<?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-2657956345152895864</id><updated>2011-07-29T06:05:15.326+08:00</updated><category term='Entry 5 - O Holiday'/><category term='Entry 2 - Bad Day'/><category term='Entry 4 - Group Work'/><category term='Entry 3 - Floorball'/><category term='Entry 1 - Introduction'/><title type='text'>тне ноаxег ѕауѕ єн</title><subtitle type='html'>Who kicked a hole in the sky so the heavens would cry over me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-5617509057509409814</id><published>2009-12-03T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:52:08.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what's the craziest thing you've done lately?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0386472/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"Moral fiber. So, what is moral fiber? It's funny, I used to think it was always telling the truth, doing good deeds, basically being a fucking boy scout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But lately I've been seeing it differently. Now I think moral fiber's about finding that one thing you really care about. That one special thing that means more to you than anything else in the world. And when you find her, you fight for her. You risk it all, you put her in front of everything, your life, all of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And maybe the stuff you do to help her isn't so clean.&amp;nbsp; You know what? It doesn't matter. &lt;b&gt;Because in your heart you know, that the juice is worth the squeeze&lt;/b&gt;. That's what moral fiber's all about." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;from The Girl Next Door movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I've also effectively shortened my wishlist, I hope some kind soul will yknow.. get me stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-5617509057509409814?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/5617509057509409814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/12/moral-fiber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5617509057509409814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5617509057509409814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/12/moral-fiber.html' title='So what&apos;s the craziest thing you&apos;ve done lately?'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-634276262821561995</id><published>2009-12-01T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:23:49.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurhadi's back</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I just got darker!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Karmaaa&lt;/i&gt; I think this might because of all the racist remarks I've been making this past year. Hahaha but it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to talk about! I shall resort to posting in point form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been really tired&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For two weeks I have been sleep deprived. 5 days of Veloci-t, followed by MCS farewell bbq which lasted till midnight, 2 and a half days of Camp Obor, Half a day of PSLTC, followed by 10hrs of floorball U-15. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because of all that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been sleeping a lot&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I slept the whole of Hari Raya - in the journey to aunt's place at johor, at aunt's place in the afternoon, and after eating. Also on the way back, and slept some more at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Veloci-t was great, but a little gay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp was broken into 2 parts, one in Changi and the other in some jungle in Johor. I honestly think that the camp in Singapore was sufficient, but I guess that they had to bring us to the jungle to test our patience. Ants inside my sleeping bag, not having enough water for bath after getting muddy and stuff. But the food was great. Didn't expect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I got my subject combination&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo~ Got my first choice 8 sub double humans. Looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Camps&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obor was cool. It's some newspaper writing camp. I was sure we wouldnt win cos we sucked haha.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;We got a chance to interview people, condemn people and also step paparazi. Our pictures are in Berita Harian Monday 30/11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really hoping to get to know some fiery hot girl, but nah. Cikgu also kept sending us text reminders to not be "naughty" haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped the last part cos I had to attend PSL Training Camp. Which was cool too, in a different way. The night walk was awesome - and sad to say some GUYS got scared and gave up half way. Some of us went first cos we got floorball U-15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Floorball&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 15 was really good exposure. I think I improved a little, in terms of off-ball running (or wtv you they it)&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;We won every game :D But I had to leave early for a hari raya kenduri, which I didn't manage to make on time, so I went to have some Rice Ballz and headed straight for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Stuff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to buy my running shoes. They look good. I look good (in long pantz baybeh). Also putting Haven't Met You Yet on replay. Idk why. YMC this afternoon. It's a Sec3 thing. but for some reason, I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;V for VS I love VS. If you wanna be the best Join the VS Family.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R for RI I love RI. If you wanna be the best Join the VS Family!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-634276262821561995?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/634276262821561995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/12/nurhadis-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/634276262821561995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/634276262821561995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/12/nurhadis-back.html' title='Nurhadi&apos;s back'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-2324964184273514653</id><published>2009-11-15T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T12:32:53.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jahat (adj): evil; morally bad; nefarious; impious; wicked; nasty; unkind</title><content type='html'>I've been calling people jahat lately. I think I am jahat too. In fact I am jahat. :@&lt;br /&gt;I find myself jahat because I cannot control my crazy and I affect people (and their brains).&lt;br /&gt;I am very much in yesterday's mood, so this blogpost macam posted yesterday la k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I was out the whole day. and that has been happening alot lately. I don't like to stay home &lt;strike&gt;I think&lt;/strike&gt;. I'm really sure of that. (unless Im sleepy/tired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open house's malay cultural booth was boring. (except for when yknowwho was there hahaha sick ass) I enjoyed dancing/singing to the music played at the indoor sports hall though. Soccer games were quite good too actually. and Iskandar was really kental for getting injured in the first game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to PSB Academy with Hannan, Sheikh and Faris for debating course by abang Nabil. Good stuff. He looks cool! tapi perut kacau hahaha. Then went dinner with Ameera Syak Aisyah Farah and Sadrina. Sadrina looks good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went soccer! Wohoo. Actually not that wohoo lah. Got free ticket from Natas and felt so malu when I realised he just got normal tickets. Iskandar brought a friend ^^. Haha. Went Plaza Sing then zoomed home - and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Renee and Sadrina, I wish to apologize for my crazy behavior.&lt;br /&gt;Peace yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-2324964184273514653?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/2324964184273514653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-been-calling-people-jahat-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2324964184273514653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2324964184273514653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-been-calling-people-jahat-lately.html' title='jahat (adj): evil; morally bad; nefarious; impious; wicked; nasty; unkind'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7631618971210298452</id><published>2009-11-13T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:42:36.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurhadi anak Taha's friend</title><content type='html'>Hello readers of Hadi's blog! My name is Syafiqah aka Fiqo. I just helped Hadi changed his blog a little bit. He told me to do whatever I like to it. So I did this! I don't know if he'd like it, because it's all black and dark and mysterious and maybe boring too. But I hope he does! Or, he could just do something else to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is oficially a lot more alive than it was a few seconds ago. Teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7631618971210298452?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7631618971210298452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/11/nurhadi-anak-tahas-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7631618971210298452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7631618971210298452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/11/nurhadi-anak-tahas-friend.html' title='Nurhadi anak Taha&apos;s friend'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-2593332907343634659</id><published>2009-11-02T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T11:25:28.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the first time in my life I feel like completing my homework in the first week of holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fix You – Coldplay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Please Don’t Tell Her – Jason Mraz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I believe I can fly – R. Kelly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She’s the one – Robbie Williams&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PDA (We just don’t care) – John Legend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ordinary People – John Legend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save the last dance for me – Michael Buble&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You raise me up – Josh Groban&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Follow you into the dark – Death cab for cutie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Creep – Damien Rice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Older Chests – Damien Rice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hijau – Zainal Abidin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buatku Tersenyum – Sheila on 7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ku Katakan dengan Indah – Peterpan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Human – The Killers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-2593332907343634659?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/2593332907343634659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-first-time-in-my-life-i-feel-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2593332907343634659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2593332907343634659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/11/for-first-time-in-my-life-i-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-8488910210877858625</id><published>2009-10-28T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:18:11.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/754400/tumblr_kqelysL2NU1qzu1fjo1_500_large.jpg?1253712195"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 262px;" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/754400/tumblr_kqelysL2NU1qzu1fjo1_500_large.jpg?1253712195" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RG Play was good! But Hadziqah and her friend didn't act :(  My results are better than some other people. Muahahaha Ee vil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is NOT a Zoo!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah maam, it's kinda more like a bird park. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ps, I'm gonna be PSL soon. So, Watch Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-8488910210877858625?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/8488910210877858625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/rg-play-was-good-but-hadziqah-and-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8488910210877858625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8488910210877858625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/rg-play-was-good-but-hadziqah-and-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-3882377415549831555</id><published>2009-10-24T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:48:12.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As a whole, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today's a good day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saw Nur Amirah (she's the one from RG, jangan confuse eh) in the bus on the way home in the morning. Then, since Rene declined my offer to go out, I decided to accept my mum's invitation to go out for a movie - also since I've not gone out with her for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I was pretty ticked off at first when she started nagging and stuff. I mean, come on la we just stepped out of the house. She was complaining about how I looked (and she makes noise about how vain I am the rest of the time).  -.- psst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine That changed my mood really, I felt better - also thanks to Amirah who was texting me. Haha yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've decided on two things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; When I grow up, I want to be: either 1) a Pilot, 2) Full-time NS Man or 3) a Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; To Hanan Thaha, Farah Natalya and all the other people I've said this to: I no longer think I need a hot date. Life is cool now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, I still want to watch 500 Days of Summer. I can't believe I havent watched it still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and about the YOG thing, I don't think I did that great as compared to the other people. It was good exposure though, and t&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hanks to all the people who supported&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-3882377415549831555?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/3882377415549831555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-whole-todays-good-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3882377415549831555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3882377415549831555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-whole-todays-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-8517033436539608294</id><published>2009-10-22T11:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:10:05.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Singin open, come on let’s play, cause we’re all people livin under the same,&lt;br /&gt;Blessed sun. &lt;br /&gt;Open, come on let’s play, let’s dance and play under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Forget all these grudges, throw them to the water, oh we’ve got places to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open, come out let’s play, let’s play and dance underneath the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Ya look around to face me,&lt;br /&gt;starin in those empty eyes, those empty souls.&lt;br /&gt;You cast me plastic glances,&lt;br /&gt;you stare on politely, no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m lookin at these pictures,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what we lost down the road.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen these ashes,&lt;br /&gt;risin like faces, you know you’ve seen them before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve seen these faces,&lt;br /&gt;fallin in places, you know you’ve been there before.&lt;br /&gt;You cry like an angel,&lt;br /&gt;it’s easy to see, that baby you’ve been there before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singin open, come on let’s play, you know you want to,&lt;br /&gt;yet you know there’s not much to be done.&lt;br /&gt;Well I’ve seen these places, darling you know where to run.&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve seen these faces,all underneath the sun.&lt;/blockquote&gt;By Eazy, The Sec2 VS Band.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-8517033436539608294?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/8517033436539608294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/singin-open-come-on-lets-play-cause.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8517033436539608294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8517033436539608294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/singin-open-come-on-lets-play-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-1843285567732128322</id><published>2009-10-20T17:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:03:33.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams Are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Officially&lt;/span&gt; Over &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;yeah although I felt like it was ages ago&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/3579811/worlds_deepest_bin.swf" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" name="Metacafe_3579811" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to meet the specialist at CGH. He doesn't know whats wrong with me. He says it's too early to see. The nurse took four tubes of blood and I acted like a macho man although it hurt a little. I am not worried I hope it's nothing, but if it is something then it's okay it's God's will.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I make it sound so bad. Just some injury I've had for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today too&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm finally done with all the editing I wanna make with my blogskin. Yeah kinda happy with it now. Linked up all the people I want to link and did stuff like that. Robbie Williams video up there comes with all the live performances at knebworth. Once I'm done with him I guess I'll change the video to John Legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Also today&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Spent my time looking through blogs I've never been to. Really cool, thanks to Amirul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;http://quote-book.tumblr.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://ohyeahfacts.tumblr.com/&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Training's gonna resume, starting at 7.30. Really excited for that. Gonna have some Leadership Daycamp at CCAB in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Morning's jamming with the band. We are planning to tryout for YOG performance, auditions this Friday at Orchard. Down for class outing in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Tentative school day. Tentative because I don't feel like going.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ;) &lt;/span&gt;And auditions at four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Mocca's 10th Anni Tour in Singapore. I guess I'm going to miss that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt; Gotta put aside some money for stuff I wanna buy. I guess I shall let this one pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I think that it's stupid for parents to ask "Kenapa kau jadi macam gini" (Why did you turn out like this) to their children. "I never taught you that" is stupid too.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ayah's &lt;/span&gt;(dad) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;addiction&lt;/span&gt; (korean vids) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is pissing me off slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-1843285567732128322?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/1843285567732128322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/exams-are-officially-over-yeah-although.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1843285567732128322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1843285567732128322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/exams-are-officially-over-yeah-although.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-3319459851263830993</id><published>2009-10-19T13:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:19:48.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://20.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kr3k95p0eg1qzdr4go1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 424px; height: 320px;" src="http://20.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kr3k95p0eg1qzdr4go1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://fuckyeahhappy.tumblr.com"&gt;http://fuckyeahhappy.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-3319459851263830993?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/3319459851263830993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/from-httpfuckyeahhappy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3319459851263830993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3319459851263830993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/from-httpfuckyeahhappy.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-187812521774370271</id><published>2009-10-19T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T03:02:37.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from PS2 fight with Shamsul. Spent some quality time with my old friend. It's been so long since I met him (and all the other friends included). Today was pretty slack. Spent my time on the computer reading blogs and playing games. Higher Malay paper's tomorrow but I intend to watch a movie tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today, I was talking to my 7-year old cousin on what kind of job she wants when she's older. She responded with, "I want to be a blow job, because people are always saying they want one. I'll never go out of buisness." I still haven't stopped laughing. MLIA.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my parents are confirming our trip to New Zealand for the long holidays. I'm excited :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-187812521774370271?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/187812521774370271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-came-back-from-ps2-fight-with_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/187812521774370271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/187812521774370271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-came-back-from-ps2-fight-with_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7558620985110159160</id><published>2009-10-18T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T13:24:01.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a boy not yet a man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Been cool celebrating the last few days of raya. Went outz raya-ing with YMC peeps and VS guys. two days straight. So much for my "no-raya mood". Haha. Missed the DPS outing though cos a relative of mine passed away. If not it wouldve been three consecutive days of raya-ing. Oooh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been very bored doing nothing at home. I wanna go out. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANNA GO OUTZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking a little too.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm kinda useless when it comes to helping people. (like helpless victims of road accidents)&lt;br /&gt;I think I still do things without thinking (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like running on top of people's cars :D :D&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I play games a lot. Like any fun random game but I like phone games like tennis and air hockey.&lt;br /&gt;Aku Teenager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc30mHbU7nw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lc30mHbU7nw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright life's been cool, Alhamdulillah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps/ thinking of moving to Wordpress soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7558620985110159160?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7558620985110159160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-boy-not-yet-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7558620985110159160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7558620985110159160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-boy-not-yet-man.html' title='I&apos;m a boy not yet a man.'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7437825887438185797</id><published>2009-10-14T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:52:11.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can't stand it man. What's up with my dad and his korean stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Anyway, I sat for History exam today confidently hahaha. I think it's really wasted, the time i took to study history cause I didnt really have time to finish the paper. But I guess I was smart enough to follow Mr Tan's advice which was to attempt Sect C first. Ended up skipping 1 sb question. Just so you know, I'm not taking History next year so who cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pe Theory paper was man idk what to say about PE-T. It's like so common sense and tikam2 paper. Kinda fun, but stupid. I don't see myself taking Pe next year so I guess today was pretty much a waste of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I went to study.&lt;br /&gt;Science Exam tomorrow I really hope I do well Insya Allah. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebooking now, and I really like how today's been so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not thinking about my beloved phone which cracked itself think it waz stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7437825887438185797?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7437825887438185797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-stand-it-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7437825887438185797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7437825887438185797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-stand-it-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-6033897611255385333</id><published>2009-10-10T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T22:45:58.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come to think of it I'm kinda fortunate I didnt turn gay after two years of VS.</title><content type='html'>Let's play a game.&lt;br /&gt;Today I will speak anologically and you shall infer whatever you want from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with fire is fun.&lt;br /&gt;Playing with fire is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Because fire is unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;Be careful playing with fire is dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna play with fire then you gonna get burnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I'm done. That was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;gay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Come to think of it I'm kinda fortunate I didnt turn gay after two years of VS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The last two days were cool. Did some serious mugging with Hannan despite the numerous distractions. Managed to cover all the exam subjects except Malay English and Math and CHEM. I plan to do a lot of math practice tomorrow. I'm getting History notes from Sanjeev. I'm getting Chem notes from Hannan. I don't write notes but that doesn't mean I suck.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got a good feeling exams are gonna be cool. I feel prepared for exams now. Haha after just two days - macam paham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got a bad feeling about what's gonna happen after exams though, or for the rest of my life for that matter. I'm kinda scared, like seriously, with my bad habits. Ish. Ape ni. Shut up&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway I lost a bet with Hannan. Man, I seriously thought Amirah was sec 3. :( (Dissapointed) Hahahahaha. But Hannan being Hannan, decided that I dont owe him any money. Baik pe. Thanks bro&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've not posted any pictures but I will soon. I got lotsa pics on my phone which will be loaded into the comp once I get a card reader or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh and finally, I think English Paper 1 was easy like what Ms Koo promised. So that means we all have to panic because Ms Koo also said Paper 2's gonna be a killer. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kata-kata terakhir, dari Abang Zulfa kita&lt;br /&gt;"Yang penting jangan panic,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic, bukan Picnic - Picnic to berkelah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am fire. Peace ya'll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-6033897611255385333?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/6033897611255385333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/come-to-think-of-it-im-kinda-fortunate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6033897611255385333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6033897611255385333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/come-to-think-of-it-im-kinda-fortunate.html' title='Come to think of it I&apos;m kinda fortunate I didnt turn gay after two years of VS.'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-6828490715966128199</id><published>2009-10-08T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T19:58:04.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few weeks to go to Longpantszz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My parents are in school for meet the parents. I'm. Not. Scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm either going to take double science + pure geog, or triple science + geog elect next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be worried about my exams but I'm not. I guess I will stick to plan A which is to panic when I see the paper&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, Not.&lt;/span&gt; Actually, there's nothing much to study. There's only History and 3 Sciences which should be worth my time mugging for. I know I must study cos right now I think if I don't I die, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't feel like it&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah I know you wanna say "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I feel you, man&lt;/span&gt;" Who willingly wants to study, right? (Answer: Losers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aanyway I realize I've got 300+ duit raya so its not that bad after all. I've created my own savings account and maybe gonna get my atm soon. I'm not really looking forward to it though cos I dont have that much money. Hah, Sad. You know what's even sadder? People get allowance for shopping each month and I don't. Talking bout shopping I've got several things in my most wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;New running shoes - Asics or Adidas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A few pairs of good jeans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A t-shirt or two, now that I know Threadless is sold at Far East (according to Hanan)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Renoma wallet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Jennifer's Body right after exams. (It's free cos Thiya has it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been good so far. I met Lexuan. I met Khatijah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-6828490715966128199?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/6828490715966128199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/few-weeks-to-go-to-longpantszz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6828490715966128199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6828490715966128199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/10/few-weeks-to-go-to-longpantszz.html' title='A few weeks to go to Longpantszz'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7627629719656540262</id><published>2009-09-20T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:57:38.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-70fe2fe8d7d60e3d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D70fe2fe8d7d60e3d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331343082%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17244CDC9AE39B187DCDB515644C6ECE5EA30DCF.6E58E5263674A6A8EE0F9A6A732E11075709C272%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D70fe2fe8d7d60e3d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlIGIZPBp4a5Uuzih4tHcCwsp4VE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D70fe2fe8d7d60e3d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331343082%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17244CDC9AE39B187DCDB515644C6ECE5EA30DCF.6E58E5263674A6A8EE0F9A6A732E11075709C272%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D70fe2fe8d7d60e3d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlIGIZPBp4a5Uuzih4tHcCwsp4VE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock Melayu! \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hari Raya Aidilfitri to all you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a sinner and therefore I shall apologize.&lt;br /&gt;This is a general apology for all the people I'm going to miss this hectic season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To all whom are concerned&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; I apologize for hurting your feelings in any way by giving you false hope/ by telling you harsh truths that are way too much for you to handle emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; I apologize for hurting you physically, like accidentally punching you too hard or pinching your nipples too much (no girls involved) etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; I apologize for making you sick by talking sick. I am not sick in the head, it's just that sometimes the mood/atmosphere drives me to do so. I am still in the process of stopping this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; I'm sorry if I have verbally abused you, or your loved ones. I'm sorry if I had said something you don't think you deserved. I'm sorry if things that come out of my mouth piss you off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5)&lt;/span&gt; However, I'm not sorry that I make noise in class cos my classmates deserve it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your Hari Raya celebrations be profitable. :D $$$&lt;br /&gt;Have a good time peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7627629719656540262?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7627629719656540262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-hari-raya_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7627629719656540262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7627629719656540262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-hari-raya_20.html' title='It&apos;s Hari Raya'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7404485700279913856</id><published>2009-09-19T13:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T14:13:43.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VS Evening of Music and Drama was a Blast&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Hadziqah says: Kening mantain ah!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha other than that I think we did pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;I liked the Chinese Orchestra, I think they were cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's Raya tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mak ngn Ayah being kecoh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kemas bilik! tukar cadar! lap dinding! angkat barang! sapu sapu!&lt;/span&gt; Haahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7404485700279913856?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7404485700279913856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/vs-evening-of-music-and-drama-was-blast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7404485700279913856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7404485700279913856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/vs-evening-of-music-and-drama-was-blast.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7182987968837577543</id><published>2009-09-17T11:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:11:38.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In that Satan has been chained up during the month of Ramadan; and the fires of the carnal lusts have died down due to fasting; and the authority of the soul's vain inclination has been placed in isolation, and power has been turned over to the rule of the intellect, which rules justly; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the sinner now has no excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How has your Ramadhan been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7182987968837577543?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7182987968837577543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-that-satan-has-been-chained-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7182987968837577543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7182987968837577543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-that-satan-has-been-chained-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-5739549483389886393</id><published>2009-09-11T08:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T09:02:45.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So far, this is the oldest I've been.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Morning peeps!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across some cool tees today. Think I'm finally gonna get some Threadless with Raya money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Hooray for Sarcasm!"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm really awesome at being humble."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Gonna go study/start on homework with Faris and gang this afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-5739549483389886393?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/5739549483389886393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning-peeps-came-across-some-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5739549483389886393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5739549483389886393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning-peeps-came-across-some-cool.html' title='So far, this is the oldest I&apos;ve been.'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-4777224528376328442</id><published>2009-09-08T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:33:37.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Floorball ownz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2010 B Div team looks quite good today kicking some ass againts swiss cttg. Kinda pissed I couldnt play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Upcoming events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Kakak's friend's gonna interview some of us kids tmr morning at national library.&lt;br /&gt;2) Performance on Evening of Music and Drama next Friday.&lt;br /&gt;3) Planning of primary school batch performance for Mrs Loh's farewell celebrationz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some cool shit cos I got two calls today like businessman. "Hadi, please call me when you're free. I need your help...", "Hi may I speak with Hadi please? Hi Hadi, this is ____. I'm calling to ask if you could help me..." Something along those lines lah. Amacam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My extra 5cents worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Can't believe they played this on MTV)&lt;br /&gt;Ku mengharapkan Ramadhan&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini penuh makna&lt;br /&gt;Moga dapat ku lenturkan&lt;br /&gt;Nafsu yang selalu membelenggu diri&lt;br /&gt;Tiada henti-henti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak ingin ku biarkan Ramadhan berlalu saja&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan pimpinlah daku yang lemah&lt;br /&gt;Mengharungi segalanya dengan sabar&lt;br /&gt;Kita memohon pada Tuhan diberikan kekuatan&lt;br /&gt;Ku merayu pada Tuhan diterima amalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aminzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Abang Isa is going through surgery now for his arm, i think. If you got free time pray abit for him la k. Insya Allah berjaya. Amin. ;)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-4777224528376328442?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/4777224528376328442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/floorball-ownz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4777224528376328442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4777224528376328442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/floorball-ownz.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-6251830235746105505</id><published>2009-09-08T02:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T02:55:55.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Terawih at Kg Siglap rocks. My new found solace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late and I'm talking to Abg Eman on facebook and i'm still awake cos I slept alot. Had oral (exam) and rehearsal today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of changing some stuff like my blog and my hair and my cca and my school and my house and my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k See ya soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-6251830235746105505?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/6251830235746105505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/terawih-at-kg-siglap-rocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6251830235746105505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6251830235746105505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/terawih-at-kg-siglap-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7677586929218765254</id><published>2009-09-05T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:20:08.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey I'm back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/6232/moccaofficialposter.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 388px; height: 722px;" alt="" src="http://img137.imageshack.us/img137/6232/moccaofficialposter.jpg/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day was good :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7677586929218765254?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7677586929218765254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7677586929218765254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7677586929218765254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-im-back.html' title='Hey I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-6382073250836815967</id><published>2009-07-22T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:25:46.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;This was me talking to myself this afternoon:&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Boleh run away tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tak Boleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Boleh buat bodoh tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tak Boleh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So what’s the plan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at the bright side of things and pull through lah, can?&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Betol betol betol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okay, so I’ve spent my time today at home tagging everyone’s blog. And found this link on Nazihah’s facebook to help boost my ego (as if I need it, hahaha)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so&lt;br /&gt;straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to&lt;br /&gt;both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both&lt;br /&gt;parties.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking&lt;br /&gt;for:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are&lt;br /&gt;looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who&lt;br /&gt;you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under&lt;br /&gt;their exterior.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person.&lt;br /&gt;And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that&lt;br /&gt;person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't&lt;br /&gt;interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the&lt;br /&gt;right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in&lt;br /&gt;love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your views on education&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label5"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas.&lt;br /&gt;You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will&lt;br /&gt;probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The right job for you:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label6"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a&lt;br /&gt;steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job&lt;br /&gt;doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How do you view success:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label7"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the&lt;br /&gt;career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you&lt;br /&gt;haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label8"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of&lt;br /&gt;trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Independence&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; is important to&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label9"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice.&lt;br /&gt;People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you&lt;br /&gt;might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart&lt;br /&gt;rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Alright so that’s about it. Cool right? Go try: &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus Plus Plus. 2 things. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;1. I’ve gotten myself a scarf/shawl, idk why I just felt like it. I went around Parkway but only found those in Esprit, which I didn’t like. Topman was closed! @#!%^ betol. Fiaz said Fox Men sold scarves but I couldn’t find them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;Bumped into Dalson and another classmate of his. I forgot who. According to them Haziq was at the Airport. Asked me to come along, but didn’t feel like it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;So I went to bugis jalan-jalan ‘cos I didn’t wanna go home and…&lt;br /&gt;Wa-la!~ Got my scarf. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;2. Somehow I like Anuar Zain(‘s singing) today after I heard him on radio before maghrib. Somehow he reminds me of Adibah Noor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Biarkanlah saja diriku sendirian tanpamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Biarkanlah aku merindu sekian lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bukan maksud untuk membisu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sepi tanpa kata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terpisahnya kita kerana mengejar impian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KORUS:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mungkinkan bersama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dua jiwa ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dalam mencari cinta sejati(nan suci)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mungkinkah segala derita di jiwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Akan terubat kini&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Biarkanlah saja diriku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sepi tanpa kata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terpisahnya kita kerana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mengejar impian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"   style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ulang korus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hanya satu pintaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sabarlah menanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ku &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; pulang bersama cinta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;Hmm. Not referring to anyone. &lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;Kalau terasa tu kau peh pasal uh! (Hahaha MAT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And I’m super not happy that its on Jiwang.org. Ape ni!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;K long post, quite tiring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;1. Do you know… That I usually save my posts in drafts before I publish them?&lt;br /&gt;Well, Now you do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;2. Now Blogger is making me go crazy cos it’s “distorted”. Farah has the same problem. Who else? Come on we write petition k. Like how Amrit tries to fish for our support on Facebook. Kental&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Talking about Amrit reminds me of the Elections.&lt;br /&gt;Surya is now headprefect. Kentalzxzz I voted for Iskandar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I shall touch a little bit on school now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;School has been getting a little boring and I’ve been getting away with not doing homework. (Bad, bad Hadi) Mr Tan is away on quarantine, and lessons have been getting dull. But… SEWING ROCKS! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We should save electricity to save some people from getting harvested.  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Inside joke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tomorrow is Thursday. I am going to watch plays at the Arts House. Exited or whaaaat. (But I dont know the details - like what time we're supposed to be there. :O Hahaha)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shall talk about YMC when I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Shall post pictchas when I can figure this shit out.&lt;br /&gt;(Actually I found a way already but lazy)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thanks for reading peeps.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-6382073250836815967?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/6382073250836815967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-was-me-talking-to-myself-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6382073250836815967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6382073250836815967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-was-me-talking-to-myself-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-1717766875949628924</id><published>2009-07-18T06:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T07:02:22.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 243px; height: 366px;" alt="http://content.answers.com/main/content/img/oxford/Oxford_Sports/0199210896.sprint.1.jpg" src="http://content.answers.com/main/content/img/oxford/Oxford_Sports/0199210896.sprint.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Run baby run! Wohoo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol I didnt run like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heyyo Peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 minutes. That's minus 2 minutes from my previous run.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, not bad at all. Expected less, but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's six thirty and I'm all excited for today.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I got on the comp so early. My mum and I changed plans yesterday. We decided to stay at home instead. I was bored, and tired, then slept at nine, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be stopping over at Wisma to meet the Ymc guys, then go to school at 1. Our Dikir has been quite shaky, with last minute changes even being made yesterday. However, I think I can make it. Cheyyy Hahaha. One thing in mind - Look Good. Talking about "Looking Good", I've been trying to mix-match my outfit with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju kurung&lt;/span&gt;s and other &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seluar&lt;/span&gt;s to not make it so dull. Vain pot? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be back home by 8 tonight, and I hope to post a video or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing I'm looking forward to is to hear my new made band come together and play Howie Day's Collide. :D :D. Apparently 2E chose the same song for the same Lunchtime Concert, (kental peh 2E) so I guess it's up to us to show how to rock it. HAHAHA. DK's been awesome on the guitar, Jason... Hmm... Hahaha. Jason has been good. And Harri's light drumming sums us all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more thing!&lt;br /&gt;My OPW group has decided to sabo Chin for our project, hence our trail booklet would be themed "Exploring Katong with Chin Ah Beng". And somehow the cover page looks like some "exploiting child prostitution" advert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one last thing.&lt;br /&gt;Kakak and Abang just left for KL. They gonna watch ManUnited. So cool right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been good so far.&lt;br /&gt;Upside after downside, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SmECDzei3sI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7BMc29lLyMA/s1600-h/anak+pak+taha%E2%84%A2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SmECDzei3sI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7BMc29lLyMA/s320/anak+pak+taha%E2%84%A2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359567295928786626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-1717766875949628924?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/1717766875949628924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/07/run-baby-run-wohoo-lol-i-didnt-run-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1717766875949628924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1717766875949628924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/07/run-baby-run-wohoo-lol-i-didnt-run-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SmECDzei3sI/AAAAAAAAAFg/7BMc29lLyMA/s72-c/anak+pak+taha%E2%84%A2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7593316891225126523</id><published>2009-07-16T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:57:57.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Skipped school today cos I had headache (hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's 2.4 Napha Test.&lt;br /&gt;The day after is Dikir for Speech Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Muscles Are Aching&lt;br /&gt;Theyre gonna get hard soon. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somebody watch Harry Potter with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I want to say I love Transformers! (Hearts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This is long overdue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7593316891225126523?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7593316891225126523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/07/skipped-school-today-cos-i-had-headache.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7593316891225126523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7593316891225126523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/07/skipped-school-today-cos-i-had-headache.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7288973053325957207</id><published>2009-07-11T07:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:28:53.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Azrin said this when I told him that guys like us who dont have money shouldnt have girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Takde duit pakai mani! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyya peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been really busy these days. :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been really lazy these days. :|&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But have been happy too :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm happy by myself and I think that's good. Cos people come and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, let me elaborate on my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;School has been really great, partly cos I think I've been looking at things from a different perspective. The physics teacher Mr Koh is a lame guy but he's not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;I thought Mr Maran would be a great compared to Mr Tan in English but I guess I was wrong, he gets boring after some time. "Old man, whatcha expect." And it's Homec again with Ms Hashimah! Wohoo ~ Hahaha. I just hope I don't break things this time around. I didnt in the first lesson so that's a good, good sign. Oh, and we guys are making teddy bears. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending my free time brushing up on our Dikir performance for speech day which is in a week's time, and also YMC initiation which I think is in two weeks. The only reason I have time for all this is cos Floorball trainings are cancelled due to the flu. (plus cos I dont have hockey anymore. the hockey guys are in season now) I've been on the comp the rest of the time. Sometimes on Abang's laptop cos there's webcam. Weee~&lt;br /&gt;I'm just afraid I'm gonna get fat. Ohman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the great news, my PESA speech got through to the finals! :D:D:D Thanks to Devanand for reading it so passionately. -.- Haha. I'm gonna be performing in music class this coming tuesday together with Jason and DK on guitars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm a little broke right now. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm currently listening to Keane.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going off to ymc rehearsal in 30min's time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm able to be happy by myself and I think that's good. Cos people come and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I sit and wait,&lt;br /&gt;Does an angel contemplate my fate&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;- Robbie Williams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SlfcMOPwSOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uXHB3ggmHos/s1600-h/miss_you_____by_IgNgRez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SlfcMOPwSOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uXHB3ggmHos/s320/miss_you_____by_IgNgRez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356992384321210594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7288973053325957207?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7288973053325957207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/07/azrin-said-this-when-i-told-him-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7288973053325957207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7288973053325957207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/07/azrin-said-this-when-i-told-him-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SlfcMOPwSOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/uXHB3ggmHos/s72-c/miss_you_____by_IgNgRez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-5756020804076039337</id><published>2009-06-30T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T05:50:40.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;Today I’m a happy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to school for not sucking&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Nazihah and Sara for a great time.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Rashidah for making me proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m really exhausted now.&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye World.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-5756020804076039337?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/5756020804076039337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-was-happy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5756020804076039337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5756020804076039337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-was-happy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-365210291518628447</id><published>2009-06-26T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:22:27.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GU7lZEZ4PGs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GU7lZEZ4PGs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently in love with this. Never really liked  the song until I saw this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Updates!: Nazihah is in hospital wearing kid's pjs. Get well soon k Nazihah! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cos you owe me chicken) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Michael Jackson died, sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nazihah says: "Say Hi I miss you! Hadi owes Nazihah a get-well-soon hamper. Oh! okay I don't know. Say Nazihah is wearing an over sized pj but she still looks cute in it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday I played Waka Waka on Facebook! Until four a.m. Hahaha. Gerek Maksima! Was up playing with Aisyah Strawbreeze and Qori. I got to see Qori in webcam too :D You people out there must try playing Waka Waka, must, really. Must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmm what else do I have to say..&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Haziq told me to check out Adli's blog cos he recorded some video. I think I'm gonna post a video response, wait for that. :D&lt;br /&gt;I think I have other things to say but I dont remember. Next time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-365210291518628447?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/365210291518628447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/06/currently-in-love-with-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/365210291518628447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/365210291518628447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/06/currently-in-love-with-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-1502201007847236611</id><published>2009-06-22T19:32:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:07:43.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs112.snc1/4942_89106619410_764234410_1757303_721085_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 239px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs112.snc1/4942_89106619410_764234410_1757303_721085_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hallu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;First off, my deepest apologies to you people out there who frequent my blog. I’ve been too busy, too tired or too lazy to write an entry. So this is a long post to compensate for the nineteen days I’ve not posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;The more important updates first: To all those concerned people (thank you so much!), my mum is doing really good and recovering really well. Too well she spends her time at home getting herself addicted to mysoju.com. And to those who know about nenek, she’s doing really well too. It seems that everyone’s doing really good. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now let’s talk about camp. YMC Service Learning Camp :D&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wouldn’t want to go into too much detail about the things we did. You can read about the camp on someone else’s blog! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Firstly, I would like to thank Junie Zafira Juwandah for dragging me to a camp I thought would bore me to death. “Thanks Junie! You’re the best!” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;For me – and (I think) most of the others – the highlight of day one was  meeting Paralympians at a swimming event at Clementi. I actually made friends with kids with Down-syndrome. To tell you the truth, I didn’t see myself interacting with them at first partly because I was rather scared of them. I guess I was being rather disrespectful ‘cos when I managed to talk to them I found that they were really warm people. They were happy and cheerful and everybody was their best friend. After waiting and hesitating for quite some time I found myself chatting with two girls [hahaha] Nurul and … and I managed to make them sing for me! Best ah! It was kinda cool interacting with them, talking about everyday things like superstars and tv shows and bgr and things like that, and that really made my day. I guess this was the most memorable experience from camp.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sj9vY7wpIYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MfUCTlb9Zpc/s1600-h/Galz%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sj9vY7wpIYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MfUCTlb9Zpc/s320/Galz%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350117356488696194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;The other things that happened on day one were ice breakers, Soccer &amp;amp; Frisbee, two other workshops at the wisma and a visit to some Eco Exhibition. The exhibition kinda sucked (and I think everyone agrees with me on this point) but I had fun laughing at/with Abang Eman.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sj9yFywvWKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/90ZOVXFaxOs/s1600-h/abg+eman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sj9yFywvWKI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/90ZOVXFaxOs/s320/abg+eman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350120326190553250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;The second day had both good and bad points. But I believe everyone came back with their own learning points. [Chey!] No, really. Carrying Junie on self made stretchers (made from two pieces of wood, a few strings and canvas) for a few kilometers really tested our team spirit, patience and endurance and everything else. And having only two guys on the team didn’t really help. Despite all that shit we managed to pull through, singing songs to entertain ourselves (or maybe only the girls sang)… and personally I think it was this shit that really brought us together as a team. [^^ Some wise words there] Really. Oh, and I think our (very annoying) instructor was another piece of shit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;The rest of the camp was spent playing games I’ve never played before in my life (like Shoot. Shag. Marry. and Aisyah’s weird thumb games etc.), learning cool things from an experienced Mat from the batch of ’89 who is a failure – ‘cos he came from a good school, but only managed to get a diploma in something that has nothing to do with his current job – but with a great heart for teenagers and volunteerism :D, and also getting to know many cool and fun people. Oh, and I’ve now a very manly laugh thanks to people like Farahin, Aisyah, Zahirah, Syak, Ameera and many others. Heh heh, heh. Also, I’m now The Shagganator a.k.a. The Shaggable since people like to Shag me in the game.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;[Pictures of Camp, soon. For now you can go Facebook and search]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;I would also like to apologize to people for being rather sick at times. &lt;span style=""&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;End of writing about camp.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;645 words and counting. Now I shall write about holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: arial;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’ve been to Musical World and I liked it. Good Job! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our YMC Presentation Group has gone through some bad      times, but I think we’re okay now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had several meetings and practices for our songs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My parents held kenduri at our place – which kinda      sucked cos there was a lot of work to do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’ve had tuition lessons twice a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and I have been skipping my mengaji classes with      nenek a lot &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have been going for training three times a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, and now I’m enjoying Facebook – Finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all you YMC people who wanna be linked, be a tagger and make me happy.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I shall end this post with something quite personal. Which I think should be in my blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;I don’t usually do this, but I think I have to this time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dearest friend,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes we people make decisions we don’t wish to make, but at times we have to. Sometimes we make decisions for the benefit of our future. I think if you know me well enough, most of the decisions I make are really thought through, and if possible I would try my best to make you happy, to make us happy. To tell you the truth, it has been quite hard for me too. It’s hard to carry on with life when all I think about is you. I know it sounds rather sweet-talk and very cliché, but I really mean it. (I’ve never sweet-talked you into things right?) It’s hard to move on when things around me remind me of you. I had a really great time with you and I really treasure those moments we spent together. All those text messages about everyday stuff and the way we would get carried away talking about things that don’t really make sense made us happy. It also makes me wonder why things turned out this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I’m really disappointed I’m in your hate list now and even more so when you say you wish you hadn’t met me. I think we should learn from what we have had and maybe shouldn’t repeat our mistakes. I miss you so much it’s making me a little pathetic right now, writing msgs and saving it in drafts and talking to myself at times. But I know ‘we’ cannot happen, and I guess I have to go through this hard time myself and be strong. You should be strong too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Putting aside all the shit that has happened, I thank you for spending time with me.&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to have met you and I thank god for allowing me to spend great times with you. I hope the next guy you meet would have more patience, more love and perhaps come equipped with a better/hotter body. Haha. I wish you great luck in the future and really hope you get over this and be happy again. I like the happy you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope this would be a better goodbye then the goodbye I last gave you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; font-family: arial;"&gt;The Super Hot Girlfriend broke up with Spiderman, then she met Superman but it didn’t work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right; font-family: arial;"&gt;So what happens next?