<?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-11693299</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:39:42.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If U cant beat them..Join ME</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-8428508625754745716</id><published>2009-08-03T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T17:48:04.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna slowly update on whats been up to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M STILL LOOKING FOR A JOB..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all..&lt;br /&gt;take care ya'll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-8428508625754745716?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/8428508625754745716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=8428508625754745716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/8428508625754745716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/8428508625754745716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-gonna-slowly-update-on-whats-been-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-2493014237358940175</id><published>2009-02-01T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:19:04.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WeeeeWooooooooooooaaaarrrgggghhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, nobody told me bout this field camp from monday to thursday. Damn, what a way to start the week. It's gonna be like the worst 4 days of ye life man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss my 33rd monthsary with my baby. I'm really sorry dear..&lt;br /&gt;I'll make it up to you when i book out..&lt;br /&gt;And we'll watch the DVD that we rent ok?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, being with you, EVERYDAY is special..&lt;br /&gt;I love you dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Allah,&lt;br /&gt;Please allow me to go back and shower during the field camp?&lt;br /&gt;I'd really appreciate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till than,&lt;br /&gt;It's time to sweat and stink&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-2493014237358940175?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/2493014237358940175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=2493014237358940175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/2493014237358940175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/2493014237358940175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2009/02/weeeewooooooooooooaaaarrrgggghhhh-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-786401179551109998</id><published>2009-01-30T07:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T08:02:07.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeewooooo&lt;br /&gt;It's a Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been one slack week for me cos i'm on off the whole of chinese new year..&lt;br /&gt;Got time to recharge..&lt;br /&gt;Catch up with a few good peeps..&lt;br /&gt;And Sunday will be Pizza Day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single morning i get a wake up call from my mom to send my sister to school. Thats not the problem see, it's the traffic in the morning! It is so bad that sometimes i have to be more rude than the rude driver to get my way. They just won't give way la! And yesterday, i almost knocked down this fat boy on bicycle. He barely has his eyes open, crossing the road without looking left nor right..&lt;br /&gt;That would've made my life worse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending and awful lot of time rentig DVD's. Rambo, 21, Vantage Poit, Forgetting sarah Marshall..Lots of it..And lots of money too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the financial crisis has made Singaporeans more cranky and angry. The other day i was in the bus, An Indian boy from some secondary school wanted to alight, he was sitting in the inner seat, so he asked this Chinese woman in her mid-30s, Excuse me please? Couldn't have been more polite. She than stared at him and said, CAN SQUEEZE WHAT? CANNOT MEH? than gave him that irritating look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats with the attitude woman?&lt;br /&gt;I mean cant you just shift your legs aside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester United is toppa the table..&lt;br /&gt;No looking back folks..&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no way we are slipping..&lt;br /&gt;Like how i told my fellow liverfool friends..&lt;br /&gt;Liverfool wont last long..&lt;br /&gt;They are not genuine contenders..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira's been having long days in school..&lt;br /&gt;Well, teaching ain't that easy dear..&lt;br /&gt;But i really admire how she's been juggling ther timetable..&lt;br /&gt;Me, school, work, family, alone time, driving..&lt;br /&gt;One heck of a superwoman..&lt;br /&gt;And on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be there for you when you need me dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh Monday morning book in sia!&lt;br /&gt;Don't care already la&lt;br /&gt;Got this new storeman that just joined us..&lt;br /&gt;I might not fight a-tec after all..&lt;br /&gt;cos theres so many logisticians..&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;ORD Lo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-786401179551109998?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/786401179551109998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=786401179551109998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/786401179551109998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/786401179551109998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2009/01/weeewooooo-its-friday-been-one-slack.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-6559738157921049292</id><published>2008-12-21T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:43:55.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess it's like a year plus since i last had an entry here..&lt;br /&gt;My vocabulary has depleated since..&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;That is what the army does to you..&lt;br /&gt;You start using more vulgar words and loads of Singlish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've served almost 19 months in the army now..&lt;br /&gt;It feels like the longest time of my life..&lt;br /&gt;It's like serving time i guess..&lt;br /&gt;The Army though with all the negatives i can come up with, is that I am able to test myself.&lt;br /&gt;My patience especially!&lt;br /&gt;It brought me to different countries like Brunei and Taiwan..&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful places indeed..&lt;br /&gt;Lots of memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I'm really proud of is that me and Mira are still together..&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna be together for 32 months this coming January..&lt;br /&gt;God how time flies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the good and bad side of the different types of people from different backgrounds..&lt;br /&gt;Amazing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all that,&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely gonna treaure Mira and my family plus my buddies more than ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm able to say all these becuse of the love that my baby has shown me =)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all..&lt;br /&gt;Get ready for one heck of the next few entries&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-4949498337022887083</id><published>2007-06-21T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T15:29:48.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, Mira here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qamarul is away serving the nation till God knows when. Tekong is his 2nd home now. If you have any emergencies, just leave him an SMS and he will get back to you shortly (depend on his mood). Cause I know he got plenty of free time till he was bored to death and decided to play pranks on my brother as well as myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I foresee that he won't be updating this blog anytime soon. So this entry acts as a gentle reminder for anyone of you out there who are clueless about his well-being now. In a matter of few days or so, this blog will be on hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't say I never say ok! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap things up, love you baby! I'm such a helpful girlfriend. F you back la ok, so not appreciative. haha. muuuaaahhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-4949498337022887083?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/4949498337022887083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=4949498337022887083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/4949498337022887083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/4949498337022887083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2007/06/hi-mira-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-3191951256521877446</id><published>2007-05-22T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T23:20:18.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you guys ever cycled over at Pulau Ubin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's mind blowing with greenery and cold wind I tell ya..&lt;br /&gt;It's different from cycling at East Coast or Pasir Ris..&lt;br /&gt;There are definitely less people and the trail is endless..&lt;br /&gt;Apparently me and some poly friends decided to go to Pulau Ubin for cycling..&lt;br /&gt;So, here's some pictures of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We feel like tourists!!&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they had a major revamp of the place cos it looks so nice on the outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMEFgp5kNI/AAAAAAAAABE/c1ZB6bVjQ5Q/s1600-h/GetAttachment5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMEFgp5kNI/AAAAAAAAABE/c1ZB6bVjQ5Q/s400/GetAttachment5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067398498433470674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mermaids use to hang out and sing at this very rock in the 1960s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMEdAp5kOI/AAAAAAAAABM/J3h8grYj82U/s1600-h/GetAttachment4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMEdAp5kOI/AAAAAAAAABM/J3h8grYj82U/s400/GetAttachment4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067398902160396514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes!!! Bikes from $2 a day!! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No IC required!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMFRgp5kPI/AAAAAAAAABU/6bdNBbF0V1s/s1600-h/GetAttachment7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMFRgp5kPI/AAAAAAAAABU/6bdNBbF0V1s/s400/GetAttachment7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067399804103528690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of the many wooden houses that sells seafood and rents out bikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMF8Qp5kQI/AAAAAAAAABc/ezyNyeyt6B8/s1600-h/GetAttachment8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMF8Qp5kQI/AAAAAAAAABc/ezyNyeyt6B8/s400/GetAttachment8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067400538542936322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The trail which I think was fucking amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMGXQp5kRI/AAAAAAAAABk/tAIITTaS-DA/s1600-h/GetAttachment9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMGXQp5kRI/AAAAAAAAABk/tAIITTaS-DA/s400/GetAttachment9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067401002399404306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if you've cycled for 6 hours..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will drown a whole bottle in 30 secs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMGywp5kSI/AAAAAAAAABs/XVcC438otBQ/s1600-h/GetAttachment10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMGywp5kSI/AAAAAAAAABs/XVcC438otBQ/s400/GetAttachment10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067401474845806882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The boat ride to Ubin was all smiles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the return trip back ends up with drool all over the area..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMHQwp5kTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/v2WGCo0aFqg/s1600-h/GetAttachment3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMHQwp5kTI/AAAAAAAAAB0/v2WGCo0aFqg/s400/GetAttachment3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067401990241882418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And we all need a lil bit of Milo to kick the Ubin experience..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMH9Qp5kUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/h9VsOlk_t98/s1600-h/GetAttachment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/RlMH9Qp5kUI/AAAAAAAAAB8/h9VsOlk_t98/s400/GetAttachment2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067402754746061122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, the highlight of the whole trip was when Lancaster got a leg cramp..&lt;br /&gt;He was literally in pain but me and Jeff just continues laughing at him.&lt;br /&gt;And we knew it was serious, i mean really serious when he pushed his bike down in which he was leaning on and just fall flat on the ground..&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS FUNNY..&lt;br /&gt;After which, i had to massage his thighs..&lt;br /&gt;It looked gay.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we cycled for about 6..&lt;br /&gt;No..&lt;br /&gt;5 hours&lt;br /&gt;IT was really tiring though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby's is really occupied with her project and all..&lt;br /&gt;I feel her la..&lt;br /&gt;It's like never ending and you feel really stressed out..&lt;br /&gt;Just to let her know that I'll always be here if you even need my help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its this friday!&lt;br /&gt;And I really cant wait..&lt;br /&gt;Love you Baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-3191951256521877446?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/3191951256521877446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=3191951256521877446' title='0 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spidermen 3!!!&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely Fantastic&lt;br /&gt;5/5!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rk4W4Ap5kKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Q7Y0LcJGUhw/s1600-h/374546387_90f39476da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rk4W4Ap5kKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Q7Y0LcJGUhw/s400/374546387_90f39476da.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066011782342611106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rk4WVQp5kJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4zSlnS09XwE/s1600-h/spiderman-3--wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rk4WVQp5kJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/4zSlnS09XwE/s400/spiderman-3--wallpaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066011185342156946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just yesterday, we caught Next!!&lt;br /&gt;Which was fucking good until the end where i thought gave away the good plot and storyline..&lt;br /&gt;for that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got a 3/5!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rk4X7gp5kLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vCYvaeXraI4/s1600-h/212795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 198px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rk4X7gp5kLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/vCYvaeXraI4/s400/212795.