANd is replaced by Mrs Lim,&lt;br /&gt;a married &amp; old teacher..&lt;br /&gt;oh well..carn complain much can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ms Chua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I missed you so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Since you were gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;pls come back to skool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;A good news came by,&lt;br /&gt;We're selected to represent our skool,&lt;br /&gt;FOr a &lt;strong&gt;Futsal Competition&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;yeah,it'z on &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;5th September&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;An inter-skool competition..&lt;br /&gt;(soccer if u dun get what i mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10 heroes&lt;/span&gt; r,&lt;br /&gt;1-Hasyim&lt;br /&gt;2-Hafiz&lt;br /&gt;3-Hafiz Jab&lt;br /&gt;4-Eric&lt;br /&gt;5-Yazid&lt;br /&gt;6-Aizat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ameer Hassaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-Koh Wee&lt;br /&gt;9-Fendi&lt;br /&gt;10-Misha(The Last Female Standing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish us all the best,&lt;br /&gt;To make the school proud,&lt;br /&gt;remember,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;your prayers are my motivation&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school,&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at KFC,&lt;br /&gt;along with Handicapps &amp;amp; Sluts Inc,&lt;br /&gt;Aizat &amp; I were catching up on old times,&lt;br /&gt;and talked mostly about aLiens v.s Predator..&lt;br /&gt;what to do,crap it is,&lt;br /&gt;but talking crap is my hobby,&lt;br /&gt;and dat is what i missed doing most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after Lunch,&lt;br /&gt;we discussed about the band..&lt;br /&gt;Currently,&lt;br /&gt;Dere's only 3 of us,&lt;br /&gt;Me,Yazid &amp;amp; Eric..&lt;br /&gt;Though we may have performed,&lt;br /&gt;And have the experience,&lt;br /&gt;It is still &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;not enough&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;so today i made a difference,&lt;br /&gt;To shape out the&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; foundation&lt;/span&gt; of the band..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much discussion,&lt;br /&gt;We came out with the verdict..&lt;br /&gt;There are now 7 members in the band..&lt;br /&gt;Here are the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;7 heroes&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aizat, (Lead Vocalist)&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz, (Drummer)&lt;br /&gt;Yazid, (Lead Guitarist)&lt;br /&gt;Eric, (Rhythm Guitarist)&lt;br /&gt;Fendi, (Bassisst)&lt;br /&gt;Hasyim, (Trumpet,back-up Vocalist)&lt;br /&gt;and me, (Pianist &amp; Violinist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yazid's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hope &amp;amp;dreams,&lt;br /&gt;To quote,&lt;br /&gt;It's almost every teenager's dream to have a band,&lt;br /&gt;have their own gigs,&lt;br /&gt;and make their &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first album&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,be it demo or real..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking a step Further,&lt;br /&gt;To make this dreams alive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coz your dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;are your unborned future..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If you give it a try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It will come out alive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yazid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My bro,&lt;br /&gt;I heard your wishes the other night,&lt;br /&gt;And trust me,&lt;br /&gt;with my talent and will,&lt;br /&gt;I will make your dreams alive..&lt;br /&gt;Coz u're a very special bro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U're a great guy &amp;amp; wise person,&lt;br /&gt;U're like my elder,&lt;br /&gt;And I won't &lt;em&gt;disappoint&lt;/em&gt; you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I promise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datz all I got for now,&lt;br /&gt;To all readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Never fear to showcase yr abilities,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For if you do&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It will remain hidden,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and without any chance to prevail&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So let them go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Coz who knows&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;they might bring you to greater standard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;of life&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CAn you think of a band name for us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115373097456599745?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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to endure 15 punches,&lt;br /&gt;Dat's my present for you this year,&lt;br /&gt;erm..perhaps every year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Song Is "Hips Don't Lie" by SHakira,&lt;br /&gt;Haha..I dedicate it to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;Today goes to her,&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna tell a story about her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie,&lt;br /&gt;She was borned on 1991,&lt;br /&gt;2 years after i was borned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the youngest at that point,&lt;br /&gt;Apart of being the only son,&lt;br /&gt;I received all the love in the world,&lt;br /&gt;I was like the Prince in the family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly,&lt;br /&gt;this sister of mine had to come,&lt;br /&gt;and stole most of what i have,&lt;br /&gt;away from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is channelled to her,&lt;br /&gt;but what to do,&lt;br /&gt;you have to give in as an elder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a very sporty girl,&lt;br /&gt;loves being under the sun so much,&lt;br /&gt;(that's why she is so dark)&lt;br /&gt;SHe is intellectually very smart,&lt;br /&gt;confident &amp;amp; rough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHe was like a tomboy in Primary school,&lt;br /&gt;And she is a real damn sore loser,&lt;br /&gt;I remembered whenever i beat her in a game,&lt;br /&gt;She would throw my ps controller away,&lt;br /&gt;haha..and we always get into fights,&lt;br /&gt;(and i'll always win)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But luckily,&lt;br /&gt;she does like guys,&lt;br /&gt;From tomboy to a more lady-like character,&lt;br /&gt;(but i still wish she could wear a skirt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is daddy's &amp; grandad's favourite..&lt;br /&gt;(of course,they r all black,wahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;and she is th type which you can't trust,&lt;br /&gt;and if i wanna rob a bank,&lt;br /&gt;i can't ask her,&lt;br /&gt;coz she will tell da police herself,&lt;br /&gt;and get me into trouble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today she is 15..&lt;br /&gt;More mature i'll say,&lt;br /&gt;i'm proud that u made it this far,&lt;br /&gt;So spread yr wings &amp;amp; fly away..&lt;br /&gt;Rmb,&lt;br /&gt;The future belongs to those,&lt;br /&gt;who believe in the beauty of their dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My Wishes &amp;amp; Aspirations For You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(all these below is what i have learned)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Choose the correct boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;2) Study hard,Make it to J.C,&lt;br /&gt;3) Excel In Ncc,At least be a Staff Sergeant,&lt;br /&gt;4) DOn't be a doink at home,stop disturbing Nana&lt;br /&gt;5) Pls use the phone wisely,don't talk,&lt;br /&gt;as if there's no tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;6) Though i'm yr bro,i'm not yr maid..rmb dat!!&lt;br /&gt;7) Be Happy,always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;that's all i have for you..&lt;br /&gt;Gd Luck Ira in your life..&lt;br /&gt;I'm always here,haha,&lt;br /&gt;if u need me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Does she look like me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115354148533937757?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115354148533937757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115354148533937757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115354148533937757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115354148533937757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-to-my-second-youngest.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115349598527385832</id><published>2006-07-22T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T01:39:27.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day Ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helluu People...!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back,&lt;br /&gt;After an Exciting &amp; Awesome Day..&lt;br /&gt;And here i am sitting in front of the computer,&lt;br /&gt;ready to let my heart out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First News,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed my blogskin..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks To Fana on Her Feedback,&lt;br /&gt;I think the old one is plain,&lt;br /&gt;with everything black &amp;amp; white..&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I'm a dead person there,&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to add more colours to it,&lt;br /&gt;Coz colours show brightness in our pictures,&lt;br /&gt;and that,&lt;br /&gt;brings our moments to life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Song is called, "Dancing In The Moonlight",&lt;br /&gt;I chose this song becoz it's displays Happiness,&lt;br /&gt;And it goes along well with the layout of my skin..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to ayn for your comments,&lt;br /&gt;I hope this song will no longer make you cry,aight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2nd News,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ncc Training was great!&lt;br /&gt;I came back to skool,&lt;br /&gt;as I would every Friday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time i wasn't alone,&lt;br /&gt;Azril was there,&lt;br /&gt;Whew i'd say,&lt;br /&gt;Coz i have been alone 4 the past trainings,&lt;br /&gt;And never again I will be in the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun,&lt;br /&gt;Drills,P.T and Talk-Cock-Session(TCS)&lt;br /&gt;I love Ncc Training so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz i'm able to make a difference,&lt;br /&gt;And reach out for those in need..&lt;br /&gt;ANd I have to thank Ncc,&lt;br /&gt;For making the Man I am Today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PArt A's rock,&lt;br /&gt;But The Best Part is,&lt;br /&gt;definitely,&lt;br /&gt;The PArt B's..&lt;br /&gt;(Coz u are trained by me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U guys are so sporting,&lt;br /&gt;and without you,&lt;br /&gt;there will be no life in my uniform,&lt;br /&gt;that i am wearing..&lt;br /&gt;The cadets makes me alive..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3rd News,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna use this moment,&lt;br /&gt;To thank,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yazid,&lt;br /&gt;Nurimah,&lt;br /&gt;Aslynda,&lt;br /&gt;Ayn,&lt;br /&gt;Dyana,&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz My Bro,&lt;br /&gt;Ilah,&lt;br /&gt;Fana,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Niszah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for showing me so much care,&lt;br /&gt;when i was feeling so down yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;there's no place to get u,&lt;br /&gt;and datz something,&lt;br /&gt;dat,&lt;br /&gt;NTUC,&lt;br /&gt;GIANT,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; all other shops could not sell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's "Friendship"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,yeah,&lt;br /&gt;that's right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;My frenz helped me by doing something simple,&lt;br /&gt;And Tomorrow,the day after &amp;amp; Forever,&lt;br /&gt;I will in return do my part,&lt;br /&gt;To help them whenever they're in need..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Guyz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4th News,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing somebody,&lt;br /&gt;SOmehow I could only hear her voice,&lt;br /&gt;Behind those clouds up above..&lt;br /&gt;when will the clouds part?&lt;br /&gt;so that this feeling will go away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed everything bout her,&lt;br /&gt;When she calls my name,&lt;br /&gt;When she taps me on my back,&lt;br /&gt;When she laughs,When she smiles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way she talk,&lt;br /&gt;The way she walks,&lt;br /&gt;The way she laughs when i wear wrong socks,&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed everything bout it..&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see you again..&lt;br /&gt;Take care Nani..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have blogged bout today..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tmr will be going out,&lt;br /&gt;dunch noe where,&lt;br /&gt;but i'll just follow wherever my heart would lead me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those reading my blog,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for caring,&lt;br /&gt;To My Ite Frenz,&lt;br /&gt;-The Handicapps&lt;br /&gt;-Sluts Inc.&lt;br /&gt;-Joyah Club,&lt;br /&gt;I Miss u so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Pls take care of yourself,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll see u guys on Monday..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys..Letz prepare for soccer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Then,&lt;br /&gt;Gd Nyte To all of Yar..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115349598527385832?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115349598527385832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115349598527385832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115349598527385832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115349598527385832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-day-ahead.html' title='A New Day Ahead'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115340817442459685</id><published>2006-07-21T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T23:11:08.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;When I cared too much..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight,&lt;br /&gt;I went back home feeling down&lt;br /&gt;When i looked up,&lt;br /&gt;The stars were gone,&lt;br /&gt;When i tried looking for the moon,&lt;br /&gt;it was there,&lt;br /&gt;but it glowed helplessly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain swells on my heart,&lt;br /&gt;It's been long since i felt this way&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is so painful,it's like suicide..&lt;br /&gt;I carn help the agony and worries that my heart contains..&lt;br /&gt;Until when will this go on,&lt;br /&gt;When will it finally stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at myself in the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;i stared at every angle of my face,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes,&lt;br /&gt;My cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;My Nose,&lt;br /&gt;My Ears,&lt;br /&gt;My hair,&lt;br /&gt;and almost everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated myself,&lt;br /&gt;I hated for who i really am..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Why do i have to suffer this way?&lt;br /&gt;Why do i receive pain,&lt;br /&gt;when my heart starts sincerely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &amp; think..&lt;br /&gt;There must be an explanation for this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life quote,&lt;br /&gt;was to Make a difference,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how big or small,&lt;br /&gt;far or near,&lt;br /&gt;I will accomplish it..&lt;br /&gt;Coz my heart is sincere,&lt;br /&gt;And i wished to make the world a better place to live in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;After all the hardships I have done,&lt;br /&gt;was it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;Was it worth my every single sweat and efforts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i meet new people,&lt;br /&gt;And different people have different mindsets,&lt;br /&gt;And that i understand mostly..&lt;br /&gt;That's why to overcome it,&lt;br /&gt;I placed in patience and sincerity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday &amp;amp; Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I'll make things work,&lt;br /&gt;Big or small,&lt;br /&gt;Far or Near,&lt;br /&gt;I'll try my best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tonight,&lt;br /&gt;I really feel down,&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you really want from me?&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;What?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's dat u're nt happy with?&lt;br /&gt;Do u want money?&lt;br /&gt;Do u want love?&lt;br /&gt;Do u want fame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do u treat me differently?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's great,&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes you placed me in troubled waters,&lt;br /&gt;when in fact,&lt;br /&gt;i am really innocent?&lt;br /&gt;why do u have to blame me for things i didn't do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my efforts in you,&lt;br /&gt;But u drained it away..&lt;br /&gt;Coz in the end,&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't really matter now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hate,&lt;br /&gt;but I chose not to,&lt;br /&gt;Coz hate is not an authority to me,&lt;br /&gt;I have no right to hate..&lt;br /&gt;Datz why i chose to love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guessed,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes my gratitude is mistaken for something more..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes to your eyes it's hope,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes to your heart is love,&lt;br /&gt;that's why u expect much from me..&lt;br /&gt;isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not cry,&lt;br /&gt;But behind these eyes i do..&lt;br /&gt;The tears doesn't rolled out,&lt;br /&gt;Instead,it rolled in,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is crying..&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see that?&lt;br /&gt;Can't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you blind?&lt;br /&gt;What are you actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of you,&lt;br /&gt;my heart is broken..&lt;br /&gt;a million thanks i'd give yar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my heart is broken,&lt;br /&gt;what can u do for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's not worth it..&lt;br /&gt;at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry For my Painful words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm killing my pain away..&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115340817442459685?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115337383988070670</id><published>2006-07-21T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T13:37:19.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Day Ahead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is up,&lt;br /&gt;but it looks so down..&lt;br /&gt;Though it shines brightly,&lt;br /&gt;the clouds seems so cloudy,&lt;br /&gt;Rain or shine I may not see,&lt;br /&gt;Coz God has planned it all,&lt;br /&gt;It is meant to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up as the sun rised,&lt;br /&gt;but I never slept when it sets,&lt;br /&gt;Though my days move on so quickly,&lt;br /&gt;My heart slows,it misses somebody,&lt;br /&gt;And Rain or Shine I may not see,&lt;br /&gt;Coz God has planned it all,&lt;br /&gt;It is meant to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th July,the date of today&lt;br /&gt;here I am typing,with not much to say..&lt;br /&gt;Ncc Camp Feast has juz ended,&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm washing my uniform,&lt;br /&gt;which is covered in dirt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Camp was fun,the camp was amazing,&lt;br /&gt;2 days 1 night,it seems so thrilling,&lt;br /&gt;I met 34 new faces,&lt;br /&gt;with all from different races,&lt;br /&gt;And I had a partner to aid,&lt;br /&gt;and he was wearing braces..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Guys,&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from the outback..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long-winded poems..