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-1502201007847236611?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/1502201007847236611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/06/normal-0-microsoftinternetexplorer4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1502201007847236611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1502201007847236611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/06/normal-0-microsoftinternetexplorer4.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sj9vY7wpIYI/AAAAAAAAAFI/MfUCTlb9Zpc/s72-c/Galz%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-8851665268040770654</id><published>2009-06-21T08:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:57:57.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly I feel like doing this.&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Nana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;All of the 14 people must do this quiz, unless he/she doesn’t have a blog. Write the names of 14 people you can think off the top of your head, then answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;1. Rashidah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;2. Nadd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;3. Rena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;4. Syira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;5. Shamsul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;6. Nabil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;7. Maya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;8. Hidayah (hotlips)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;9. Hidayah (kecik)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;10. Khatijah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;11. Junie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;12. Hanan Thaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;13. Rizal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Ameer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How did you get to meet 7 ? (Maya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Damai Primary :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What would you do if you and 13 never met? (Rizal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Would be less enthusiastic bout training with Coach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What would you do if 1 and 12 date? (Rashidah &amp;amp; Hanan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kill myself. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever seen 14 cry? (Ameer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would 4 and 11 be a good couple? (Syira &amp;amp; Junie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mmm.. Sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you think 11 is attractive? (Junie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hahahaha. Hmm.. Maybe. A teeny bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's 2's favourite colour? (Nadd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Red. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When was the last time you talked to 9? (Hidayah Kecik)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yesterday on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What language does 8 speak? (Hotlips)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Malay and English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who is 13 going out with? (Rizal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm.. Not sure. But he is a good guy so girls go for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What grade is 12 in? (Hanan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you ever date with 10? (Khat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where does 5 live? (Sham)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Man, I know his exact add. but if i put here then you stalkers will kacau him. Bedok Res. Around Damai Pri, High up in the skies. Can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;What's the best thing about 3? (Rena)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is sweet and sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What would you want to tell 10 now? (Khat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whats the best thing about 8? (Hotlips)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Besides the Hotlips, She is cool somehow. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Have you ever kissed 5? (Sham)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I do someone kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;What was the best memory you have with 7? (Maya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm. Idk. I think it was after PSLE I asked her to slap me if I became a cocky asshole. Hmm.. Can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;When's the last time you met 6? (Nabil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Last day of school, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;How is 14 and 12 different? (Ameer &amp;amp; Hanan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No similarity at all except for their enthusiasm and passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Is 6 pretty? (Nabil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes. Kinda pretty for a boy. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;How did you meet 5? (Sham)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Damai Primary. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Is 1 your best friend? (Rashidah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a great friend. I dont have bests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you hate 12? (Hanan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Have you seen 4 on the last month? (Syira)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Think so. Not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;When was the last time you said Hi to 3? (Rena)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Im not so sure, but not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Have you been to 5's house? (Sham)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes. A lot. Can lepak there also. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;When's the next time you gonna see 10? (Khat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Have not made plans, but I hope its soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Are you close to 13? (Rizal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Have you ever been to a movie with 4 before? (Syira)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you ever gotten into trouble with 8? (Hotlips)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not yet. I dont think I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you give 2 a hug? (Nadd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When have you lied to 3? (Rena)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is 1 good with socializing? (Rashidah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not that good. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you know secrets about 9? (Hidayah Kecik)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dont remember. Would she tell me secrets? Would you, budak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Describe the relationship between 12 and 14. (Hanan &amp;amp; Ameer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Asek asek 12 &amp;amp; 14, 14 &amp;amp; 12. No Link Lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Best thing about your friendship with 9? (Hidayah Kecik)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm. Shes cute maybe? And nice like her sister (but not as nice) Pick either one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;What's the worst thing about 6? (Nabil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm.. Cant think of bad things to say bout this dude right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Have you ever had a crush on 12? (Hanan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oooh. Scandalous. Maybe.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Does 14 has a girlfriend or boyfriend? (Ameer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm, I hope not. I pity the girl. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Have you ever wanted to punch 1's face? (Rashidah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Has 2 met your mother? (Nadd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes. And... Ive met hers! :DD Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;How did you get to meet 3? (Rena)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tak habes2 how did you get to meet.&lt;br /&gt;Damai Primary :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Did you ever physically hurt 3? (Rena)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nope. Never will intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Do you live close to 7? (Maya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not that close, not that far either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;What's 8's favourite food? (Hotlips)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not really sure but I think her lips hurt so I dont think she eats much. Can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;What kind of car does 1 have? (Rashidah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Heavy Duty Car. Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you travelled anywhere with 9 before? (Hidayah Kecik)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;If you gave 14 $100 , what will he/she spend it on? (Ameer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rugby accessories. But why would I give him $100 in the first place?! =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Peace. I know it sucks k Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-8851665268040770654?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/8851665268040770654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/06/suddenly-i-feel-like-doing-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8851665268040770654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8851665268040770654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/06/suddenly-i-feel-like-doing-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-224331754142185693</id><published>2009-06-03T15:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:28:19.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today Bibik Desi went home. Aww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Me: Bik, Kakak mane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Where's my sister?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibik: Tak tau. Takde dalam kocek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Idk. Not in my pockets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get that every time. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bik, marah ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Are you angry?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibik: Tak. Seronok sangat-sangat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Nope. Very very happy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After sending her off we went shopping at John Little Expo Sale&lt;/span&gt;. Waaa happy! Got  myself a few T-shirts &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plus&lt;/span&gt; Mak gave me money! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we - my parents, sister and I - went to watch Monsters vs Aliens. The movie wasn't so cool but it was nice going out with family again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak is getting better. That's good.&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick and missing floorball training. That didn't turn out too bad either. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm meeting Kakak after work and we're going to Tamp Gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a short post. I'm looking forward to YMC Camp.&lt;br /&gt;Peace ya'll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-224331754142185693?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/224331754142185693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-bibik-desi-went-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/224331754142185693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/224331754142185693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-bibik-desi-went-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-4398909316162602921</id><published>2009-06-01T10:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:31:17.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2164/2166043959_dc2ec8e8a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 271px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2164/2166043959_dc2ec8e8a1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YMC! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Young Minds Club by Mendaki's something I look&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ed&lt;/span&gt; forward to when I heard about it in Primary Six. Somehow though, I've never really been involved much when I became a member in secondary school. Skipping all the sessions and of three that I've been to came at half-time for two. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the cool things I experienced at the Initiation last year, I decided to attend the Initiation Planning. And I wasn't late. In fact, I was early. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's Wow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So things started off rather awkward, with me trying to get to know everyone since I've never really met them. Was grouped with Riny, Zahwah and Fatin Nabilah. I think Zahwah isn't as bad as they pictured her to be to me. Moving on, I was forced to leave the group to join the "Presentations" group cos the VS guys insisted that I sing during initiation. I'm actually quite happy cos in that group I finally got to meet Junie. A girl Hanan Thaha had talked to me (alot) about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After YMC we headed for Macs and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt;ed.&lt;br /&gt;I had fun and, I got Junie's number. Hahaha yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Junie has a friend named Maisarah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(writing this so that Mais doesnt think I dont remember her name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-4398909316162602921?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/4398909316162602921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/06/ymc-d-young-minds-club-by-mendakis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4398909316162602921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4398909316162602921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/06/ymc-d-young-minds-club-by-mendakis.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2164/2166043959_dc2ec8e8a1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-3943785978212672466</id><published>2009-05-30T10:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:34:21.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Eyes are the nipples of the face&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lit Dramatization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello again. It has been quite a while since I last blogged because the internet connection sucks at home. Anyway, on Monday I came back to school and found out that my class is still addicted to Chess and we pretty much did nothing but that for the whole week during free periods. I also got back my results. I'm pretty happy with what I've achieved: Math A2 and the worst score was a B4 for Geog. The others were B3s and A2s  and only one A1 for Dnt. Oh, and I think I topped Higher Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon I went to meet Rashidah and Hajar with their gang and joined them for lunch at Parkway. Oh, and I finally got to meet the girl that keeps singing the song I sang when we were on conference some time ago. I forgot her name though. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was arts day. The highlight of that day was surely the Inter Class Dramatization where all the classes battled for the best play for any Macbeth scene. After that the dancing and the failed talk by Nafa got me pretty bored. Then we joined the sec threes in the hall with Radio Djs from 91.3 and that was pretty cool. Then I expected a wonderful finale performance by local acapella group Nanu but was let down. Ooh sad. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday afternoon floorball training resumed. After some time not playing floorball I think we kinda suck but looking on the brighter side, my fitness is awesome now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was Science day and also a half day. The morning started off pretty rough with Mdm Nabilah's presentation and video screening on abortion. After that had an interclass Science challenge. School ended at 10 and I went over to play playstation at Darius’s and had nasi lemak. Nasi lemak was obviously the best thing that happened cos I seem to suck at games. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back that day my parents were gone and guess who they brought back! New maid! For this moment I have two maids in my house. How cool is that. Bibik Desi is going back home next wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of Darius I postponed my plan of going swimming to yesterday. I had quite a good time still training myself after a very long time not doing serious swimming. My first few laps were shit but I got the hang of it. After swimming I drank a whole carton of chocolate milk. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post ends here with my congrats going out to the hockey guys who managed to win the 6-a-side Championship - which means they don't really need me to win so now Coach cannot use that excuse to call me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You can't play on broken strings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; You can't feel anything that your heart don't want to feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I can't tell you something that ain't real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;How can I give anymore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; When I love you a little less than before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-3943785978212672466?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/3943785978212672466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/eyes-are-nipples-of-face-lit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3943785978212672466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3943785978212672466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/eyes-are-nipples-of-face-lit.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-2016457878575818675</id><published>2009-05-23T16:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:08:40.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So Ive been bored and I saw Hotlips do this in her blog, so I decided to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;Some things here kinda please me, like being 52% Pure and Very Fit. Haha. Enjoy yourselves going through this junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Celebrity Baby Name Is: Science Sirius&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/celebritybabynamegenerator/boy.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born to be a star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Strip Song Is Closer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/dancer.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you&lt;br /&gt;You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you&lt;br /&gt;Help me I broke apart my insides, help me I've got no&lt;br /&gt;Soul to tell"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you dance, it's a little scary - and a lot sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Very Warm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howwarmareyouquiz/very-warm.png" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are kind, caring, and empathetic. A lot of warm energy radiates from you.&lt;br /&gt;And it's not an act - you truly like people. You get a charge from people being around you.&lt;br /&gt;You are are easy going and very socially adaptable. You're willing to overlook peoples' quirks.&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy meeting people from all walks of life and helping them if you can. Giving makes you feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're Very Fit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoufitquiz/fit-1.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you're totally fit and doing everything right. Keep it up.&lt;br /&gt;You have a high fitness level. It's likely that keeping active keeps you healthy and happy.&lt;br /&gt;You're doing great things for yourself and inspiring others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to keep challenging yourself so you don't get in a fitness rut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Jean Grey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/jean-grey.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although your fate is often unknown, you always seem to survive (even after death).&lt;br /&gt;Your mind is your greatest weapon, literally!&lt;br /&gt;Powers: telepathy and telekinesis, the ability to project thoughts into the mind of others, communication with animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have A Type B Personality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyouhaveatypeapersonalityquiz/relaxed.gif" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're as laid back as they come...&lt;br /&gt;Your baseline mood is calm and level headed&lt;br /&gt;Creativity and philosophy are your forte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a natural sedative, you have a soothing effect on people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends and family often turn to you first with their problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the personality to be a spiritual or psychological guru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howsinfulareyouquiz/hell.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lust: 100%&lt;br /&gt;Gluttony: 60%&lt;br /&gt;Sloth: 60%&lt;br /&gt;Envy: 40%&lt;br /&gt;Greed: 40%&lt;br /&gt;Pride: 40%&lt;br /&gt;Wrath: 20%&lt;br /&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell: 51%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll die of a yet to be discovered STD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 52% Pure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howpureareyouquiz/pure-3.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're usually the typical girl or guy next door...&lt;br /&gt;But you also have a secret naughty side!&lt;br /&gt;You can be very, very good. And you can be very, very bad.&lt;br /&gt;But usually you fall somewhere smack in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-2016457878575818675?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/2016457878575818675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-ive-been-bored-and-i-saw-hotlips-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2016457878575818675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2016457878575818675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-ive-been-bored-and-i-saw-hotlips-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-4747533934474624045</id><published>2009-05-23T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T12:50:21.