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066012941983781042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An boy oh boy was Jessica Biel HOT!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rk4ZfAp5kMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZOxnzcTguG4/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rk4ZfAp5kMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZOxnzcTguG4/s400/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066014651380764866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I thing its aight, not that hot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A weird time to post a blog huh?&lt;br /&gt;Well, i did promise ya'll that i'ma blog at least everyday...at least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i met up with the girlfriend just now at Suntec after her hour lecture in school which ended at 4.&lt;br /&gt;She got me the bubble tea with black crystals and pearl,&lt;br /&gt;Not bad i say, better than some of the other bubble tea that I've tasted,&lt;br /&gt;And we've gotta thank Noreen for telling us bout that place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And babe, you look damn fine and beautiful...as ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around Marina before meeting up with Lancaster for coffee..&lt;br /&gt;And so the 3 of us headed to Starbucks at (cant tell you cos its a secret)&lt;br /&gt;And it WILL remain a secret because in our opinion, it is the best Starbucks in this damned island..&lt;br /&gt;So peaceful and relaxing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We joked around and the next thing we know, we were at subway at marina having our take away dinner at McDonalds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent my babe home and met up with Lancaster again to watch our much awaited Spiderman 3..&lt;br /&gt;The show is extremely cool,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks babe for all the things that we discussed earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and on our 1st year anniversary I wasn't able to give her anything cos most of the cash was spent on my driving and now that I've passed, I can take a breather..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did for her a powerpoint slide that has really nice words, pictures and music..&lt;br /&gt;It's all for you babe..&lt;br /&gt;AND I DID IT MYSELF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next big thing is that my  NS  enlistment date is on the 7th of June 2007..&lt;br /&gt;Its like less than 3 weeks and I'll be in Tekong for 14 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;And now, i cant imagine not being with and for her whenever we need each other..&lt;br /&gt;But I know its just a phase that we eventually have to go through so i'm hoping for the best..&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine me in the botak style?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rk4SYgp5kHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/y6_lZsBQNtM/s1600-h/january-020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rk4SYgp5kHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/y6_lZsBQNtM/s400/january-020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066006843130220658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After Enlistment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rk4TWQp5kII/AAAAAAAAAAc/5eoaZkQs3QU/s1600-h/january-020edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rk4TWQp5kII/AAAAAAAAAAc/5eoaZkQs3QU/s400/january-020edited.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066007903987142786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i look like Dennis Rodman..&lt;br /&gt;Some shit ass piece of crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe, can you handle it?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I cant!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I still have that much time left to spent it all with my lovely baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In this path we call relationship,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There will be ups,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There will be downs,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There will be a time where we're easy to reach,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And at times,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hard to meet,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But babe, I promise you,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That my heart is only for you and only you,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And now the love is in your hands, cos my hearts in it...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love you Mira...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-2280730627751764136?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/2280730627751764136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=2280730627751764136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/2280730627751764136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/2280730627751764136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2007/05/spidermen-3-absolutely-fantastic-55-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rk4W4Ap5kKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Q7Y0LcJGUhw/s72-c/374546387_90f39476da.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-7633370498170923813</id><published>2007-05-17T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T12:31:53.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh how sweet it is to be able to wake up late in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;Brunch-ing more often than breakfast itself..&lt;br /&gt;The lifestyle sucks but it definitely beats the morning rush to get to school or work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Ameer and Lancaster for the Graduation Video held in school..&lt;br /&gt;Damn it was really nice..&lt;br /&gt;I think the interviewers got the lighter side of life in poly from the 3 of us cos HELL...&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE JOKING MOST OF THE TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velda: So where do you guys usually hang out in school?&lt;br /&gt;Me: For me and Ameer, it is usually the SBM Club Room. But for Lancaster, its obvious he's been hanging at the canteen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was funny..&lt;br /&gt;So by the time the whole thing ended, it was close to 8. So me and Lan hopped on the train to Orchard to have our dinner at Anatolian Turkish Restaurant. Since i worked there for about 2 months,  I could ask for MORE MORE MORE portion of my butter rice, chicken and beef..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the best part of the outing was definitely when we walked from Far East Plaza to PS.&lt;br /&gt;That was how we came to a conclusion that in 3 years, Orchard will be the new Geylang..&lt;br /&gt;So many slutty girls man!&lt;br /&gt;Ans they were asking for pizza from us..&lt;br /&gt;I was so tempted to ask her, you want the fit or the fat..&lt;br /&gt;But of course, asking that will mean that you're putting yourself in hot shit..&lt;br /&gt;So that was how my day ended..&lt;br /&gt;Mostly walking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before i called it a night..&lt;br /&gt;My baby was there to talk to me, entertain me and of course i'll annoy her..&lt;br /&gt;we talked straight through till 3.&lt;br /&gt;All the nonsensical stuff came from her of course..&lt;br /&gt;Kidding dear!&lt;br /&gt;Came from me of course!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today,&lt;br /&gt;We're meeting for a movie date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that...&lt;br /&gt;A picture from a recent trip to Sentosa with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rkvacwp5kGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ADUxLIn1kTg/s1600-h/sentosa-005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rkvacwp5kGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ADUxLIn1kTg/s400/sentosa-005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065382393540087906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-7633370498170923813?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/7633370498170923813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=7633370498170923813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/7633370498170923813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/7633370498170923813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-how-sweet-it-is-to-be-able-to-wake.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_1RV5gP5vGhM/Rkvacwp5kGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ADUxLIn1kTg/s72-c/sentosa-005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-2904565249970142113</id><published>2007-05-15T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:20:06.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALRIGHT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially back from my long hiatus..&lt;br /&gt;A few reasons why it took me such a long time to actually get myself active with my blog..&lt;br /&gt;Obviously cos I've got a lot of things going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working for about 2 months at Anatolia restaurant (Yup! The one at Far East Plaza)&lt;br /&gt;I was focusing on my driving license..&lt;br /&gt;Actually it's only this 2 things but hell its been taking up a lot of my time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok!&lt;br /&gt;Filling you guys in on the 101...&lt;br /&gt;I got my driving license already!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;I'm an official driver on the road!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Been driving my baby around..&lt;br /&gt;Here and there..haha&lt;br /&gt;And Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I bet she want me to say this ALOUD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SUCK AT DIRECTIONS!&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS MY STREET DIRECTORY...&lt;br /&gt;EVEN KNOW WHAT LANES TO TAKE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;We've been together for about a year over..&lt;br /&gt;And the love that i share with this special one is still as strong as the first day i laid eyes on her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise i'll spice up my blog with pictures and more pictures..&lt;br /&gt;Once i figure out the picture function..&lt;br /&gt;till than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOYAAA SHAKA&lt;br /&gt;Whatever that means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Deal or no deal is driving my family crazy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-2904565249970142113?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/2904565249970142113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=2904565249970142113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/2904565249970142113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/2904565249970142113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2007/05/alright-im-officially-back-from-my-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-632356665121559677</id><published>2007-03-14T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T13:54:51.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jealousy is about real or imagined fears&lt;br /&gt;Fear of abandonment,&lt;br /&gt;Fear of loss of love,&lt;br /&gt;Fear of being dishonored in the relationship,&lt;br /&gt;Fear of being shamed in the community,&lt;br /&gt;Unresolved issues from past relationships,&lt;br /&gt;Poor self esteem,&lt;br /&gt;Cover or mask for things from the past that you haven't healed yet,&lt;br /&gt;Vindictive or a desire for revenge that is misguided or misdirected toward someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When jealous feelings come up,&lt;br /&gt;it's usually because we're afraid that we won't get our needs of one kind or another met.&lt;br /&gt;It's been our experience that when jealousy comes up, somewhere within us, we are crying out for help....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jealousy in romance is like salt in food.  A little can enhance the savor, but too much can spoil the pleasure and, under certain circumstances, can be life-threatening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-632356665121559677?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/632356665121559677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=632356665121559677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/632356665121559677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/632356665121559677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2007/03/jealousy-is-about-real-or-imagined.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-7830994372807859023</id><published>2007-03-14T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T00:52:03.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And she said She don't know if her life is better anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Seems like its going downhill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i thought it would last forever&lt;br /&gt;Silly me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-7830994372807859023?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-2276057811028552459</id><published>2007-03-06T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:01:27.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling low now cos I don't know what's wrong with the girlfriend..&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel the love that i use to get..&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/11693299-2276057811028552459?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/2276057811028552459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=2276057811028552459' title='0 Comments'/><link 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revision..&lt;br /&gt;I'm a free man now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till than..&lt;br /&gt;Take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-5837788491398477160?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/5837788491398477160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=5837788491398477160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/5837788491398477160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/5837788491398477160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-im-finally-back-after-good-month-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-116974825956743910</id><published>2007-01-26T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T02:04:19.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can someone help me with my tagboard?&lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to reply to the ppl who tagged me..&lt;br /&gt;Crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when its time for me to work on my projects,&lt;br /&gt;I'm here blogging..&lt;br /&gt;I need a break la..&lt;br /&gt;Been going back to the sleep at 3-4am routine..&lt;br /&gt;no thanks to projects and ICA's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to take my time off and say that&lt;br /&gt;INTERNATIONAL BUSINESS IS A STUPID PIECE OF SHIT KIND OF MODULE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like learning chemistry..&lt;br /&gt;You donno whats going on..&lt;br /&gt;You dont see the atoms but you keep on learning about it&lt;br /&gt;You dont see the chemical reactions but you keep on learning about it..&lt;br /&gt;Its the same here..