&lt;br /&gt;I guessed I was carried away,&lt;br /&gt;by the waves of emotions,&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I tapped my head,&lt;br /&gt;if not i would have been dead,&lt;br /&gt;in an emo state..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp Feast,&lt;br /&gt;17-18 July 2006..&lt;br /&gt;It will be my second Camp feast as a CLT..&lt;br /&gt;After this there will be none,&lt;br /&gt;And i have to wait,&lt;br /&gt;For the very next one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time,&lt;br /&gt;the group of people changed,&lt;br /&gt;Camp Feast 1 and 2 was different,&lt;br /&gt;some people were not here,&lt;br /&gt;and some new faces came..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part was,&lt;br /&gt;The camp will be aided by Land and Sea Clt's..&lt;br /&gt;Due to shortage of Manpower of Air CLt's..&lt;br /&gt;I feel kinda sad,Coz We used to be so united,&lt;br /&gt;But when skool came,&lt;br /&gt;some came,and some had to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*To all Air Cadet Lieutenants,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Your presence is greatly appreciated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Forget not our pledge that we took,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  For if you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  You'll be breaking only what you have preached..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Pls come back home.. &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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But the camp committee were made up of wonderful people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were old frenz,&lt;br /&gt;Haikal,&lt;br /&gt;Sahibu,&lt;br /&gt;Rahim,&lt;br /&gt;Murdanny,&lt;br /&gt;Darren,&lt;br /&gt;Suryana,&lt;br /&gt;Mirza,&lt;br /&gt;Vicknesh,&lt;br /&gt;Alvin,&lt;br /&gt;and more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were new frenz,&lt;br /&gt;Shazeli,(ite clementi fren)&lt;br /&gt;Farit,(Airborne Diver)&lt;br /&gt;Suhaimi,(soccer talent)&lt;br /&gt;Aisyah,(Former Primary School fwen)&lt;br /&gt;Azfar,(braces guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the new guys,&lt;br /&gt;You people rawk the camp..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your help &amp; motivation,&lt;br /&gt;God must have loved us,&lt;br /&gt;Datz why he let us meet,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the moments,&lt;br /&gt;you'll have a place in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;The camp went well,&lt;br /&gt;All were sec2,&lt;br /&gt;Most were childish,&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't care,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted them to have fun,&lt;br /&gt;And datz an order,&lt;br /&gt;from me..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been days since i went online,&lt;br /&gt;so i went to my fwenz blog,&lt;br /&gt;and read about their everyday life,&lt;br /&gt;And now,will be a time,&lt;br /&gt;for me to "Do them A Favour"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my brother,&lt;br /&gt;who is known as Doctor Pandi&lt;br /&gt;Here is a prescription for you,&lt;br /&gt;From me,Doctor May Gay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey my bro,&lt;br /&gt;dun feel upset about what you have done,&lt;br /&gt;it'z not a mistake,&lt;br /&gt;and dun ever regret..&lt;br /&gt;Just look at yourself today,&lt;br /&gt;you have made so many fwenz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad u were welcomed by me  &amp; eric,&lt;br /&gt;Coz when the first time i met u,&lt;br /&gt;u were sitting alone,&lt;br /&gt;And after the second time i met u,&lt;br /&gt;u told me u were from pasir ris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i look at your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;there were lonliness and fears,&lt;br /&gt;And from dat moment onwards,&lt;br /&gt;Throughout your stay,for 2 years,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna wipe those lonliness away,&lt;br /&gt;and make u feel home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hope i had done what i must,&lt;br /&gt;and when the period u were so close to sluts,&lt;br /&gt;i didn't feel mad,&lt;br /&gt;instead,i felt happy,&lt;br /&gt;coz u were laughing out so loud,&lt;br /&gt;until your tears rolled down yr cheek..&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad i did the opening and welcoming,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember,&lt;br /&gt;we humans always have the strongest power,&lt;br /&gt;and that,&lt;br /&gt;is the power of making decisions,&lt;br /&gt;and dats basically the best freedom we can ever have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel bad bro,&lt;br /&gt;Just rmb,&lt;br /&gt;there is a guy who live in the west,&lt;br /&gt;who cares,&lt;br /&gt;and regards you as his bro..&lt;br /&gt;rmb dat,&lt;br /&gt;always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*By the way,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not being gay okie..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is running out,&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some more later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is hot,&lt;br /&gt;and plz take care of yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Some say love makes you weak from vulnerability,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; I say love makes you strong from surviving the fires of passion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115305028562529457</id><published>2006-07-16T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T19:44:45.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Day With Titans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; Message Received:&lt;br /&gt;Sender: Maya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be a Titans gathering on Saturday, 6.30pm at City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;Pls come to pay for your titans tshirt,&lt;br /&gt;And spend the night for a whole exciting event..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;there was another Titans gathering,&lt;br /&gt;yes,and it has been a very2 long time..&lt;br /&gt;Since i last met them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only Titans i met was adi padi,&lt;br /&gt;Dat too when I was on the way home from chalet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,it was a time to catch up wif everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.m,&lt;br /&gt;Gerry,&lt;br /&gt;Maya,&lt;br /&gt;Lester,&lt;br /&gt;Chin Wu,&lt;br /&gt;Zulfadhli,&lt;br /&gt;Hamka &amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dearie&lt;/em&gt; was there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;after meeting up,&lt;br /&gt;and btw,&lt;br /&gt;she was late,&lt;br /&gt;I reached at 6pm,and she, 6.20pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't matter now,&lt;br /&gt;when i saw her,&lt;br /&gt;it vanquish all the thoughts away,&lt;br /&gt;just like the soap product,Vanish Power 02,&lt;br /&gt;It does work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had our meal at Peninsula Plaza,&lt;br /&gt;As usual at Burger King,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted Komalas but looking at their faces,&lt;br /&gt;I just laughed..It's alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lotsa fun,&lt;br /&gt;asking here and there..&lt;br /&gt;My J.c fwenz failed their semester,&lt;br /&gt;while my poly fwenz were deadly stressed..&lt;br /&gt;haha..maybe it was a blessing in disguise for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are skooling and i'm having my holidays now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after 1 hour,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go esplanade,&lt;br /&gt;to watch the baybeat concert..&lt;br /&gt;I dunch noe what the heck is dat,&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't matter,&lt;br /&gt;Their company is what i adore most..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching,&lt;br /&gt;We met Faris,&lt;br /&gt;Now faris is really a great guy,&lt;br /&gt;He has just completed his airbourne course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now In Ncc,&lt;br /&gt;Airbourne is a very prestigious course,&lt;br /&gt;U have to train for 1 month,&lt;br /&gt;and bear in mind,&lt;br /&gt;That they will wear you out like tires,&lt;br /&gt;and give u a hell's training,&lt;br /&gt;And you will have to jump out from various aircrafts,&lt;br /&gt;at about 60,000 feet..&lt;br /&gt;just to earn the wing on your chest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm proud that one of my buddy made it..&lt;br /&gt;Mine will be next year..Pray hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,Niszah &amp;amp; I went off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised her that I would send her home,&lt;br /&gt;And i wanted to spend some time with her..&lt;br /&gt;It has been four long months since i last saw her,&lt;br /&gt;And i couldn't take it no longer,&lt;br /&gt;But after looking at her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I felt better,and calm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the way back to Pasir Ris,&lt;br /&gt;We catch upon our old times,&lt;br /&gt;ask about the past &amp; the present..&lt;br /&gt;The future?hehe..&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to build up on my courage to even think bout dat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it was a 26min trip,&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed it..&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time i sent her home..&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching pasir ris,&lt;br /&gt;she as usual wanted to get her ice cream,&lt;br /&gt;and so it is then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dat night,&lt;br /&gt;the moon was full,&lt;br /&gt;and it was shining brightly on us..&lt;br /&gt;it's like leading the way home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part was,&lt;br /&gt;I managed to go through the places she did everyday,&lt;br /&gt;Dat time i was absent,&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna make a difference,&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna miss a thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So we walked in the park,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Passed through the playground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Smiled past the quarry,(which i thought was a swimming pool)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And finally crossed the bridge,with her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about her life,&lt;br /&gt;Her skool &amp;amp; stuff..&lt;br /&gt;It was like sending a princess home..&lt;br /&gt;And she was like cinderella..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 15 min of walking,&lt;br /&gt;We finally reached her flat..&lt;br /&gt;It was a scary way there,&lt;br /&gt;i bet she was more brave then me..&lt;br /&gt;Then,she left,&lt;br /&gt;and said goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks for sending me.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled,&lt;br /&gt;and walked to the bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down,&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the sky,&lt;br /&gt;The moon was shining at me,&lt;br /&gt;But somehow my heart was not ryte,&lt;br /&gt;It felt bad,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't explain it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the next time i meet her is about 4 months away?&lt;br /&gt;Do i still wanna come and go,&lt;br /&gt;And actually never really there for her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These questions started a whirlpool in my head..&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;at the end of it all..&lt;br /&gt;I knew,&lt;br /&gt;I was missing her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then msged me,&lt;br /&gt;We finally could discuss bout the future..&lt;br /&gt;though things could be hard,&lt;br /&gt;We knew we could work together to achieve our dreams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I knew,&lt;br /&gt;Hope was there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the greatest Best Friend that God could ever give me,&lt;br /&gt;And i appreciate it,&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna miss a thing anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I dun wan Regret as a companion no more,&lt;br /&gt;I wana follow my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And dat is never fail to make u smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still come and go,&lt;br /&gt;I came in your life last december,&lt;br /&gt;And i'll go,&lt;br /&gt;When my time is up,&lt;br /&gt;when It's time for me to leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it,&lt;br /&gt;For you,I will,&lt;br /&gt;Take care..&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115303161850227669</id><published>2006-07-16T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T17:42:58.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Chalet,To Remember&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand nights I lived in Fear,&lt;br /&gt;But no no longer,&lt;br /&gt;As she wiped away My Tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEy Ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'z been kinda a long time since i updated,&lt;br /&gt;and some girls been asking to update,&lt;br /&gt;and Fana,here i'll go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st Day of chalet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Met Fana,Aizat,Hafiz,Wani &amp; Ayn,&lt;br /&gt;and made our 1 hour trip all the way to the east..&lt;br /&gt;Pasir Ris was our destination,&lt;br /&gt;and along the way,&lt;br /&gt;had some fun,laughed here and there,&lt;br /&gt;ad disturbed the small girl who slept,&lt;br /&gt;with mouth wide open..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to catch the Shuttle Bus at 3.15,&lt;br /&gt;But we missed it,&lt;br /&gt;And the next bus is one hour from there..&lt;br /&gt;But we improvised,&lt;br /&gt;Some ate lunch at Mcs,&lt;br /&gt;While Me,Rico &amp;amp; Sir Aizat took a cheaper meal,&lt;br /&gt;at Old Chang Kee..&lt;br /&gt;They served good food..But can never beat the army's!&lt;br /&gt;Army All The Way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Yazid and Tunku Hasyim..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't noe why,but i kinda mixed up his name to Hisyam..&lt;br /&gt;SO guys,which is better?&lt;br /&gt;1) Hasyimah Hashim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Hisyam Hashim?&lt;br /&gt;Your votes,u decide..&lt;br /&gt;why am i speaking like Gurmit?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;all set and ready,&lt;br /&gt;went to take the bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching,&lt;br /&gt;we were all captivated by the beauty of the villa..&lt;br /&gt;My,i thought it was just a small place like downtown east,&lt;br /&gt;but this year,it was different..&lt;br /&gt;So 4 1/2 years of waiting brings gd reward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after settling admin stuff,&lt;br /&gt;the sluts + ayn + ilah,&lt;br /&gt;went for a heroic swim,&lt;br /&gt;while the handicapps,&lt;br /&gt;played our all time favourite,&lt;br /&gt;"soccer"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Raj,Koh wee &amp; Hafiz joined,&lt;br /&gt;Making the game more challenging..&lt;br /&gt;Yazid displayed gd skills,&lt;br /&gt;And Koh wee was the defender of the day..&lt;br /&gt;Aizat took off his shirt and tied around his head,&lt;br /&gt;tell me..it's either he looked like,&lt;br /&gt;1) Bangla worker&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;2) A Pirate, (Lost From The Carribean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..aniwaes,&lt;br /&gt;had a heaven time of my life,&lt;br /&gt;as soon as the sun sets,&lt;br /&gt;The barbecue started,&lt;br /&gt;And i wanna use this moment to thank,&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SHak&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;for helping to start the fire..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years plus in Ncc and the thing i could never do,&lt;br /&gt;was to set up a fire..&lt;br /&gt;That was a good job guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful time,&lt;br /&gt;Ayu came wif her guy,and his fren,&lt;br /&gt;Fendi introduced to me his best friends,&lt;br /&gt;The girl was like an angel man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after about 10pm,&lt;br /&gt;the place was quiet,&lt;br /&gt;we all listened to the sole of the calm,&lt;br /&gt;dance music..oh my..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chinese clan went home,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why,&lt;br /&gt;But Koh Wee and Angie were so lucky,&lt;br /&gt;They paid $20 bucks each,&lt;br /&gt;but in the end,&lt;br /&gt;they had the whole villa to themselves..&lt;br /&gt;and i mean it..&lt;br /&gt;It's like heaven drop money from the sky for them..&lt;br /&gt;lucky them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at about &lt;strong&gt;1am&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;ilah came wif her group of "budak lepaks"&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda shocked by her fwens,&lt;br /&gt;they way they looked,their personality,&lt;br /&gt;And ilah actually lepak wif them,&lt;br /&gt;kinda feel sad for her,&lt;br /&gt;But in my heart i never fail to understand,&lt;br /&gt;and dats what makes me positive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At 2am&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;With the guidance of Timon and Hyqel,&lt;br /&gt;we all proceeded for night walk,&lt;br /&gt;from aloha,to the maze of Pasir Ris,&lt;br /&gt;Some didn't want to,&lt;br /&gt;but in the end,&lt;br /&gt;One for all,all for one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the intensive turn and turn round the maze,&lt;br /&gt;we all chilled at the bright place,&lt;br /&gt;where Yazid and I called it,&lt;br /&gt;"The Wizard of Oz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We split in 2 groups,&lt;br /&gt;Handicapps and Sluts,&lt;br /&gt;Okie,half handi and half sluts i'll say,&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about weird army stories,&lt;br /&gt;when suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;Fana stood up and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can we go back,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was so panicked,and in her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;i saw fear,&lt;br /&gt;i saw tears,&lt;br /&gt;and i knew something was wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyqel looked different,&lt;br /&gt;i knew he saw something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all marched home together,&lt;br /&gt;closed together,&lt;br /&gt;as if we are like the atoms of a solid compound,&lt;br /&gt;we were like sardines,&lt;br /&gt;all of us knew that something was just not right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the rule was,&lt;br /&gt;No talking,until we reached the doors of chalet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached,&lt;br /&gt;one by one started to pour in their fears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing was,&lt;br /&gt;fana's group heard the pontianak's laughter,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe her calm and soothing voice,&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand,&lt;br /&gt;my group heard nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we were on the way back,&lt;br /&gt;at the park,&lt;br /&gt;all of them smelt flowers,&lt;br /&gt;The scene of Lavender,&lt;br /&gt;it was so sweet,&lt;br /&gt;they can feel it,&lt;br /&gt;and they also hear her voice,&lt;br /&gt;following us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was what freaked us out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all were so scared that they slept in the living room,&lt;br /&gt;boy or girl,&lt;br /&gt;they don't care..&lt;br /&gt;as long as they are lotsa peeps,&lt;br /&gt;they didn't mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so thinking bout it,&lt;br /&gt;but i knew noone could understand my ability,&lt;br /&gt;and so,&lt;br /&gt;i kept quiet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;i was too hungry for the ghostly encounter,&lt;br /&gt;so me,yazid &amp;amp; syim cooked maggi,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to is,&lt;br /&gt;and had a chicken maggi,&lt;br /&gt;mixed with chilli,soya,oyster,&lt;br /&gt;and all the crap we placed in..&lt;br /&gt;which resulted in,&lt;br /&gt;=me shiiting early in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was normal,&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing was,&lt;br /&gt;Aizat had to leave,&lt;br /&gt;and also me,&lt;br /&gt;coz i had malay oral..&lt;br /&gt;we said goodbyes at 10.50am,&lt;br /&gt;and turned our backs on Aloha..&lt;br /&gt;And Aizat told me,&lt;br /&gt;it was the best damn chalet he had ever experienced..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Aizat was there to accompany me,&lt;br /&gt;for the one hour trip back to the west..&lt;br /&gt;Along the way,&lt;br /&gt;We talked bout girls and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;And soon after,&lt;br /&gt;I dozed off..&lt;br /&gt;Aizat woked me up when we reached J.E,&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to said goodbye to him..