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SheAYRtHjOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cYKKovKjhUQ/s1600-h/408755993_571a29d18a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SheAYRtHjOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cYKKovKjhUQ/s320/408755993_571a29d18a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338877037828869346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-4747533934474624045?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/4747533934474624045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4747533934474624045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4747533934474624045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SheAYRtHjOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/cYKKovKjhUQ/s72-c/408755993_571a29d18a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7906866712351775833</id><published>2009-05-22T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:57:14.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey concerned people, I am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past four days I learnt how hard it is to take care of a sick mother. To those of you who werent informed, my mum went for surgery. Well, you guys might say that my parents have gone through a lot when I was young and sacrificed their sleep and all but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey I Was Cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For some security reason, we (the faithful children of Mdm Rubiah Binti Ahmad &amp;amp; others who cared so much) werent&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;allowed to go visit her more than two people at a time and only at certain hours of the day but being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anak Pak Taha&lt;/span&gt;s we cheated. HAHAHA. So yeah there was once Kakak got to go up into the ward with ayah and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not brag about what Ive done for mak, but what I truly feel is a great achievement is that in four days, Ive only got a scolding Once from a nurse - wayyy past my expectations of more than three. Alright people, clap a little. Maks ward was so cool cos it had a retractable computer + hdtv with lots of channels + mechanical bed (that can control lights and airconditioning!) Hah, so basically the little spare time I had over there (when mak was sleeping etcetera) was spent on the laptop I brought. I was amused by minahspeak@livejournal and I think everyone should go read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the operation mak went to High Dependancy ward, then the next day moved to her own ward. Somewhere along the way mak was thought how to walk again and Yesterday, mak was officially released from the hospital. From SGH we went to NUH to visit my grandmother. Alaa nenek pulak yang masok hospital. I think she jealous mak went to hospital without her. So nenek was doing okay, I hope she gets better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I went to school for the first time this week. Got great news for Malay Paper! Others I dont quite remember but I dont quite care either. I am a little drained this moment cos I dont have enough sleep and I just went to jog again. I am a little crazy too right now cos Hanan Thaha is being her usual self on ebuddy. My comp is down and I am on the laptop. I suck I rock I whatever lah. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;ps Going Swimming tomorrow. Text me if you wanna join.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7906866712351775833?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7906866712351775833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-concerned-people-i-am-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7906866712351775833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7906866712351775833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-concerned-people-i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7450542477878652787</id><published>2009-05-15T07:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T07:35:29.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lolabrigada.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/shocked_kidz_at_pc_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 217px;" src="http://lolabrigada.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/shocked_kidz_at_pc_sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;suckas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only five people online now. I'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm trying to figure out how to go around using Facebook. (Yea, its true) I'm a noob when it comes to Facebook. It doesnt look hard to use but idk why. Someone help me! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, my dad is out went to send my mother to work. I'm blasting the radio Ria 89.7 F.m. Really blasting with the tv speakers and everything. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan later on is to go and get my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jazz&lt;/span&gt; shoes, go for prayers, hit the gym, go for tuition and go to nenek's place for some ngaji. I've not been to ngaji for so long already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for Farah to wake up. Maybe we can meet later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7450542477878652787?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7450542477878652787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-morning-suckas-only-five-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7450542477878652787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7450542477878652787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-morning-suckas-only-five-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7340903737866037982</id><published>2009-05-13T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:05:11.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Superman&lt;/span&gt; is in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; with a&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;turtle&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finished with the Literature paper, which kinda sucked. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miss Raksha called to tell me about my Geog paper.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally completed Chemistry TfU Project with Nabil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Gerald keeps texting me hockey messages (everyone laugh at him, now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tomorrow's Higher Malay paper and I should be studying my peribahasa now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I learnt new contractions: Fot (Fucking Hot) and Fard (Fucking Hard)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friday is an off-day and I'm hitting the gym again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm happy again because someone is happy again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7340903737866037982?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7340903737866037982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/superman-is-in-love-with-turtle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7340903737866037982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7340903737866037982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/superman-is-in-love-with-turtle.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-1078026239852216368</id><published>2009-05-12T20:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:12:06.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hadi is really bored. My father says I cannot use the computer anymore because I have to study for Literature and I am mad because I don't know how to study for Literature and I wanna fail but I can't because my mum is a Literature Teacher and I'm supposed to ask her if I don't understand anything and if I fail I cannot use the computer anymore and I hate that. Screw Literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Since I reached home today I've been disturbing people (esp. Phir, Thanks for layaning bro) on my MSN and sending them stupid sounds with the use of my microphone which I no longer use for karaoke-ing anymore. Insyira thinks I'm crazy and I say that she sure took a long time to notice that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I'm gonna meet Farah tomorrow. Oooooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now. Peaaaace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-1078026239852216368?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/1078026239852216368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-hadi-is-really-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1078026239852216368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1078026239852216368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-hadi-is-really-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7503388473006640288</id><published>2009-05-12T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:00:58.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are many things that I wish to say.&lt;br /&gt;There are many people I want to thank, I have to thank.&lt;br /&gt;There are many things I want to do, I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;There is just so little time, very little patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ogVor9uZoo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ogVor9uZoo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this song soothes the soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7503388473006640288?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7503388473006640288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-are-many-things-that-i-wish-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7503388473006640288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7503388473006640288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-are-many-things-that-i-wish-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-4182696997109555205</id><published>2009-05-09T17:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T11:38:10.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SgVMH0wGQtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aISV9fEOS5g/s1600-h/779fd3953d0620110cca093496e872d3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SgVMH0wGQtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aISV9fEOS5g/s320/779fd3953d0620110cca093496e872d3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333753030993396434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brain Jukebox Playlist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;you spin my head right round right round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hate that i love you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ordinary people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-4182696997109555205?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/4182696997109555205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/brain-jukebox-playlist-you-spin-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4182696997109555205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4182696997109555205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/brain-jukebox-playlist-you-spin-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SgVMH0wGQtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/aISV9fEOS5g/s72-c/779fd3953d0620110cca093496e872d3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-4104179646026745453</id><published>2009-05-09T14:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:12:30.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SgUgUeefWYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pTVAjDN6drs/s1600-h/CCF05092009_00000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SgUgUeefWYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pTVAjDN6drs/s320/CCF05092009_00000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333704869840640386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drew this during math paper heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finished all paper ones, geog, math and science. Geog paper was rather screwed up cos I didnt shade the Oas cos I forgot =.=. I think science was doable and wasnt as difficult as I thought it would be. And... I managed to finish my math paper with time left to check! :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although exams arent over yet, with two paper twos and literature to go, Im quite relaxed now and I dont wish to study. Heh, I never really studied much in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks go to Hanan Thaha for giving me last minute tips on Geog and my very dedicated math tutor Cik Anuar for giving me an intensive 4hour tuition before the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to gym with Sheikh and gang and I plan to go again soon and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;build me bodi up&lt;/span&gt;. Rgiht now I'm bored and tired cos I just came back from Hakim's place and we read the whole al-Baqarah for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s: Hadi's got his old hairstyle back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-4104179646026745453?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/4104179646026745453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/drew-this-during-math-paper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4104179646026745453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4104179646026745453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/drew-this-during-math-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SgUgUeefWYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/pTVAjDN6drs/s72-c/CCF05092009_00000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-5611472136001721217</id><published>2009-05-05T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:20:06.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:150;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;EXAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;heyyo listen what i say yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the more i see the less i know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the more i wanna let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-5611472136001721217?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/5611472136001721217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam-heyyo-listen-what-i-say-yo-more-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5611472136001721217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5611472136001721217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/exam-heyyo-listen-what-i-say-yo-more-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-8443621069186114393</id><published>2009-05-04T18:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:25:22.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From http://www.boldblondeambitions.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then Hadi came up with this idea to go around to high end shops and act rich. We got him to try some really ugly stuffs like this Barney-ish shirt and expensive Mat caps, and he was sporting! damn funny. He tried to pull off The Hamilton look but alas, only Lewis Hamilton can pull it off. HAHA. This kind of look takes time, awesome abs, barely there hair and an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'omg, I am so effing rich and drop dead gorgeous that even though I &lt;em&gt;may &lt;/em&gt;be a liar, pretty girls dont care'&lt;/span&gt; attitude. But dont be disheartened Hadi, &lt;em&gt;youknowwho&lt;/em&gt; will still like you! Lol. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm real lazy to do anything right now, so I shall just post pictures Farhain took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sf7BTjZPhqI/AAAAAAAAADw/YJfXJUG18q0/s1600-h/3493523311_1c110a2f69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sf7BTjZPhqI/AAAAAAAAADw/YJfXJUG18q0/s320/3493523311_1c110a2f69.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331911550516037282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sf7BiIigmsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/6c5unBr5NQQ/s1600-h/3494349882_f359694026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; 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height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sf7B_0ghOqI/AAAAAAAAAEI/z84_7NCCcx0/s320/3494360902_69b71bc1b6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331912311024204450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sf7CVqaaE0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fFzgqaNrGPw/s1600-h/3494367210_22743e901e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sf7CVqaaE0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fFzgqaNrGPw/s320/3494367210_22743e901e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331912686271337282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-8443621069186114393?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/8443621069186114393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/from-httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8443621069186114393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8443621069186114393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/from-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sf7BTjZPhqI/AAAAAAAAADw/YJfXJUG18q0/s72-c/3493523311_1c110a2f69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-9134744736607536647</id><published>2009-05-01T09:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:09:12.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summary of things that happened this past few days&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to write much&lt;br /&gt;- Been staying back late to complete Diorama for DnT&lt;br /&gt;- Started to mug a few days back and planning to get hardcore this weekend&lt;br /&gt;- Finally received the medal from Principal&lt;br /&gt;- Congrats to Ameer for getting selected for SCNRA U-16&lt;br /&gt;- Had photo taking for Floorball and Monitor's Council&lt;br /&gt;- Was forced to take Hockey photo&lt;br /&gt;- Submitted diorama after touching up yesterday&lt;br /&gt;- Got a little sick and skipped tuition&lt;br /&gt;- Some things are getting a little confusing and I'm tired baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've received my Class tee and it reads "Anak Pak Taha"&lt;br /&gt;Cool or what. And - out of the blue - Lexuan wants my PE T-Shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love the new song. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baaaartenderrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-9134744736607536647?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/9134744736607536647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/summary-of-things-that-happened-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/9134744736607536647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/9134744736607536647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/05/summary-of-things-that-happened-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-3383212789869426277</id><published>2009-04-26T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:32:43.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2p7_AGB5pLg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2p7_AGB5pLg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-3383212789869426277?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/3383212789869426277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3383212789869426277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3383212789869426277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-5575514360667158516</id><published>2009-04-25T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:43:52.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One word to replace my feelings on Friday and Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;EEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;EEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;SOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;OOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;EEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;EEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;XZXZX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;ZXZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ZZ&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first.&lt;br /&gt;On 24th of April 2009, Victoria School beat Raffles Institution 2-0 in the Floorball C-Div Finals&lt;br /&gt;Making them the Champions, again!&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Nurhadi Bin Taha perfectly squared the ball in for the first goal by Amos Law. Wonderful, absolutely wonderful. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Finally it is time to talk big cos we're big and as what Mr Amir said "Get Cup then talk"&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahahaha! *Evillll smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah okay super happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was cool.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early for Chemistry supplementary class. At 9.30 made my way to Bahas Semi-Finals againts TKGS. With the moduk "Lelaki metrosexual tiada sifat memahami wanita" (metrosexuals do not understand women). TKG got pwned. And so we're through to the finals against RGS, I think it's for the first time in history so it doesn't matter if we lose. I don't really have much confidence anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu was happy and blanja-ed all 20+ of us lunch at the Nasi Ayam Penyet restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we dispersed and I went with the sec3s - Hariz, Natas, Haziq, Akmal and Syak. Went to Katong to play pool. Was great spending time with them although I kinda suck in comparison? Went to KFC and ate a little more. Then made my way with Natas to Bedok. Then I started msging his friend Rashidah. Was supposed to go Ngaji at nenek's place, and I was about to reach her place, but she canceled. So I decided to walk all the way home from her place with Natas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way I was texting that crazy girl. Hahaha and Natas was scared. Lol. Then... At bedok reservoir we saw SOMETHING. No, not something scary. SOMETHING uhuh uhuh you know what I mean. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm home texting Farah. I'm happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-5575514360667158516?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/5575514360667158516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-word-to-replace-my-feelings-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5575514360667158516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5575514360667158516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-word-to-replace-my-feelings-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-6399174095911679336</id><published>2009-04-23T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:59:52.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, as though I have’nt learned my lesson, realised how sensitive girls can get.&lt;br /&gt;I am of course, laughing my ass off, although I know I shouldn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story starts when I happened to joke with Ezra about an ex-girlfriend of his and somehow that joke got to her. And now she’s all mad and upset and her friend calls me up during tuition twenty times asking for an explanation.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, there was no personal insult and I said what I said was only as a guy to guy thing. I don’t think that not going to Bedok because of this incident makes any sense and it makes you sound like a fool but if that’s what you want no one’s stopping you. I’m very sorry about what I’ve said and had no intention of depressing you like this. I know that you will remember me for this and hate me for the rest of your life like how my mother is angry with what my aruah moyang because of what she said about her before my parents got married. Girls, don’t take jokes to heart. Especially if it came from me. Haahahaha&lt;br /&gt;I’m not stating any names to protect the identities of these people and also because I don’t wish to have anything to do with them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay. Had to stand outside class for science again. Had Dnt remedial after school. I escaped a little earlier from the workshop to meet Hannan to write out the script for the Malay TfU project which sounded pretty cool. Then rushed to tuition. Reached home at 8.30. Didn’t have time to bathe ‘cos Dev was waiting for me to discuss the PESA project. After dinner had to rush down to the shop to get some rubber stuff for DnT mechanisms. Till then I’ve been in front of the computer. Bathing and getting ready for sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired and need rest for tomorrow. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow’s the C-Div Floorball Finals&lt;br /&gt;Victoria School versus Raffles Institution&lt;br /&gt;4:00 PM @ Republic Polytechnic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On course for the championship.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-6399174095911679336?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/6399174095911679336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-as-though-i-havent-learned-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6399174095911679336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6399174095911679336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-as-though-i-havent-learned-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-4384066216234248413</id><published>2009-04-20T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:25:23.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This was screened in school on International Friendship Day.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell is Matt? (2008)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlfKdbWwruY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlfKdbWwruY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-4384066216234248413?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/4384066216234248413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-8612105059160744957</id><published>2009-04-18T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:47:36.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Question of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why do Men have nipples?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-8612105059160744957?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/8612105059160744957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/question-of-day-why-do-men-have-nipples.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8612105059160744957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8612105059160744957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/question-of-day-why-do-men-have-nipples.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7990500071426576745</id><published>2009-04-18T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:48:25.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I helped a lost man and I feel happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy about lotsa things, perhaps because I'm starting to look at things from a better perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Changed my background sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been sitting in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;But the sunlight's creeping in&lt;br /&gt;Now the ice is slowly melting&lt;br /&gt;In my soul and in my skin&lt;br /&gt;All the good times my friend&lt;br /&gt;Are coming around again&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been thinking reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;Of better nights and better days&lt;br /&gt;Hiding in a refuge&lt;br /&gt;Of memories I've made&lt;br /&gt;I got a feeling within&lt;br /&gt;It's coming around again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's coming around again)&lt;br /&gt;We been so long waiting&lt;br /&gt;For the all time high&lt;br /&gt;We got a damn good reason&lt;br /&gt;To put your troubles aside&lt;br /&gt;And all your winter sorrows hang 'em out to dry&lt;br /&gt;Throw it away&lt;br /&gt;Gotta throw it away&lt;br /&gt;All the colorful days my friend&lt;br /&gt;Are coming around again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah Mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got someone waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since we met&lt;br /&gt;And I may not be your salvation but I'll offer nonetheless&lt;br /&gt;And if like me u wanna take that chance&lt;br /&gt;It's coming around again&lt;br /&gt;Ooh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah Mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel a change of fortune&lt;br /&gt;No more riding on my love&lt;br /&gt;Feel the weight is off my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;As my feet become unstuck&lt;br /&gt;And all the good times on which we do depend&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's coming around again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7990500071426576745?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7990500071426576745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-helped-lost-man-and-i-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7990500071426576745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7990500071426576745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-helped-lost-man-and-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-1283736469873971425</id><published>2009-04-16T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:32:59.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I’ve been doing a lot of reflecting lately and as a product, reconsidered several things.&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that I’ve thought of doing differently, things I feel like stopping or starting, and things that I should put more time and effort in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve changed a lot this past year, probably due to the fact that I’m meeting new people, getting to know myself a little better and definitely because I’ve matured, mentally, a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things I’m reconsidering, among them my Rugby, IP, Monitorship and many other stuff. Right now may not be the perfect time to sit down and plan, amidst the examinations and tournaments, but somehow I think I must do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-1283736469873971425?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/1283736469873971425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-been-doing-lot-of-reflecting-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1283736469873971425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1283736469873971425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-been-doing-lot-of-reflecting-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-2217591551679059748</id><published>2009-04-15T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:06:10.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SeXpSoZSbDI/AAAAAAAAADo/XNvSvbuxrBg/s1600-h/Tired_by_billysphoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SeXpSoZSbDI/AAAAAAAAADo/XNvSvbuxrBg/s320/Tired_by_billysphoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324918640725879858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;We are all tired. But let's not give up just yet. We've worked so hard and got so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nothing without Labour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-2217591551679059748?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/2217591551679059748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-are-all-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2217591551679059748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2217591551679059748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-are-all-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SeXpSoZSbDI/AAAAAAAAADo/XNvSvbuxrBg/s72-c/Tired_by_billysphoto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-2703274221879778166</id><published>2009-04-12T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:21:08.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GER&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;EK K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;APA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;AAAA&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;AA&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright as the heading shows, I'm feeling very ecstatic this moment. I'm really proud of all those idiots that stuck together with me to prove that theyre not just useless people who only know how to mosh.&lt;br /&gt;Kudos go to (in random order) Saufi, Arif, Aniq, Hilfi, Shahrizal, Hassan, Dzulhamizan, Ahmad Firdaus, Abang Mixer and especially Ustaz Akhmudi who tolerated all our crap and believed in us.&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay, seriously, I didnt think we would go through this without cocking-up. We did an awesome job with only 4 nights of training. Come to think of it, I did quite well myself too ;D *applauds*&lt;br /&gt;Aha okay enough of nasyeed for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole carnival went about quite well, i think. Although I'm rather pissed with the lack of planning by whoever was incharge of the whole presentation thing down at Dewan. Had a mini interclass soccer tournament in the morning. I left half way to go bathe and get ready for nasyeed and mic testing. The rest continued with their soccer and ended up getting Ustaz angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't help my stall at all. (unless you consider buying $3 worth of stuff helping) Throughout the day I lepak-ed with Nadd, Rena, Irfaan and Qam over at their Cheese stall. Towards the end i was at the level two classroom watching my friends suck helium baloons for the first time in their lives. hahaha. Saufi was the cutest, hands down. Big guy with small voice :0 Klaka kapaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum things up, I had quite a meaningful day &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(chey like understand)&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. I think my performance's gonna end up in Youtube soon. And seriously, I hope the whole nasyeed thing doesnt end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anda Yakin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Anda Boleh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ILTIZAAAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-2703274221879778166?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/2703274221879778166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/ger-ek-k-apa-aaaa-aa-alright-as-heading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2703274221879778166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2703274221879778166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/ger-ek-k-apa-aaaa-aa-alright-as-heading.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-4903877611191708537</id><published>2009-04-10T20:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:42:54.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, I'm tired again. Had to wake up early for training on a public holiday. After prayers I decided to go home, instead of following Hannan and gang out to some place for some celebration. I was just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and got on the comp for a while. Played the rugby game Hakim introduced to me. Watched television for a while. Seriously, I dont remember what I watched. Just watched for the sake of watching cos I didn't feel like doing anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is getting mundane&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured that most of my posts have some floorball in it - 90%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouts aloud:&lt;br /&gt;Too much floorball! Too many training sessions!&lt;br /&gt;*runs around the room in circles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope it pays off. And there's nasyeed tonight. Ustaz says the session is gonna be intensive. No doubt, tomorrow's performance and we've yet to finalize our movements and stuff. I'm looking forward to joining centaurs with Ameer soon. After floorball tournament, it's rugby time. I don't think I'll leave space for hockey. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dalam kehidupan ini, yang terindah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;melalui usia remaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Betol ke ni?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-4903877611191708537?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/4903877611191708537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-people-im-tired-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4903877611191708537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4903877611191708537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-people-im-tired-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-2902815675321814600</id><published>2009-04-09T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:05:42.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sd4MKfjRY2I/AAAAAAAAADg/Iaj7dVLRtM8/s1600-h/1_946674243l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sd4MKfjRY2I/AAAAAAAAADg/Iaj7dVLRtM8/s320/1_946674243l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322705184006169442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss this awesome babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-2902815675321814600?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/2902815675321814600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/farah-firzanah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2902815675321814600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2902815675321814600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/farah-firzanah.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sd4MKfjRY2I/AAAAAAAAADg/Iaj7dVLRtM8/s72-c/1_946674243l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-8923757187613626663</id><published>2009-04-07T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:04:28.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay Hannan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WELCOME TO THE CLUB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my emo friend has turned wild. Haaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k nothing much happened today&lt;br /&gt;or maybe things did happen but I was too sleepy to remember anything&lt;br /&gt;thanks for wasting time on my blogg :DDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-8923757187613626663?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/8923757187613626663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay-hannan-welcome-to-club-today-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8923757187613626663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8923757187613626663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay-hannan-welcome-to-club-today-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7965809254586700270</id><published>2009-04-04T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:23:26.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;At the moment im extremely exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Had nasyeed last night, till 10.30?&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake up early this morning for training&lt;br /&gt;The game started at 12++&lt;br /&gt;We kept the goal difference to a minimum, although i think we couldve done better&lt;br /&gt;the end score 6-2, only!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Amir made us play 5 periods, instead of the usual 3.&lt;br /&gt;Plus an additional 20min final period.&lt;br /&gt;All of this on top of the training in the morning. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After game had to rush for tuition, met Hakim there.&lt;br /&gt;He was late, as usual. Tuition ended at 6.45.&lt;br /&gt;Now im slacking at nenek's place after ngaji with Hakim&lt;br /&gt;Im bored and tired and hope Cik Apit sends me home soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But that's not to be cos she plans to stay till midnight.&lt;br /&gt;And mak and ayah's at Johor visiting the Johor people&lt;br /&gt;I want to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7965809254586700270?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7965809254586700270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/at-moment-im-extremely-exhausted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7965809254586700270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7965809254586700270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/at-moment-im-extremely-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-2815285923378859454</id><published>2009-04-03T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:16:14.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i am officially angry with Cikgu Marliana because she doesnt like Yuna.&lt;br /&gt;*inserts angry face here*&lt;br /&gt;Alamak cikgu mintak kene smack sungguh&lt;br /&gt;After friday prayers had to do fitness and conditioning,&lt;br /&gt;a whole two hours before i got together with the rest&lt;br /&gt;to watch C Div East Zone Finals against Greenview&lt;br /&gt;which they eventually lost 2-1 (sungguh buang karren)&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's training is merged with a friendly game&lt;br /&gt;against Blast Men's Team&lt;br /&gt;(their captain's Swiss cottage's coach, a team we beat 15-1)&lt;br /&gt;Im exited. Hope they dont trash us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self:&lt;br /&gt;Things are going pretty well, dont screw it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-2815285923378859454?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/2815285923378859454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-am-officially-angry-with-cikgu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2815285923378859454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2815285923378859454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-am-officially-angry-with-cikgu.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-3789910695740920487</id><published>2009-03-30T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:32:31.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="homno"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pronset"&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" class="pron"&gt;sik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" class="prondelim"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron_toggle" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;1.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;afflicted with ill health or disease; ailing.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;   &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dnindex" width="35"&gt;2.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;affected with nausea; inclined to vomit.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so sick i skipped training. Hoho. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-3789910695740920487?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/3789910695740920487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/sick-sik-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3789910695740920487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3789910695740920487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/sick-sik-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-5268458019933462909</id><published>2009-03-29T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:58:54.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went through my gmail account and found these pics.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/h/58tmjcufwm1x/?view=att&amp;amp;th=1162d5ba50b055e5&amp;amp;attid=0.8&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_f8u2t7at7&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 511px; height: 495px;" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/h/58tmjcufwm1x/?view=att&amp;amp;th=1162d5ba50b055e5&amp;amp;attid=0.8&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_f8u2t7at7&amp;amp;zw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/h/58tmjcufwm1x/?view=att&amp;amp;th=1162d5ba50b055e5&amp;amp;attid=0.6&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_f8u2ssyq5&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/h/58tmjcufwm1x/?view=att&amp;amp;th=1162d5ba50b055e5&amp;amp;attid=0.6&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_f8u2ssyq5&amp;amp;zw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/h/58tmjcufwm1x/?view=att&amp;amp;th=1162d5ba50b055e5&amp;amp;attid=0.7&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_f8u2szpd6&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 646px; height: 484px;" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/h/58tmjcufwm1x/?view=att&amp;amp;th=1162d5ba50b055e5&amp;amp;attid=0.7&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_f8u2szpd6&amp;amp;zw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/h/58tmjcufwm1x/?view=att&amp;amp;th=1162d5ba50b055e5&amp;amp;attid=0.4&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_f8u2s2zf3&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 646px; height: 563px;" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/h/58tmjcufwm1x/?view=att&amp;amp;th=1162d5ba50b055e5&amp;amp;attid=0.4&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_f8u2s2zf3&amp;amp;zw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/h/58tmjcufwm1x/?view=att&amp;amp;th=1162d5ba50b055e5&amp;amp;attid=0.3&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_f8u2r6yn2&amp;amp;zw"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 607px; height: 395px;" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/h/58tmjcufwm1x/?view=att&amp;amp;th=1162d5ba50b055e5&amp;amp;attid=0.3&amp;amp;disp=inline&amp;amp;realattid=f_f8u2r6yn2&amp;amp;zw" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss those times. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-5268458019933462909?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/5268458019933462909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-through-my-gmail-account-and-found.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5268458019933462909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5268458019933462909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-through-my-gmail-account-and-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-672833750716551136</id><published>2009-03-28T22:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:42:37.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time, yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sc5BQ94Ro9I/AAAAAAAAADY/Gu3EL28Zb4g/s1600-h/Shamsul+yo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sc5BQ94Ro9I/AAAAAAAAADY/Gu3EL28Zb4g/s400/Shamsul+yo+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318259969715446738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shamsul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This post is for you my brother in crime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta say today was freakin awesome&lt;br /&gt;the songs we sang and the things we talked about&lt;br /&gt;haha. hanya tuhan saja yang tahu&lt;br /&gt;hands down, you sure know how to rock it&lt;br /&gt;and im glad we finally got to spend time together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Shamsul wants to bring his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mattress&lt;/span&gt; to Marina Barrage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Earth &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Hour&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you guessed it, I slept like a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-672833750716551136?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/672833750716551136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-about-time-yo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/672833750716551136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/672833750716551136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-about-time-yo.html' title='It&apos;s about time, yo'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sc5BQ94Ro9I/AAAAAAAAADY/Gu3EL28Zb4g/s72-c/Shamsul+yo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-2618538068865916744</id><published>2009-03-25T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T01:53:16.