&lt;br /&gt;Internation Business..&lt;br /&gt;It crap..&lt;br /&gt;And the test is even more stupid..&lt;br /&gt;Its sad to see that lecturers make the test difficult..&lt;br /&gt;Setting questions that is not in the lecture notes..&lt;br /&gt;THAN WHAT ARE THE NOTES IN THE LECTURE BOOK FOR DAMNIT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and for those guys who are planning to take their degree in SIM but have not completed their National Service, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO APPLY FOR THE PLACE THERE TILL YOU END YOUR NATIONAL SERVICE =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm going to SIM already..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take up BSc in Banking and Finance&lt;br /&gt;After which fo for Masters in Wealth or Financial Engineering..&lt;br /&gt;See how la..&lt;br /&gt;That is if Allah permits..&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira and me are doing fine by the way..&lt;br /&gt;We've been studying at the Orchard Library for a few times now and planning to go there again tml.&lt;br /&gt;Her exams are on in less than 2 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;all the best sayang..&lt;br /&gt;I know you can do it =)&lt;br /&gt;And before you go for your internship, we WILL go for movies and all ok..&lt;br /&gt;don't forget opur picnic =)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all this while,&lt;br /&gt;my love for you has grown uncontrollably..&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I meet you, lay my eyes on you, hold you, touch ur beautiful skin,&lt;br /&gt;My heart pumped faster by te second..&lt;br /&gt;Its not gay..&lt;br /&gt;It's called love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I miss my PLAYSTATION2 =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so unbelievable..........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116974825956743910?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/116974825956743910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=116974825956743910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/116974825956743910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/116974825956743910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2007/01/can-someone-help-me-with-my-tagboard-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-116878732027912864</id><published>2007-01-14T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T23:08:40.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The last time I slept early, was a good one week ago..&lt;br /&gt;I've had so many projects, tutorials and revision to do..&lt;br /&gt;The moment i open the lecture notes, i cant close it..&lt;br /&gt;cos if i do, i'll feel so dang guilty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i went to VivoCity last friday with her..&lt;br /&gt;Knowing the fact that I've been there only once before,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go there once more and go to every freaking shop that is avialabe in Vivo.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right..&lt;br /&gt;The place is too big and confusing that i lost track of which shop i've been to,&lt;br /&gt;We had our dinner at The chicken Rice shop!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I think the place there serves up good food..&lt;br /&gt;Price wise, ok la..&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked when the girl told me..&lt;br /&gt;$10.30, sir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$10.30?&lt;br /&gt;Thats kinda cheap isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;She gave me that look as if I'm boasting..&lt;br /&gt;No i'm not..&lt;br /&gt;I told her,&lt;br /&gt;"I thought you guys have like 5%gst and 5%service charge..&lt;br /&gt;She said..&lt;br /&gt;Erm,&lt;br /&gt;I kinda forgot but It made me laugh..&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my baby that the bill came up to $39..&lt;br /&gt;Passed her the receipt,&lt;br /&gt;And it took her a good ONE MINTUE to realise i was joking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babe,&lt;br /&gt;You still he same, when i Knew you a year ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Ive known my baby for a year already!&lt;br /&gt;And I loved her eversince..&lt;br /&gt;I still do =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh,&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell me the score for the Singapore Vietnam Game?&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt go over to the National Stadiumm to support them because I was helping out at my cousins's wedding =)&lt;br /&gt;damn tiring sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish them all the best in life..&lt;br /&gt;Dunia dan Akhirat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby I've been around the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I aint seen myself another girl like you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This ring here represents my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But there's just one thing I need from you saying I do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because, I can see us holding hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walking on the beach our toes in the sand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can see us on the country side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sitting in the grass laying side by side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can be my baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gonna make you my lady&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl you amaze me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't gotta do nothin crazy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I want you to do is be my love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i Love you soooooooo much &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116878732027912864?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/116878732027912864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=116878732027912864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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officially, I have 7 weeks left before i graduate with my diploma..&lt;br /&gt;And than, it's off to serve the nation..&lt;br /&gt;It's just a phase where all fit male Singaporeans have to go through..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining yet..&lt;br /&gt;But i'm gonna definitely be spending more time with her before I go in..&lt;br /&gt;Heh its not that bad, It's only 2 freaking years man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BAN BAN BAN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about bans,&lt;br /&gt;I think the Singapore Government should seriously consider banning these activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Playing LOUD music on their phone via the speakers that they have in their phone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you guys have experienced it. You're sitting there quietly minding your own business when someone spoils the peace.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they spoiled the peacefulness by playing their loud music from their phone. It will get so loud that you feel like you want to pull your hair out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it,&lt;br /&gt;chinese, malay, english or tamil music..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ban all of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I think the reason why they play their music aloud is because they want to attract attention. Secondly, they wanna show off their phone. *Look people, my phone has a speaker*&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I think it is very very rude for them to spoil the peacefulness. It's just not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say, "please lower down the volume?"&lt;br /&gt;They say, "Your bus ah?"&lt;br /&gt;You say, "No it's not my bus. And it's not yours either!"&lt;br /&gt;Than before he can continue to argue..&lt;br /&gt;You say " Please, lower down the volume", again..&lt;br /&gt;As if to reemphasize that you mean business..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm sure that telephone giants such as Nokia and Sony Ericsson wont be too happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;But I think technology can only be of convenience till that much. Speakers on a phone is not such a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok ok ok enough complaining...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been falling sick very easily nowadays huh..&lt;br /&gt;I think she's pushing herself too hard with the projects and schoolwork..&lt;br /&gt;And I am proud of her becuase I know how difficult it is to juggle schoolwork with love life..&lt;br /&gt;Babe, we just gotta help each other out here =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i met up with Suban, Muqsit, Kristy and Joyce at NYP's McD on Tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;And everytime Kristy meet me, she always asks whats so nice about Mira..&lt;br /&gt;And i ALWAYS try and avoid answering those questions like that cos i'm a SHY boy..&lt;br /&gt;So, i faked a phone call to my mom, and both were starring at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Qamarul, don try and act, we will wait for your answer"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered and i swear i will not do it again..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what's in for you after ur Diploma Lancaster?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I asked him this evening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he will be selling soya bean drink,&lt;br /&gt;And i'll be selling my curry puff and goreng pisang,&lt;br /&gt;And Ameer will be selling Roti Prata..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116852018140517534?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-116705390047468451</id><published>2006-12-25T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T21:38:20.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been such a long time since i last blogged..&lt;br /&gt;A few reasons why i didnt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I was pretty much drained by tutorials, lectures and projects&lt;br /&gt;2) Looking forward to my Bintan trip which turned out to be super memorable&lt;br /&gt;3) The weather forced me to watch TV and just lie in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update you guys man..&lt;br /&gt;Just that i spent a lot on my new ALDO sandals..&lt;br /&gt;Bought myself a Nike shirt that I've wanted in a while&lt;br /&gt;And I got a new bottle of Adidas perfume..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Bintan with my baby was superb..&lt;br /&gt;I get to wake up in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;With her by my side..&lt;br /&gt;And it made my life wonderful all over again..&lt;br /&gt;The food that we consumed in Bintan was scary..&lt;br /&gt;Tuna sanwich, Burger, Lasagna, Pizza, Nasi goreng, char kway teow and like lots lots more..&lt;br /&gt;It was a really beautiful holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i get to know you better during this holiday..&lt;br /&gt;I've definitely learn to appreciate my baby in more ways than one =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys wanna see pictures of our trip,&lt;br /&gt;go to her blog la huh..&lt;br /&gt;its in my links..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till than..&lt;br /&gt;Adios Amigos&lt;br /&gt;I like potatoes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116705390047468451?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-116507698765848912</id><published>2006-12-02T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T00:29:47.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you could choose the next James Bond,&lt;br /&gt;Who would it be? &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clive Owen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2428/959/320/329568/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brad Pitt?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2428/959/320/997788/brad_pitt_19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jackie Chan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2428/959/320/723325/J.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;George Clooney?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2428/959/320/426374/George.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Qamarul?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2428/959/320/780684/6739942819392l.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I donno bout you guys but I think the guy in the last picture has got all the characteristics to play the role of James Bond..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One week has past and now i'm going into my 4th week of my last semester.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My brother has already got his Diploma by the way. That is because he enrolled in a private diploma course with MDIS. That is fast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My 2nd baby is with Mira now. My playstation2 is with her. Lend it to her brother because he went throgh a mini operation. So he has to stay for a bit. So i thought i could make him feel better by lending it to him for a week or two. Besides the fact that I want to show Mira that I am a caring person =) And in the long term, impress her parents =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Pictures of Bintan people! Went there 3 times already! and hopefuly I can go there for a 4th =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2428/959/320/213629/Mana01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2428/959/320/702568/Mana03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2428/959/320/959632/Mana04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2428/959/320/341907/Mana05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2428/959/320/402868/mana06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bintan Bintan....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116507698765848912?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/116507698765848912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=116507698765848912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/116507698765848912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/116507698765848912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-you-could-choose-next-james-bond.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-116447971465336140</id><published>2006-11-26T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T02:35:16.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got back from ECP with Mira..&lt;br /&gt;And the whole day it rained like theres no tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;When i reached her house, she wasnt at the bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;So much for being punctual..&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;I still love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had another food feast..&lt;br /&gt;we ordered Hokkien mee, bbq chickens, satay lembu and babats and sambal stingray...&lt;br /&gt;It was goooooooood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had to do all this when i was all alone last time..&lt;br /&gt;And now, Mira's setting my world alight with every second that shes with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time when i told her that i loved her,&lt;br /&gt;I told her that I want to be with someone that i can communicate and be myself when i'm around the girl..