&lt;br /&gt;Ireally miss him..&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;there's a bond that connects us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home,&lt;br /&gt;the first thing i did,&lt;br /&gt;was to unleash all my tummy aches,&lt;br /&gt;and then,to finish up what mum cooked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rested for 10min,&lt;br /&gt;and changed..&lt;br /&gt;i prepared myself for the oral,&lt;br /&gt;and went to teck whye sec..&lt;br /&gt;I met Nor &amp; Fairoz,&lt;br /&gt;Later met Hazraq,&lt;br /&gt;and talked bout his music journey and all the crap..&lt;br /&gt;I was nervous,&lt;br /&gt;But my confidence saved me,&lt;br /&gt;and it all went well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as the oral was over,&lt;br /&gt;i made my way back to the east,&lt;br /&gt;i really missed them,&lt;br /&gt;i knew i had to go back..&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't wait to see their faces,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handicapps,&lt;br /&gt;Sluts,&lt;br /&gt;and the rest..&lt;br /&gt;I felt at home with them..&lt;br /&gt;Coz we're already bonded with them,&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;I consider them,&lt;br /&gt;My Family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;For the one hour trip,&lt;br /&gt;I had someone to accompany me,&lt;br /&gt;And dat was ayn!&lt;br /&gt;she msged me on the way to the west,&lt;br /&gt;and also back to the east,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for keeping me company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached Pasir Ris at 4.30pm,&lt;br /&gt;i missed the bus by 15min,&lt;br /&gt;and the next bus is at 5.45 pm..&lt;br /&gt;I gotta wait for about 1 hour,&lt;br /&gt;I dun like to wait,&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to walk there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be,&lt;br /&gt;it may be long,&lt;br /&gt;but i dun mind..&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to feel the wind,&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to walk the road she walk,&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to cross the bridge she does everyday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz i dun wanna miss a thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i walked,&lt;br /&gt;i walked past the park,&lt;br /&gt;it was lovely,&lt;br /&gt;the playground,and the swing..&lt;br /&gt;Then i saw the quarry,&lt;br /&gt;that was where the poeple sat for hours,&lt;br /&gt;and gazed at the beauty of nature..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw the bridge,&lt;br /&gt;so this was the bridge,&lt;br /&gt;that she walked on everyday..&lt;br /&gt;And when i placed my foot on it,&lt;br /&gt;i felt a very special feeling,&lt;br /&gt;like as if i was home..&lt;br /&gt;i smiled,and continued my journey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I reached downtown east,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But it's not there yet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's further down at least,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And i gotta walk further down that..&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;I walked past the calm sea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;while the cool wind blew upon my face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The bright sun flashed down it's energy to the trees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;making the chlorophyll produce food,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and makes the plants look all so green..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh..it'z all so beautiful..&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;when everything sums up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it all makes my day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;without much words to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;turns my life colourful from grey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;making my life a wonderful rainbow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh..it'z all so beautiful,&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;when i walk past the seas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and when i smile at the flowers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and when the clouds shade over me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when everything is just so right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;making my life assured,with no rains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;putting sunshine at every corner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and that's what i call,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Downtown East..&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;A place so magical..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A place where i'll never get sick off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after all my magical dreams are done,&lt;br /&gt;i reached the chalet,&lt;br /&gt;i then took out my wire and played ps2 wif eric..&lt;br /&gt;we played fifa street2 and racing..&lt;br /&gt;which i tied wih fana..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night,&lt;br /&gt;everyone stayed in the chalet,&lt;br /&gt;nobody went out,&lt;br /&gt;all feared the same thing might happen..&lt;br /&gt;But even though we didn't went out,&lt;br /&gt;the 'thang' was wif us,&lt;br /&gt;inside with us,&lt;br /&gt;under the same roof..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part was,&lt;br /&gt;at 1am,&lt;br /&gt;everyone said they wanted to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;so all the handicapps and company went up,&lt;br /&gt;but that didn't end,&lt;br /&gt;it's as if something held them up,&lt;br /&gt;and they kept going up and down..&lt;br /&gt;that startled me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ayn cried,&lt;br /&gt;and i knew something happened,&lt;br /&gt;but we all shut our mouths,&lt;br /&gt;and pretended nothing happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3rd Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the end,&lt;br /&gt;after check out and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;it's time to bid farewell and go home..&lt;br /&gt;we all cleaned the chalet,&lt;br /&gt;and make it looked beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;after checking out,&lt;br /&gt;we all left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carried my bag,(which is the biggest)&lt;br /&gt;and placed it down,&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the villa,&lt;br /&gt;i smiled,and kissed goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;"someday we'll all come back again,&lt;br /&gt;and have this party one more time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I promise&lt;/strong&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Pasir Ris,&lt;br /&gt;and had another 1 hour trip back hm..&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget this time,moment and adventure..&lt;br /&gt;It will be kept inside my heart..&lt;br /&gt;I will happen again,&lt;br /&gt;somehow i noe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the funny part was,&lt;br /&gt;my friends could either,&lt;br /&gt;Smell,&lt;br /&gt;See,&lt;br /&gt;Or hear the voice of Pontianak..&lt;br /&gt;But I experienced none..&lt;br /&gt;I felt weird..&lt;br /&gt;even eric saw a headless thingy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone could,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't..&lt;br /&gt;Coz i'm never alone,&lt;br /&gt;I'm looked after,&lt;br /&gt;by something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;gift&lt;/span&gt; or a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;curse&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115303161850227669?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115303161850227669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Argh..Feel so bad,I knew Is was looking forward to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll Make a day For ya'all to come..&lt;br /&gt;Thousand Apologies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;HAd a great tyme yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;_went to Malay Class&lt;br /&gt;_Msged Angel..(I'm Sorry!It was meant to be a joke!)&lt;br /&gt;_Bought My Surfing shorts and Items for the chalet..&lt;br /&gt;_(wasted about $30 or so)&lt;br /&gt;_went for a great 45min run,and 30min of weight-lifthing..&lt;br /&gt;_Msged Classmates(we all are so excited..!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;Over the Day,&lt;br /&gt;Ayn msged me..&lt;br /&gt;She advised &amp;amp; comforted me bout my ex,&lt;br /&gt;It was really a great effort from her..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for caring ayn,&lt;br /&gt;Your turn will cum during the chalet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Fana(Nani),&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're doing better,&lt;br /&gt;I'm always here if you need me..&lt;br /&gt;You can have me for 3 complete days..&lt;br /&gt;During the chalet..&lt;br /&gt;haha..see ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Lindz..&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..see,i told ya u can come..&lt;br /&gt;But it all goes down to Faith And God,&lt;br /&gt;Faith-coz u never gave up hope,&lt;br /&gt;And God-He loves you No matter what,&lt;br /&gt;That's why he plans your happiness here..&lt;br /&gt;See ya at the chalet..&lt;br /&gt;I'll have time for you too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow..&lt;br /&gt;carn wait for the chalet..haha..&lt;br /&gt;Really loads of fun..&lt;br /&gt;It has been about 4 1/2 years since i went..&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm following what my heart wants..&lt;br /&gt;"Have Lotsa Fun"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be raped by Fendi,Eric,Aizat and Yazid..&lt;br /&gt;Then i told Fana,thought she'd help..she did..&lt;br /&gt;She said,"Cool,tell me when it's time,i'll call the rest to join in."&lt;br /&gt;haha..i can feel the sensation of excitement already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I think my a** hole is gonna be bigger after the chalet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be from 10-12th..&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the time i'm looking forward is at night,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna bring myself,my guitar and my inspirations to the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Sit by it..strum a few notes,&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy the cool breeze of the sea..&lt;br /&gt;that's when i'll set myself free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll use this moment to erase my past,&lt;br /&gt;Just like how i did last time,&lt;br /&gt;To set me free from her,&lt;br /&gt;It haunts me whenever i think of her..&lt;br /&gt;It gives me the heartache..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i know my friends will be there for me..&lt;br /&gt;True friends i shall say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks..&lt;br /&gt;see ya 3 days later,&lt;br /&gt;with pics and a new,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tanned..&lt;br /&gt;Ameer Hassaan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I never regret walking away..&lt;br /&gt;*I only regretted loving someone who doesn't love me the way I do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115242556783118085?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115242556783118085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115242556783118085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115242556783118085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115242556783118085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/07/perhapsperhapsperhaps.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115233174949000724</id><published>2006-07-09T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T12:12:32.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FuneraL For A Friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Very Good Morning To aLL oF YaR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cool,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a Day not to be missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Smilez..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just settled some of the houseworks,&lt;br /&gt;and here i am sitting in front of the computer,&lt;br /&gt;ANd I have been wanting to blog about Someone,&lt;br /&gt;Since Now I have the time,&lt;br /&gt;Let's Just do It..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person I'm calling out is Aslynda!&lt;br /&gt;(Lindz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Lindz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sharing your problem out to my ears,&lt;br /&gt;On that faithful Monday,&lt;br /&gt;It really means a lot to me,&lt;br /&gt;And I felt honoured to share some of my stories with yar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;If you can see,&lt;br /&gt;Me and yar,&lt;br /&gt;We're kinda similar in a way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Sec Skool,&lt;br /&gt;I was a very well-known person,&lt;br /&gt;Just mention my name,&lt;br /&gt;And they will tell who i am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers noes me,&lt;br /&gt;I have a big buunch of frenz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the President(USM) of Ncc,&lt;br /&gt;So lotsa cadets know me,&lt;br /&gt;I was in a band Xero Axis,&lt;br /&gt;So more people start to look out for me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So generally,&lt;br /&gt;I was like you,&lt;br /&gt;Someone famous back in skool,&lt;br /&gt;The guy who is this and that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like everyone,&lt;br /&gt;They really look into my results..&lt;br /&gt;And when i didn't get to poly or Jc,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a total reject..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone start to ask me,&lt;br /&gt;Hey,which skool u going,&lt;br /&gt;what course i'm intending to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when i look at my results slip,&lt;br /&gt;MOE offered me onll 2 courses,&lt;br /&gt;Business Admin,&lt;br /&gt;and Sports &amp; Management..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my frenz went to Poly and Jc,&lt;br /&gt;while i was stuck with nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the saddest part was,&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home,&lt;br /&gt;and when my mum opened the door,&lt;br /&gt;She smiled,and ask about my results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so ashamed and disappointed,&lt;br /&gt;that i ran straight to my room,&lt;br /&gt;I locked the door,&lt;br /&gt;And stayed there for an hour or so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the Poly booklets,&lt;br /&gt;And was desperate to find a course,&lt;br /&gt;that i was eligible for..&lt;br /&gt;I searched and searched,&lt;br /&gt;There were courses,&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't fit in..&lt;br /&gt;SImply becoz i failed my maths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i knew i couldn't run,&lt;br /&gt;SO i opened the door and let my mum in..&lt;br /&gt;she sat down with me..&lt;br /&gt;She opened the Ite booklet,&lt;br /&gt;and told me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now go to Ite,&lt;br /&gt;Study hard,&lt;br /&gt;Make your way to Poly,&lt;br /&gt;It may be a longer route,&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't matter,&lt;br /&gt;Life is like climbing a mountain..&lt;br /&gt;Our aim is to reach the top.&lt;br /&gt;Some poeple reached faster,&lt;br /&gt;while some slower..&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter who reached first,&lt;br /&gt;But what matters is that we never fail to reach the top..&lt;br /&gt;And that's your duty,&lt;br /&gt;To make a difference.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried,&lt;br /&gt;But i held on to my tears..&lt;br /&gt;Men dun cry,&lt;br /&gt;Men are brave,&lt;br /&gt;But why do i feel like crying?&lt;br /&gt;Why am i not the man i'm suppose to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i knew,&lt;br /&gt;though my Mum is supportive,&lt;br /&gt;I saw sadness in her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;She didn't cried on front of me..&lt;br /&gt;But i knew deep in her heart,&lt;br /&gt;She was crying deeply..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was disappointed,&lt;br /&gt;That Her only son,&lt;br /&gt;Failed his O Levels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing she did,&lt;br /&gt;Was she never gave up on me..&lt;br /&gt;And that's why she's my mother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me,&lt;br /&gt;And like you,&lt;br /&gt;Our Mum is all the same..&lt;br /&gt;One thing they share in common,&lt;br /&gt;They love us with all their hearts,&lt;br /&gt;They may scold us,&lt;br /&gt;yell at us,&lt;br /&gt;or even hit us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bottomline is,&lt;br /&gt;They still love us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the only son,&lt;br /&gt;while you're the only child..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why they love us,&lt;br /&gt;and never give up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lin,&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad you never let go your anger on your mum,&lt;br /&gt;I salute you for that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lin,&lt;br /&gt;You're a very positive and Potential-minded person,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure someday,&lt;br /&gt;If u don't stop jumping,you will reach your goals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*When Lin jumps and touches the basketball net,&lt;br /&gt;-Ameer can already jump and touch the sky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my mistake was,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't study,&lt;br /&gt;I spent my time doing things that simply won't benefit me,&lt;br /&gt;I thought that love could bring me anywhere,&lt;br /&gt;But with this kind of results and all my sacrifices,&lt;br /&gt;What can she do right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Lin,&lt;br /&gt;This enntry is for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never fail to pray for you..&lt;br /&gt;Have faith in yourself..&lt;br /&gt;I will see you in the chalet,&lt;br /&gt;That's my promise to you..&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up yet,&lt;br /&gt;The race is not over..&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Have faith in whatever you do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To Yazid,&lt;br /&gt;-Nyce blog you have..&lt;br /&gt;-you're a great buddy,&lt;br /&gt;-when you're with me,you won't think of her..&lt;br /&gt;-i'll make you think of me 24/7..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/Linds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aslinda,&lt;br /&gt;*I'm always here,if you need me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115233174949000724?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115233174949000724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115233174949000724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115233174949000724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115233174949000724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/07/funeral-for-friend-very-good-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115228892292468658</id><published>2006-07-08T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T11:26:23.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;May You Feel What I feel..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days are so cold and lonely,&lt;br /&gt;Could it be the wet and humid weather?&lt;br /&gt;Or should i say it'z the seasons of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Changing from Autumn to Winter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These doubts I may never know,&lt;br /&gt;But I know that someday &amp; somehow,&lt;br /&gt;My life will get better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my old life,&lt;br /&gt;I looked at different angles of it,&lt;br /&gt;Left,right,front and back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was beautiful &amp;amp; lovely,&lt;br /&gt;I knew it was,&lt;br /&gt;For that was some of the lovely moments in my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly,&lt;br /&gt;it has to end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain has to stop,&lt;br /&gt;The sun must set,&lt;br /&gt;June has to leave for July,&lt;br /&gt;And the sentence has to end with a full stop,&lt;br /&gt;and no longer a coma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that was my mistake,&lt;br /&gt;I simply cared too much,&lt;br /&gt;And gave my life to her..&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't do it out of sympathy,&lt;br /&gt;But i did it out of faith and love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that was the reason why,&lt;br /&gt;She crwaled over my head,&lt;br /&gt;and start controlling everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;I guessed everything happened for a reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i leave my destiny to fate,&lt;br /&gt;Let it decide when to open my gate,&lt;br /&gt;It may be late,&lt;br /&gt;But i know that is where my happiness lies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't meant to let it all out to her,&lt;br /&gt;But i couldn't take it,&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i have to let go..