<?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-7062863615887660320</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:01:08.892-08:00</updated><category term='labels?'/><title type='text'>naught</title><subtitle type='html'>ha ah ha</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-7314933736446071397</id><published>2010-07-25T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T15:37:51.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life!!</title><content type='html'>It's certain that there's only one god in this world, that we can't deny by strenuously protests about the multiple existence of them(tho' some of us do &gt;_&gt;)..&lt;br /&gt;It's like an absolute loyalty, we don't need 2 leader, else, it'll be a mess.. major one or so to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, i'm trying to relate this with the life we yearn most... What do WE want? i don't know if everyone wants it but, i assume that everyone wants to start a new life, with a new family with them leading its ride.. Well, what about the old one? if i say the word new, the opposite means old rite? what does this "old" referring to? it's our most beloved family where we originated.. Is it right to leave them and start a new life? can't we just live together? well of course not, the other side of the family will get an "uneven" treat.. alas, when 2 sides quarrel, the one in the mid will get its most impact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i just giving excuses not going to colllege? damn i hate it here, i miss my family, my cat, my floor-bed, my life... am i just going to sacrifice this for the sake of obtaining a job that gives me best fit? I see uneducated people with life greater than them who spend years trying to achieve a complete life satisfactory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang, what the hell..... i should just accept it.. sure, i hate going to college.. but to furthering our knowledge is of utmost importance.........tho most of them are left unused..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang dang dang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to get a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-7314933736446071397?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/7314933736446071397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/07/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/7314933736446071397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/7314933736446071397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/07/life.html' title='life!!'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-4815469205858891933</id><published>2010-07-01T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T18:34:48.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>****</title><content type='html'>All the proxy unblocker can't function!!!!!!!! I can't even change the IP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-4815469205858891933?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/4815469205858891933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/4815469205858891933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/4815469205858891933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='****'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-7791144200523225532</id><published>2010-06-10T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:27:00.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF</title><content type='html'>I'm blogging inside a computer lab in my college..  Just an instance. No need to read this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-7791144200523225532?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/7791144200523225532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/06/wtf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/7791144200523225532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/7791144200523225532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/06/wtf.html' title='WTF'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-4604584578574697487</id><published>2010-04-08T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T07:09:38.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Godly Act</title><content type='html'>We, humans are overpopulating the earth, thinking that we're the superior beings that surpasses everything exist in this world!&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we are indeed the greatest being on earth, one that nothing is on par when compared with(at least i think so).&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS WHY, WE HAVE THE POWER TO HELP THE OTHER! AS A GIFTED CREATURE, WE ARE ONE WITH THE ABSOLUTE CAPABILITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, the fact that we're "superior" among the others makes us even more "above" than other species....like..GOD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK to those who think they've the right to balance the Earth's life cycle! What's the purpose of 'Animal Control' to exist? Even in Malaysia? TO THE PIT WITH THEM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who have the right to control the balance of the earth are not us, we are just another actor, merely an actor, the same goes to the other animal! NOT A FREAKIN' DIRECTOR! There's only One who can maintain the earth's balance, GOD!&lt;br /&gt;Yet we humans are so ignorant of the fact and continue with our act of "balancing the earth".. Or to put it right, "Killing the other being".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there are lots of animals scattered throughout the entire earth, what's the purpose of CAGING them and giving them the sleep of a lifetime?! One that's scattered thru-out the entire world is US human so why not caging us and kill each other?!&lt;br /&gt;Don't shit me with some stupid reasoning such as "the strong will prevail, the weak shall fall", the strong should help, the weak should be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did that to each other right?and people are saying that we're doing a good deed helping the poor, then what about the animal? Do they get their free meal without effort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Dear Guardian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-576c8c1cff278883" 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://v24.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D576c8c1cff278883%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331641414%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52E76FB3DD4AABB9738328D1A70FA17695212536.5B62F6C8EF1E93759DDFB7CD4357F12D4ACD5F15%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D576c8c1cff278883%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLeMDz0dtAjOTyJ86Iy1I8JV_Erk&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://v24.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D576c8c1cff278883%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331641414%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D52E76FB3DD4AABB9738328D1A70FA17695212536.5B62F6C8EF1E93759DDFB7CD4357F12D4ACD5F15%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D576c8c1cff278883%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLeMDz0dtAjOTyJ86Iy1I8JV_Erk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason im telling this is because the dog in my area get caught by the animal control.. it had known me for a long time, and always barking out to stranger who came near, natural security huh? it isnt that the dog had ever cause a huge trouble, for about 5 years had pass, and nothing big happened. i wonder if it has already been put to sleep.. we named it blacky~ of course, i love it more than my mere acquaintances(i had to be honest).. always came to me when i'm out of my house.. rest in peace, if you ever been put to sleep tho'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; the dog jumped, trying to reach on me =,= and of course, i never touched it b4.. Muslim's obligation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-4604584578574697487?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/4604584578574697487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/04/godly-act.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/4604584578574697487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/4604584578574697487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/04/godly-act.html' title='Godly Act'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-7387046921983208605</id><published>2010-03-31T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T18:33:15.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The very first pace; Origins</title><content type='html'>Have you ever thought of "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the beginning of everything&lt;/span&gt;"?&lt;br /&gt;We are, indeed unable to scientifically explain what was the "real deal" happening back to our very own first ancestor! Or rather, to our originates. that may be monkey, worm, cellular organism?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figure out yourself. I dont know any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am i pointing at now? It may coincides with the teaching of religion, but isn't it intrigues you of how things are analyzed btw our era, and the past's era?&lt;br /&gt;During the past, every result is never to be interpreted with science, instead the religion itself. Lots of supernatural things going on, we heard lots of stories regarding such matter isn't it? How magical things can occur, prophet appearance, existence of every life...... how is this possible? is it true that "religion" does exist? Does god exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASK YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO created us?&lt;br /&gt;WHO created the earth?&lt;br /&gt;WHO created the universe?&lt;br /&gt;WHO created everything?&lt;br /&gt;WHO controls everything?&lt;br /&gt;WHO maintains the balance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the answer is GOD.&lt;br /&gt;the last question goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHO CREATED GOD?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't misunderstand me. I'm not straying readers or myself with such post. Just a stupid thought, though many times babbled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People of my religion.. If there was an unanswered question, do not seek the truth in an individual, intelligence is always concealed within the 'book'.When the question with an impossible outcome is presented, seek guidance and surrender urself to Him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:im not creating some religious post, it's just a question.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and don't accuse me of something like "he's insane" "murtad ke dia ni?"&lt;br /&gt;If you do, then you really are as ignorant as a donkey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.. another ps: i have nothing against donkeys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-7387046921983208605?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/7387046921983208605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/03/very-first-pace-origins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/7387046921983208605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/7387046921983208605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/03/very-first-pace-origins.html' title='The very first pace; Origins'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-382152927932202177</id><published>2010-03-29T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:43:35.