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PcKchDhyuHw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PcKchDhyuHw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-2618538068865916744?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/2618538068865916744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2618538068865916744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2618538068865916744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-2564170627846793746</id><published>2009-03-23T22:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:45:41.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scribble, scribble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/ScegEoJefiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/T5PxM5DXIkE/s1600-h/love+hadi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;classic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 heaven&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder why it's called heaven when it feels like hell&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it was worse then the morning run cos our thighs were busted.&lt;br /&gt;then had breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;rested for a while and continued with quick-feet ladder.&lt;br /&gt;a whole 15 sets for each group.&lt;br /&gt;we cheated the second part a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;after lunch was training and training until 5.30&lt;br /&gt;raisins were distributed during breaks&lt;br /&gt;packed up boards, cooled down and was dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Though kinda hated the intense training,&lt;br /&gt;I think I've improved together with the whole team&lt;br /&gt;I feel that we're more bonded together now&lt;br /&gt;The camp was surely worth it&lt;br /&gt;and now we're on our way to becoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;c=8&gt;&lt;a=22&gt;C-Div Champions&lt;/a=22&gt;&lt;/c=8&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-6688084493315467472?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/6688084493315467472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-im-back-from-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6688084493315467472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6688084493315467472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-im-back-from-hell.html' title='Hello I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-8743526691447434387</id><published>2009-03-14T07:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T07:44:22.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I know that big people don't like questions from Children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;They can ask all the questions they like, How's school? Are you a good boy? Did you say your prayers? but if you ask them did they say their prayers you might be hit on the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-8743526691447434387?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/8743526691447434387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/angelas-ashes-by-frank-mccourt-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8743526691447434387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8743526691447434387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/angelas-ashes-by-frank-mccourt-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-3912941459068134509</id><published>2009-03-13T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:07:48.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shepherdselfstorage.com/happy-face-770659.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 73px; height: 73px;" src="http://www.shepherdselfstorage.com/happy-face-770659.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uber Happy with myself&lt;br /&gt;(more than on usual days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floorball:&lt;br /&gt;Today we beat Serangoon Sec 32-1,&lt;br /&gt;and I scored 3 goals! wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put that aside cos its not that important&lt;br /&gt;and if we talk about it I'll get complacent.&lt;br /&gt;lets move on to the greater news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My report card!&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Nurhadi has improved tremendously&lt;br /&gt;Scoring A2 for Higher Malay, and A1 for all my other subjects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INCLUDING MATHEMATICS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However my Lit and Geog pulled me down a little&lt;br /&gt;with B4 and B3 respectively.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheles, I'm reaally happy with my mean subject grade of 1.9&lt;br /&gt;Great achievement Hadi, keep it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-3912941459068134509?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/3912941459068134509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/uber-happy-with-myself-more-than-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3912941459068134509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3912941459068134509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/uber-happy-with-myself-more-than-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-5735889536991601586</id><published>2009-03-11T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T18:35:57.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sbe8rn1VC5I/AAAAAAAAADA/_IdeDUtqS_k/s1600-h/DSC_0750_FRH%27s.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sbe8rn1VC5I/AAAAAAAAADA/_IdeDUtqS_k/s400/DSC_0750_FRH%27s.JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311921743119846290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Farah Firzanah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, its not your birthday today&lt;br /&gt;but I'll dedicate a random entry to you&lt;br /&gt;because you love to spam my inbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also am writing this entry to show my appreciation&lt;br /&gt;to the girl that made my life a little bit more colorful and crazy,&lt;br /&gt;to the girl that doesnt know what she eats,&lt;br /&gt;to the girl that talks about nearly anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to thank you, before its too late&lt;br /&gt;for being there when im bored&lt;br /&gt;for not missing to wish me goodnight&lt;br /&gt;for being there when i feel like talking a whole lotta crap&lt;br /&gt;about superman and sexy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ :-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to do Nothing alot&lt;br /&gt;I wish you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-5735889536991601586?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/5735889536991601586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/miss-farah-firzanah-no-its-not-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5735889536991601586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/5735889536991601586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/miss-farah-firzanah-no-its-not-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/Sbe8rn1VC5I/AAAAAAAAADA/_IdeDUtqS_k/s72-c/DSC_0750_FRH%27s.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-4624098518805767488</id><published>2009-03-09T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T18:49:05.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allo Allo Mr Rugger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.centaurussports.com/rfc/centrfc.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 126px;" src="http://www.centaurussports.com/rfc/centrfc.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today Ameer Hamzah and I decided we're gonna sign up for Centaurs RFC.&lt;br /&gt;I'm signing up and starting my term on 18th April.&lt;br /&gt;I'm exited to start playing rugby again after a year's break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unleash the rib-breaker in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-4624098518805767488?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/4624098518805767488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-ameer-hamzah-and-i-decided-were.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4624098518805767488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4624098518805767488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-ameer-hamzah-and-i-decided-were.html' title='Allo Allo Mr Rugger'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-1060008740312902315</id><published>2009-03-06T23:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:25:27.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some little updates:</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tournament is coming. First game's against R.I. and Mr Amir's not gonna be around.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Im finding it hard trying to find time for myself, again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've gone crazy and hence decided that i should continue with what i did last year - which's to not do classwork in class during class and instead do it after school outside the staff room.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sheikh Naufal is gonna be my personal trainer now, whether he likes it or not, and he's gonna make me get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6packs and my sexy chest back&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It seems like everybody's falling in love (not forgetting Ubaid, again &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;) but im not everybody. Hmm but  maybe i should be. Damn, i dont know what im talking about and i dont know whats wrong with me so somebody help me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-1060008740312902315?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/1060008740312902315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-little-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1060008740312902315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1060008740312902315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/03/some-little-updates.html' title='Some little updates:'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-8890567373618571408</id><published>2009-02-27T20:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:59:02.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh CAN YOU REPEAT WHAT YOU JUST SAID?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tuckerfieldhockey.com/resources/field_hockey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 236px;" src="http://tuckerfieldhockey.com/resources/field_hockey.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today I'm feeling a little high and dramatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two main happenings today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;. I Canceled meeting with Farah Firzanah, cos she was sick.&lt;br /&gt;(seriously Khat, I didn't meet her today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;. So I went to watch hockey B-Div Match.&lt;br /&gt;Victoria versus Saint Andrews and we beat them 3-0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*clap clap clap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what happened ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*drumroll for suspense* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ex-Coach came up to me, and pleaded for me to come back.&lt;br /&gt;(Hey my head is swelling, yes. I guess yours would too if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Fred&lt;/span&gt; came to beg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt;"Hadi, I'm asking for a personal favour. Please come back. We &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; you."&lt;br /&gt;I said:&lt;br /&gt;"Wow! Need is a big word"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay no further information.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-8890567373618571408?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/8890567373618571408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-can-you-repeat-what-you-just-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8890567373618571408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/8890567373618571408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-can-you-repeat-what-you-just-said.html' title='oh CAN YOU REPEAT WHAT YOU JUST SAID?'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-6296248127727548734</id><published>2009-02-25T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:01:37.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Skipped last period of math class today&lt;br /&gt;To make it on time for our friendly match&lt;br /&gt;which turned out not to be so friendly after all&lt;br /&gt;at East View Sec.&lt;br /&gt;We played crappy but still managed to beat them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16-2! WOW hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i scored 1 goal (WOW again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self:&lt;br /&gt;Conversations are getting rather suave&lt;br /&gt;better control myself. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-6296248127727548734?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/6296248127727548734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/02/skipped-last-period-of-math-class-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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minds'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-6246288343752205797</id><published>2009-02-20T18:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:56:41.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Birthdays used to be something I looked forward to&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why it's not interesting anymore&lt;br /&gt;Today i forgot my birthday and needed other people to remind me&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what else I'm going to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put aside all the presents and cakes etc.&lt;br /&gt;I think the best present today was&lt;br /&gt;being able to go back to primary school&lt;br /&gt;to catch up with my favorite teacher *wink wink* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and see how things have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Fourteen now, for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;Caught in between ten and twenty&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still dreamin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-6246288343752205797?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/6246288343752205797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthdays-used-to-be-something-i-looked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Coincidences&lt;br /&gt;a striking occurrence of two events at one time apparently by mere chance&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life we come across coincidences, strange ones&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes we force ourselves to believe&lt;br /&gt;that these incidences don't carry a hidden meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe someone's trying to tell us something&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-3574275231273282791?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/3574275231273282791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/02/coincidences-striking-occurrence-of-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3574275231273282791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/3574275231273282791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/02/coincidences-striking-occurrence-of-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-1866453001820165545</id><published>2009-02-13T20:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:39:35.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've decided to continue blogging.</title><content type='html'>Things have been getting better these few days&lt;br /&gt;I sorted things out with certain people&lt;br /&gt;I managed to play some rugby in my free time&lt;br /&gt;Although there were the usual setbacks&lt;br /&gt;Like failing math tests and screwing up projects&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure things are turning the right direction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but School life is getting boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-1866453001820165545?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/1866453001820165545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-decided-to-continue-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1866453001820165545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/1866453001820165545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-decided-to-continue-blogging.html' title='I&apos;ve decided to continue blogging.'/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-7513098991164985153</id><published>2009-01-26T19:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:03:22.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entry 5 - O Holiday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX2mXvneQHI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_xyflOLNzA/s1600-h/Slack+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX2mXvneQHI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_xyflOLNzA/s1600-h/Slack+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 103px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX2mXvneQHI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_xyflOLNzA/s400/Slack+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295571663706800242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slacking too much, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago, on the morning of Tuesday, 13th January 2009, all of us Victorians - from the batch of 2014 to the graduating batch to even the staff - were expecting great news for ourselves. That was because just the previous day nearly the whole of the school cohort (even the ever-so-cool housekeeper Uncle Foo) heard about the great (O-Level result) news. The school attained a Value-Add, again, for a few years consecutively already and so the principal was happy. We were certain, or at least quite convinced, that a happy Mr. Loh would get us a half-day off or maybe even a full-day, depending on the level of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the big man stepped onto the platform at the parade square, the school welcomed him with an applaud like never before. He smiled and we all replied with expecting grins on our faces. The seniors are shouting for a half-day and that soon became a chant. "Half Day! Half Day! Half Day!" The atmosphere was phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;The result of all the chanting was a little bit more than we expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The headmaster declared half a day off on Monday. [By that time everyone was screaming like they just saw Britney Spears and Paris Hilton making love on stage]. Two and a half hours meant so much to us at that time, I wasn't sure why myself, but somehow it did. And that was not all in store for us. He declared an additional 1 day off after the Chinese new year break which meant we were going to have 5 straight days off from school. I was elated, and judging by the noise they all made I was sure everyone else was too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on the 26th of January 2009, I find myself questioning why I am hating this break so much. Hmm, perhaps it's because I find myself staring into space nearly half of my waking hours - an additional 150% more than usual days. So what do I do the rest of the day? Mostly nothing constructive or anything to be proud of. And then, to worsen the already spoiled mood, there is project work - tons of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am imagining my teachers having fun frolicking in the water by the beach while silently laughing at the thought in their evil brain of their students having to complete their never ending list of tasks and assignments. (I shall now officially conclude that all teachers are mean people, or maybe not. There is an exception: my English teacher, Mr Daryl Tan, who only gives us homework for our benefit - not because he wishes to see us dread - and the time spent doing his work is worth not sleeping or even watching television!) Alright, that was a little too much of exaggeration on my side of the story. I still don't understand why we are given so much work to do, even more so on holidays. I don't think I know the true meaning of a holiday anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="definition"&gt;In the dictionary, it says that Holiday actually means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;1.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;a day fixed by law or custom on which ordinary business is suspended in commemoration of some event or in honor of some person.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;2.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;any day of exemption from work (&lt;span&gt;distinguished from &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=working%20day&amp;amp;db=luna" style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WORKING DAY&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;   &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dnindex"&gt;3.&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;a time or period of exemption from any requirement, duty, assessment, etc.: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;New businesses may be granted a one-year tax holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="definition"&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;In the &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=holiday"&gt;urbandictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;, it says that "Holiday" means:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="definition"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; a) a time of year when you're supposed to sit back and reflect and give thanks and shit like that but actually everyone just gets drunk and eats a lot and spends lots of money because our society advocates wasting insane amounts of dough to "celebrate"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) a really, really kick-ass song by green day. A dark political "anthem" that truly encompasses America's depressing military situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alright, now I am back to writing my story. My brain is tired just thinking of the work I have to do in the coming days and nights: There is tuition homework (which is top priority because tuition is on Wednesday) and then there is Math Project. Right now I am tasked to complete the diagram which involves a lot of precise cutting and pasting which is going to take some time. Following that I need to complete a DnT cum Literature project. On top of that, there is a Geography test to study for. Thank God there is no training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you might ask me: why worry, Hadi, when you have the whole of Wednesday given to you? The reason is, blog readers, on Wednesday, the 29th of January 2009, I not only have tuition like I mentioned, but also a class outing and a senior floorball match to attend! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh such luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;How could you be so cold as the winter wind when it breeze yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kanye West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-7513098991164985153?