&lt;br /&gt;Well lads, shes the one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and Happy Feet is ok laaaa&lt;br /&gt;Besides the fact that the penguins are very cute,&lt;br /&gt;The story line was averagele graded at C+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want a AAA movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TENACIOUS D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PICK OF DESTINY&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2428/959/320/664200/210939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That is a AAA movie lads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I cant wait for the Christmas sale!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116447971465336140?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-116398788529096150</id><published>2006-11-20T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T00:14:18.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whats the difference between a guy's blog and a girl's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start by saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassup wassup yo yo yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;shut up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea's travelling to Old Trafford next Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Which means that if Man Utd beat Chelsea,&lt;br /&gt;We will leave the Chelski Fans smelling our backsides by six points..&lt;br /&gt;If we win that is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the answer to that?&lt;br /&gt;1) Is that Rooney must be in top form (he already is)&lt;br /&gt;2) The midfield must move a lot and close down early threats from Lampsy&lt;br /&gt;3) Carrick must close down Droggy and Sheva before they make penatrating runs&lt;br /&gt;4) Vidic, Ferdinand, Neville and Evra must win the aerial threats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all these 4 are met..&lt;br /&gt;3 Points for the devils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;I have not been lat for class for the whole of last week,&lt;br /&gt;Did all my tutorials,&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;I watched Justin Timberlake's video (my love)&lt;br /&gt;like a million times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK OK ...&lt;br /&gt;I want my GPA to be 3.5 this sem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went for breakfast at Marina..&lt;br /&gt;We PROMISED to meet at 930..&lt;br /&gt;But i gave a 10am dateline for her..&lt;br /&gt;She was early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cheated btw..&lt;br /&gt;Cos she got her dad to send her!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;And in the car,&lt;br /&gt;she keep on smsing me as if she is the one who is always waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes people, my girlfriend is a master procrastinator!&lt;br /&gt;muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought that i'd be early..&lt;br /&gt;no, i was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;and he sat there at the stairs looking at me as if i shot someone..&lt;br /&gt;pure evil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for breakfast, bit shopping and finally cooled down at the esplanade library,&lt;br /&gt;There's no more tables at the library!&lt;br /&gt;damn,&lt;br /&gt;Now i cant put my feet on the edge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your body against mine,&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;It was sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on my way home when she sms-ed me and wanted me to come to her house,&lt;br /&gt;to do what?&lt;br /&gt;VACUUM HER FLOOR&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only than, will we be equal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised her that i will help her vacuum the flor..&lt;br /&gt;but not on a sunday&lt;br /&gt;next month maybe&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok!&lt;br /&gt;done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're watching Happy Feet on friday!&lt;br /&gt;cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's you over and over again..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;over and over and over and over and over..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Love You =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116398788529096150?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/116398788529096150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=116398788529096150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/116398788529096150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-116290932172610744</id><published>2006-11-07T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:22:01.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IPP WILL BE OVER IN 3 DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of waking up early and meet old people..&lt;br /&gt;Sick of seeing grumpy old factory workers taking the bus with me..&lt;br /&gt;Sick of not getting to meet my homies..&lt;br /&gt;Sick of not being able to meet my baby for lunch and dinners...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK,&lt;br /&gt;Lets make this straight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LEARNT NOTHING IN MY 11 WEEKS AT THIS COMPANY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SARCASTIC TONE*&lt;br /&gt;Wow...&lt;br /&gt;Being a company for 11 weeks opens my eyes to the working world..&lt;br /&gt;WOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no ok no no no no no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARE YOU SHITTIN ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I do is filing and nothing else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, i cheated your dumb ass million dollar company,&lt;br /&gt;I'm smarter than you think ****** (my company)&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats in it for me since the last time i blogged?&lt;br /&gt;I have soooo many stories to tell...&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately time is money,&lt;br /&gt;And money?&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling it baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i had an offer to host a show at Sentosa thats paying big buckeroos..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still considering cos i had another guy who's offering me more..&lt;br /&gt;The people like me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh,&lt;br /&gt;My soccer skills are not gone yet FYI..&lt;br /&gt;The guys in NP are still baffled at how i fooled that guy and later, scored a sumptious goal.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stop going jalan raya cos all i do is eat..&lt;br /&gt;And i've to lose at least 10kgs before my nafa test&lt;br /&gt;damnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing,&lt;br /&gt;Mira,&lt;br /&gt;You make the mountain look small,&lt;br /&gt;The sea look like a pond,&lt;br /&gt;The problems as challenges,&lt;br /&gt;And with you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;Anything and everything is possible..&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;HAppy 6th&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116290932172610744?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-116246992418688847</id><published>2006-11-02T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:18:44.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one With the cute smile....</title><content type='html'>This saturday morning...&lt;br /&gt;I'll wear my boots and start playing soccer again..&lt;br /&gt;That after a long delay in my big return..&lt;br /&gt;I didnt expect my comeback to be this early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a few people i want to thank..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend..&lt;br /&gt;Who never gave up supporting and encouraging me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team-mates..&lt;br /&gt;Who never found another player like m..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly,&lt;br /&gt;To Wayne Rooney..&lt;br /&gt;For giving me the inspiration to play soccer again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..&lt;br /&gt;thats super drama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell me where i can find..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAWN OF THE DEAD?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s: Someone told me i have a cute smile (she is a 67 years old auntie who cleans the toilet) she peeped into my cubicle when i wan peeing. Dont ask me why i was smiling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116246992418688847?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/116246992418688847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=116246992418688847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/116246992418688847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/116246992418688847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-with-cute-smile.html' title='The one With the cute smile....'/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-116218278510765539</id><published>2006-10-30T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T12:33:05.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Close to a week and the 1st day of Hari Raya has past...&lt;br /&gt;I've longed for that day when we can eat all day long..&lt;br /&gt;But sad to see the Ramadhan month leave us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to get like $300-$400 for hari raya man...&lt;br /&gt;Now its like a meagre $150&lt;br /&gt;I was damn sad..&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost 3 kilos and gained 6kilos back..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about my cousins that is so funny..&lt;br /&gt;Most of us, i mean them, are so kental.&lt;br /&gt;Take my cousin, Adil for example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shitted at e toilet at my place on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;But didnt lock the door&lt;br /&gt;So i opened it so wide, you can fit the statue of liberty throught it,&lt;br /&gt;and he was still shitting..&lt;br /&gt;Screaming at the top of his lungs for me to close the door..&lt;br /&gt;I ignored and left the kitchen..&lt;br /&gt;Mind you, there were dozens of people at my living room..&lt;br /&gt;Any one of them could have the urge to pee at tht point of time.&lt;br /&gt;But luckily for him, no one went to the toilet..&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in the living room,&lt;br /&gt;He came up to me and said...&lt;br /&gt;"I'll remember it for the rest of my life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was suppose to scare me by the way..&lt;br /&gt;But it didnt&lt;br /&gt;It sounded so funny i nearly cried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;It's all in the blood i guess.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira's down with a running nose, cough and body aches...&lt;br /&gt;Wish i could nurse her..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe wear a nurse uniform for her..&lt;br /&gt;hahhah&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;gross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm suppose to be at work today but i couldnt wake up cos of the terrible headache tht has been bugging me since yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every house that I visited,&lt;br /&gt;I will quickly find a spot where i can close my eyes and rest..&lt;br /&gt;But, to no avail,&lt;br /&gt;the headache still remains..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days to our 6months together..&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;6 months..&lt;br /&gt;Johanna owes me $20&lt;br /&gt;She said i couldnt last for 3.&lt;br /&gt;Well johanna..&lt;br /&gt;ITS BEEN 6 MAN...&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gf has this friend who's been together with her bf for close to 5 years..&lt;br /&gt;5 god damnit&lt;br /&gt;*salutes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayang,&lt;br /&gt;Super understanding,&lt;br /&gt;Funny,&lt;br /&gt;Cute,&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Sexy,&lt;br /&gt;smart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad i'm living my life with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every man has their own fear..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a lot of fears..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rats..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lizards..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Height..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the greatest fear that i have..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is the thought of waking up without you in my life..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you nur amira&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116218278510765539?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/116218278510765539/comments/default' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lets just pretend you never saw the last entry ok?&lt;br /&gt;Cos i think its too cool you cant handle!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really loving the time spent with my baby!&lt;br /&gt;She can be very emotionally unstable at times..&lt;br /&gt;And thats where the freaky part is!&lt;br /&gt;She can go cold and than seek for attention from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless,&lt;br /&gt;She's still me baby, and i still love her a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet to watch hell lot of movies with her..&lt;br /&gt;And yeah i promise you i'll get the vcd/dvd that you oh so dearly wanna watch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW,&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys watche Nacho Libre?&lt;br /&gt;It is superbly funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies And Gentlement,&lt;br /&gt;Sir Nacho Libre &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/nacho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FYI, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we just changed our family car to a Toyota Wish&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I itest drive the other day at the car park and it was superb..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I gtg get ready to meet Mira later..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The whole day is just for you dear..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wont ask for anything in return *evil smile*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116114304627583497?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/116114304627583497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=116114304627583497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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later on with my kental friends and cousin,&lt;br /&gt;Was totally homurous,&lt;br /&gt;And not to say,&lt;br /&gt;Ultra Kental...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We created a gang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang Abang Handsome&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116070714117523426?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/116070714117523426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=116070714117523426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/116070714117523426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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break fast on friday..&lt;br /&gt;And she is beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to toys r us to check out her brothers present..&lt;br /&gt;but didnt buy cos we were to indecisive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and i went over to her house till like 2am man...