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~.........end with Resilience</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks has gone by, and thing stays normal btw me and my job..&lt;br /&gt;Upon receiving my trial driving license, I drove from my house at Port Klang to tesco~ a hell of a trip.. but school is further than that tho'. so, no complaints whatsoever....&lt;br /&gt;Start working at 5 pm, but i always ended up late...why? Muslim's obligation..oh, and not just that, it's because of those twins that always dragging me(Shafiq n Shafwan =,=).. Gosh, they're always late.. A day of work is never without fetching those twins earlier..&lt;br /&gt;We finishes at 11.30pm-1.00am... That makes about 6-8 hours or lesser..&lt;br /&gt;Our usual 'custom' after work is dropping by to McDonalds for lunch.. yeah, lunch in the early morning.. what a sight.. always coincide with some acquaintances.. we once saw Zakuan there, just finished his 1st day of working at guardian.. er, or is it watson? whatever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As being a cashier requires no ties of trust, I seemed to do my work slowly and steadily until the time comes when i actually avoid standard procedure.. Had a shortage amount of Rm400 and recent investigation has been done, no one knows what's happened, even the security staff gathers no information in the cctv.. It's the first time in tesco, for a person to short at this value!~&lt;br /&gt;Well i knew where i did wrong, or DID i do wrong in the first place? Some supervisor came to me and exchange money, yeah that's normal, and i couldn't bother it much so after she exchanges the money, i notices that most of my rm50's gone, and rm10's didn't rise at all. Where the hell did that money gone to? what she gives me is just a bag of coins and some 1 ringgit..&lt;br /&gt;well, the most intriguing thing is~~~ she change the total amount of Rm400~ what a coincidence! Same amount of my shortage. So i told my superior abt such thing, well they seem to accuse me in other way.. trust me, i know some conspiracy is going on.. i'm the victim here..&lt;br /&gt;It happens the same day i presented my resignation later.. Great, now i have to spend 7 days of servitude with pressured mentality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a call from the HR manager.. long story short~ she accuse me of something that im 100% sure did without error and ask me to sign an agreement of payin back its original sum of shortage.. well psychologically, she was 'forcing' me to sign those agreement.. I knew that in tesco's policy, cashier do not have to pay back those sum regardless of its amount.. I even ask the staff manager, she herself was shocked to know i'm to pay back its sum in a LETTER. What's that letter for? It's a green light to allow them to make me pay back! A @$#)*#*~ing green light! That HR manager has no right to make me do so~ and that's where the letter serve the purpose~like a warrant to make me do the thing i wasn't supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;Well what the hell~ i just want to get this over with, and further qualms is a blunder and a bad mental treatment. Im afraid that this case will continue until it involves the police(if u have an experience,dealing with police, im sure u know that it's a MAJOR blunder to ur life).. ~~it's just a bloody 400. what i want is just a piece of good experience, not a crap one,lol.. so i sign it with no hesitation and get this over with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-382152927932202177?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/382152927932202177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/03/end-with-resilience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/382152927932202177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/382152927932202177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/03/end-with-resilience.html' title='~.........end with Resilience'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-1025397223090952208</id><published>2010-03-27T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:33:25.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yearn for Experience.........~</title><content type='html'>I started to work at tesco klang during.... ya whenever it's i cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i wanted to do is just rid the life of "hikikomori"(wiki it) and continue pursuing experience by serving something and learn the hardship, and all that thing of many people in the world.. It was interesting, doing things in order, following system, etcetra~~ Not all of it was sweet tho', some were bitter..who'd like it if a person who isn't in a position to order us to do things suddenly "woi, hantar barang ni", "letak barang ni kt cash room!"~~ well i could care less about it since i ignore those orders and act as if nothing happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working as a cashier, we typically need to trust no one even to our own supervisor.. The procedure was quite a blunder.. Slight mistake may lead to big ones.. ah, im sure most of u know how it works, detailed explanation isn't necessary here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the cashier's staff are women.. various age,most of them are indians.. i see no chinese, i wonder why.. and the most intriguing thing....... there's lots of "BI" there.. cant catch what im sayin'? It's BISEXUAL! Quite horrifying when 1 of them is actually our own superior.. &lt;br /&gt;Shaf1's too honest to say "kau tahu tak kt  brazil skrg, org sama jantina boleh kawhim? Sume org pn pelik.." to one of the BI.. That BI then said "tu lah, dieorg tak faham org macam kita(he meant him and another BI)".. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is the end now.. Nothing more to say about work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: forgive me if i were to offense any BI out there.. =,=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-1025397223090952208?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/1025397223090952208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/03/yearn-for-experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/1025397223090952208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/1025397223090952208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/03/yearn-for-experience.html' title='Yearn for Experience.........~'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-5684573027012099287</id><published>2010-03-13T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T12:21:09.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny be Damned~Fate shall Avail</title><content type='html'>*i'll paste my result l8ter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont misunderstand the title. u should know that "Fate" usually regarded as "Fatal", and "Destiny" is the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day we took our result is celebrated with a couple of root beer, and a vanilla ice cream(all from my money T_T).. planning to make a 'perfect float' out of it, i tried to rid of its carbonate by constantly shaking the bottle.. but the "celebration" end up with a couple of small cup with all the drinks dissapeared~ end up with a "gloomy celebration" with a vast amount of money wastage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. i really can't stand myself being unable to grasp something that i deserve to get.. Well i've no idea if i really deserve better than this but... dude... a B+ for english? THAT'S SUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;well i won't sob in grief as i already expect the worst for my english result.......damn, a freakin long essay with no actual point.. im pretty sure i'd give myself marks lower as such. but....B? BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB????????????????????????????????[I'm deeply disappointed with your result!(Pn.Hazlina)]..you've no idea how far my disappointment goes compared to urs =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i understand if my english result is not that amazing, but my est subj.....it's C+????? took it as an extra subj just because i know i can score it well...... i bet the examiner's sick.. i thought i did good.. i mean... i did.. did i? for art....at least it's an A....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm quite satisfied with my science subj result, though i already expect an A for my physics....turned out to be that Shafwan actually succeeded to score A for physics. and B+ for me.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry is fine, B is acceptable....&lt;br /&gt;Biology? kuku i thought i'd get worse than C.. but C+? haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the other subj such as BM,P.Islam,Sej and others~ it's just as i expected.. a B~ common marks for the likes of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask about math, lots of ppl get an A from it.. and B for additional math? i confidently knew i can score an A from this subj when i was form 4.. well things always turned out unlike we expected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is never as it seems, unless if there's an effort to be made even if it means futile effort..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM 2010 candidates of smksa, i look forward to ur success...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-5684573027012099287?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/5684573027012099287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-fish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/5684573027012099287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/5684573027012099287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-fish.html' title='Destiny be Damned~Fate shall Avail'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-5335701945322011666</id><published>2010-03-06T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T15:35:14.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prideful mate(s)</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since i last login  this site... Quite a blunder, yet sometimes are always thought of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is just a dedication to a certain person with prideful act. Why such post? well i think a story of others is a story worth telling than mine.because a story 'main character~d' by the writer itself might be full of lies....it always does, right?(referring to readers,bloggers,writers,lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this person really concerns his image that he might even sell himself with perhaps a bit of a discount offer tagged along with him...&lt;br /&gt;i once ask him, "agaknya kaki kau yang mana sepak paling kuat?"..&lt;br /&gt;he goes "dua-dua kuat"&lt;br /&gt;again, i ask "tak, aku tanya, kaki mana yang paling kuat?"&lt;br /&gt;"dua-dua kuat laa!"&lt;br /&gt;well it isnt like he smiled or give a slight chuckle afterwards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second case~we just passed our jpj driving exam&lt;br /&gt;me: Susah kalau beli kereta manual nanti, lebih baik beli kereta auto...&lt;br /&gt;xxx: Mana ada, manual senang gile a..&lt;br /&gt;me: Auto lagi senang, manual leceh&lt;br /&gt;xxx: Aku OK je, manual, auto, sama je bagi aku.&lt;br /&gt;me: pfft...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another~considering his prideful attitude, he wants to show me he knows how to drift....car-drifting...&lt;br /&gt;me: Kau nak drift ke? boleh buat kat jalan besar tak? sini kawasan perumahan...&lt;br /&gt;xxx: ala, aku boleh buat la... nak tengok?