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/7513098991164985153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/01/slacking-too-much-i-guess-two-weeks-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7513098991164985153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/7513098991164985153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/01/slacking-too-much-i-guess-two-weeks-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX2mXvneQHI/AAAAAAAAACE/y_xyflOLNzA/s72-c/Slack+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-2600286774263713721</id><published>2009-01-20T18:37:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:51:25.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entry 4 - Group Work'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today after school I skipped training because I had Math Project!&lt;br /&gt;(There's no such thing as getting away with fitness training. I'm going to have to do that before court training tomorrow then. Oh my.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As usual, I had to wait for Darius Iskandar!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SXW7kRv-LII/AAAAAAAAAAs/i5zw4Z1PTLQ/s1600-h/P1050389.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SXW7kRv-LII/AAAAAAAAAAs/i5zw4Z1PTLQ/s1600-h/P1050389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SXW7kRv-LII/AAAAAAAAAAs/i5zw4Z1PTLQ/s320/P1050389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293343168958180482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Ultimate Slacker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chin Wei came earlier with the measuring tape and group plans but had to leave for C.O. practice for C.N.Y. celebrations. He was so scared to leave us alone to do the measuring because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darius + Hadi = Nothing Done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William couldn't make it because he had to attend to some China&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aaaaa&lt;/span&gt; buddies so it was Darius and I who completed the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;However, not only did we complete the whole thing, we came out with the most fantastic, superb, innovative and etc. ideas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The task was to measure the diameter of the school crest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Plan 1: Darius climbs up like spiderman and takes the necessary measurements&lt;br /&gt;Obviously that crazy idea wasn't going to materialize but the whole idea was kinda cool. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Plan 2: Use what ma'am taught us in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But that idea was not going to happen too because both of us forgot half of what ma'am taught us. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Double-hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SXW-D7bhYZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tj_9kAJziJA/s1600-h/P1050394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SXW-D7bhYZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tj_9kAJziJA/s200/P1050394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293345911745896850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hadi: Eh, this is what we supposed to do right?&lt;br /&gt;Darius: Hmm, I think so but I don't know what we should do after this.&lt;br /&gt;Hadi: Yeah me too. Check the textbook?&lt;br /&gt;Darius: No need lah. We think of another idea.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan 3: We resort to the cheating method.&lt;br /&gt;Darius stands under the the crest with a meter rule. I snap a picture and we use Adobe Photostudio to see how many times we can copy and paste Darius on the crest! Wow we are some smart, intelligent people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SXXCzGDVpBI/AAAAAAAAABM/Y2oWQXocaVY/s1600-h/Crest+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SXXCzGDVpBI/AAAAAAAAABM/Y2oWQXocaVY/s320/Crest+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293351120097616914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we came to my place. Somehow Nabil (a non-member) tagged along but we had fun. Alot of laughing was involved. I came out with another equation, following the previous one, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hadi + Nabil + Darius = Laughing g-ass&lt;/span&gt; (get it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we played with my floorball stick and the ball hit Darius and that caused his nose to bleed for a while. We were so high/crazy we didn't care and neither did Darius. Overall, we spent more time than we should but we finished what we came for. Our final conclusion, after zooming in and double checking: the diameter of the crest is 4.8 metres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I am doing another discussion, online with Tristen, Dev and the Literature cum DnT gang. I hope I can last the discussion, I'm struggling to open my eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Currently in the process of singing a cover of Love by Musiq Soulchild.&lt;br /&gt;Will post that soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-2600286774263713721?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/2600286774263713721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-after-school-i-skipped-training.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2600286774263713721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/2600286774263713721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-after-school-i-skipped-training.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SXW7kRv-LII/AAAAAAAAAAs/i5zw4Z1PTLQ/s72-c/P1050389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-211992893888910007</id><published>2009-01-17T17:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:18:11.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entry 3 - Floorball'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Great achievement is usually born of great sacrifice, and is never the result of selfishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Napoleon Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; He who limps is still walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Stanislaw J. Lec&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bad mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I've made a few&lt;br /&gt;I've had my share of sand kicked in my face,&lt;br /&gt;But I've come through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Queens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walao! Hadi you never come we finally got Draw in div-3 sia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amos Law (the dog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A group of young lads &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- who have trained their butts off, mind you - with big dreams walk into the world of professional floorball, braving themselves against experienced, big men. The crowd gives their smirk but they still stood tall. Against all odds, the boys matured and became young gentlemen with the spirits of an eaglet ready to spread its wings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Time -00:00 Mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The team warms up together, jogged exactly 2 rounds of the Tampines Sports Hall where in a few minutes time we would face the Phytons. We had a fair share of losses and the only glimpse of hope for a win came from our only draw the previous week. Mr Amir takes out his board. He re-explains the wiping system, our playing strategy, something he has done countless number of times. We brought our 1.5 Litre bottles and towels to the benches. We all prayed we wouldn't screw up, both individually and more so as a team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Time 01:36 Mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Call for line-change. Line 2 was to get ready to enter the court. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;It was now my turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Time 01:55 Mins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I received the pass from my fellow defender. Brought it to my favourite left side. The defender gets in position and closes me down. I protect the ball. Haziq is screaming for the pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The defender plays dirty&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I persevere. He was harassing me, I couldn't turn.&lt;br /&gt;I trusted my instincts.&lt;br /&gt;I gave my teammate a back-hand cross.&lt;br /&gt;He was open, We scored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Line-change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The play continues. Line 3 concedes a goal.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere before the referee blows the whistle marking the end of the first sector, our junior D.S.A. player, Hamizan, scores fantastic goal, chopping the ball above the keeper- another goal to give us a slight lead by break-time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;Time 15:06 Mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My line was forced to come back together as a defense force. The opposition won a free-hit in our half.  I was in the top-D/center position ready to launch at the shooter if he receives the ball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I made a fatal mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: I abandoned my left position, and it was open. Opposition tapped pass the ball and took a direct shot.&lt;br /&gt;We were even - I was down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Line-change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr Amir gave us a major shelling. I knew it was mainly my fault. I did not apply our main playing strategy. Nevertheless my fellow forwards Aiman and Haziq were supportive. We were keen not to make the same mistake, and we didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The 2nd sector ended shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;In our heads were&lt;br /&gt;"Discipline in shape."&lt;br /&gt;"When defending,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; left forward stays left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, right forward stays right."&lt;br /&gt;"Centers are guiders."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;Time 16:56 Mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The play was fast. The opponents were tired. Halim and Rusell were outstandingly '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;chemistrasised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;' (if there is such a word). They managed to penetrate the defense.  Halim scored a goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Line-change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We were leading again. I was determined not to let them down by making a fool of myself on the court. By now the whole team rallied us on. We were in crunch-time and had only a few minutes left to an ending of what seems to be a victory be we knew it also could be a draw or maybe a loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;Time 19:10 Mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I received the ball in the center-court from a clearance. I dribbled forward. The keeper was all ready. I see a gap between him and the near-post. I took the shot - the ball was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;perfect, until it hit the woodwork and flung out of play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. I got a chance and i tried my best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;I've redeemed myself, I thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;Time 19:20 Mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The referee calls for a time-out. Mr Amir calls us in.&lt;br /&gt;40sec left of the game. Hold on -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; that was all we had to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peeeeeeeeet Peeeeeeeeeet Peeeeeeeet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;First win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're still not feelin' me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/04854XqcfCY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/04854XqcfCY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s:&lt;br /&gt;Amos, if you're reading this: Perhaps if you don't come we could win again.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;And not to forget my classmates who won the at Singapore Science Buskers Festival,&lt;br /&gt;Congrats you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-211992893888910007?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/211992893888910007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-achievement-is-usually-born-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/211992893888910007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/211992893888910007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-achievement-is-usually-born-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-6555716471741337806</id><published>2009-01-14T20:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:07:46.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entry 2 - Bad Day'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Alright, here comes Hadi's super long essay entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gaaaaaaah &lt;/span&gt;get ready.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best not to use any vulgarities.&lt;br /&gt;At least compliment me for my effort. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;Reminder: Extremely fictional post for schoolwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SXEfGDED7nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SwPn_nc4smA/s1600-h/Shout_to_the_Lord_by_melaniumom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SXEfGDED7nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SwPn_nc4smA/s320/Shout_to_the_Lord_by_melaniumom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292045225899060850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shout to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;A Bad, Bad Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;    &lt;span&gt;    The angels were in a foul mood today and somehow decided I should pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i agree i haven't been a very good boy this year but that did not account for all the crap heaped upon me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was introduced to this day by my 'super awesome' phone that decided to die on me. Not that it mattered a huge deal to me but the alarm function would have really helped a young man trying to get to school on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  That done, i had to bathe under pouring ice (well, that was not the case but, hell yeah, the water was somehow freezing cold). Being the good boy that I am (=.=) I made my father aware of this situation [that turned out to be the worst idea of the day]. He snapped and screamed at me, - yes, scream like a girl - said i should be appreciative that we have Water in the first place. (At this point, my face was in the WTH mode). Well alright, perhaps I caught him at the wrong time. My luck. I tried getting over the whole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sway-ness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(slang for bad luck)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but that was to be only as far as 20mins before 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Oh man. Oh God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Do you ssmmmellllll what the rock is cookin'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;You do? Yeah you're right. Super-duper-ultra-mega-force &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(line stolen from Ryzel)&lt;/span&gt; bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Let me remind you, dear blog readers, whatever that's written up there happened in the morning at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Wait 'till we get to school, people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Wait, I said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;get to school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Doing that was a mind-blowing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;disaster&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    If you're unaware, my dad sends my mum and I to our respective schools on his off-days. I don't take that for granted, i really don't. And to prove that, I make it a point to actually check with him if he were to send me the next morning. I did exactly that - something my dad insisted I did not do. But why does it matter? The reason is, my friends, my father sent the car to the workshop! (Super-pissed face mode now) "Oh, yes i can take the bus, father but it is 6.55am!" Wow, and the same thing as his answer - "you take things for granted". (Come on lady luck, what is up with you today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that was that. How pissed of with your own parents can you get? 'Forgive and forget' I told myself.  *Such a good boy, such a good boy Hadi is* And so to actually get to school by a reasonable time, I flagged a taxi. [Yes, this schoolboy who doesn't earn a penny flagged a taxi, at peak hour(!), to get to school!] All the way throughout the commute I prepared myself for a (hardcore) shelling from Mr Chia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The regular 'latecomer protocol' happened and I got past that. The mundane life of a schoolboy replayed. No good news to brighten up the gloomy, gloomy day. The thoughts of strenuous  training  later on  freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Mr Gloomy Day had sex with Ms Pissing-Me-Off Day [they must have] and there you have a F***ed-Up Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually hate teachers because i know they are going to be the ones assessing me for examinations, but this (a.k.a. Monster from Hell) Mr Ben Khaw [or however to spell that name, i don't care] is pushing me. He stepped into the class thinking he was some kind of big shot shouting at the most trivial matters like not writing the names of absentees. And not only does he do that, he yelled at me for not knowing who is not is class at that moment. [For goodness sake, sir, I came in later than you] (Oh, be professional) And to add up to the crap count, he said he came in with "High Expectations of such a good class". Oh, Please. Our class is known for our discipline cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school my mind and soul's all extremely exhausted.  To  top it all - with whipped  cream and  some MnM  - fitness training. Running 7 stories up and 7 stories down 11 times with countless number of push-ups, sit-ups and dorsal raises etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    Thank you all for such a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Reminder: Extremely fictional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Kalau perasan tu kau punye pasal ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-6555716471741337806?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/6555716471741337806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/01/alright-here-comes-hadis-super-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6555716471741337806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/6555716471741337806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/01/alright-here-comes-hadis-super-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SXEfGDED7nI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SwPn_nc4smA/s72-c/Shout_to_the_Lord_by_melaniumom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2657956345152895864.post-4474008257680357046</id><published>2009-01-07T13:08:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:08:24.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entry 1 - Introduction'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;hello wello earthlings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;yes, it is Hadi with a blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(omg, I cant believe it too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My previous quotes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna have a blog cos i think its gay&lt;br /&gt;I don't have time to manage a blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, people. I am still straight.&lt;br /&gt;No, people. I am not much free-er now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of the birth of this blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time in a wonderful place named Victoria School,&lt;br /&gt;My handsome and generous teacher named Mr Daryl Tan said in his usual, uber sexy voice that Blogging would take up 50% of CA1 English marks!&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I was really elated to hear that because it would mean I could spend more time on the computer doing work and less time playing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(To those who don't know me well enough, imagine this in the most sarcastic tone, ever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For this assignment, you will be required to create 5 blog entries over ANY FIVE days (from Sat 17 Jan 09 to Thurs 29 Jan 09) of which you will choose one to print out and hand to your teacher fro formal assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each entry which should be at least 250 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entries should demonstrate the writer’s ability to:&lt;br /&gt;• use language features and structures appropriate to a given audience (their peers)&lt;br /&gt;• entertain and inform effectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such structures and language features of blog creation should:&lt;br /&gt;• include the use of at least one other media effectively combined with the text to elaborate and extend the communication&lt;br /&gt;• be written in the form of personal recount with language features such as personal pronouns, details of events (what, where, when, what and how)&lt;br /&gt;• vivid descriptions, elaboration through cause and effect and personal response and reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 5 entries could cover the following themes:&lt;br /&gt;• something unusual that happened that day&lt;br /&gt;• a difficulty you faced&lt;br /&gt;• a moment you enjoyed with your family&lt;br /&gt;• something that took place in school&lt;br /&gt;• a moment spent alone doing something you enjoyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            N.B.   THIS ASSIGNMENT CONSTITUTES 50% OF CA1 MARKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your assignment should be posted on your blog over the week ready to be assessed by your teacher by 8am, Friday 30 Jan 2009&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nenek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a.k.a. Grandmother)&lt;/span&gt; came down yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;on the day my sister decided to leave for Indonesia without meeting me first(!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(which means she, must/will if she is a great sister, get me something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But is being taken away now by my uncle :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps/ Hadi is on a 2-day M.c., again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2657956345152895864-4474008257680357046?l=the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/feeds/4474008257680357046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-wello-earthlings-yes-its-hadi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4474008257680357046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2657956345152895864/posts/default/4474008257680357046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-hoaxer-says-eh.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-wello-earthlings-yes-its-hadi.html' title=''/><author><name>Hadi.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00742163910882851610</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zS6AjVyMH4Q/SX6Xltn8iLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/64U-Oq-6l9Q/S220/Not_to_Touch_the_Earth_by_BrainWashedd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