&lt;br /&gt;wooohoooo&lt;br /&gt;nooo..&lt;br /&gt;i was in the living room with mira and her dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I am about to meet her dad or mom,&lt;br /&gt;I will feel so scared, that my heartbeat like tht drummer from Greenday..&lt;br /&gt;So fast..&lt;br /&gt;And she will keep on convincing me tht everything will be ok..&lt;br /&gt;Everything is all under control..&lt;br /&gt;You know la huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in the long run, i wouldnt mind having these feeling of being scared..&lt;br /&gt;Because, it makes you want to think before you talk,&lt;br /&gt;It shows that you are polite to the elders..&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me look humble..&lt;br /&gt;But, nevertheless, Mira's parents are really nice to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend is really beautiful i tell you..&lt;br /&gt;Even without the make up..&lt;br /&gt;She still looks like an angel..&lt;br /&gt;A hot one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;And she fucking hot as hell...&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next semester will be my last in NYP..&lt;br /&gt;After which, i will be going for my nationl service..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my first day in nyp,&lt;br /&gt;I missed secondary school real bad..&lt;br /&gt;And on my First day of NS,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss NYP even more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did you know..&lt;br /&gt;I was a popular figure in NYP School of business management..&lt;br /&gt;Say my name bitch...&lt;br /&gt;Say my nameeeee *spanks himself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is life..&lt;br /&gt;You crossed your path with someone or a place..&lt;br /&gt;And you have to try to give a lasting impression..&lt;br /&gt;Make full use of the opportunities that it has offered you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullilah,&lt;br /&gt;I've cleared my&lt;br /&gt;1)Kindergarden with my name on the walls of the hall of fame&lt;br /&gt;2)Primary School with my name on the trophy cabinet. It was me that led the whole team to rebel against the school's fucked up rule and play in the tournament. We won the tournament eventually.&lt;br /&gt;3)Secondary School. Top malay student for N level. O levels, I passed every subject that could grant me a place in any course that i desire. I left my juniors a picture of Qamarul, the best soccer player the school has ever produced. Unfortunate not to win any tournaments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah&lt;br /&gt;I will clear all my modules in NYP. Get my diploma. Go NS. Get a degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't stop there..&lt;br /&gt;Not for me..&lt;br /&gt;And you definitely should not too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are young and capable..&lt;br /&gt;There are millions of goals that could be achieved..&lt;br /&gt;It's wheather you want it or you don't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for sure will definitely make sure that myself and Mira will not fall short of a degree..&lt;br /&gt;But these are all plans..&lt;br /&gt;Allah yang menentukan, But insyallah, he will grant our prayers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;i still hve another semester don't i?&lt;br /&gt;*devilish smile*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116039787938735018?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/116039787938735018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=116039787938735018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/116039787938735018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/116039787938735018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/10/have-you-guys-watched-stay-alive-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-116005991712845900</id><published>2006-10-05T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:51:57.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt so bored..&lt;br /&gt;As the time passes by soooo slow, you can count to ten in One Sec?&lt;br /&gt;That is how bored I get in my attachment company..&lt;br /&gt;Theres like nothing to do, but the supervisors expect you to do something..&lt;br /&gt;Right..&lt;br /&gt;Like that will happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i came out with a few indoor office games..&lt;br /&gt;Andyes, you can play it right there on your office desk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GAME 1 - FINGER GOLF&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/untitled.0.jpg" width="396" border="0" /&gt;The rules of he games are really easy...&lt;br /&gt;You just have to hit the crushed paper ball into the hole..&lt;br /&gt;Count the number of strokes that it took you..&lt;br /&gt;If you want it to be more challenging,&lt;br /&gt;You can always ad more obstacles..&lt;br /&gt;Like a pencil, Stapler or even a hole puncher..&lt;br /&gt;Man, that is really tough..&lt;br /&gt;I gurantee you that it will make ur time pass by faster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on office games,&lt;br /&gt;Please vist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stupidofficegames.com"&gt;http://www.stupidofficegames.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(site does not exist)&lt;br /&gt;(please don be stupid and click on it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GAME 2 - THE ULTIMATE CALCULATOR CHALLENGE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What you need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 calculator&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 finger or 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your supervisor not around you to witness this idocacy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/2783274099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is one of the most challenging games..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It requires physical and mental strength..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Firstlry, you have to press -2, than press +1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're set to rock and roll..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now time urself until you hit 100 in the screen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AM I BORED or what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 5th to this beautiful thing called love..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you dear..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-116005991712845900?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/116005991712845900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=116005991712845900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/116005991712845900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/116005991712845900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/10/have-you-ever-felt-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115963923358489388</id><published>2006-10-01T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T02:00:33.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Often, many people ask me why am I so afraid of being in a relationship..&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Its great being in one, it also have its bad side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when i was a player,&lt;br /&gt;I have never cheated on a girl..&lt;br /&gt;The thought of it has never crossed my mind..&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would be possible..&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would be possible..&lt;br /&gt;Until i met 3 girls,&lt;br /&gt;one after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all 3 cheated on me..&lt;br /&gt;yup,&lt;br /&gt;you heard me right..&lt;br /&gt;ALL fucking 3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretching from Sec 4 to 1st year poly...&lt;br /&gt;So why am i still afraid?&lt;br /&gt;Go figure..&lt;br /&gt;Its only natural..&lt;br /&gt;I got super trumatised by it..&lt;br /&gt;I donno what was wrong with me..&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to blame the girl..&lt;br /&gt;I always thought it was me..&lt;br /&gt;Something's wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Something's not right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do you all know how it feels when you see your loved one in the arms of another guy?&lt;br /&gt;I bet you wont really feel it if it happens to you once..&lt;br /&gt;But after 3 times,&lt;br /&gt;You can really feel it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw both my ex-gf's holding hands and kissing the other guy..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i saw..&lt;br /&gt;I was sad, angry, disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;I went up to her and said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..Your cousin?&lt;br /&gt;Wait..He's your brother..&lt;br /&gt;*blank look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd just walk away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all a learning experience..&lt;br /&gt;You pick up the good ones..&lt;br /&gt;You filter the bad ones..&lt;br /&gt;You bring it on to your next relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was why, when you asked..&lt;br /&gt;Why did i go into a relationship with this girl named Mira,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You realised I had no doubts about her..&lt;br /&gt;You realised I have no trouble trusting her..&lt;br /&gt;You realised I understand her more than i understand you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that many guys oogle at my gf?&lt;br /&gt;And how I'd say,&lt;br /&gt;Of course. You're the most beautiful girl, why shouldnt they?&lt;br /&gt;We take it as a light hearted joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, why i was mad when guys oogled at you last time?&lt;br /&gt;It was how you told me..&lt;br /&gt;How your tone went..&lt;br /&gt;And how stargazed you were..&lt;br /&gt;Hint,&lt;br /&gt;You're a flirticious bitch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not wrong..&lt;br /&gt;You need to have a lil bit of flirting to keep it fresh..&lt;br /&gt;But yours was different..&lt;br /&gt;So please..&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone..&lt;br /&gt;I was totally over you..&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw you with that Mad Cap Local rapper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlement..&lt;br /&gt;That explains why i have a lil' problem with local hip-hoppers&lt;br /&gt;They're good friends, but pretty bad in relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You steal..&lt;br /&gt;You backstabbed..&lt;br /&gt;You cheat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you read this well..&lt;br /&gt;Get it in ur hollow head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mira have got this special thing going on..&lt;br /&gt;And even that, i dare not let my walls down entirely..&lt;br /&gt;But what i share with her is unconditional love for each other..&lt;br /&gt;good conversations, great understanding and  a strong bond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see,&lt;br /&gt;you have sorta distorted my belief in trust..&lt;br /&gt;not tilll i met Mira..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes..&lt;br /&gt;I pray that i don get cheated on..duh&lt;br /&gt;And for her to tell me that she has no feelings for me rather than cheating behind my back is way better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira, that explains why i get a lil' paranoid at times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please..&lt;br /&gt;I beg you..&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing you can do to convince me you've changed..&lt;br /&gt;Lose my URL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes..&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember what you told me that night 4 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said all females lie to their partners..&lt;br /&gt;You said how could it ever be just us two..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115963923358489388?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115963923358489388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115963923358489388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115963923358489388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115963923358489388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/10/often-many-people-ask-me-why-am-i-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115955013820134769</id><published>2006-09-30T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T01:15:38.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Erm...&lt;br /&gt;I think I screwed a few things up..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day my relatives came over to my house to break our fast together..&lt;br /&gt;And my cousin, Adil. My goodness, he is like a tub of ice cream..&lt;br /&gt;He is super kental, super fat, super chubby and he is just clumsy as hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of my past though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, today's entry is nt about me..&lt;br /&gt;Its about Adil..&lt;br /&gt;This space is for you my fat young cousin&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/DSC00715.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/DSC00715.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;ADIL&lt;br /&gt;Age 9-11&lt;br /&gt;(not sure)&lt;br /&gt;What a cousin huh?&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;shut up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His tummy is super bloated..&lt;br /&gt;Even if he didnt eat for a year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Gf watched john tucker must die yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Was a good start.&lt;br /&gt;Middle part was alright..&lt;br /&gt;Ending was stupid..&lt;br /&gt;Really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like watching Home Alone..&lt;br /&gt;Only the girls are hot..&lt;br /&gt;Tried to destroy John Tucker?&lt;br /&gt;YOU MAD OR WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;He is a cult hero girls...&lt;br /&gt;CULT HERO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now thats a male with ultra high confidence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shows like Hitch is a classic..&lt;br /&gt;And more guys should watch that kinda show..&lt;br /&gt;It help brushes your skills up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fasting is really tiring to the max,&lt;br /&gt;Super tired man!&lt;br /&gt;I think its the IPP la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're beautiful always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115955013820134769?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115907651567003111</id><published>2006-09-24T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T13:41:55.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Itll be exactly a month and two days before my girldfriend's birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone help me with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hasnt given an inch of a clue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guys make pretty bad decisions when birthdays are involved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPPPP MEEEEE..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Berpuasa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115907651567003111?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115907650039605417</id><published>2006-09-24T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T13:41:40.