&lt;br /&gt;(he immediately 'drift' with a big smile on his face.he's enjoying it)&lt;br /&gt;(after several request to make him drift at safer place, the last drift he performed nearly crashed onto another car, that wasnt the first mistake he made tho'.. after realizing the danger, he put it to an end, without another word coming from his mouth)&lt;br /&gt;(firdaus(bukan anak huzaibi) then went out after countless times of screaming, the atmosphere went silent after that~)&lt;br /&gt;me: so, macam mana tadi? dah dekat nak langgar kan?&lt;br /&gt;xxx: mana ada... aku buat macam biasa lah..&lt;br /&gt;(arrived at home, after a few hours passed, he sighed, and uttered.......)&lt;br /&gt;xxx: wuish... aku sikit lagi nak langgar dowh... risau gile tadi..&lt;br /&gt;(i remain silent, thinking of how stupid his prideful attitude brought him to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, another case..~he think that his knowledge of pc is better than me. and so he said&lt;br /&gt;xxx: ish, aku punya streamyx kene block dengan antivirus la&lt;br /&gt;me: haa? impossible... tak mungkin antivirus boleh block internet connection.. kalau block explorer boleh a&lt;br /&gt;xxx: kau tak tau apa-apa la... antivirus ni yang block streamyx aku, cuba kau try~~&lt;br /&gt;(trying)&lt;br /&gt;me: apa yang block nye, aku dah check, antivirus takde kene mengena pun. takde hak utk block internet connection&lt;br /&gt;xxx: ....&lt;br /&gt;(and so i check the wiring at the back, found that his ethernet cable is plugged of.. it's SO OBVIOUS yet he claimed that antivirus did as such, quite funny tho)&lt;br /&gt;me: cuba try skg&lt;br /&gt;xxx: [gratitute word,cant remember what he says]&lt;br /&gt;what's funny is that these problem has gone for about 2 weeks..zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well xxx isnt the only 1 i have my eye on.. there's another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he loves to label himself as " the black sheep of the family(or rather community)"&lt;br /&gt;even a slightest joke can carve a deep wound within him.. i bet his 'emotion barrier' is weaker than a tissue paper. concerning his looks, he always relate his figures with women's relationship.... well i've seen it a lot, his text, his messages.. it isnt like i spy on his mobile phone or something, i got my own intel... "mesti kau tak nak kawan dengan aku kan" , "aku tau la aku tak hensem" , "dah tak nak layan aku ke" , "kau sama je dengan pompuan lain, sisihkan aku" , "sebab die hensen kan?".... i wish i could post a prtsc but for privacy sake, i shall put it aside.. you can call it " coward ".. i admit, i am coward, in terms of head-on with another, esp women... there was once when i saw him sitting alone, gazing in front with quite a sour face..within a few mins, he stand asap while clenching his fist, whacking the table and uttered "babi, bising gile xxxxx(i forgot what did he refers to his classmate but im sure enough it isnt a pleasant word to be heard) ni" and immediately went out the class, walk back and forth(within 2 metres,seriously) and enters the class back(a 10 secs walk, what idle pleasantries).. well this happens when i pretend to sleep in class, i always do tho', while im at that, of course i'll be concentrating on other things besides gazing at the plain table, that time i was observing him. i bet he can never live alone in life.....yet he called himself  'loner'........corny tactics....&lt;br /&gt;he ask girls numbers a lot, some of the girl once claim that she didn't really have much choice but to give, or that guy will accuse her based on his own view..well this was told by me acquaintance i dunno if it's solid, if it's not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey the post has gone long, it takes about 10 mins to expand and extract........am i going committed.......i hope 'me' says no. cuz i never trust myself.. yet "me" is me.. what's "me".. i dunno.. it's fun to spam when there's no restriction isnt it? unlike in a common forum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about "no restriction", taking my change to say tt u might see that some of my title doesnt really fit with its content.. ignore that will ya? im not that creative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: 'discount offer'(from the para above) means a customer's attraction, it might be quite a bad metaphor but lets just try out different things =,=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-5335701945322011666?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/5335701945322011666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/03/prideful-mates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/5335701945322011666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/5335701945322011666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/03/prideful-mates.html' title='Prideful mate(s)'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-853377983280665486</id><published>2010-01-07T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T23:11:43.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychology War</title><content type='html'>Be it the internet or the reality world, people with brains will sure take a couple or more thoughts, trying to unveil their intention, receiving negative outcome will be naught like as good as perfect..&lt;br /&gt;Some say that their behavior in internet varies greatly with theirs of the reality, some even claimed that they're like as mentioned.. In my opinion though, what the "internet person" did is the true nature of a person.. Why? Because human ought to do something that only their bravery allow to do so.. Under a pressured atmosphere(reality), they tends to have the resolve, but they don't have what it takes.. On the other hand though, they are free to do as they please.&lt;br /&gt;Ever watch the news regarding the Chinese citizen who submit a vulgar comment towards the gov in the internet? Do you think he has the guts to perform the same option(in reality) as he did in the internet? I doubt very much of that..&lt;br /&gt;Just my opinion... When 2 person quarreling each other(in internet), who do you think has received most of the offense? it's the person who sent the last messages.. Well, quarreling isn't a necessity but due to a certain circumstances, the same principle stays applied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message is, if you want to see a person's true nature, do so in the world called "internet".&lt;br /&gt;Hypocrisy is unevitable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-853377983280665486?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/853377983280665486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/01/psychology-war.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/853377983280665486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/853377983280665486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2010/01/psychology-war.html' title='Psychology War'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-4474107885766028243</id><published>2009-11-23T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T04:36:59.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPM's First Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SwqBhxFDPtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/qbcEZamBcWA/s1600/DSC07515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SwqBhxFDPtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/qbcEZamBcWA/s400/DSC07515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407276719721889490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lol to Farouq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SwqBhik8faI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kuyKQ2uWYoQ/s1600/DSC07514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SwqBhik8faI/AAAAAAAAAKY/kuyKQ2uWYoQ/s400/DSC07514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407276715829132706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything starts out fine but the atmosphere was awkward, as if spm examination is to be taken lightly-kind of atmosphere....and that atmosphere seems to overwhelmed me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last 2 days before the exam start, I joined a malay group and went to their "secret" area, whatever that is.....to spend our time, capturing images.. more? I can't think of any.. It was raining and we play under the fall...And so.. our condition isn't as what we want it to be.. I don't really care though.. I once claim that i lost interest in study, well that's simply an involuntary spit coming from my mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Bahasa Melayu, I've no idea what to write so I simply 'scratch' anything that extracted out of my mind, intuitively..&lt;br /&gt;English? haha... It's a nightmare.. Reminiscing the past, I think of abandoning the paper once.. But it's spm, who'd be stupid enough to do that? So again, I 'scratch' everything.. By that, I can't write to my fullest..&lt;br /&gt;History's a comedy, I didn't study much and only do so at the current day of the exam..Typical;A last minute study method..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will be the result of it? We shall see soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-4474107885766028243?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/4474107885766028243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/11/spms-first-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/4474107885766028243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/4474107885766028243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/11/spms-first-week.html' title='SPM&apos;s First Week'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SwqBhxFDPtI/AAAAAAAAAKg/qbcEZamBcWA/s72-c/DSC07515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-7528564850232562859</id><published>2009-10-31T21:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:59:24.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bogus Relativity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Su0VoopxPgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8EGp3Z-8UM8/s1600-h/oo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Su0VoopxPgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8EGp3Z-8UM8/s400/oo.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398995316138655234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observing is fun, especially when It's something related about the observer itself.. Sure, that include me. I once write about a person that use certain thing as a subject to approach someone they want, I'm not surprised, It's up to the listener to consider the truth within such bogus statement.. I don't know how to say it in English,"Fitnah".. Just a short note, spoiling other people's pride means spoiling yours as well.. How do I know this? I wonder why as well?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a pawn and a bait at the same time, if I'm caught and killed, you'll be safe and assured, if the opposite happens, you'll dive in as well.. You tell false story about me to other, just for the sake of invaluable information....&lt;br /&gt;Just don't think I'm stupid enough to remain unknown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be watching,even when you talk, sms or other....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-7528564850232562859?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/7528564850232562859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/10/bogus-relativity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/7528564850232562859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/7528564850232562859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/10/bogus-relativity.html' title='Bogus Relativity'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Su0VoopxPgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8EGp3Z-8UM8/s72-c/oo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-6500594369451812983</id><published>2009-10-22T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:08:16.