&lt;br /&gt;At least part of me will feel better,&lt;br /&gt;And i'm not trying to pull her down,&lt;br /&gt;But by telling her mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;I hope she will start learning her lessons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually,&lt;br /&gt;She will be a better person in the future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;I know she feels down and sad,&lt;br /&gt;But i know from what i have done,&lt;br /&gt;It will help her in a way..&lt;br /&gt;She is strong i noe..&lt;br /&gt;you can do it..&lt;br /&gt;I have never gave up on you..&lt;br /&gt;*And i never will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow,&lt;br /&gt;Till now,&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to feel the special and everlasting feeling i felt,&lt;br /&gt;about 4 years ago,&lt;br /&gt;When i was in sec 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was young and naive,&lt;br /&gt;But i bet yar,&lt;br /&gt;That was the best feeling i ever had,&lt;br /&gt;And that person was special,&lt;br /&gt;She was my first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I will feel dat way again,&lt;br /&gt;Not now,not nxt year,&lt;br /&gt;But i will wait,&lt;br /&gt;I won't rush anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I will be patient..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i thought that life is nothing,&lt;br /&gt;I think again,&lt;br /&gt;And when i look at my new friends,&lt;br /&gt;I noe they will make my life worthwhile..&lt;br /&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/5421/1486/400/P3250202%20%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new Life,A new story unfolds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm closing the last chapter of my past..&lt;br /&gt;I will let it go,&lt;br /&gt;And let time heal it all..&lt;br /&gt;This was the method she used on me,&lt;br /&gt;to make me feel better..&lt;br /&gt;and it worked..&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps,&lt;br /&gt;She still remained the best..&lt;br /&gt;*Rahila..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/Image%28761%29%20%282%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thanks ilah and ayn for comforting me..&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate it to the max..&lt;br /&gt;Smilez..&lt;br /&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/5421/1486/400/P3250204%20%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I won't look back,&lt;br /&gt;But i will always be up there,&lt;br /&gt;Looking upon you..&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will..&lt;br /&gt;Someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to Chalet..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115228892292468658?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115228892292468658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115228892292468658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115228892292468658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115228892292468658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/07/may-you-feel-what-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115220031799872039</id><published>2006-07-08T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T11:12:05.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll remember you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they could answer my doubts.&lt;br /&gt;I look at the moon,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it will never stop shining hope on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;I look at her,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could give her a second chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps,&lt;br /&gt;I could be the one to mend her broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually,&lt;br /&gt;I will be the one who gives her happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of it all,&lt;br /&gt;She will be loved again,&lt;br /&gt;She will never stop smiling,&lt;br /&gt;She will have the faith she lost,&lt;br /&gt;And Will she,&lt;br /&gt;Start the Rewind button,&lt;br /&gt;And make everything goes back to square 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameer Hassaan,&lt;br /&gt;That's My Name,&lt;br /&gt;And the line of communication I have,&lt;br /&gt;with people around me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me,&lt;br /&gt;I believe that everyone in this world,&lt;br /&gt;dead or alive,&lt;br /&gt;black or white,&lt;br /&gt;good or bad,&lt;br /&gt;Is never perfect,&lt;br /&gt;and always make mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never give up on these people,&lt;br /&gt;I always believe,&lt;br /&gt;That they deserve the golden second chance,&lt;br /&gt;to make up for their loss,or mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;that they have done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Cadet Officer,&lt;br /&gt;And I held responsibility,&lt;br /&gt;of hundreds of cadets under me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them are good,i admit..&lt;br /&gt;But there is a majority that make mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;Make it once,twice or so,&lt;br /&gt;Human beings will always make mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i never lost the will of hope,&lt;br /&gt;I always know that hope shines on me,&lt;br /&gt;And i know that hope tells me,&lt;br /&gt;The same for the rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I never walk away from the doorway,&lt;br /&gt;of those I know..&lt;br /&gt;i will always be there to give hope,&lt;br /&gt;And a life..&lt;br /&gt;I never gave up on them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to accomplish that goal,&lt;br /&gt;They carn do it alone,&lt;br /&gt;But They need the support and morale,&lt;br /&gt;of others that surrounds them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is,&lt;br /&gt;they need our support,&lt;br /&gt;they need our faith,&lt;br /&gt;and importantly,&lt;br /&gt;they need our trust..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how many are willing to offer that chance,&lt;br /&gt;to the poeple who has done wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago,&lt;br /&gt;I was troubled by a msg..&lt;br /&gt;A msg that made me think so deep,&lt;br /&gt;that made my heart think,&lt;br /&gt;instead of feeling the emotions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex,&lt;br /&gt;She came back..&lt;br /&gt;And she came back with open arms,&lt;br /&gt;Wanting a reconcilation,&lt;br /&gt;And a second chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laid helpless these nights..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep,&lt;br /&gt;And i carn eat or drink,&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking,&lt;br /&gt;what should i do,&lt;br /&gt;should i fullfill her dreams and offer her love,&lt;br /&gt;or should i tell her the truth of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;and turn her down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was confused,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Hafiz &amp;amp; Eric,&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz said,"Perhaps",&lt;br /&gt;While Eric said,"Forget it"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;after so much of thinking,&lt;br /&gt;I decided to follow my heart..&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make a proper decision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a decision that i won't regret,&lt;br /&gt;a decision that will make me happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 10 months i felt unhappy..&lt;br /&gt;When she was young,&lt;br /&gt;She throwed everything at me,&lt;br /&gt;It's either her way or the highway..&lt;br /&gt;She was the queen of my life,&lt;br /&gt;and she ruled it,&lt;br /&gt;that includes my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy,&lt;br /&gt;But why do i always feel sad?&lt;br /&gt;Why do i feel lonely,&lt;br /&gt;when i was there for her all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did she do stuff that i didn't do?&lt;br /&gt;Why does she always have to break my heart?&lt;br /&gt;why?why?why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;After all these questions,&lt;br /&gt;I knew what i really wanted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy with my life now..&lt;br /&gt;I love my new friends..&lt;br /&gt;I get to do things which i never did last time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt free,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have to sacrifice anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I can concentrate more on my studies,&lt;br /&gt;friends,ncc and sports..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the freedom that was stolen from me..&lt;br /&gt;I have won it back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,&lt;br /&gt;Im sitting for my o's again..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna study hard,&lt;br /&gt;The future is shining so bright on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna miss a thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kak huda said,&lt;br /&gt;that if i were to go back wif her,&lt;br /&gt;I will be repeating my mistake,&lt;br /&gt;and i will end up nowhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time,&lt;br /&gt;i am more awake..&lt;br /&gt;And i finally listened to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;after 10months of listening to hers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i decided,&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go back..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna look forward..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything,&lt;br /&gt;For your love,&lt;br /&gt;your honesty,&lt;br /&gt;and you smiles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will find someone,&lt;br /&gt;I promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will change into someone better,&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be loved more,&lt;br /&gt;I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up on you,&lt;br /&gt;trust me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now,&lt;br /&gt;It's time to put a Full Stop to this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*One last thing that i ever ask from you,&lt;br /&gt;-If you Love me,Let Me go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Coz my heart has stop pumping for your love..&lt;br /&gt;-No more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;Fatin Hanani..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115220031799872039?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115220031799872039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115220031799872039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115220031799872039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115220031799872039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/07/goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115176507744614180</id><published>2006-07-01T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T22:44:37.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Idol That Touched my..&lt;br /&gt;H-E-A-R-T!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Nurul-Maideen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/Nurul-Maideen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Singapore Idol Hopeful,&lt;br /&gt;Nurul Maideen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;I watched Singapore Idol,&lt;br /&gt;And guessed what,&lt;br /&gt;One of the contestants managed to touch my heart!&lt;br /&gt;And it's her allright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Nurul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so sweet and talented,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna support your journey all the way,&lt;br /&gt;all the best nurul,&lt;br /&gt;This song is for you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115176507744614180?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115176507744614180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115176507744614180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115176507744614180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115176507744614180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/07/idol-that-touched-my.html' title=''/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115164112277762686</id><published>2006-07-01T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T12:18:42.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Turning point of May..</title><content type='html'>"Where Should I go?&lt;br /&gt;Should I turn left,or right?"&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P3250205%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/P3250205%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me,&lt;br /&gt;Life as humans,&lt;br /&gt;can be resembled as a Cable Car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it goes slow,&lt;br /&gt;We wished that it would go faster,&lt;br /&gt;But when it starts to move fast,&lt;br /&gt;We always regret,and always say,&lt;br /&gt;"We should have never wished,&lt;br /&gt;  For it to be fast".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me,&lt;br /&gt;Life as humans,&lt;br /&gt;moves in a certain direction.&lt;br /&gt;And it can also resembles a Cable Car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has confirmed the paths in our lives,&lt;br /&gt;And began our live on a certain track..&lt;br /&gt;But it'z us,humans,always mending and going off track..&lt;br /&gt;And We always regret,and always say,&lt;br /&gt;"We should have never gone,offtrack,&lt;br /&gt;  How i wish we could just turn it back".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me,&lt;br /&gt;Life as humans,&lt;br /&gt;We meet people,from time to time,&lt;br /&gt;and decide those we want to keep,&lt;br /&gt;and those,we want them to leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cable car has limited seats,&lt;br /&gt;so as our hearts..&lt;br /&gt;at one time,&lt;br /&gt;we chose this group of frenz,&lt;br /&gt;but after some time,&lt;br /&gt;they are replaced by another group of frenz..&lt;br /&gt;We may be happy,but why do we feel something amiss?&lt;br /&gt;And they always regret,and they always say,&lt;br /&gt;"I should have never let them leave,I should have held on tight,&lt;br /&gt; But by a simple glance of decision,they're out of my sight.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans..Humans..&lt;br /&gt;We always live a life full of regrets,&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Why do we even have to regret,&lt;br /&gt;when we can do something to prevent it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But humans are hard bunch to change..&lt;br /&gt;They may be selfish,and let their mind control them,&lt;br /&gt;instead,of their heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the Millenium,&lt;br /&gt;Centuries,&lt;br /&gt;and decades,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans change as they adapt to surroundings..&lt;br /&gt;As places modernised,&lt;br /&gt;People started wearing clothes,&lt;br /&gt;Places becoming much more beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;And the earth becomes a better place to live in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as they change,&lt;br /&gt;they forgot one thing,&lt;br /&gt;they forgot about something important..&lt;br /&gt;Something that makes them alive,&lt;br /&gt;every min,and every second..&lt;br /&gt;Something that lets them feel,&lt;br /&gt;something that has a room for love,&lt;br /&gt;and almost everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They could forgot to do their homework,&lt;br /&gt;But they chose to forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their "Heart"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wad i wrote today,&lt;br /&gt;May just be normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read my entry with your mind,&lt;br /&gt;You'll feel nothing,&lt;br /&gt;But if you chose to read my entry with your heart,&lt;br /&gt;You will feel everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why,&lt;br /&gt;our mistake lies in us..&lt;br /&gt;we let our mind control us..&lt;br /&gt;we let our mind decide what's good for us,&lt;br /&gt;wheter i should buy Pepsi,or should i buy Coke..&lt;br /&gt;Wheter i should love her,and just leave her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our everyday life depends more on the mind..&lt;br /&gt;Our mind is here to let us think,&lt;br /&gt;In school,at work or even during soccer,&lt;br /&gt;It lets us think,&lt;br /&gt;making us smarter and brilliant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we should never let our mind decide what's good for us..&lt;br /&gt;Cause it has limitations..&lt;br /&gt;And it could only think,but can never feel..&lt;br /&gt;That's why,in our life..&lt;br /&gt;We always regret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember,&lt;br /&gt;in your life,&lt;br /&gt;wherever you may go,&lt;br /&gt;Give your Heart a chance,&lt;br /&gt;Let it decide for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becoz,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind=Think,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart=Feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are two things we should abide in life..&lt;br /&gt;Rmb,we can always prevent ourselves from regretting,&lt;br /&gt;If we,&lt;br /&gt;Give our Heart a Chance to feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Our Mind gives us intelligence,&lt;br /&gt;the ability to think,&lt;br /&gt;*But our Heart gives us the ability of Love,&lt;br /&gt;and almost everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientist prove that the Mind is the King of the Human Body,&lt;br /&gt;Deciding everything for us..&lt;br /&gt;But how far can intelligence bring you,&lt;br /&gt;when you cannot feel,a single thing at all?&lt;br /&gt;Datz why,&lt;br /&gt;they always say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The strongest Muscle in the body,is our heart".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Professor&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm glad things r alryte,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry if I had anything to make u feel bad,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;though things are okie,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna tell u dat,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am always here if you need me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 phonecall away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 Mrt station away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and 1 Heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;waiting,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to feel all the pain you feel,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and 1 Room in the heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to give a place for understanding..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm always here..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;enjoy your holidays..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smilez..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115164112277762686?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115164112277762686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115164112277762686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115164112277762686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115164112277762686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/06/turning-point-of-may.html' title='The Turning point of May..'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115150759433867098</id><published>2006-06-29T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T23:13:14.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Outing</title><content type='html'>helluu the sweet people of the world!&lt;br /&gt;Million apologies for my very late posting,&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda busy wif Ncc,skool and family,&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes,&lt;br /&gt;here are the highlights of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday-Saturday&lt;br /&gt;23-24,&lt;br /&gt;Ncc Specialist Course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's Company Family Day&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are the pictures taken,&lt;br /&gt;hope u'll cherish it..