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Itll be exactly a month and two days before my girldfriend's birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone help me with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hasnt given an inch of a clue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guys make pretty bad decisions when birthdays are involved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELPPPP MEEEEE..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115907650039605417?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115901207656620567</id><published>2006-09-23T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T19:47:56.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can i ever resist you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What, with that hot smile and beautiful face?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115901207656620567?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115888796610505498</id><published>2006-09-22T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T09:19:26.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talents are difficult to find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am i doing early in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Wake up just to check if shes feeling aight..&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;So not me..&lt;br /&gt;Its damn bloody true!&lt;br /&gt;Relationships do change people..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a singing person, nor a rapping person...&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a breakdancer also..&lt;br /&gt;But in the club, different story..&lt;br /&gt;That was a long time ago though..&lt;br /&gt;Now the only time i dance is when i show off my slick moves to my girlfriend..&lt;br /&gt;You know? Slick moves like the dance floor advert?&lt;br /&gt;That little guy in the bottom corner with the retro dance move..&lt;br /&gt;That also, i fail to impress her..&lt;br /&gt;so you can imagine that i'm not singing or dancing(synchronized dancing) inclined..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT......&lt;br /&gt;You have to start somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'll try and create my own song/rap whatever you wanna call it la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thinks hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wind sounds*&lt;br /&gt;*drums kick in*&lt;br /&gt;*beat to the beat of 50 cent disco inferno?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i cant believe i'm doing this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after 15 mins)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just not musically inclined....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115888796610505498?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115888796610505498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115888796610505498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115888796610505498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115888796610505498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/09/talents-are-difficult-to-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115875554091961641</id><published>2006-09-20T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:39:36.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I donno if its me or the horror movies that i've watched so far..&lt;br /&gt;It is soo bloody crappy!&lt;br /&gt;Scared yeah, i mean not really la..&lt;br /&gt;Storyline?&lt;br /&gt;I am clueless too on it..&lt;br /&gt;They all have the same pattern..&lt;br /&gt;Great start, POOR ENDING!&lt;br /&gt;Whn i mean poor, i really mean poor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch The pulse yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHhhh..No wonder there's no advertisements for this fucked up movie!&lt;br /&gt;The directors and producers live on sucking poor movie pickers like me and 35 others in the cinema!&lt;br /&gt;hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a similar ending to the Dawn of the Dead!&lt;br /&gt;In the end, they all ive by the moment, running away from the "electronic ghosts"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;now that i think of it..&lt;br /&gt;ITS FUCKING STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;NO BRAINERS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same goes to the omen, the so called 06.06.06..&lt;br /&gt;Damn scary i tell you *sarcastic tone*&lt;br /&gt;brrrbrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only horror that has put me at the edge of my seat,&lt;br /&gt;is the one and only,&lt;br /&gt;DAWN OF THE DEAD...&lt;br /&gt;Yes it has a poor story line..&lt;br /&gt;But the director added blood, zombies, gory killings and more blood in it to compensate the poor story line..&lt;br /&gt;Well, blood and gory killings are enough to make any guy happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House of wax (2005)..&lt;br /&gt;Gory scenes, average story line..&lt;br /&gt;The only part where the people cheered was when Paris Hilton was killed by the killer who threw a spear of some sort which darted a forehead..&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE CHEERED..&lt;br /&gt;LITERALLY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty bimbos deserved to be killed that way!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;like a (former) don juan will say,&lt;br /&gt;It's not the movie that you watch.&lt;br /&gt;Its the person that you watch with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way home from work..&lt;br /&gt;guess what i saw?&lt;br /&gt;Another screwed singaporean who has no clue of what he's discussing with his oh so dumb(idiotic) friend..&lt;br /&gt;He has the poorest pronounciation, vocabulary, grammar you will ever hear..&lt;br /&gt;What he did later makes me wanna laugh soo loud..&lt;br /&gt;He (tries) to speak with an American Accent..&lt;br /&gt;My goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a load of that lads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to immitate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I collect ma books at Jurong point. Very the far you know. I was late. kuz the train is slow. so i pray hard so that the building wont be close. Just nice. I reach there to the take the book. After that take 180 to Lot 1 and i werk at 6pm. I reach early so i call this girl. I also forgot her name. Long time since i meet her....bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;i know i know..&lt;br /&gt;I'm mean-er..&lt;br /&gt;But common..&lt;br /&gt;You guys know There's this malay dude who made him self look like a fool on national tv by saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go singapore idol and represent in the olympic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokaaay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok laaaa..&lt;br /&gt;No more of scolding ppl..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend is materialistic..&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin also want the high end kind..&lt;br /&gt;Hmph..&lt;br /&gt;And she also has a habit of beating my chest and punching me when i disturb her..&lt;br /&gt;But she's like the cutest piece of crap in this whole world laaa..&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lil sum'something for you guys with so much time to read my blog..&lt;br /&gt;I going run now to sing in Singapore idol in next year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who's that bling bling for?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115875554091961641?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115875554091961641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115875554091961641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115875554091961641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115875554091961641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-donno-if-its-me-or-horror-movies.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115858147307378984</id><published>2006-09-18T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T20:11:13.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently, a close friend had a huge problem..&lt;br /&gt;Regarding guys..&lt;br /&gt;My friend is not a girl..&lt;br /&gt;He is a guy..&lt;br /&gt;And he has problem with guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He harrassed me in my art class when i was in sec 1..&lt;br /&gt;When i was all innocent and pure..&lt;br /&gt;He took advantage of me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*recalls hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in art class..&lt;br /&gt;Our art teacher gave us an assignment where we have to draw a potrait of our partner..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was his partner..&lt;br /&gt;Art Partner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He volunteered to draw me first..&lt;br /&gt;You can see the fire in his eyes,&lt;br /&gt;The passion,&lt;br /&gt;The desire to draw me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he drew my face,&lt;br /&gt;He told me he would like to do something more,&lt;br /&gt;He told me to show my shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was innocent GOD DAMMIT..&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea what exposed shoulders can do to a gay boy..&lt;br /&gt;Than,&lt;br /&gt;he inevitable hapenned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*He whispers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can imagine you naked now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he kept on whispering in my ears..&lt;br /&gt;It was sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i can give a good laught about it..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i tell Mira the story, she will laugh like a hyenna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hosted the SBM Orientation 2006,&lt;br /&gt;I created a thing called the SBM Wave..&lt;br /&gt;It is a version of the Kallang wave&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah..It was damn fun la!&lt;br /&gt;And i got my recognition as the best interactive Emcee from Mr sesh, The sbm director!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on it..&lt;br /&gt;I'm still learning how to be a better emcee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would like to thank Haresh!&lt;br /&gt;My brother who is in India now!&lt;br /&gt;He helped me, vice versa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to drive, really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We were meant to live for so much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115858147307378984?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115858147307378984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115858147307378984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115858147307378984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115858147307378984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/09/recently-close-friend-had-huge-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115833004398290279</id><published>2006-09-15T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T22:20:44.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Selamat Hari Raya&lt;br /&gt;Hari suci mulia&lt;br /&gt;Kepada muslimin muslimat&lt;br /&gt;Semoga bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Maaf lahir dan batin&lt;br /&gt;Halal makan dan minum&lt;br /&gt;Kepada teman dan saudara&lt;br /&gt;Semoga panjang umur&lt;br /&gt;Selamat berhari raya&lt;br /&gt;Hari suci mulia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not Hari Raya yet?&lt;br /&gt;OOHHHHHHH YEAH YES YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to tell you guys that muslims have to fast a month before they celebrate this great day...&lt;br /&gt;A day where the kids get their green packets..&lt;br /&gt;And Older kids like me look on in envy..&lt;br /&gt;I use to get like 700++ in one Hari Raya ok..&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind la..&lt;br /&gt;Economic Loss&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;I officially declare that bus number 7 going towards Bedok..&lt;br /&gt;Is the freakies and scariest bus in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;The people in there are weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INCIDENT 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a CRAZY indian man wanted to fight me just because Mira was hugging me while standing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he pushed my arm for goodness sakes..&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to really punch him..&lt;br /&gt;It was just absurd la..&lt;br /&gt;Crazy son of a biyatch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there are a lot more incidents whereby it involves perverts or downright fucking irritating..&lt;br /&gt;So You think there is a curse on this bus?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company is screwed..&lt;br /&gt;For one reason, there is no place where i can get halal food within the radius of 10 km..&lt;br /&gt;For two reasons, I donno what the hell i've been doing..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but filing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come to think of it, i get well along with all the staf there and they say that i'm a fast learner and worker *ahem ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My supervisors name is Mr Chockalingam...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;Stylo Milo huh&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet Mira last saturday for a food feast at East Coast..&lt;br /&gt;We ordered Satay Babats, Nasi Goreng Kampung, BBQ Wings, Sambal Stingray!&lt;br /&gt;Power to the max...&lt;br /&gt;But most of the food is eaten by her la...&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful pig...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch the Barnyard with her on Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;Very funny show..&lt;br /&gt;A must watch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;I know Suria is a malay channel..&lt;br /&gt;You guys know right?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;And Malays tend to be conservative when it comes to showing the shows on its channel..&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen a kissing scene on Suria for as long as i live..&lt;br /&gt;17 years..ok laaa&lt;br /&gt;21 years..&lt;br /&gt;Not once..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW?&lt;br /&gt;They're showing this gay show on primetime slot..&lt;br /&gt;Is is suppose to be education?&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;I doubt...&lt;br /&gt;Mira and her mom dosen't want her bro to watch the show..&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why..&lt;br /&gt;BABE, he's too young to be confused..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill peeps..&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing against the gays..&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder why they have to show..&lt;br /&gt;Might as well show a drama like 'Bold and Beautiful'..&lt;br /&gt;Where there are loads of kissing...&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, there's..&lt;br /&gt;Gaby, Hanya kau cinta ku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooo i dont watch that show..&lt;br /&gt;My grandma does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester United Are Leaders Now..&lt;br /&gt;Screw Chelsea, Arsenal and Liverfools..&lt;br /&gt;We welcome you to The Theatre of Dreams this sunday..&lt;br /&gt;So be prepared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got my haircut just now!