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Endless tick Meet its End</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Su0XlojiGVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vkAgAKCJkSA/s1600-h/aqaq.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Su0XlojiGVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vkAgAKCJkSA/s400/aqaq.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398997463596144978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's approximately a week for D-Day, SPM examination day. What would a typical person act when they came to such realization? I'm pretty sure most of you get the flow of it. For me, I expect nothing unlike it...but something seemed to bother me~I'm no longer interested in studying. What the hell? It's a stupid excuse for a student who spent almost every time of his/her life, enhancing and furthering their knowledge. I'm envy the person who has such mentality of not giving up, and proceed with full determination.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks before the exam(current week) is my playday, games, chess(hey,I won against Shafwan,lol*note that I can't even count how many times he has his triumphant victory against me*),mmo.....can't think of any other. Teachers said that the typical physical state of me at school(weak looking,fatigue,sleepy?) is due to my hardworking 'late-night study'. I turned and chuckle....why would they think of that? I don't think I have great grades.. btw, it's "teacherS", lots of 'em..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to any Form 5 students....lets just get this over with....the exam I mean -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Late Night is the best time to think about how life can be carved and forged,altering it for the better*...study? I rather drink a cup of coffee and play with my cat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps;S, I thought you want to lend me your songkok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-6500594369451812983?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/6500594369451812983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/10/endless-tick-meet-its-end.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/6500594369451812983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/6500594369451812983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/10/endless-tick-meet-its-end.html' title='The Endless tick Meet its End'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Su0XlojiGVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/vkAgAKCJkSA/s72-c/aqaq.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-4407973393731273779</id><published>2009-10-09T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:09:12.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Procrastination Unfolds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Su0THEiGEPI/AAAAAAAAAKA/92yVUfD6XM8/s1600-h/aa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Su0THEiGEPI/AAAAAAAAAKA/92yVUfD6XM8/s400/aa.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398992540483850482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point of our sleepover at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zakuan's&lt;/span&gt; house is to devour the fruit of knowledge. I knew since the beginning that it's impossible....the night was filled with entertainment, games and others. I can't stop myself from playing The Elder Scroll IV:Oblivion,best game I played so far. F and Z slept soundly, F made a weird sound and Z snore like a beast in starvation, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; that's just a metaphor, no offense =,=.. S sleep of about 4.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ooam&lt;/span&gt;,can't get his hand off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Starwars&lt;/span&gt;:Battlefront II.. As the dawn shows its colours,I owe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Z's&lt;/span&gt; brother who woke me at 5.55am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;aprox&lt;/span&gt;.. Funny, I slept quite late and woke earliest.. Done with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Solah&lt;/span&gt;, everyone followed in sequence. It's already 8 and everyone was wide awake except for S who continued sleeping, we even shouted at him...he won't budge, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.. The day continued as S watch Code &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Geass&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lelouch&lt;/span&gt; Of The Rebellion R2 for straight 11episode, he dominate the notebook for the whole morning, I joined him anyway~"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Bapak&lt;/span&gt; die, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mandi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lagi&lt;/span&gt;" he uttered..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the whole day, I get to see the real colour of 'em~my mere acquaintance. They called their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt;(they claim that it's) with this "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;gedik&lt;/span&gt;" behavior, even shouted in the room, for response of their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt; tease and slight jest. Typical response, It can't really be explained in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had this hamper received from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Pengawas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Hightea&lt;/span&gt; event, I owe them a lot....but no one wants the hamper at my home =,=.. So thank you to "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Tauke&lt;/span&gt; Burger" for making me feel 'not guilty'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:Re; you think I'd fall for those?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:F isn't Farouq =,=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-4407973393731273779?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/4407973393731273779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/10/black-and-white.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/4407973393731273779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/4407973393731273779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/10/black-and-white.html' title='Our Procrastination Unfolds'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Su0THEiGEPI/AAAAAAAAAKA/92yVUfD6XM8/s72-c/aa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-3194391227602289078</id><published>2009-09-29T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T05:05:58.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-scattered Fragments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SsMMv2omxaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zMBOx-AK4SQ/s1600-h/da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SsMMv2omxaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zMBOx-AK4SQ/s320/da.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387163595524457890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*freak post*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, a blunder thought came up to my mind, such thought ate myself till I behave unlike the older days.. Am I cursed? Laughing like an idiot, frequent talk, and asking for help, I don't think such behavior exist in my dictionary of life.. If only I could dispose "consideration" and "kindness" out of it, I'll be able to experience like without hindrance and obstacle.....&lt;br /&gt;So please, if there's anyone that's close to me, don't think you're "that" close, and don't claim that I'm a friend of yours, I never had any.. If you carefully observe, I had never use the word "friend" in this blog.. I'll act unlike any other if you came to be my close person.. As for my side, I'll regard it as business, mere relationship will probably ruin the plan ongoing.. Precious it might be, destiny decide its period ...probably..my brain can't even catch up with that..&lt;br /&gt;Even the test results are gradually decreasing... I expect A for naught and that era of my exellency has deteriorated... Even the additional math test paper was left blank,literally blank.......I used to enjoy observing human's body language upon reacting each other....detecting their truth and false.For the current time though, I can't really tell what're they babbling about.. I guess my mentality really downgraded from before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's an atypical week for me, I lost my songkok, and went to school with this cheer-lalala attitude with a bad hair, i don't care about the appearance, I just want my songkok!.. The art exam was fun, I can't stop my hand from my first watercolour artwork, though I didn't prepare at all.. The biology exam was the period where I sketch the rough idea of it, again, another blank paper passed up..  The sunlight struck me hard that I can no longer enjoy the view at the woods..&lt;br /&gt;I ended up not posting any picture in blog ay? I'm not really into blogging, but sometimes it bothers not to write something while I've an internet access at home.. =,= perhaps i'll stop at the end of the year,this doesn't sound promising, I believe myself...we'll see.. Lots of memories anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever~~~ Losing ourself is quite a popular event amongst human, however, I' believe the principle of Yin-Yang exist in every human.. We're always balanced, right?take care~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-3194391227602289078?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/3194391227602289078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/09/self-scattered-fragments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/3194391227602289078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/3194391227602289078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/09/self-scattered-fragments.html' title='Self-scattered Fragments'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SsMMv2omxaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zMBOx-AK4SQ/s72-c/da.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-1838522368766749322</id><published>2009-09-27T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:00:35.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent</title><content type='html'>Eid ul-Fitr last for 3 days but kids came bother us at the day after it's supposedly held.. Honestly, it's a nuisance, don't their parent teaches them about this, or perhaps both of them are unaware of this..&lt;br /&gt;At the first day of the festival(Eid), I didn't have a chance to rest well and was forced to do something i really not used to, *apologizing each other*.. Trying to avoid the camera was impossible as they force me to join them, well, for some reason, I'm thankful to that.. 23rd Sept was the date I first see the sky(perhaps), and I'm not shocked to receive none of the wishing or whatever they call it.. I receive a call from someone that I think I'm close with, I choose to ignore it, the call repeated of about 4times, I don't know if they wanted to invite me in their convoy, but I once claim that I hate groups of people, I'll try not to lick those words back......the call continues.....&lt;br /&gt;Most of my kind loves to celebrate this festival, i guess.. there's also an sms i received from an unknown number saying "YEAH! Esok raya!Esok raya! OMG"....I know he/she's exited over the current event ongoing but he/she should learn how to behave properly and express with -green- manner..