&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/PICT0284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The very sweet &amp; charming sister,Kak Shidah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/PICT0269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The almost beautiful kakak huda,the best sis you can get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0246%20(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/PICT0246%20%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only son of 4 sisters,and datz me..simply and only me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0242%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/PICT0242%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next after me is my younger sis,the 'cloned version of me'..the girl version i mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0243%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/PICT0243%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last but not least,the youngest of all,the Princess of my fairytale,Nana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0243%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0243%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/PICT0243%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0218%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/PICT0218%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 3 muskateers,or the 3 stooges i must say? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0221%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/PICT0221%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana and so many buah,buah ape?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0225%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/PICT0225%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 3 youngsters of the family..simplicity and natural..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0238%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/PICT0238%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adik kesayangan abang..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/PICT0241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some monkeys visited us too on the cable car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/PICT0244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0251%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/PICT0251%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The native of Sentosa..sesat di singapore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/PICT0259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The merlion..why in the world they call it dat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/PICT0264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Skim gurl..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/PICT0279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sisters,so loving together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0318%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/PICT0318%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am not a gurl,repeat,i am not a gurl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/PICT0324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emo--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey,&lt;br /&gt;so datz all i have for the time being..&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy my entry..&lt;br /&gt;until next time..&lt;br /&gt;take care..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115150759433867098?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115150759433867098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115150759433867098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115150759433867098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115150759433867098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/06/sentosa-outing.html' title='Sentosa Outing'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115081491692466102</id><published>2006-06-21T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T22:48:37.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing a Shadow of Realms..</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/5421/1486/400/PICT0047%20%284%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you'd go?&lt;br /&gt;I missed you so,&lt;br /&gt;It's like it has been forever,&lt;br /&gt;Since you were gone,&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days may be cold,&lt;br /&gt;As i sat upon a hundred nights,&lt;br /&gt;Ears buzzing,my heart's beating,&lt;br /&gt;And as i listen closely,&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself,&lt;br /&gt;What am i missing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days passed,&lt;br /&gt;Then weeks and months came by,&lt;br /&gt;Eyes twirling,my heart's confusing,&lt;br /&gt;And as i sat closely,&lt;br /&gt;I asked myself again,&lt;br /&gt;What am i really missing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months went,&lt;br /&gt;Which pushed as further and further away,&lt;br /&gt;My mind panicks,and my heart is in pain,&lt;br /&gt;And as i ran and ran,&lt;br /&gt;I looked everywhere to find,&lt;br /&gt;but when i asked myself again,&lt;br /&gt;All dat i want but couldn't find,&lt;br /&gt;is you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i asked myself again,&lt;br /&gt;What am I missing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my heart answered,&lt;br /&gt;"It's her,it's her.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised,&lt;br /&gt;It was you dat i missed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyya peeps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day was beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;weather was cooling and refreshing,&lt;br /&gt;Classes were great,&lt;br /&gt;And Frenz were making music in your ears,&lt;br /&gt;what more can i ask?&lt;br /&gt;Than such happiness in my life?&lt;br /&gt;Smilez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today performance was cancelled,&lt;br /&gt;due to the rain..&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to next performance..&lt;br /&gt;will be playing the song blind..&lt;br /&gt;and my bro,&lt;br /&gt;Mr Aizat is singing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am proud,&lt;br /&gt;finally,&lt;br /&gt;Me,Eric &amp; Yazid could play a trio together,&lt;br /&gt;playing sad,happy and even rap on a guitaric rhythm..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talents &amp; talents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am glad fana &amp; ayn came back home safely,&lt;br /&gt;Missed them so so much,&lt;br /&gt;and felt the lonliness,&lt;br /&gt;without their presence..&lt;br /&gt;Welcome home girls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Fana&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the gummies,&lt;br /&gt;Btw,you really can scratch and tap my back well,&lt;br /&gt;nearly slept..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ayynyza&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the 3 gifts,&lt;br /&gt;He's really my idol,&lt;br /&gt;and u brought him home to me,&lt;br /&gt;nxt time jgn susah2 tau,&lt;br /&gt;get more things for yourself,&lt;br /&gt;and the t-shirt is really nyce..&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ayzat&lt;/span&gt; My Bro,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to hear dat your grandma has passed away,&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel sad bro,&lt;br /&gt;Someday, and somehow,&lt;br /&gt;you gotta be strong and let it go,&lt;br /&gt;Take this as a lesson to be learnt..&lt;br /&gt;Humans are selfish,&lt;br /&gt;they never really appreciate things,&lt;br /&gt;when they are in front of our eyes,&lt;br /&gt;and they start to regret,&lt;br /&gt;when they start to leave..&lt;br /&gt;Let this be a lesson,&lt;br /&gt;learn it,&lt;br /&gt;and teach this to whoever u may meet..&lt;br /&gt;lotsa care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;philosophies&lt;/span&gt; dat I learned,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The down,is a small,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and accompaniment,is escalating&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's from a special person,&lt;br /&gt;haha..u rawk sis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Professor&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Shak&lt;/span&gt; (whom i called iqah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take carez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smilez always..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115081491692466102?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115081491692466102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115081491692466102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115081491692466102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115081491692466102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/06/missing-shadow-of-realms.html' title='Missing a Shadow of Realms..'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115030384118562079</id><published>2006-06-15T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:50:41.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great words from The Fallen</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/5421/1486/400/IMG_0455%20%284%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I get weaker by the day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But when I think of you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And look at this picture,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I received a strength,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dat pulls me from zero,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to hero..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To angeL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;When I ask the stars tonight,&lt;br /&gt;They might leave me with an answer,&lt;br /&gt;Though they're up there so high,&lt;br /&gt;yet they remained simple,&lt;br /&gt;and an inspiration to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are like stars,&lt;br /&gt;They appear everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;And they shine brightly as we do,&lt;br /&gt;But when a group of stars come up together,&lt;br /&gt;They formed beautiful things like the orion,&lt;br /&gt;and much more stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one star is beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;what can u call a group of amazing stars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me,&lt;br /&gt;I will call it,&lt;br /&gt;"Almost-Paradise"..&lt;br /&gt;Smilez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;Was a day,&lt;br /&gt;Quite Shaky for me..&lt;br /&gt;It was getting better,&lt;br /&gt;but slowly,&lt;br /&gt;at an amazing rate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was cloudy,&lt;br /&gt;And so was my spirit,&lt;br /&gt;I was happy to go to skool,&lt;br /&gt;But when i think more,&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly felt more depressed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was just my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling sad,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it was my emotions,&lt;br /&gt;That shed a tear,&lt;br /&gt;causing me to feel so much misery..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways,&lt;br /&gt;I started my day fine,&lt;br /&gt;With hopes and dreams..&lt;br /&gt;I put aside what happened yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;So that I could start a new day with my fwenz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't go well,&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as bad as hell,&lt;br /&gt;But few things i wish to tell,&lt;br /&gt;I began to feel a bit unwell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was strong,&lt;br /&gt;And feeling alright..&lt;br /&gt;But I learned a lesson today,&lt;br /&gt;And i thanked that person for telling me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During break,&lt;br /&gt;I was playing badminton,&lt;br /&gt;with niza,aizat &amp; Linda..&lt;br /&gt;We were playing fine,&lt;br /&gt;But somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I was not playing,&lt;br /&gt;But rather,&lt;br /&gt;The dark-side of me has controlled me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lin mentioned,&lt;br /&gt;Put all your ego aside,&lt;br /&gt;And I was super slow,&lt;br /&gt;and didn't noe wad she meant,&lt;br /&gt;until when we msg just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during floorball,&lt;br /&gt;I was totally OFF-FORM..&lt;br /&gt;HONESTLY...&lt;br /&gt;i was not the man i should be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get tired easily,&lt;br /&gt;My shoe's tapak has haus,&lt;br /&gt;Making it slippery for me to run..&lt;br /&gt;My shots sucks..&lt;br /&gt;The stick controls me,instead of me..&lt;br /&gt;And worst still,&lt;br /&gt;I dribbled past 4 PLAYERS,&lt;br /&gt;giving my team high hopes,&lt;br /&gt;but upon finishing,&lt;br /&gt;i GAVE IT ALL AWAY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;Where was the ameer hassaan,&lt;br /&gt;The player who impressed the coach,&lt;br /&gt;The player who speeds,dribble and shoots well?&lt;br /&gt;The player who inspires and makes a difference?&lt;br /&gt;And the Player,with number 7 on his back,&lt;br /&gt;and passion in his heart,&lt;br /&gt;Where is he?&lt;br /&gt;where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i thinked of Linda,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she was trying to tell me a message..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she wants me to change,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;She's helping me in a way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nyte class,&lt;br /&gt;met my old bandmates,&lt;br /&gt;laughed here and dere,&lt;br /&gt;and had a great time..&lt;br /&gt;I missed them so much,&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn't they join us in ite?&lt;br /&gt;why carn any of my frenz replace them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually laughing,&lt;br /&gt;and smiling..&lt;br /&gt;But when i went home,&lt;br /&gt;I became sad again..&lt;br /&gt;depressed and introverted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was the man,&lt;br /&gt;but letting my emotions control me,&lt;br /&gt;I turned to the dark-side..&lt;br /&gt;Anger was my motivation,&lt;br /&gt;but at he end of it all,&lt;br /&gt;i got nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very powerful lesson,&lt;br /&gt;i learnt today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A message to my fwenz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Sluts Inc&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Handicapps&lt;/span&gt;,and others..&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm alryte,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm okie..&lt;br /&gt;I do not blame anyone of you..&lt;br /&gt;you all are my fwenz..&lt;br /&gt;things are a bit rocky,&lt;br /&gt;But trust me,&lt;br /&gt;if we all hold our hands together,&lt;br /&gt;we will get out of this massive storm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i read my tag board,&lt;br /&gt;I saw tags form people,&lt;br /&gt;And when i read what they wrote,&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried,&lt;br /&gt;Coz they all cared for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fana,&lt;br /&gt;you're a very lively person,&lt;br /&gt;It's not your fault,&lt;br /&gt;And i don't blame you..&lt;br /&gt;Lets make things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hafiz&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;my big bro,&lt;br /&gt;you're right,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere &amp; somehow,&lt;br /&gt;The pain must stop..&lt;br /&gt;I respect u,&lt;br /&gt;for who u're,&lt;br /&gt;and bro,&lt;br /&gt;i was not mad at you,&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot for your concern..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is,&lt;br /&gt;Rarely you may talk to me,&lt;br /&gt;But when i read what u tagged,&lt;br /&gt;I was so touched,&lt;br /&gt;u did care 4 me in a way..&lt;br /&gt;we're not dat close,&lt;br /&gt;but u had good intentions..&lt;br /&gt;I salute you,&lt;br /&gt;For being the man,&lt;br /&gt;I dun blame nor am i mad at you,&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot for your concern..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda,&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much for waking me up,&lt;br /&gt;now i noe where i had drowned,&lt;br /&gt;how deep it was..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for offering your hand,&lt;br /&gt;and helped me find my way through..&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate you nigga..&lt;br /&gt;And i was not angry at you,&lt;br /&gt;But thanks a lot for your efforts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shak,(iqah)&lt;br /&gt;you're a very sweet person,&lt;br /&gt;i admire your character,&lt;br /&gt;you're a very mature person..&lt;br /&gt;we were not close,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow,&lt;br /&gt;i just like being near you,&lt;br /&gt;for i can feel the warmth and care,&lt;br /&gt;you're a great soul,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not mad at you,&lt;br /&gt;and i hope things will get better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niza,(ayn)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if i had made you mad today,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm glad things are better..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if i have been showing a sad face,&lt;br /&gt;I was confused,sick and in a headache..&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna thank u so much,&lt;br /&gt;for being one of the most concerned frenz,&lt;br /&gt;though u had problems,&lt;br /&gt;you still cared for me..&lt;br /&gt;thanks..&lt;br /&gt;And i was never mad at you..&lt;br /&gt;Smilez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aizat,&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad bro,&lt;br /&gt;since da day i entered your life,&lt;br /&gt;you became a more sensible,patient and calm person..&lt;br /&gt;Someday,i hope you would become a gentleman,&lt;br /&gt;taking things easily with understanding..&lt;br /&gt;do not let your emotions control you,&lt;br /&gt;What hafiz say is right,&lt;br /&gt;Do not stare at innocent people..&lt;br /&gt;I will still be dere to guide you along,&lt;br /&gt;and make u into a better man..&lt;br /&gt;The pain will end,&lt;br /&gt;Trust me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effy,(andy,fendi or pandi)&lt;br /&gt;you're in a very difficult position,&lt;br /&gt;To be in the middle of Sluts &amp; Handicapps..&lt;br /&gt;And to be equal,in each and every single way..&lt;br /&gt;I noe how you feel,&lt;br /&gt;I dun blame u for being closer to them,&lt;br /&gt;coz when u're happy,it paints a smile in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;Let your happiness be with you,&lt;br /&gt;and you will enjoy life,to the fullest..&lt;br /&gt;Bro,i'm never ever mad at you..&lt;br /&gt;Coz you're my bro,&lt;br /&gt;ANd Once Ameer's bro,&lt;br /&gt;Forever will be ameer's bro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilah,&lt;br /&gt;you are the most innocent soul,&lt;br /&gt;of the whole class,&lt;br /&gt;you wanted love &amp; care,&lt;br /&gt;but never really get what you wanted..&lt;br /&gt;I' sorry if life isn' dat great for you,&lt;br /&gt;But someday it will,&lt;br /&gt;trust me,&lt;br /&gt;it will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my fwenz,&lt;br /&gt;Let us all hold hands,&lt;br /&gt;and work together..&lt;br /&gt;whatever has happened in the past,&lt;br /&gt;let it be..and let it go..&lt;br /&gt;why be O.C when we can be FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;haha..let's forgive and forget..&lt;br /&gt;Let's unite us one..&lt;br /&gt;USe the chalet,&lt;br /&gt;as a moment,&lt;br /&gt;to live for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna remind my frenz,&lt;br /&gt;Is,Shak &amp; ayn may be dancers,&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz,Me,Eric,aizat &amp;amp; yazid may be musicians,&lt;br /&gt;Effy might be an artist,&lt;br /&gt;Linda may be talented in lots of areas,&lt;br /&gt;But just think,&lt;br /&gt;If we combine everything together,&lt;br /&gt;what do we get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the answer i'm wanting to noe..&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Goodnytez..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115030384118562079?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115030384118562079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115030384118562079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115030384118562079'/><link rel='self' 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him i will say,&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord,Pls do,&lt;br /&gt;Give my frenz their day,&lt;br /&gt;And as to the back I may lay,&lt;br /&gt;My life's so depressing,&lt;br /&gt;So cloudy and grey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart pumping,&lt;br /&gt;And my ears buzzing,&lt;br /&gt;I put down my guitar,&lt;br /&gt;And I stopped singing,&lt;br /&gt;Hearing the phone ring,&lt;br /&gt;I let go,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling heartless,&lt;br /&gt;and disappointing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't that great..&lt;br /&gt;The tide has turned,&lt;br /&gt;and the wave has hit us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one,&lt;br /&gt;all my frenz will fall.&lt;br /&gt;We were once called as one,&lt;br /&gt;But now we're splitting,&lt;br /&gt;becoming weaker,&lt;br /&gt;and into smaller groups..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;The handicapps..&lt;br /&gt;we were boys from different backgrounds,&lt;br /&gt;and different parts of Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;but upon meeting,&lt;br /&gt;fate was kind..