&lt;br /&gt;Made an appointment with my stylist jus tnow, last min also he take me in..&lt;br /&gt;Regular customer la katekan!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;I said short,&lt;br /&gt;He gave me army short..&lt;br /&gt;and said its the new short..&lt;br /&gt;right..&lt;br /&gt;i don like it!&lt;br /&gt;ok laaa...&lt;br /&gt;maybe just have to get use to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know,&lt;br /&gt;time passses by so quickly when you are enjoying the ride..&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship will soon turn 5..months!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I still remember that night where she accepted me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the beautiful night of 04/05/06,  Thursday, 1030 pm..&lt;br /&gt;I walked her home after watching The wild..&lt;br /&gt;She still thinks its the Wild Thing (makes it sound like some porn show)&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to tell me under her void deckafter i Hugged her goodnight..&lt;br /&gt;And she wanna sort of give me a suprise la..hahahah&lt;br /&gt;But when we were giving each other that good night hug..&lt;br /&gt;her dad saw us..&lt;br /&gt;and she was down right freaked out by it!&lt;br /&gt;I mean me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making the long story short,&lt;br /&gt;Still, love conquers all laaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come my lady...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115833004398290279?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115773015323469573</id><published>2006-09-08T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:42:33.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Guess whose back...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qamarul's back..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell your friends..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*to be sung to the tune of this eminem song i cant recall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its time I can start typing my entries with a peaceful mind..&lt;br /&gt;Reason why I had to go away awhile is because of a few reasons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Exams&lt;br /&gt;2) Exams&lt;br /&gt;3) Exams&lt;br /&gt;4) EXAMS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a killer laaa..&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask..&lt;br /&gt;I got a faint feeling i'm going to have to do a supp paper for Investments..&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was, I mean WE planned to go to KL during my quick weekend break before i start my attachment.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, her mom didnt allow..&lt;br /&gt;So we had to settle for, I think we went to watch a movie ah..&lt;br /&gt;Cant recall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the company that I am attached to is sooooooo screwed that i donno where to start..&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;My company is located in Jurong,&lt;br /&gt;No my fellow friends, its not near Jurong East or near Jurong Point,&lt;br /&gt;Its just beside Jurong Island..&lt;br /&gt;HELLO SUBAN!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Its called Keppel Seaghers or Keppel Integrated Engineering,&lt;br /&gt;No my friends, I am not doing engineering work,&lt;br /&gt;When are you guys ever gonna get it right?&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing accounting work there..&lt;br /&gt;YES..&lt;br /&gt;accounting..&lt;br /&gt;The most dreadful subject in Poly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in accounting have no life,&lt;br /&gt;They are stuck to the desk from 0815 to 6..&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i forgot to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;I START WORK AT 0815....&lt;br /&gt;TEP also haven start man..&lt;br /&gt;wat the fuck..&lt;br /&gt;They have their lunch on their work desks man!&lt;br /&gt;Need i say more..&lt;br /&gt;No interaction with the outside world..&lt;br /&gt;Its just you and the numbers..&lt;br /&gt;Tally this, Tally that..&lt;br /&gt;Match this, Match that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don let me start on the jokes,&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE WORSE THAN THE LAMEST JOKERS YOU WILL EVER MEET..&lt;br /&gt;I donno where to start,&lt;br /&gt;I donno if I should laugh or n0t...&lt;br /&gt;ok laaa&lt;br /&gt;laugh la&lt;br /&gt;laugh la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be stuck to this company for the next 9 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;Might as well make good use of this time to get some experience working as..&lt;br /&gt;THE SHITHEAD who did all the work that no one else wanna do..&lt;br /&gt;Its an eye-opener really,&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wanna work real hard and smart so that i don have to do all this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more happier note,&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mira celebrated our fourth month together on monday,&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch a movie at Lido..&lt;br /&gt;Devil wears prada..&lt;br /&gt;I like prada's line of men's items..&lt;br /&gt;that is when my girlfriend told me that men who wear Prada are gay..&lt;br /&gt;Is that true?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira is the only person that knows how to make me smile at the same time cry..&lt;br /&gt;Smile at her funny antiques..&lt;br /&gt;Cry at the slowness of her..&lt;br /&gt;But shes still like the best la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going through a lot,&lt;br /&gt;Finally i found this incredible girls,&lt;br /&gt;That loves and cares for me,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you sweetie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOoooooooooooooo....&lt;br /&gt;We're going to east coast to have our food feast..&lt;br /&gt;Usually,&lt;br /&gt;we'll order food like,&lt;br /&gt;1) Kway teow goreng&lt;br /&gt;2) Nasi goreng kampung&lt;br /&gt;3) stingray&lt;br /&gt;4) Satay&lt;br /&gt;5) desert&lt;br /&gt;6) sugarcane drinks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually she'll be the one that finishes up the food...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Idol!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;oh my god...&lt;br /&gt;Did you guys see the last video involving the "Top 4" ?&lt;br /&gt;my my...&lt;br /&gt;top 4 ehhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was horrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, i'm not tht talented in singing...&lt;br /&gt;Don get me wrong,&lt;br /&gt;There are obviously better singers than Jasmine, Joakim, Jon and Paul&lt;br /&gt;Just because they look good?&lt;br /&gt;WAT THE FUCK MAN...&lt;br /&gt;i've never hated a show sooo much..&lt;br /&gt;the last time i hated a show a show this much is when Teletubbies was on air..&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;same standard..&lt;br /&gt;very immature performance...&lt;br /&gt;very very very..&lt;br /&gt;well we all know who the singapore idol will be..&lt;br /&gt;it's hady....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;project superstar is up next..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;soon,&lt;br /&gt;every singaporean will be an idol..&lt;br /&gt;*knock knock*&lt;br /&gt;theres only like 4 million plus of us in this small island..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taufik is the icon for 7-11...&lt;br /&gt;The next singapore idol will be the spokesperson for cheers maybe?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will definitely be more updates from now on..&lt;br /&gt;i'm recharged..&lt;br /&gt;i'm all set to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love my baby..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had to delete 2 tags..&lt;br /&gt;Mother fuckers got so much time to play punk with me..&lt;br /&gt;My gut feeling says its Lancaster..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not..&lt;br /&gt;Too mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dont like me..&lt;br /&gt;Tell me..&lt;br /&gt;Dont tag me..&lt;br /&gt;Drunk Bitches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my presentation!&lt;br /&gt;It fels good!!&lt;br /&gt;Now its just 1 more to go..&lt;br /&gt;And i can concentrate on the 3 papers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira is having bad mood swings..&lt;br /&gt;Super Bad..&lt;br /&gt;I was going to send her home the other day..&lt;br /&gt;And she passed my thumbdrive and told me shes going home alone.&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, i walked a mile to the bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;If she wanted to go home alone, she should've told me when i was at esplanade,&lt;br /&gt;Where my bus stop is..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;I was sooo pissed off i snapped!&lt;br /&gt;I shouted..&lt;br /&gt;Accidents do happen la..&lt;br /&gt;muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt soo bad cos i shouted at her..&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;Yeah assholes..&lt;br /&gt;Of course i apolagized..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes watching "Click" with noreen today!&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;I soooo wanna watch that show la!&lt;br /&gt;Damnit!&lt;br /&gt;Damn Exams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll watch alone if not!&lt;br /&gt;I am use to watching  movie alone..&lt;br /&gt;Its better than if you watch with a group of peeps,&lt;br /&gt;Its just you and the movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just you and the movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;I think JB is cute and funny..&lt;br /&gt;Go figure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the exams now..&lt;br /&gt;Wooosaaaahhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115479983432666014</id><published>2006-08-06T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T01:43:54.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Things I love about you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your eyes&lt;/span&gt;, which hold me captivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your smile&lt;/span&gt;, which warms every corner of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your voice&lt;/span&gt;, which flows to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your walk&lt;/span&gt;, your gracefulness is breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your hands&lt;/span&gt;, which caress with such tenderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your arms&lt;/span&gt;, which possess the power to move me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your love&lt;/span&gt;, ever changing me inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your devotion&lt;/span&gt;, always trying to make my days joyous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your heart&lt;/span&gt;, that found the part of me that brings out the best of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115479983432666014?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115444918761700574</id><published>2006-08-01T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:19:47.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is difficult,&lt;br /&gt;I know,&lt;br /&gt;It's irritating,&lt;br /&gt;I know,&lt;br /&gt;It's just not worth it,&lt;br /&gt;I know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all there for the taking,&lt;br /&gt;Why stop now when you know that it's gonna end that way?&lt;br /&gt;It's not worth it?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying every single bit of life right now,&lt;br /&gt;What's so cool about it is that I get to spend and enjoy the days with mIrA!&lt;br /&gt;She can be quiet but when she's noisy,&lt;br /&gt;Die man..&lt;br /&gt;She will ask this and ask that,&lt;br /&gt;They say that curiosity kills the pussy,&lt;br /&gt;Well, she is one hard pussy to crack..&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahaha&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;ok....&lt;br /&gt;Stop it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all damn pervert man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks back when i asked her if she expects something big from me,&lt;br /&gt;ON HER BIRTHDAY!,&lt;br /&gt;she said, HELL YEAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;wOKAY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dear, can i just get you a Guess bag?&lt;br /&gt;Mira: NO? I WANT A CHANEL BAG.&lt;br /&gt;Me: OK *smiles* (he didnt know that chanel costs like 2k-10k)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHAT THE FUCK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;i made a deal with her,&lt;br /&gt;I will not splurge my money on her,&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but constantly la ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st year: Some cheap ring from Takashimaya&lt;br /&gt;1yr 6 mth: Upgrade to Perlin's silver ( i think, i'm bad at these)&lt;br /&gt;2nd yr: Upgrade to Goldheart&lt;br /&gt;2yr 6 mth: Upgrade to Lee Hwa Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;4th yr: Upgrade to Taka Jewellery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****Collection of all rings from from 1st to 4th year***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4yr 6 mth: The ring from the coke can&lt;br /&gt;6th Year: Tiffinay and Co...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the ring fromthe coke can you ask?&lt;br /&gt;Well its simple,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By upgrading the rings from the lowest level to the mid range ones,&lt;br /&gt;she will have the perception tht after a while, she willget an upgrade!&lt;br /&gt;AND THAN!&lt;br /&gt;BAAAAM!&lt;br /&gt;ring from the coke can?&lt;br /&gt;what the hell...&lt;br /&gt;YES ppl&lt;br /&gt;ring from the coke can...&lt;br /&gt;tht is the ultimate test of her patience and love for me.&lt;br /&gt;If she can tahan that for a year and a half,&lt;br /&gt;It's tiffinay and co for you dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;i crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fellow friends,&lt;br /&gt;I have a very big secret that i cannot hide anymore..&lt;br /&gt;Its regarding my past..&lt;br /&gt;Seems everyone knows about it via other ppl,&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Oceancrest (RO) will do an interview with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RO: Hi Qamarul, how are you?&lt;br /&gt;QY: I'm good, i've never felt better, and after tonight, i will feel even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RO: How are you and your girldfriend, Britney spears getting along?&lt;br /&gt;QY: Oh, sorry to keep you in the dark, i've broken up with Britney after i found out that she is pregnant with another man's baby. I'm now with Mira, Shes a bimbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RO: Thats good. So we're here to settle one very huge secret about you...&lt;br /&gt;QY: Thats true, I want to come clean and tell the whole world what actually happened when i was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be continued&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you mira..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never will i hurt you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115419477228429404</id><published>2006-07-30T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T00:50:02.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mr Anonymous...&lt;br /&gt;This is not the right time to play games with me or mira..&lt;br /&gt;Don feeling feeling here..&lt;br /&gt;smile here smile there..