&lt;br /&gt;This post is a quick one, any misspelling will be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once a person claim that his blog receive more visitor compared to mine, and filled with many comments and all that shit(proud of it too,lol)..&lt;br /&gt;there's 2 difference between me and that person, He advertise his blog throughout the whole place, I'll choose to stay discreet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not good with gratitude words, just get the idea of it, if your brain's capable to reach though~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-1838522368766749322?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/1838522368766749322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/09/recent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/1838522368766749322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/1838522368766749322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/09/recent.html' title='Recent'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-4161646761968831789</id><published>2009-09-15T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:22:15.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical</title><content type='html'>I usually had a sightseeing, but never to expect many people killin' their time, solving the Rubik's Cube. It happens, so I can't say it's weird but things usually goes like this...when one person starts it, his friends follow, and this encounter a chain reaction, everyone gets into it(well, PLEASE exclude me).. People always see things based on their intuition, there was once when I said it's quite enjoyable, others said it was boring, a freak game that only had a geek or nerd or whatever you had in your mind finds it interesting..hell,some even said it's stupid... Well, I myself wonder why'd I approach them,I'd just get diseased by their "typicalness".. When the school students starts to get their hands on it, they said it's fun........after that, i find it intriguing, but I choose to ignore the past..(note that "them" is among the students in the science class).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical is a frequent word I use but i don't consider it as "normal" like mostly others did. It applied usually among the people I encountered, I don't just judge by their looks, I try to know them as well. hehe, sometimes I even wonder that this world had such people, never to expect those, i guess i'm just a "katak bawah tempurung" in socializing..&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't wish to speak more, so i'll just make a short explanation of how people act in myspace..&lt;br /&gt;It's fun, to see their foolishness, there's a person said he/she want others to forget his/her past for she'll unliterally CHANGE.. That's a big word, I don't think a person who claim they will are a person capable to do such thing.. And there're more of them who ask everyone to "hey, comment my pic"... lol, this is so funny, I'd never think of doing the same.. Some even labelled their photo "xxxxx photography", you think you're that good at it? I think it's worthless, trust me, I read a lot about photography(not to say im good at it), some even say "am I hot?", "cantik tak?" this is beyond human's maturity.. To think that you'd say such thing, makes me wonder, is it because of your mentality, or because you demand for popularity, I don't think most celecrity would do such thing.. They publish, and they wait for comment, that's normal.. I'm not saying that taking a picture of yourself is freak(really, i didn't) so don't get the wrong idea.. then, the bulletin, Why'd you spam those with pointless message? Some people even post that "aku dah tak nak couple dah", this is stupid, know your place, you're not a royal member,highborn or anything, it's all in intermediation. I think there's more, but the post are getting longer,even I don't wish to read such post, I'm sorry if it doesn't enlight your entertainment, well I don't even think of that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note that I'm not directing this to every player, but 'siapa makan cili, dia terasa pedas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think I'm posting the wrong thing,....well...just think of it as a tease.. aha?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, I have no idea why I start this blog, doing things without reason is indeed a stupid act, well, i admit, i am stupid,not always though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-4161646761968831789?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/4161646761968831789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/09/typical.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/4161646761968831789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/4161646761968831789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/09/typical.html' title='Typical'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-3132511661696257842</id><published>2009-09-04T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:43:17.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/235adb08-a0b6-4ddb-9ac5-2bbc36368fd8&amp;amp;theName=06 Deai&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" width="328" height="94"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; padding-left: 2px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold;" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;amp;objectid=235adb08-a0b6-4ddb-9ac5-2bbc36368fd8"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/235adb08-a0b6-4ddb-9ac5-2bbc36368fd8/06-Deai/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;amp;cid=player_dna&amp;amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;         eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/1c393494-c99c-4a32-baee-a6fe81782dfd&amp;amp;theName=30 Escalus no Futagoki&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" width="328" height="94"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; padding-left: 2px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold;" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;amp;objectid=1c393494-c99c-4a32-baee-a6fe81782dfd"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/1c393494-c99c-4a32-baee-a6fe81782dfd/30-Escalus-no-Futagoki/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;amp;cid=player_dna&amp;amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;         eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/bcc22683-2a9c-4c5d-a395-20059312e281&amp;amp;theName=14 Yasuragi&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" width="328" height="94"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; padding-left: 2px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold;" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;amp;objectid=bcc22683-2a9c-4c5d-a395-20059312e281"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/bcc22683-2a9c-4c5d-a395-20059312e281/14-Yasuragi/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;amp;cid=player_dna&amp;amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;         eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one(s) of the music enlisted among the Romeo x Juliet's OST(It's an anime, nothing like the original lovey-dovey shakespeare's play)....&lt;br /&gt;For those who loves instrumental music might fall for it, lol perhaps..&lt;br /&gt;Its instruments include oboe(perhaps flute),and piano..&lt;br /&gt;Leave a feedback if you had your time, thanks.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: I can't find these tracks anywhere, so i post it myself.. gomen for the slow loading media..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-3132511661696257842?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/3132511661696257842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/09/music.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/3132511661696257842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/3132511661696257842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/09/music.html' title='Music...'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-2086042460277182783</id><published>2009-09-03T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:24:31.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peoples</title><content type='html'>People, around me, they're all predictable, claiming that they're a complicated person.. hey humans, you're all the same, being a human is always a human.. You're a teenager, and I as well... We're neither complicated nor opposite.. Everything is about intermediacy.. Stop lying yourself, accept reality, you're not special, just a common person breathing the same air as we do, vice versa, we eat, we sleep, and we'll eventually fall, you're the SAME..&lt;br /&gt;I'd been doing some research on human's behavior.. Trust me, most of them act just the way their &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;7 deadly&lt;/span&gt;(thanks for the note =_=) &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sin&lt;/span&gt;(wrath,pride,lust,sloth,greed,gluttony and envy) commanded.. All of you is just an actor on a stage, waiting to be criticize by me, or perhaps a guinea pig to be experimented.. Your invisible mask can't block my penetrating view..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You claimed that you love to be alone,&lt;br /&gt;Stop the lies, no one does and it only lasts for a short period of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always search for certain subject in order to approach the one you admire&lt;br /&gt;I've seen this almost everyday,stop your acting and confess already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your capability are tested,you always claim that you're the best&lt;br /&gt;No one's best,you're a fool if you bestow those words upon yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get heated up when you've seen bunch of audiences and this push you forward a great power,&lt;br /&gt;So you changed for the sake of others instead of yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You claim that friendship is far more important than love?&lt;br /&gt;That's hypocrisy, if you do, dispose of your beloved ones(family) and keep on dreaming for [love]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're being considered, you compared yourself among the others&lt;br /&gt;Judge things based on your result, not comparing with others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much to said... I got it all in my head, but what's the point expressing it here.. Will it make a change?&lt;br /&gt;Human's pride endeavor to rid people's advices, of course it won't.. The same's applied to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're human, we have the same innards as well as various behavior... Never claim that you're different.. stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that when I chuckle like an idiot, I'm fully aware of your idiocy.. Does this makes us both idiot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let the mentality of yours to do the incoherent babling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-2086042460277182783?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/2086042460277182783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/09/requiem.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/2086042460277182783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/2086042460277182783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/09/requiem.html' title='Peoples'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-3483252726216536483</id><published>2009-08-17T13:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T14:28:17.