&lt;br /&gt;It filled in our emptiness,&lt;br /&gt;with one they'd called happiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had different talents,&lt;br /&gt;and different gifts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yazid could play soccer well,&lt;br /&gt;and hit the guitar..&lt;br /&gt;-Eric plays soccer with skill,&lt;br /&gt;and hits three instruments...&lt;br /&gt;-Aizat is an outgoing fellow,&lt;br /&gt;and has a talent in singing..&lt;br /&gt;-Fendi is gifted is ways of the arts,&lt;br /&gt;he is sociable and helpful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made us meet,&lt;br /&gt;For a Gift,&lt;br /&gt;But now,&lt;br /&gt;he is showing us the Curse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the happy beginning,&lt;br /&gt;God puts in more events,&lt;br /&gt;events dat will lead,&lt;br /&gt;to every handicapp,&lt;br /&gt;showing his true colours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one by one,&lt;br /&gt;they all showed..&lt;br /&gt;and one by one,&lt;br /&gt;problems start to arised..&lt;br /&gt;one by one,&lt;br /&gt;hatred and jealousy start to appear,&lt;br /&gt;and finally one by one,&lt;br /&gt;they all start to leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a promise,&lt;br /&gt;that as long as i was in ITE,&lt;br /&gt;I would give my frenz the best,&lt;br /&gt;life could ever offer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would extend my abilities and talents,&lt;br /&gt;to teach them,&lt;br /&gt;and to guide them,&lt;br /&gt;so dat they will have a better life ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why must all this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a General in an army,&lt;br /&gt;My responsibility is to plan and strategise..&lt;br /&gt;For the Victory of my men..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must plan against battles,&lt;br /&gt;and win them,&lt;br /&gt;as my men excel through their way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in this battle,&lt;br /&gt;it's different..&lt;br /&gt;Who am i fighting against?&lt;br /&gt;Who am i fighting for?&lt;br /&gt;What is the cause of the war?&lt;br /&gt;Issit really a war?&lt;br /&gt;But the worst part i asked,&lt;br /&gt;what benefit will this battle give me?&lt;br /&gt;or even my frenz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood confused,&lt;br /&gt;not knowing what to do..&lt;br /&gt;I must think and think,&lt;br /&gt;of plans to improve the life of others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people have different characteristic,&lt;br /&gt;and you're bound to have differences..&lt;br /&gt;but the most important tactic,&lt;br /&gt;is being understanding..&lt;br /&gt;Once u understand them,&lt;br /&gt;it is better to deal with them..&lt;br /&gt;And u must accept the fact,&lt;br /&gt;that everyone is different in his and her own way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today something happen at skool,&lt;br /&gt;and unfateful event which led much deeper,&lt;br /&gt;into the depths of battle..&lt;br /&gt;Aizat was fuming with anger and rage,&lt;br /&gt;ready to strike anytime..&lt;br /&gt;While eric was so angry and frustrated,&lt;br /&gt;that he calmed himself by sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened,&lt;br /&gt;was useless trying to say..&lt;br /&gt;I was not mad or blamed anyone for this..&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;i felt hurt,&lt;br /&gt;i felt sad and disappointed,&lt;br /&gt;that something like this would happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as a gentlemen,&lt;br /&gt;i take things naturally..&lt;br /&gt;never will i settle things on my own,&lt;br /&gt;and never will i take the law,&lt;br /&gt;into my own hands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be patient..&lt;br /&gt;Mummy told me,&lt;br /&gt;Let people do bad things to you,&lt;br /&gt;let them..&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;you dun strike back..&lt;br /&gt;But u return them back,&lt;br /&gt;With hope and love..&lt;br /&gt;u must always be patient..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad dat i am one today..&lt;br /&gt;Let them do what they want..&lt;br /&gt;Coz i'm sure,&lt;br /&gt;It's not my authority to decide..&lt;br /&gt;But I will leave it to God to settle..&lt;br /&gt;in His powerful and Fair way..&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya Allah itu Maha Kaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God won't leave me in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;He will guide me,&lt;br /&gt;and find the cure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't bicker,&lt;br /&gt;nor will i start a fight,&lt;br /&gt;I don't talk behind my frenz,&lt;br /&gt;And i won'thurt them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why,&lt;br /&gt;I have to find a way..&lt;br /&gt;Though i'm sacrificing my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;I must do what a man must,&lt;br /&gt;And give the love to my fwenz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As on today,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be,&lt;br /&gt;will be..&lt;br /&gt;The future's not for me to see..&lt;br /&gt;And i will leave it to Allah,&lt;br /&gt;For He is trully the One..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To effy and ayn,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for trying to tell..&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i do not want to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wished i could,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I wished..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday,&lt;br /&gt;Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;I will make things alright,&lt;br /&gt;Forever..&lt;br /&gt;-I live upon this phrase..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But sadly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My conflict with Fatin Hanani will never end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But now it has,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I noe i wasn't being honest by doing this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but i have to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;for the sake of her happiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The entry i posted about her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;was all a make-up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I had to do it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Coz i want her to hate me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So dat she can live life better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But now it's too late for explanations,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But i never regretted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm glad i could do something for Fatin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;though my entry was a lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Her life is surely better now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I had to do it Fatin,i had..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Take care for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You have a life to live,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ANd remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i always told u,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dat i will do anything to make your life better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And so i did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you will live better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm sorry for making a lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but for your happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;anything i will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Take carez..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;-Feelings will nver fade..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/15881909-115020513156714572?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115020513156714572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115010713863362116</id><published>2006-06-13T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:12:21.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life is short</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/5421/1486/400/the%20handicaps%20%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Handicapps,&lt;br /&gt;Feat Dani-Fendi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;So fast,and at times,&lt;br /&gt;we didn't even realise dat it's gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it really happens,&lt;br /&gt;Why do we start to regret?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we blame things and others,&lt;br /&gt;when we are the ones,&lt;br /&gt;who never really appreciate it,&lt;br /&gt;when it's there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we cry all those tears,&lt;br /&gt;And start having all these fears,&lt;br /&gt;when throughout all this years,&lt;br /&gt;We hold the power,&lt;br /&gt;to make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;why does it all happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does a tear means so much?&lt;br /&gt;What does it really defines?&lt;br /&gt;Does it shows dat we're really sad?&lt;br /&gt;Or shows dat we r actually too happy?&lt;br /&gt;why does it all happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions represent our feelings,&lt;br /&gt;In each and every season,&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the weather,&lt;br /&gt;it never fails to paint a weather,&lt;br /&gt;of how we might feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;why does this all happens?&lt;br /&gt;And when i start to think about it,&lt;br /&gt;Eventually I knew,&lt;br /&gt;That everything happens for a reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The People I meet,&lt;br /&gt;And the Events that happens,&lt;br /&gt;It all happens for a reason..&lt;br /&gt;And the circumstances that's within,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes then i ask,&lt;br /&gt;what is it to burn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so complicated,&lt;br /&gt;What effy said is true,&lt;br /&gt;Why must we be like the O.C and One Tree Hill?&lt;br /&gt;When we can be so happy like Friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousand questions may appear,&lt;br /&gt;and all my answers will disappear...&lt;br /&gt;Still,i'm finding the cure to the illness,&lt;br /&gt;the medicine dat will ease the life of everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When One problem is solved,&lt;br /&gt;another arises..&lt;br /&gt;It's like a Merry-go-round ride,&lt;br /&gt;of endless obstacles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found The door,&lt;br /&gt;I forget to bring my keys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I have My keys,&lt;br /&gt;I found the wrong door,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when i have my key,&lt;br /&gt;and I found the correct door,&lt;br /&gt;The door lock has been changed,&lt;br /&gt;and i can no longer open it,&lt;br /&gt;for i was all too late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;i believe everything happens for a reason,&lt;br /&gt;even to love,&lt;br /&gt;it does..&lt;br /&gt;I will never be late again,&lt;br /&gt;I will bring my key,&lt;br /&gt;and unlock the door,&lt;br /&gt;and show the correct path,&lt;br /&gt;so that my friends can find,&lt;br /&gt;the everlasting happiness within..&lt;br /&gt;And dat,is a promise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as it happens,&lt;br /&gt;on the soil of ITE Clementi,&lt;br /&gt;It becomes my responsibility,&lt;br /&gt;and duty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A Say To My Frenz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Shak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry to hear this very sad news,&lt;br /&gt;Though it's all unexpected,&lt;br /&gt;It's bound to happen,&lt;br /&gt;Accept it as a test from God,&lt;br /&gt;Someday,Somehow,&lt;br /&gt;You will find someone better.&lt;br /&gt;With your warm smile,&lt;br /&gt;And Very Caring Character,&lt;br /&gt;you will find someone better,&lt;br /&gt;I know..&lt;br /&gt;Trust Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne..oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ayyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Nizza),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember,&lt;br /&gt;You always hold the great power of freedom,&lt;br /&gt;in your plain but beloved hands..&lt;br /&gt;It may seem nothing,&lt;br /&gt;But the greatest freedom a person can get,&lt;br /&gt;Is to make the choice,&lt;br /&gt;of his/her own will..&lt;br /&gt;And noone should do it for you,&lt;br /&gt;Always listen to your heart,&lt;br /&gt;feel it,wherever it may think or go,&lt;br /&gt;And when it sings a lullaby to you,&lt;br /&gt;Listen,coz yr heart is doing a favour,&lt;br /&gt;To let u noe wad it wants,&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;I'm always here,&lt;br /&gt;for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Dun be sad,&lt;br /&gt;Coz i'm not mad,&lt;br /&gt;And dun feel bad,&lt;br /&gt;About that,&lt;br /&gt;I'm cool,and were never angry..&lt;br /&gt;i'm always smiling,and feeling happy..&lt;br /&gt;you're a great person,&lt;br /&gt;and i look forward to knowing you more..&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115010713863362116?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115010713863362116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115010713863362116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115010713863362116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115010713863362116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-life-is-short.html' title='My Life is short'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115000236983909832</id><published>2006-06-12T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T13:10:32.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute To an awesome Victory</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to the &lt;strong&gt;England Team&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;They &lt;strong&gt;won&lt;/strong&gt; Paraguay 1-0 yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;with an own goal..&lt;br /&gt;though &lt;strong&gt;England&lt;/strong&gt; did not scored,&lt;br /&gt;it's still a &lt;strong&gt;victory to be honoured&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Cheers to &lt;strong&gt;England&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;Idol&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;Hero&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;David Beckham&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;Captain&lt;/strong&gt; of England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/1657735377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/3842124243.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/5421/1486/400/2103376764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                     &lt;strong&gt;David Beckham&lt;/strong&gt;,one of the &lt;strong&gt;greatest pla&lt;/strong&gt;yer in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you're the best player i knew..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and trust me,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;noone can replace you..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;CheeRs :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115000236983909832?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115000236983909832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115000236983909832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115000236983909832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115000236983909832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/06/tribute-to-awesome-victory.html' title='A Tribute To an awesome Victory'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115000876141101743</id><published>2006-06-12T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T14:55:21.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funeral For a Friend</title><content type='html'>To &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fatin Hanani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few lines to tell you how I feel,&lt;br /&gt;A few lines to show I care.&lt;br /&gt;But what good will these few lines do,&lt;br /&gt;If you were never really there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words will just be written,&lt;br /&gt;Never noticed or read.&lt;br /&gt;All my feelings down on paper...&lt;br /&gt;All the thoughts that fill my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whispered softly to myself&lt;br /&gt;So no one else can hear&lt;br /&gt;Only I can see what's written,&lt;br /&gt;Only I can feel my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shutting out the world around me,&lt;br /&gt;Only I can hear my cries,&lt;br /&gt;Writing my feelings down on paper,&lt;br /&gt;My heart starts to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying inside&lt;br /&gt;But no one seems to know,&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to hold on...&lt;br /&gt;But I'm slowly letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;you're an amazing soul,&lt;br /&gt;we used to be one,&lt;br /&gt;now we've split into two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright,things are great,&lt;br /&gt;life tastes better now,&lt;br /&gt;I will always rmb the date,&lt;br /&gt;the time and our moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my Mummy told me,&lt;br /&gt;that life offers so much,&lt;br /&gt;and if you think i was great,&lt;br /&gt;dere will be better ones out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All will be waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;all will start their love for you,&lt;br /&gt;you will have a new story and chapter,&lt;br /&gt;with you and love,as their author...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care now,&lt;br /&gt;as i make my final goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;I wish to say,&lt;br /&gt;Take Care and all the best,&lt;br /&gt;I will never ever go back to you,&lt;br /&gt;My love for you has died in february,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me,&lt;br /&gt;it hurt so much,&lt;br /&gt;and it disappeared,&lt;br /&gt;and so remember,&lt;br /&gt;u will find someone better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;hearts..&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0046%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/PICT0046%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; --Fatin Hanani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0031%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0009%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/PICT0009%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her smiles &amp; laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/P1040340%20(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/P1040340%20%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and her cute &amp;amp; lovely face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s&lt;br /&gt;If you ever wanna know why I went for others,and not you?&lt;br /&gt;This is my answer:&lt;br /&gt;Because they are everything that u're not,and that's why I,&lt;br /&gt;love them..&lt;br /&gt;-Families,&lt;br /&gt;-Friends,&lt;br /&gt;-Ncc&lt;br /&gt;-Soccer&lt;br /&gt;-and everything..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115000876141101743?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115000876141101743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115000876141101743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115000876141101743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115000876141101743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/06/funeral-for-friend.html' title='Funeral For a Friend'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-115000427028334159</id><published>2006-06-12T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T13:37:50.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LiFe taste tasteless,so drink Coke!</title><content type='html'>When you wake up,&lt;br /&gt;what's the first thing you'd think of?&lt;br /&gt;would you find dat something's missing?&lt;br /&gt;or possibly your heart is not at place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you wake up,&lt;br /&gt;what's the second thing you'd do?&lt;br /&gt;would you recall back what was missing?&lt;br /&gt;or simply leave yr heart thinking alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you have bath and freshen up,&lt;br /&gt;The third thing you'd do,is to remember.&lt;br /&gt;You will know what has been missing,&lt;br /&gt;and you won't leave yr heart alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after knowing what to do,&lt;br /&gt;you then ask yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Will i do this,or will i not?&lt;br /&gt;And if i do,i will make a difference,&lt;br /&gt;And if i don't,i will simply,&lt;br /&gt;be the one,&lt;br /&gt;who complains of being different,&lt;br /&gt;from the others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Very Gd Afternoon to Boys &amp; Girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a wonderful outing yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;as usual,&lt;br /&gt;i went on with an outing with my class,SD..