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gundam 00</title><content type='html'>I'd been hunting certain videos and i can't help but to post it.. lol, a blog's now a memory storage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the story begins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-faf87f93735076f" 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://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0faf87f93735076f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331641414%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77C1C91360D105C2C33242269886051AB0235958.4A8C3C8B07C28ABE7DA2E0F32479D7DA2FA706D2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfaf87f93735076f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7HV442uCc4ay8JNGz7LqByvh2Gc&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://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0faf87f93735076f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331641414%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77C1C91360D105C2C33242269886051AB0235958.4A8C3C8B07C28ABE7DA2E0F32479D7DA2FA706D2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfaf87f93735076f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7HV442uCc4ay8JNGz7LqByvh2Gc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the op, Daybreak's Bell, by L'arc~en~ciel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5fFCIjVc34U&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/5fFCIjVc34U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Too much op to paste but this is the first and the origin of all so i might just post this...&lt;br /&gt;I also like this ed btw... Awful(not that awful) singing, yet, perfectly synchronized with the clip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VIaOOYlEDE0&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/VIaOOYlEDE0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak resolution, the author must've been convert it wrongly....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-3483252726216536483?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=faf87f93735076f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/3483252726216536483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/08/gundam-00.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/3483252726216536483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/3483252726216536483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/08/gundam-00.html' title='Gundam 00'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-8145678349582888325</id><published>2009-08-16T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T13:41:33.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayate no Gotoku!! [ハヤテのごとく！]</title><content type='html'>The season 1 was a blunder to watch.. The main plot goes off its track from its original manga.... However, the season 2 wasn't that bad as before but it's still considered 'plotless'.. I can't really tell whether the story's advancing or stationed.. Anyway, I just came to like the characters -_-..&lt;br /&gt;Some screencaps(till episode 18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdKvS8JKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/U0jgW_BBxw4/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdKvS8JKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/U0jgW_BBxw4/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370644994715296930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoheithBAZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8xIp1_5NAJ8/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoheithBAZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/8xIp1_5NAJ8/s320/16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370646506065953170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdKEZ_dhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Ve81ZRsKMeU/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdKEZ_dhI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Ve81ZRsKMeU/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370644983202149906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdJlxK7RI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AFCTyWovCRs/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdJlxK7RI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AFCTyWovCRs/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370644974977871122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdJdbPsfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/n9702rJzn_g/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdJdbPsfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/n9702rJzn_g/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370644972738425330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdIyTOdHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/B84nS0Ngrxs/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdIyTOdHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/B84nS0Ngrxs/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370644961162065010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdzqgojEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/C5e__6RLXWI/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdzqgojEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/C5e__6RLXWI/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370645697805192258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Sohd0Jx2jmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wfJ6IGtc_pA/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Sohd0Jx2jmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/wfJ6IGtc_pA/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370645706198912610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdyWqe8RI/AAAAAAAAAFY/w7LOw2yYD9o/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdyWqe8RI/AAAAAAAAAFY/w7LOw2yYD9o/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370645675297927442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Sohdylmv0rI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NxFdKfKbV7A/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Sohdylmv0rI/AAAAAAAAAFg/NxFdKfKbV7A/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370645679308788402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdzHVI7rI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7rpmZi5XOLA/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdzHVI7rI/AAAAAAAAAFo/7rpmZi5XOLA/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370645688361742002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Sohdj7l2vbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/E1aRZe9sZb0/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Sohdj7l2vbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/E1aRZe9sZb0/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370645427512589746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdjQXnxdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pyxf5wUC9NU/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdjQXnxdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pyxf5wUC9NU/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370645415910163922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Sohdi_r8FoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AmDMuLKkguY/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/Sohdi_r8FoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/AmDMuLKkguY/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370645411431978626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdipOxTBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hJuawCkzBjU/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdipOxTBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/hJuawCkzBjU/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370645405404056594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdiNwxjnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rtPfCL_SODs/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdiNwxjnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/rtPfCL_SODs/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370645398030487154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when they aired it at astro,channel 'animax'... -_- why?? because I don't have an astro..z.. Or perhaps i just want to keep it to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending featured Hinagiku and the 3student council girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdJlxK7RI/AAAAAAAAAEY/AFCTyWovCRs/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a9635166e1fae4c1" 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://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da9635166e1fae4c1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331641414%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CB3E64E956DE2A58CF7688EC5B6A1527732EDE5.1EDB69C7058595915E3C8D6A38FA0A6D03CEA92D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da9635166e1fae4c1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DD0yZCsFw97AtK3ZXo1Yuail7dE8&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://v6.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da9635166e1fae4c1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331641414%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CB3E64E956DE2A58CF7688EC5B6A1527732EDE5.1EDB69C7058595915E3C8D6A38FA0A6D03CEA92D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da9635166e1fae4c1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DD0yZCsFw97AtK3ZXo1Yuail7dE8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-8145678349582888325?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/8145678349582888325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/08/hayate-no-gotoku.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/8145678349582888325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/8145678349582888325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/08/hayate-no-gotoku.html' title='Hayate no Gotoku!! [ハヤテのごとく！]'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohdKvS8JKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/U0jgW_BBxw4/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-2334173370812923090</id><published>2009-08-16T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T11:41:17.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"We are stuck in an infinite time loop".~ SOS</title><content type='html'>i'd been enduring.......watching suzumiya haruhi n yuutsu s2 since it repeated same-o-thing that makes my eye sore.. Here's some of the screencaps from various episodes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohSPXqNoUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_OQ5Qh969Og/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohSPXqNoUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_OQ5Qh969Og/s320/aa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370632979641901378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohR9QXhGDI/AAAAAAAAADw/dHbsik_lgbs/s1600-h/888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohR9QXhGDI/AAAAAAAAADw/dHbsik_lgbs/s320/888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370632668446791730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohRLfu46dI/AAAAAAAAADo/PCoH4_YNyLo/s1600-h/777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohRLfu46dI/AAAAAAAAADo/PCoH4_YNyLo/s320/777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370631813577894354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohRKztVSZI/AAAAAAAAADg/sbqkaix8aFE/s1600-h/666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohRKztVSZI/AAAAAAAAADg/sbqkaix8aFE/s320/666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370631801760205202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohRKtatHmI/AAAAAAAAADY/-g6w2sd72s8/s1600-h/555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohRKtatHmI/AAAAAAAAADY/-g6w2sd72s8/s320/555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370631800071462498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohRJicRriI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJJdplOWN-Q/s1600-h/333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohRJicRriI/AAAAAAAAADI/xJJdplOWN-Q/s320/333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370631779945393698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohRKFZQ1NI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qiYYth3t3Vg/s1600-h/444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohRKFZQ1NI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qiYYth3t3Vg/s320/444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370631789327996114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to post more because it concludes all 8 episodes with same event but different scene.. Well who cares, whats matter in a story is its plot, not others..