&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;it was super-duper fun..&lt;br /&gt;i would say 2 thumbs up,&lt;br /&gt;if possible,i'll raise more..&lt;br /&gt;but i only have two thumbs..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight,&lt;br /&gt;and so,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;we met at Orchard,&lt;br /&gt;and had lunch at Far East Plaza,&lt;br /&gt;at one of the "Food Court",&lt;br /&gt;kinda weird,the food tastes plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I  met up with my floorball seniors,&lt;br /&gt;Yazid,&lt;br /&gt;Fida,&lt;br /&gt;Shikin,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Naqiah&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh,these names r very familiar to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to play pool at Merdian,&lt;br /&gt;and walked all the way to Somerset..&lt;br /&gt;along the way,&lt;br /&gt;met Kak Huda at her workplace,&lt;br /&gt;and was given a free but special drink..&lt;br /&gt;she makes it very nyce,&lt;br /&gt;she even wrote my name and Mr Handsome,&lt;br /&gt;haha..thanks kakak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then made our way to Meridian,&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching,&lt;br /&gt;the place was full,and so small..&lt;br /&gt;we had to book and wait for some time..&lt;br /&gt;the girls did not wanna play,&lt;br /&gt;and 4 a moment,&lt;br /&gt;we had to do some brainstorming..&lt;br /&gt;think,think and think..&lt;br /&gt;finally i came up with an idea,&lt;br /&gt;of going to Marina..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys can play pool,&lt;br /&gt;and the girls,bowling..&lt;br /&gt;furthermore,it's side by side..&lt;br /&gt;we will have a great time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after playing a bit of catching,&lt;br /&gt;went on a journey of almost an hour,&lt;br /&gt;to reach marina..&lt;br /&gt;along the way,&lt;br /&gt;stopped at coffee bean to buy some drink,&lt;br /&gt;camwhore a bit,here and dere,&lt;br /&gt;and also catwalk a bit..haha..&lt;br /&gt;it's fun though,&lt;br /&gt;wlaking wif your frenz,4 about 50miles,&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't mind,&lt;br /&gt;coz yr frenz r always dere 4 u..&lt;br /&gt;aight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then reached marina at bout 7pm,&lt;br /&gt;played pool insted of bowling,&lt;br /&gt;coz it's crowded dere..&lt;br /&gt;had some problems at first,&lt;br /&gt;but settled it within seconds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;had a totally great time..&lt;br /&gt;i won hasyim and yazid,&lt;br /&gt;and i was perfectly good,&lt;br /&gt;for hitting the white ball into the holes,&lt;br /&gt;imagine dat..my oppenents getting free ball,&lt;br /&gt;all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;then met azhar and his fren!&lt;br /&gt;haha..i was happy meeting him..&lt;br /&gt;he's such a great guy to mingle with..&lt;br /&gt;hope he cums to the chalet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, the tiring events,&lt;br /&gt;some headed home,&lt;br /&gt;and some went to esplanade to chill..&lt;br /&gt;only the survivors made it..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;and during dat tym,&lt;br /&gt;i was happily andpaying hard attention to azhar,&lt;br /&gt;he has a special and unique way of speaking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can make the whole group laugh..&lt;br /&gt;trust me..&lt;br /&gt;Shak is honoured and lucky to have hym,&lt;br /&gt;and i bet,Shak will smile throughout her life..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..3 cheers for azhar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap..&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;we all went home..&lt;br /&gt;heading to our own,&lt;br /&gt;and seperate ways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lesson i learnt dat Nyte,&lt;br /&gt;"Life tastes tasteless,&lt;br /&gt;so drink coke,&lt;br /&gt;and it will taste better.."&lt;br /&gt;haha..thanks azhar..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-115000427028334159?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/115000427028334159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=115000427028334159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115000427028334159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/115000427028334159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-taste-tastelessso-drink-coke.html' title='LiFe taste tasteless,so drink Coke!'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-114959634376062464</id><published>2006-06-07T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:19:03.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day of 6/6/06..</title><content type='html'>Today,&lt;br /&gt;6/6/06&lt;br /&gt;a very unique number..&lt;br /&gt;dat may happen only once,&lt;br /&gt;in the millenium..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryte now,&lt;br /&gt;i am 16,going on 17..&lt;br /&gt;i may not live dat long to witness dat unique date again,&lt;br /&gt;and so,here i am enjoying this day to the fullest..&lt;br /&gt;before i continue about my day,&lt;br /&gt;here are some pictures which i had not uploaded..&lt;br /&gt;check it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Ameer%20and%20Eric%20tryin%20to%20be%20funny!!!%20(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/Ameer%20and%20Eric%20tryin%20to%20be%20funny%21%21%21%20%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 The Beach Flower Girls,me and eric trying to act pretty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Ameer%20dun%20be%20cheeky%20la%20(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/Ameer%20dun%20be%20cheeky%20la%20%284%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Man of the day..me in a formal suit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Image(560)%20(2).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/Image%28560%29%20%282%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Me &amp; a very special friend,ILah and me..showing her hp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-114959634376062464?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/114959634376062464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=114959634376062464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/114959634376062464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/114959634376062464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-of-6606.html' title='The day of 6/6/06..'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-114959777415126852</id><published>2006-06-07T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:42:54.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where'd you go?</title><content type='html'>a hundred nights I may nt sleep,&lt;br /&gt;to wait and gaze 4 a ver special star...&lt;br /&gt;but as i looked and turned,&lt;br /&gt;i just couldn't find..&lt;br /&gt;where you are now,&lt;br /&gt;and what's in yr life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a mistake once,&lt;br /&gt;when u opened up,&lt;br /&gt;i simply walked away..&lt;br /&gt;u were so sincere and caring,&lt;br /&gt;and datz wad makes u so so special..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I missed you so..&lt;br /&gt;it's like it has been forever,&lt;br /&gt;since u were gone..&lt;br /&gt;plz come back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-For a very special person..&lt;br /&gt;(borned in 1989..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey..&lt;br /&gt;skool was great today,&lt;br /&gt;amazing &amp; beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;frenz sure do light up my day..&lt;br /&gt;i really treasure this frenz i have..&lt;br /&gt;we came from diff background,&lt;br /&gt;and things might be rocky in the start,&lt;br /&gt;but as we moved on,&lt;br /&gt;we are now experiencing the true nature of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were boring,&lt;br /&gt;tried my best not to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;kept thinking of mummy,&lt;br /&gt;couldn't bear to upset her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;and so,&lt;br /&gt;after all the lessons had ended,&lt;br /&gt;it was movie tym!&lt;br /&gt;haha..went inside the lounge,&lt;br /&gt;and god,it was so packed light sardines..&lt;br /&gt;sardine?sounded like sadrina..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupz,&lt;br /&gt;then we watched a korean horror,&lt;br /&gt;which i jumped when i was scared,&lt;br /&gt;hehe..but the movie was kinda boring,&lt;br /&gt;until we switched to date movie..&lt;br /&gt;haha..damn it'z good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was super-duper- funny..&lt;br /&gt;but a pity we had to leave early for lessons..&lt;br /&gt;so yar..&lt;br /&gt;went for bfd...&lt;br /&gt;and guess wart,&lt;br /&gt;we met the teacher again..&lt;br /&gt;i slept totally the whole lessons,&lt;br /&gt;and guess wart,&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt dat i was going rock climbing..&lt;br /&gt;weird weird and weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;after that,&lt;br /&gt;we all went home,&lt;br /&gt;wanted to eat at first,&lt;br /&gt;but mummy cooked,&lt;br /&gt;sohad to go home and eat..&lt;br /&gt;sorry ilah for dat..&lt;br /&gt;and god,effy was really hungry..&lt;br /&gt;but he's kinda cute..&lt;br /&gt;especially when he does the goofy laughter..&lt;br /&gt;goota hear it more man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with the lady &amp; 3 heroes..&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to be kiasu and so,&lt;br /&gt;i ran inside when the train arrived..&lt;br /&gt;i managed to seat..and was feeling happy..&lt;br /&gt;coz usually,i was standing..&lt;br /&gt;and for a day..i felt happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to marsiling wif daddy yazid..&lt;br /&gt;and to all the guys out dere,&lt;br /&gt;some where in marsiling,&lt;br /&gt;they sell cheap gatsby wax at only $2.10!&lt;br /&gt;gotta check it out man..&lt;br /&gt;hell yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching home,&lt;br /&gt;i ate dinner,&lt;br /&gt;and rested..&lt;br /&gt;and thought about the day,&lt;br /&gt;and my feelings..&lt;br /&gt;and somehow,&lt;br /&gt;my heart misses dat someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts for my frenz..&lt;br /&gt;Aizat:&lt;br /&gt;Mr B is really an amazing guy..&lt;br /&gt;somehow,i can connect well with hym..&lt;br /&gt;one thing we share in comment,&lt;br /&gt;is dat we both r CLT's..&lt;br /&gt;he is very sociable..&lt;br /&gt;when i first met him,&lt;br /&gt;i thought he was a mat and gangsta,&lt;br /&gt;but no,he is a very nyce man..&lt;br /&gt;with lots of stories to tell,&lt;br /&gt;we can talk anything under the sun..&lt;br /&gt;haha..yeah..and,he likes dat certain someone..&lt;br /&gt;i will support him,and offer him guidance..&lt;br /&gt;may u have the best in life my brother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking bout her,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why..&lt;br /&gt;it has been months since we met nor msg..&lt;br /&gt;the last tym i met her was when we had a titans gathering..&lt;br /&gt;and the death of her uncle &amp; auntie really made her sad..&lt;br /&gt;i managed to counsell her,but only wif words..&lt;br /&gt;i know i could have done more..&lt;br /&gt;but i wasn't man enuff..&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't there for her when she needs me..&lt;br /&gt;she is like so sincere and nyce..&lt;br /&gt;she's special and so amzing..&lt;br /&gt;things could have started between us,&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't,for she's taking A'levels..&lt;br /&gt;i wanted her to study,i don't want her to end up like me...&lt;br /&gt;so wherever she is,&lt;br /&gt;i wish her all the best..&lt;br /&gt;i will find u sumday..&lt;br /&gt;i promise..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-114959777415126852?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/114959777415126852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=114959777415126852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/114959777415126852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/114959777415126852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/06/whered-you-go.html' title='Where&apos;d you go?'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-114950470758129824</id><published>2006-06-06T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T18:51:48.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of my heart..</title><content type='html'>Friends may come and go,&lt;br /&gt;so don't just sit there and wait,&lt;br /&gt;treasure your time with them,&lt;br /&gt;and make the moments unforgettable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pictures,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Fana,ayn &amp; Dani Fendi..&lt;br /&gt;you guys rock so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,here are the pictures of my performances,&lt;br /&gt;and the frenz of my life...&lt;br /&gt;check them out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Aizat%20and%20Lin%20-%20so%20cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/Aizat%20and%20Lin%20-%20so%20cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                  The Happiest MAn alive &amp; LIn..tHey r so sweet seh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Ameer%20dun%20be%20cheeky%20la%20(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/Ameer%20dun%20be%20cheeky%20la%20%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  The Man who sold the world..the vocalist of the day...          &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                  *thanks ayn 4 the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/The%20Handicaps%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/The%20Handicaps%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  3/4 handicapps,without the lead singer and drummer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/girls%20of%20SD%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/girls%20of%20SD%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  The girls of SD: ayn,fana,Lin,Shak &amp; ilah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Image(556)%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/Image%28556%29%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 The drummer and the brother i look up to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Image(558).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/Image%28558%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  His name is Is,haha..the dancer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Image(573)%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/Image%28573%29%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Next Top model..Lin,the stylo-milo gurl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/SD%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/SD%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  The Handicapps versus the Sluts Inc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/Yazid%20and%20Lin%20muke%20stoink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/Yazid%20and%20Lin%20muke%20stoink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Yazid and Lin..oh yar,and Hasyim too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-114950470758129824?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/114950470758129824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=114950470758129824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/114950470758129824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/114950470758129824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/06/pictures-of-my-heart.html' title='Pictures of my heart..'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-114934109224239172</id><published>2006-06-04T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T21:24:53.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ThE rIsE &amp; ShiNe oF a boY,and His Fans &amp; Frenz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/1109005808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/1109005808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey :)&lt;br /&gt;Hey :)&lt;br /&gt;Hey :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'z been time since i last update..&lt;br /&gt;and so,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna share lotsa good good news to ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floorball:&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz made it as the team's goalkeeper!&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers 4 sweet revenge!&lt;br /&gt;And me,&lt;br /&gt;i scored 3 goals,&lt;br /&gt;and impressed the coach real much...&lt;br /&gt;he said i had pretty good moves and speed..&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers 4 me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the update for Friday,2nd June 06..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very memorable day for all of us..&lt;br /&gt;it was a day full of hope,smiles and happiness..&lt;br /&gt;guess wart,&lt;br /&gt;it was my first ever performance in skool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell ya..&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time..&lt;br /&gt;4get it,it's maing me sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;I,eric &amp; yazid were playing guitar,&lt;br /&gt;when one of the band members,&lt;br /&gt;came up to me us and asked wheter we wanna performed or not,&lt;br /&gt;it was a moment of truth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's either we do or don't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we don't,&lt;br /&gt;we may never get this chance again,&lt;br /&gt;if we do,&lt;br /&gt;it will be our chance to shine in the skool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a min of thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;we finally said "yes"...&lt;br /&gt;we were told to pick one song to jam,&lt;br /&gt;and meet up with other band at 6.00pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes..we hour about 8 hours to prepare..&lt;br /&gt;in the class,&lt;br /&gt;we couldn't study..&lt;br /&gt;and during bfd,&lt;br /&gt;i was scolded by teacher..&lt;br /&gt;due to a lame reason..&lt;br /&gt;i almost cried man..&lt;br /&gt;i really respect her..&lt;br /&gt;but she brought it down by yelling at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but aniwaes..&lt;br /&gt;we spent hours practising,&lt;br /&gt;we chose the song blind at first,&lt;br /&gt;but then we changed it,&lt;br /&gt;coz there pitch problem here and dere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wart,&lt;br /&gt;in the studio,&lt;br /&gt;i played all types of instruments..&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know i could..&lt;br /&gt;like the bongo,tabla,chimes,&lt;br /&gt;xylephone,trumpet,and lots more..&lt;br /&gt;but the best,&lt;br /&gt;i played was the piano..&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't find any violin,&lt;br /&gt;but nvm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;we all prayed solat asar,&lt;br /&gt;to get guidance from god b4 the performance..&lt;br /&gt;after make up here and there,&lt;br /&gt;we were all set to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the sun sets,&lt;br /&gt;people start to rush in,&lt;br /&gt;parents,students and more..&lt;br /&gt;everyone was watching..&lt;br /&gt;as they had  a bit of dinner..&lt;br /&gt;we were the last to performed,&lt;br /&gt;but we were never afraid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st performance,&lt;br /&gt;Malay Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Performance,&lt;br /&gt;Clementi band..&lt;br /&gt;played all types of songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last performance,&lt;br /&gt;us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best part was,&lt;br /&gt;when we performed,&lt;br /&gt;all the people gathered,&lt;br /&gt;and cheered for us..&lt;br /&gt;the thing was,&lt;br /&gt;we were just new and fresh peeps..&lt;br /&gt;yet,lots of them were supporting us..&lt;br /&gt;and dat,is the nikmat of praying..&lt;br /&gt;thank you God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then,&lt;br /&gt;we sang..&lt;br /&gt;the song by Peterpan,&lt;br /&gt;"Mimpi yang sempurna"&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;"Mungkin Nanti"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b4 i sang,&lt;br /&gt;i wore the blazer dat the previous vocalist was wearing..&lt;br /&gt;as it covered me,&lt;br /&gt;i felt that luck and hope was dere too..&lt;br /&gt;and as i grabbed my guitar,&lt;br /&gt;i rmbered the times where i used to perform,&lt;br /&gt;in unity..it gave me encouragement,&lt;br /&gt;and motivation to perform..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i then looked at the audiences,&lt;br /&gt;and as i nodded,&lt;br /&gt;yazid strummed the guitar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mungkinkah,bilaku ku bertanya.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the audience were cheering out loud..&lt;br /&gt;the quiet became noisy,&lt;br /&gt;the bored became excited,&lt;br /&gt;and the ordinary,&lt;br /&gt;became the extra-ordinary..&lt;br /&gt;people changed,&lt;br /&gt;and if i'm not wrong,&lt;br /&gt;they were all singing along wif me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a moment dat i will never 4get..