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ps:that's why I don't really like GI Joe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-2334173370812923090?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/2334173370812923090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-are-stuck-in-infinite-time-loop-sos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/2334173370812923090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/2334173370812923090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-are-stuck-in-infinite-time-loop-sos.html' title='&quot;We are stuck in an infinite time loop&quot;.~ SOS'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SohSPXqNoUI/AAAAAAAAAEA/_OQ5Qh969Og/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-1169849856694861787</id><published>2009-08-15T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T05:58:44.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take over our Country just as taking over the Stage -_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaBP23nOAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Nj_0cV2wObw/s1600-h/P1010552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaBP23nOAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Nj_0cV2wObw/s320/P1010552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370121715112687618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take a closer look at the 2nd building,top floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaBSEZNOLI/AAAAAAAAACw/dSFWd6DJ_dA/s1600-h/P1010567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaBSEZNOLI/AAAAAAAAACw/dSFWd6DJ_dA/s320/P1010567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370121753102989490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaBRnTTAAI/AAAAAAAAACo/yLgkQcoTfr4/s1600-h/P1010539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaBRnTTAAI/AAAAAAAAACo/yLgkQcoTfr4/s320/P1010539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370121745293574146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaBRLa2Q4I/AAAAAAAAACg/va7jwCKiihQ/s1600-h/P1010528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaBRLa2Q4I/AAAAAAAAACg/va7jwCKiihQ/s320/P1010528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370121737809052546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaBQuGRrwI/AAAAAAAAACY/NqoFVMSrSVw/s1600-h/P1010553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaBQuGRrwI/AAAAAAAAACY/NqoFVMSrSVw/s320/P1010553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370121729938140930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaHE83JzhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/OHvy0JA7Cto/s1600-h/P1010578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaHE83JzhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/OHvy0JA7Cto/s320/P1010578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370128124812578322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone torn-out my name&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaHF8iGHDI/AAAAAAAAADA/rwzJuXRczsM/s1600-h/P1010581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaHF8iGHDI/AAAAAAAAADA/rwzJuXRczsM/s320/P1010581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370128141904124978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my table -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's event goes on jeopardy because the setting was totally amiss with the show they provide..&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather call it talent show over celebrating our independance day since everyone was overcomitted in expressing themself instead of their love towards our country.. knowing that im not in a position to judge, but their song is suit better with only instrument, though i don't like guitar.. Their voices irritate the rhythm and even out of tune..heh..&lt;br /&gt;Feeling uneasy of the show, i decided to infiltrate the school building, with the back staircase.. I didn't use the stairs anyway, remembering the older days where me and my mere acquaintance climbed it from the back stair near the chemistry lab, I climbed it anyway...nostalgic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doze off at 4stm which is just beside my class and locked at that time... Caught by an unknown prefect, he was about to 'shoo' me away but instead of that he made a use of me by asking me to rid those students upstairs..He knew i'd eventually return to that class,sleeping....heh, he sure knows how to play psychology well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I return to the class, capturing everything that will soon be left as a fragments of my memory....soon.... Recalling back the past, I never had any good(i hate to say it "sweet") memories with anyone or anything.. Though it's my own choice to stay discreet and keeping myself out of trouble.. However, that choice somewhat seemed to be a waste when i turned 18,soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, I hate loneliness, but it loves me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-1169849856694861787?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/1169849856694861787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/08/swipe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/1169849856694861787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/1169849856694861787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/08/swipe.html' title='Take over our Country just as taking over the Stage -_-'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SoaBP23nOAI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Nj_0cV2wObw/s72-c/P1010552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-4139794047169166743</id><published>2009-08-08T02:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:01:49.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mere wave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forgiveness ease up ones hatred towards certain things,&lt;br /&gt;Even a despicable mortal deserve to be forgived,&lt;br /&gt;When one walk a straight path they'll always learn to oblige,&lt;br /&gt;That's why all act has its opposite,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you stepped on a mud,you try to clean it up,&lt;br /&gt;They'll eventually get cleaned,That's what people thought,&lt;br /&gt;Such common cases leaves unobservable fragments,&lt;br /&gt;that eventually hurt ones continuously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All living things are considered EQUAL,&lt;br /&gt;They're all destined to live in harmony in order to preserve its rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;heh, but such insight are better screwed now right?(that's what YOU thought)&lt;br /&gt;The flower seems to dance, swayed by the winds,&lt;br /&gt;The rain seems to mosturized the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Everything depend on each other to survive,&lt;br /&gt;Why do people hurt each other?&lt;br /&gt;Why are there separations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When two people quarrel, a third rejoices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dedicated to certain people...&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope you guys resolve all this matter&lt;br /&gt;Or just put this to an end.. Every rope has its end right?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not picking a side, I just think that such conflict's just for narrow minded people..&lt;br /&gt;Either finding the solution, or bury it with you.. choose wisely&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/7062863615887660320-4139794047169166743?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/4139794047169166743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/08/mere-wave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/4139794047169166743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/4139794047169166743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/08/mere-wave.html' title='Mere wave'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-332643554010961147</id><published>2009-08-02T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T02:42:06.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Complete Disgrace</title><content type='html'>Everyone knew when a leader's currently on their track, they try their best not to let all of their underlings doubt his leadership.. During the last monday, previous week, supposedly we start our exam early without having to attend the morning assembly... However, the declaration goes,"pelajar...saya sgt berdukacita krn kamu tdk dpt menduduki ujian bulanan 3 pd masa yg ditetapkan...cikgu2 sgt berdukacita dgn keputusan ini..."(petikan blog lain,dunno whether it's a fact)..yes, they just wasted 20minutes of our time with "TAKLIMAT"(so she says) in facing the exam.."pelajar,kami tak mahu anda kelam kabut ketika menduduki peperiksaan","jadi, semoga berjaya"... smth like tt... without doubt, i knew that the "taklimat" has nothing to do with the current speech she gave.. whats the purpose anyway? it just pisses me of.. That 20minutes she wasted gives a last 15hellish-minutes for me to write in Bm examination.. End up incompleting the task, which only require 10minutes for the last touch FROM THAT 20 MINUTES "THAT" PENGETUA TOOK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a common sense that a leader should strictly aware of its time...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I have no grudge towards you....&lt;br /&gt;but you're the one who trigger such case....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-332643554010961147?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/332643554010961147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/08/complete-disgrace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/332643554010961147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/332643554010961147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/08/complete-disgrace.html' title='A Complete Disgrace'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-927940950552730085</id><published>2009-07-12T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:09:23.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy VII</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SlmeEvEWjHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WmUzD5qwXI8/s1600-h/FinalFantasyVIIAdventChildren1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SlmeEvEWjHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WmUzD5qwXI8/s320/FinalFantasyVIIAdventChildren1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357487035925302386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of writing a journal, I post this instead =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently played the game, well sorry for being outdated but who cares.. I just post anything i want.. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Fantasy VII, i bet not many people can understand the plot of the story.. Well i'll sum up the whole thing.And fyi, the origin title, number "7" has nothing to do with the plot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't published in the form of video, it came from one of the game itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty makes me post none of the date release, but I do know the sequence..&lt;br /&gt;First published, Final Fantasy VII in PS1, then, the movie, Final Fantasy VII:Advent Children, and lastly, Crisis Core:Final Fantasy VII...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole story actually origin from the final release, Crisis Core from the psp(hell, i played it frequently)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SlmS8NDq75I/AAAAAAAAABY/lsQ4H_npNUs/s1600-h/256px-Crisis_Core.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SlmS8NDq75I/AAAAAAAAABY/lsQ4H_npNUs/s320/256px-Crisis_Core.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357474794728779666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Crisis Core, the story mainly tells about Cloud's old friend, Zack Fair..&lt;br /&gt;The story starts as Shinra companies found an alternative way to develop energy from lifestream(or so called life of planet, lol im not sure).. However, some people protests while claim that it wore out the life of the planet, so shinra comp produces an elite group called SOLDIER, whose members infused with certain substances,making them stronger(is it?).... Anything else should available &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crisis_Core:_Final_Fantasy_VII"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you're interested.. It has the most sad ending i'd ever watch in any story.. Watch the vid here ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0HVlAUIboWU&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/0HVlAUIboWU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SlmeFDNi2eI/AAAAAAAAACA/0hz6872d3EI/s1600-h/Final_Fantasy_7_Platinum_pal-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SlmeFDNi2eI/AAAAAAAAACA/0hz6872d3EI/s320/Final_Fantasy_7_Platinum_pal-front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357487041332566498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't recall much about the Final Fantasy PS1 plot, all i know is that Aerith dies and sephiroth lost.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Final Fantasy VII:Advent Children, i guess most of you watch it already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of the screen caps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SlmaEd5bE3I/AAAAAAAAABg/4bnczpD9bbM/s1600-h/aerith+dies.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SlmaEd5bE3I/AAAAAAAAABg/4bnczpD9bbM/s320/aerith+dies.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357482633269547890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aerith death&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SlmaE6LiZTI/AAAAAAAAABw/HEXlsGeYM4U/s1600-h/k.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SlmaE6LiZTI/AAAAAAAAABw/HEXlsGeYM4U/s320/k.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357482640861717810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sephiroth reincarnation(recreation,reunion, lol wtv)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SlmaErzTgzI/AAAAAAAAABo/iLd1CrW_GXU/s1600-h/aerith+advent.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SlmaErzTgzI/AAAAAAAAABo/iLd1CrW_GXU/s320/aerith+advent.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357482637001982770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aerith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also.. the trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/55JM_LiXUEI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=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/55JM_LiXUEI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also new one's coming.. titled "Final Fantasy VII:Advent Children Complete"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no doubt that Final Fantasy VII is the most favourable amongst the other franchise.. With best plot ever build up compared to other game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.;Sorry if the info went off the origin track.. Correct me if im wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-927940950552730085?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/927940950552730085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/07/final-fantasy-xii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/927940950552730085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/927940950552730085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/07/final-fantasy-xii.html' title='Final Fantasy VII'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SlmeEvEWjHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WmUzD5qwXI8/s72-c/FinalFantasyVIIAdventChildren1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-5499603810337939359</id><published>2009-06-24T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:42:29.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Threatening Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SkLU2Kk9C-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/f4lFXIRwuSI/s1600-h/DSC06432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SkLU2Kk9C-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/f4lFXIRwuSI/s320/DSC06432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351073334286945250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes~ A colourful, bright sun dawn put my spine on the move! However, certain circumstances pushed me aside from the absolute beauty of the sunrise after a deadly, massive yet brainstorming task calling from a deep pit, as if it threaten me to fulfill those incomplete assignment or I'll be pulled to 'death'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Pn. Hashimah suddenly claim that all of our art assignment shall be put to an end for the coming tuesday... Pn. Hazlina in the other hand personally ask me to handout my essay(which I haven't did any) or she'll reduce my English mark from XX to B3..w.t.fish?.. Others include my 'all the BM book'.'all the math book'.'all the add math book','my physics experiment' and more, i guess..(I do mean ALL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im out of words, really not in a mood to proceed.. Just "bye bye" will do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should i complete this task?,&lt;br /&gt;While it ends soon due the dusk?,&lt;br /&gt;Why shouldn't i just dump all the difficulties?,&lt;br /&gt;Why should i obey like a dog?,&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate answer remained~'For the preparation of the future' 'The coming dialogue','The future itself'.. lol is there more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baba bla bla bla i should stop now.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*image speaks a thousand words.Don't judge by just its look, or your mere intuition =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-5499603810337939359?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/5499603810337939359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/06/threatening-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/5499603810337939359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/5499603810337939359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/06/threatening-week.html' title='Threatening Week'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SkLU2Kk9C-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/f4lFXIRwuSI/s72-c/DSC06432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-8983725732223615397</id><published>2009-06-04T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:28:25.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pleasurable" School Absence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/107/294057272_d72bfea0c8.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/107/294057272_d72bfea0c8.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exhausting,yet torturing school works, projects,etc~~~&lt;br /&gt;We finally get to ease our mind, trying to find the best remedy to calm our very own soul..&lt;br /&gt;However, the holiday isn't like it was supposed to be like the older days..  tonnes of works still searching for its "completion", the art project, essays, and not to mention, bunch of homeworks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a student, we are supposedly guided by our teacher, needless to say, our so-called "light-of-life"...(i don't regard all teachers that way,most of them)..&lt;br /&gt;But, what's a guidance if it includes a worthless,useless and pointless task,even 'thousands' of them! Yeah right, most of them doesn't even bother of our tight schedule.. What's need to be done come first, mere questions.....second?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway~~we might as well accept it with pleasure and spent most of our time, cherishing this holiday even for a 'glimpse'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more to say,&lt;br /&gt;the sun has rises,&lt;br /&gt;the prayers called,&lt;br /&gt;our time's precious.&lt;br /&gt;our destiny roared..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-8983725732223615397?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/8983725732223615397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/06/pleasurable-school-absence.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/8983725732223615397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/8983725732223615397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/06/pleasurable-school-absence.html' title='&quot;Pleasurable&quot; School Absence'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7062863615887660320.post-3391592720756881406</id><published>2009-06-04T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:55:33.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='labels?'/><title type='text'>A Fresh New Start</title><content type='html'>Lets just proceed it in a 'typical' way of introduction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name's Muhammad Azri Bin Khushairi,currently a student in SMK Sri Andalas klang, 2009~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate stating certain 'purposes' especially when starting something new, however, the reason goes same with the others,perhaps....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all there is to say...and please DO guide me and correct my wrong, if possible..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7062863615887660320-3391592720756881406?l=azrikhushairi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/feeds/3391592720756881406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/06/fresh-new-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/3391592720756881406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7062863615887660320/posts/default/3391592720756881406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azrikhushairi.blogspot.com/2009/06/fresh-new-start.html' title='A Fresh New Start'/><author><name>Name</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f5kXQlMk77w/SimIxcJgSSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/iMNMUi6pF7o/S220/Hinagiku_Katsura_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