&lt;br /&gt;and the best part was,&lt;br /&gt;a girl came up to the stage,&lt;br /&gt;and offered me a flower!&lt;br /&gt;i was so touched!&lt;br /&gt;this meant dat i had done a great job,&lt;br /&gt;for only me received it..i'm happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dedicate this song to all my frenz..&lt;br /&gt;and the most important lesson is,&lt;br /&gt;dat it doesn't matter how good u sing,&lt;br /&gt;but it is the fans dat support u counts..&lt;br /&gt;for a star is useless without any support..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dat,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank God,&lt;br /&gt;my First ever Fan,&lt;br /&gt;Fana!&lt;br /&gt;and my families..&lt;br /&gt;Eric,&lt;br /&gt;Yazid,&lt;br /&gt;Aizat,&lt;br /&gt;Ilah,&lt;br /&gt;Ayn,&lt;br /&gt;Lin,&lt;br /&gt;Shak,&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz,&lt;br /&gt;Hasyim,&lt;br /&gt;and all the people who supported us..&lt;br /&gt;without u,there is no me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then took lotsa pics,&lt;br /&gt;gonna upload it soon..&lt;br /&gt;and the best part ever,&lt;br /&gt;was seeing my bro,aizat,&lt;br /&gt;so so the happy!&lt;br /&gt;hehe..after taking pics wif lin,&lt;br /&gt;he told me dat he couldn't sleep..&lt;br /&gt;u will know when u see his face in the pic..&lt;br /&gt;it was like he is getting married..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes,&lt;br /&gt;all the best to u bro aizat,&lt;br /&gt;if there's a will,dere is always a way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks,&lt;br /&gt;and no matter wad,&lt;br /&gt;i will never forget the fans,&lt;br /&gt;who cheered 4 me..&lt;br /&gt;let this be a new beginning,&lt;br /&gt;and the birth,&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ameer hassaan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love u guys..&lt;br /&gt;now this is wad i call,&lt;br /&gt;the art of performing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My life is always getting better,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it will always will..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;how about u?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-114934109224239172?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/114934109224239172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=114934109224239172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/638677401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/638677401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind was there,&lt;br /&gt;on this warm and lovely Tuesday...&lt;br /&gt;Guiding me wherever I may go,&lt;br /&gt;It will always be here,I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skool was fyne today,&lt;br /&gt;everything went in circles as usual,&lt;br /&gt;after class we had lunch,&lt;br /&gt;and after lunch,&lt;br /&gt;we went to the back of the skool to chill,&lt;br /&gt;and played our games,&lt;br /&gt;like how we normally did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wart,&lt;br /&gt;I played Volleyball today,&lt;br /&gt;hehe..with Fana and my Dad,Yazid..&lt;br /&gt;as we waited for thinking skills,&lt;br /&gt;we spent our tyme by playing,&lt;br /&gt;and everything goes in circles again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is true,&lt;br /&gt;Dat BFD is totally bored..&lt;br /&gt;i gotta agree with effy with this..&lt;br /&gt;the boredom clouds my mind,&lt;br /&gt;but i had to open up in order to concentrate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class,&lt;br /&gt;we all went back our seperate ways..&lt;br /&gt;My heart wasn't at place today,&lt;br /&gt;coz there's things dat i need to discuss wif..&lt;br /&gt;so i met up with ilah and had a long chat wif her,&lt;br /&gt;all the way to bedok..haha..we took bus 14,&lt;br /&gt;which i wanted 7,&lt;br /&gt;but nvm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel bad for ilah,&lt;br /&gt;like..things were great in the first few weeks..&lt;br /&gt;but now,&lt;br /&gt;it may nt look the same animore..&lt;br /&gt;in skool,&lt;br /&gt;she is always alone most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;and i know that the feeling of lonliness really hurts,&lt;br /&gt;and so i tried to push away the lonliness frm her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's really happening,&lt;br /&gt;but I hope things will be fyne again..&lt;br /&gt;i want to see everyone like how we used to be,&lt;br /&gt;in the first few orientation weeks..&lt;br /&gt;it's like so nyce and lovely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much experiences and observations,&lt;br /&gt;i realised that love is a very fragile thing,&lt;br /&gt;it's beautiful by nature,&lt;br /&gt;but otherwise,&lt;br /&gt;it could be very dangerous..&lt;br /&gt;one wrong move,&lt;br /&gt;and it could destroy everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday,&lt;br /&gt;and somehow,&lt;br /&gt;as long as i'm in clementi,&lt;br /&gt;and before i leave the skool in January,&lt;br /&gt;I will make things better again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S,&lt;br /&gt;thinking bout John Mayer,&lt;br /&gt;he is really a great musician..&lt;br /&gt;thanks hafiz for introducing hym to me..&lt;br /&gt;you're a great bro..&lt;br /&gt;will i be the next John Mayer?&lt;br /&gt;haha..god knws..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishlist&lt;br /&gt;-Make it to the floorball team,&lt;br /&gt;-Get my first Violin&lt;br /&gt;-Make it through and be a Vocalist of the&lt;br /&gt;Clementi Rock Band..&lt;br /&gt;-Make my friends happy and smile always..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-114899826801596888?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/114899826801596888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=114899826801596888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/114899826801596888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/114899826801596888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/05/wheres-wind.html' title='where&apos;s the wind?'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-114873771262667366</id><published>2006-05-28T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T21:53:19.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WhO aM I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/2859270896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/400/2859270896.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was made for a reason,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And was given a gift,and a curse..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And after all the damages had taken place..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm half the man i thought dat i would be..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And after all u that you had broken,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what is left of me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        -To A Certain Someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-114873771262667366?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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came into this world on a friday,&lt;br /&gt;and i will die too,on a friday..&lt;br /&gt;somehow,my instincts are telling me something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after friday prayers,&lt;br /&gt;i went back home,&lt;br /&gt;was walking towards clemanti MRT,&lt;br /&gt;with my brother,Yazid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things were okie between us,&lt;br /&gt;but i can still sense some sadness in his eyes..&lt;br /&gt;we hardly talk like how we used to..&lt;br /&gt;coz of the issue dat shook the class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but slowly,&lt;br /&gt;he managed to open some topics,&lt;br /&gt;and asked me bout life and her..&lt;br /&gt;"everything was great", i'd said..&lt;br /&gt;"how are yours?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from silence,&lt;br /&gt;we broke into laughter..&lt;br /&gt;i missed those times..&lt;br /&gt;i really wondered where it all went to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened?&lt;br /&gt;oh my..how could i not wipe those sadness away?&lt;br /&gt;i blamed myself for all that happened..&lt;br /&gt;everything was great and fyne..&lt;br /&gt;but somehow,i messed it all up..&lt;br /&gt;how could i?&lt;br /&gt;no,why did i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i closen my ties with him again,&lt;br /&gt;i swore to myself,&lt;br /&gt;dat never will i make this happen again..&lt;br /&gt;i will always help people,&lt;br /&gt;and put a smile on their face..&lt;br /&gt;what happened to policy of honesty?&lt;br /&gt;it was buried,and now i'm digging it back..&lt;br /&gt;for the sake of my brotherhood,&lt;br /&gt;and happiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i dropped at yew tee mrt,&lt;br /&gt;the rain started pouring heavily..&lt;br /&gt;i could take a cab or a bus..&lt;br /&gt;but i decided to walk through the rain..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna wash away all my tears and fears..&lt;br /&gt;as i crossed the rears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i embraced the cold and tenderness of the rain..&lt;br /&gt;now i noe how effy might have felt,&lt;br /&gt;when he too walked in the rain..&lt;br /&gt;i walked slowly,&lt;br /&gt;and got drenched in this cold season..&lt;br /&gt;let it be..&lt;br /&gt;whatever might happen..&lt;br /&gt;let the raindrops wash every single,&lt;br /&gt;dark side of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i entered my crib,&lt;br /&gt;wiping my face with a dry towel,&lt;br /&gt;i looked myself in the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;and gazed at my face,&lt;br /&gt;my brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;my thick and short eyebrows,&lt;br /&gt;my curvy nose,&lt;br /&gt;my gentle cheeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made me for a reason..&lt;br /&gt;i had a gift,and a curse..&lt;br /&gt;use any of it i could..&lt;br /&gt;but will it be for me?&lt;br /&gt;or will it be for my frenz..&lt;br /&gt;and as i looked at the stars dat night,&lt;br /&gt;i was captured by the beauty and dazzling light,&lt;br /&gt;of the stars,&lt;br /&gt;and heavenly reflection of the moon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aim for the moon,&lt;br /&gt;coz even if you might miss,&lt;br /&gt;you will lang among the stars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i sat on this chair,&lt;br /&gt;i stared at what i had wrote,&lt;br /&gt;all this while,&lt;br /&gt;from up above..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after much thinking,&lt;br /&gt;i realised,&lt;br /&gt;what kind of man,&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Highlights Of The Vocalist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-MAde through the choir audtions,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;confirmed,and now part of the team..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Made through the Rock Band Audition..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting for results,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sang Blind by Lifehouse,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and Mimpi yang Sempurna...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Part of the Floorball School Team,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No. 7 of the Team..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Effy,&lt;br /&gt;4 scoring a goal in the practice..&lt;br /&gt;To Aizat,(Mr B)&lt;br /&gt;Never Give up,&lt;br /&gt;though she's taken,&lt;br /&gt;there is always a word called,&lt;br /&gt;"hope"..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-114873603586662543?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/114873603586662543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=114873603586662543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/114873603586662543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/114873603586662543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/05/raindrops-keep-falling-on-my-head.html' title='Raindrops keep Falling On mY heaD...'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-114831021337114957</id><published>2006-05-23T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:16:15.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His mistakes,my correction..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/PICT0338%20(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/200/PICT0338%20%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starlight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Starbright,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first star dat i may see tonight..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wished i may,i wished i might,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to have the wish,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wished tonight..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo,emo,emo,&lt;br /&gt;when i'm sad,&lt;br /&gt;u'll surround me..&lt;br /&gt;making me feel depressed,&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;u merge me wif all da sad songs and poems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll start to think of the past,&lt;br /&gt;and wonder how it all end so fast..&lt;br /&gt;but with emo around,&lt;br /&gt;u gave me lights and sound,&lt;br /&gt;to make my own and newly songs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyz peeps..&lt;br /&gt;skool was great today..&lt;br /&gt;and guess wart?&lt;br /&gt;i made it to the floorball school team!&lt;br /&gt;haha..life is so beautiful..i really admire it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wart,&lt;br /&gt;among all the numbers,&lt;br /&gt;i was given my-all time favourite,&lt;br /&gt;and fated number..&lt;br /&gt;"Seven-7"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fate i might say,&lt;br /&gt;coincidence might interupt..&lt;br /&gt;but as long as i shine my name up high,&lt;br /&gt;the number will always be my guide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i scored 2 amazing goals as a beginner,&lt;br /&gt;the coach was impressed,&lt;br /&gt;the seniors were proud,&lt;br /&gt;and my peers were shocked..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..God was with me,&lt;br /&gt;and i never failed to shout,&lt;br /&gt;"alhamdulilah",when i scored..&lt;br /&gt;haha..thanks mum 4 yr lectures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,&lt;br /&gt;was fyne..&lt;br /&gt;skool started at 8am wif p.e,&lt;br /&gt;i went to skool,and at clementi,&lt;br /&gt;bumped into the beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ilah..and so,we went to skool together..&lt;br /&gt;chatted along the way,i really had a nyce tym..&lt;br /&gt;she really had beautiful eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching skool,&lt;br /&gt;changed to my gear,&lt;br /&gt;wore my ankle and knee guard,&lt;br /&gt;i have been "sick" lately..&lt;br /&gt;went 4 run around the skool,&lt;br /&gt;and proceeded wif soccer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we really had the match of our lives,&lt;br /&gt;when the boys meet the men,&lt;br /&gt;dribble here and dere,&lt;br /&gt;went past through peeps,&lt;br /&gt;and scoring goals,&lt;br /&gt;dat was awesome..&lt;br /&gt;my skill had improved,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm looking for more knowledge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then as usual,&lt;br /&gt;attended class..&lt;br /&gt;i received my first ca today..&lt;br /&gt;guess wad,&lt;br /&gt;and Gods willing,&lt;br /&gt;i got A1 for my test!&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers 4 sweet revenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;am proud of myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class then ended at bout 1pm,&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to go for floorball,&lt;br /&gt;but me and fendi decided to skip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to chill wif our peeps!&lt;br /&gt;-Fana (she rocks baby!)&lt;br /&gt;-Ilah :)&lt;br /&gt;-Lin&lt;br /&gt;-syafiqah&lt;br /&gt;-ayn&lt;br /&gt;-hafiz&lt;br /&gt;-yazid&lt;br /&gt;-fendi&lt;br /&gt;-is&lt;br /&gt;-and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had the time of our lives!&lt;br /&gt;we had lunch at Jurong Point,&lt;br /&gt;and later all reunited at Banquet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really felt at home with them,&lt;br /&gt;they are like my second family..&lt;br /&gt;really take m hat of them..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;and fana,&lt;br /&gt;she really rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we planned to have chalet during the holidays..&lt;br /&gt;hope it will happen,&lt;br /&gt;and i will definitely cum..&lt;br /&gt;bringing my guitar and songs,&lt;br /&gt;i hope to introduce them my ideas and talents..&lt;br /&gt;haha..sumday,sumhow,&lt;br /&gt;hope it will happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;life is unpredictable,&lt;br /&gt;sometymes its good,and sumtymes it may be bad..&lt;br /&gt;one moment she says goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;and next,&lt;br /&gt;she regrets and comes back to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the person,&lt;br /&gt;in this world,&lt;br /&gt;people hardly accept 2nd chances..&lt;br /&gt;once it's gone,it is gone..&lt;br /&gt;and no way it can cum back..&lt;br /&gt;i rmbered,yr old fren,&lt;br /&gt;said dat he wants a reunion,&lt;br /&gt;and u look forward to it..&lt;br /&gt;but yr hope was crashed when his brother said,&lt;br /&gt;"selepas aku ludah,aku tak akan jilat balik"..&lt;br /&gt;u lost hope,and gave up everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i always said and promised you,&lt;br /&gt;dat dere is always hope no matter where u go,&lt;br /&gt;or where u may be..&lt;br /&gt;and my patience was the root of my quality,&lt;br /&gt;of forgiveness..&lt;br /&gt;and today,i wish to tell u this..&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago,yr old fre said dat line..&lt;br /&gt;and today,&lt;br /&gt;i would say my own version..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"selepas kau ludah,mungkin tiada sesiapa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yang mungkin menjilatnya lagi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tapi nasibmu tidak akan berulang lagi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kerna setelah air ludah itu bertempiaran di lantai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tanpa disentuh,atau ditiup,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;akan ku mengambilnya kembali,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dengan tanganku sendiri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;degan sepenuh keikhlasan di hati..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dan beritahumu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;agar jangan berhenti berharap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kerna ia sentiasa berada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dalam hati mahupun jiwa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;teatp kekal,dan abadi.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will always be here if u need me..&lt;br /&gt;as long as i'm still breathing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i promise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15881909-114831021337114957?l=amer-on7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/feeds/114831021337114957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15881909&amp;postID=114831021337114957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/114831021337114957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15881909/posts/default/114831021337114957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amer-on7.blogspot.com/2006/05/his-mistakesmy-correction.html' title='His mistakes,my correction..'/><author><name>SuperBoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08986477076355741855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YdbTlEAHOmg/SCPPx8vtAXI/AAAAAAAABV0/Xs9jo_SS5l4/S220/s1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15881909.post-114813525641847020</id><published>2006-05-22T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T15:03:35.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sing sing,and now,Sick Sick"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/1600/darlz%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5421/1486/320/darlz%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;To Perform,Is my soul&lt;/span&gt;.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When two people love each other, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but they just can't seem to get things right, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how do you know when enough is enough?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After I stopped believing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that love could ever be real.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giving up on what I knew,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought my heart wouldn't heal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To me love was just a game,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a game that I could never win.&lt;/stro