&lt;br /&gt;Look this direction..look that direction..&lt;br /&gt;please la.&lt;br /&gt;shes attached..&lt;br /&gt;go find your own bitch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115419477228429404?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115419477228429404/comments/default' 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Bintan Brothers minus Benny plus Brandon,&lt;br /&gt;is organizing a Futsal Tournament in september..&lt;br /&gt;We're roping in Adidas and McDonalds to sponsor ths event..&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be fun man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;I have my girlfriend's smell stuck in my nose for the past few days,&lt;br /&gt;It's a very sweet smell..&lt;br /&gt;But scary when night comes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats this about Ruud Van Nistelrooy being the object of insult from newspapers?&lt;br /&gt;He is a classy goalscorer who has given everything for Manchester United..&lt;br /&gt;The last thing the fans and especiall Sir Alex Ferguson can do is abandon him in a cold room,&lt;br /&gt;Didn't your mother teach you to payit back?&lt;br /&gt;He gave us goals that no other strikers are capable of..&lt;br /&gt;Why kick him out?&lt;br /&gt;Manchester United are ina fine line between success and being fucked..&lt;br /&gt;We needed a midfielder..&lt;br /&gt;Look who we bought, Michael Carrick..&lt;br /&gt;We needed a new striker,&lt;br /&gt;Look at what we did,&lt;br /&gt;Selling RVN to Real Madrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's exactly like Beckham's scenario,&lt;br /&gt;When Sir Alex thinks that the player is becoming bigger than the club,&lt;br /&gt;He sells them on the cheap.&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is that about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Sir Alex,&lt;br /&gt;You've played a major role in United's history,&lt;br /&gt;But what you did hear doesn't please me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the bus with mira the other day,&lt;br /&gt;And they were showing The encore of the singapore idol on tv mobile.&lt;br /&gt;I was excited..&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately i was soo turned off by the 'idols' and 'judges'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;Joakim Gomez CAN'T SING FOR NUTS..&lt;br /&gt;He was so flat, monotone and has no sense of music in him..&lt;br /&gt;I finally thought that the judges was gonna give him a battering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what Dick Said?&lt;br /&gt;Ur performance was near perfect..&lt;br /&gt;Ur vocal was near perfect..&lt;br /&gt;But ur still far away from perfection..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU JUST CONTRADICTED YOURSELF DICK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can sing!", dick told Joakim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARE YOU FOR REAL?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken has got to be mr fierce..&lt;br /&gt;His comments are just so lame at times..&lt;br /&gt;You cant be simon, ken&lt;br /&gt;Please be original..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed in Jonathan,&lt;br /&gt;He is suppose to be the best singer based on the reports by a certain newspaper,&lt;br /&gt;He MOVES TOO MUCH ON STAGE!&lt;br /&gt;Headache you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest are aight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joakim!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why you are still in the competition?&lt;br /&gt;No, seriously...&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;Dick said you can sing?&lt;br /&gt;Please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira is the girl that i dream of when i was 14,&lt;br /&gt;She is the one that i have been looking for,&lt;br /&gt;Perfect lover,&lt;br /&gt;Perfect girlfriend,&lt;br /&gt;Superb smile,&lt;br /&gt;Superb body,&lt;br /&gt;Superb everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Love you Baby......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115408044780606666?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115408044780606666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115408044780606666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115408044780606666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115408044780606666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/07/bintan-brothers-minus-benny-plus.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115367238558185455</id><published>2006-07-24T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T00:33:05.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why i cant keep my eyes of you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something hapenned to my girlfriend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the better of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna tell you why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah,&lt;br /&gt;the song L.O.V.E is stuck in my head..&lt;br /&gt;bESIDES that,&lt;br /&gt;Someone said i was full of myself,&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;PLease..&lt;br /&gt;that is called confidence.&lt;br /&gt;The confidence to post those entries..&lt;br /&gt;But thanks for the comment..&lt;br /&gt;Ill mellow down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's just you and me baby..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115367238558185455?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115349954466763484</id><published>2006-07-22T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T00:36:57.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had to delete my previous entry because it was too harsh..&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who saw the entry,&lt;br /&gt;You are the few lucky bastards or bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine for 10 years,&lt;br /&gt;asked me if he should get engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things to consider if you're the guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Are you financially stable?&lt;br /&gt;2) Can you support your wife emotionally and physically?&lt;br /&gt;3) CAn you support your child?&lt;br /&gt;4) Does she really loves you?&lt;br /&gt;5) Does she love your family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, these are the basics...&lt;br /&gt;You don't get engaged to her because you' scared to lose her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock Knock!&lt;br /&gt;Who's there?&lt;br /&gt;Divo!&lt;br /&gt;Divo who?&lt;br /&gt;Divorce!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the word do exist my friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, think about it properly...&lt;br /&gt;Judging from the reactions and actions she give you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ought to break up with her..&lt;br /&gt;That biyatch aint worth your time and money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also told him that being in a relationship is more like fishing..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have to pull and at times let go..&lt;br /&gt;But if she's too much, PULL&lt;br /&gt;Learn to give her that space..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Mira what i don't like and what i like..&lt;br /&gt;Good thing she respects and supports me..&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i trust her a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the most important things when you are in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;1) Trust&lt;br /&gt;2) Communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why be in a relationship if you don trust her and dont communicate well with her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't want to make out all the time..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you SHOULD be touchy with her..&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes the girl just wanna talk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro, you are the guy in the relationship,&lt;br /&gt;TAKE CHARGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT BE A SENSITIVE LUMP OF SHIT..&lt;br /&gt;Don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last time i'm advising you..&lt;br /&gt;Read carefullyand you'll understand what i mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when I'm a BGR Councilor ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;Mira is coming over to my house tml..&lt;br /&gt;To meet the parents for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight..&lt;br /&gt;I just got my haircut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i look fucking good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115349954466763484?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115349954466763484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115349954466763484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115349954466763484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115349954466763484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-had-to-delete-my-previous-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115315855502443191</id><published>2006-07-18T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T01:49:15.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got off the phone with Mira&lt;br /&gt;The Word is out..&lt;br /&gt;We're not going to KL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;Fcuked up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to go for a break before my attachment&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go alone..&lt;br /&gt;Not that bad seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncles does that all the time..&lt;br /&gt;He went to Malaysia, Thailand, Nepal, India and many others ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;I asked why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's the peace of mind that you get. It's just between you and you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might just consider it..&lt;br /&gt;We'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school today wearing this pants that i wear once in a blue moon..&lt;br /&gt;It lloked ok at first..&lt;br /&gt;After that..&lt;br /&gt;I realised that it was bell bottomed..slightly&lt;br /&gt;It made me llok like some hipster..&lt;br /&gt;And i fucking hate it..&lt;br /&gt;Like some chow ah beng la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled Mira one side and asked her if it looked ok.&lt;br /&gt;"Its fine la dear"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia looms large over my head today..&lt;br /&gt;First it was the pants. (i'm gonna throw it away by the way)&lt;br /&gt;Secondly there was this fucking mat in school who was checking out...&lt;br /&gt;MY GIRLFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;No i'm not jealous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fucker was looking it in a very pervetic way..&lt;br /&gt;Like up and down and was smiling to himself..&lt;br /&gt;Lucky shit&lt;br /&gt;I would give him a punch man&lt;br /&gt;If only i'm this mad now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ah?&lt;br /&gt;WHY AH?&lt;br /&gt;KL I'M SORRY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester United will sign Viera soon..&lt;br /&gt;He smsed me just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonjour Qamarul. Comment êtes-vous ?,&lt;br /&gt;Je suis déçu par la situation ici dans Juventus. Je ne sais pas vraiment ce que pour faire.&lt;br /&gt;Mon agent m'a appelé juste et a dit que Manchester Est Unie s'est intéressée dans acquérir mes services.J'ai décidé après un discours interminable avec ma famille que je ne jouerai jamais dans Serie B. J'ai énuméré en bas quelques clubs y compris Barcelone et l'Arsenal mais je trouve que Manchester Est Unie s'est le club le plus convenable pour moi maintenant. Aussi parce que j'ai une maison à Londres. Je suis le plus impressionné par la façon Monsieur Alex Ferguson traite ses joueurs d'étoile. Personne est plus grand que le club. J'ai longed ai voulu jouer sous lui. Pensez-vous que je devrais ? Me rentrer le plus tôt possible. A propos, sont comment des choses entre vous et votre amie ? Je dirige elle est très belle. Traiter son agréable et vous finirez par comme moi. L'attente, personne peut être mieux que me ! Qamarul désolé. Mais traiter son agréable. J'ai oublié presque ! Avez-vous obtenu l'invitation pour la noce de la Crucifère de Ashley ? Je vous appellerai quand j'ai atteint Paris. Faites attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Translation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Qamarul. How are you?&lt;br /&gt;I am disappointed by the situation here in Juventus.I really don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;My agent just called me and said that Manchester United are interested in acquiring my services. I have decided after a lengthy talk with my family that i will never play in Serie B. I've listed down a few clubs including Barcelona and Arsenal but i find that Manchester United is the most suitable club for me now. Also because I have a house in London. I am most impressed by the way Sir Alex Ferguson deals with his star players. No one is bigger than the club. I've longed wanted to play under him. Do you think I should? Get back to me as soon as possible. By the way, how are things between you and your girlfriend? I head she is very beautiful. Treat her nice and you'll end up like me. Wait, no one can be better than me! Sorry Qamarul. But treat her nice. I almost forgot! Didi you get the invitation for Ashley Cole's wedding? I'll call you when i've reached Paris. Take Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fucker tagged on Mira's blog using my name&lt;br /&gt;The fucker did the wrong thing at the wrong time..&lt;br /&gt;Bitch if i find out who..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna beat the limelights out of them..&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless they are my parents..&lt;br /&gt;Than i'll forgive and forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights ppl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115315855502443191?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115315855502443191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115315855502443191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115315855502443191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115315855502443191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-just-got-off-phone-with-mira-word-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115298172687397562</id><published>2006-07-16T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T00:42:06.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bored is the words now..&lt;br /&gt;My cousins are suppose to entertain and accompany me..&lt;br /&gt;Guess what they're doing?&lt;br /&gt;Fucking asleep on my fucking bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oi fucktart! Wake up la! Play games or what?!&lt;br /&gt;Him: Fuck la! ur bed, so shiok! Than got air-con somemore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every reason why I'm gonna kick them out when the sun rises.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, you come to my house, you have an obligation to entertain me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i told them bout it they were like!&lt;br /&gt;Power la!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We can play games, watch movies!&lt;br /&gt;Cook Maggie Mee and put crazy ingredients!&lt;br /&gt;I WAS excited!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to go out with Mira tml..&lt;br /&gt;But she cant make it..&lt;br /&gt;Hai...&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;Lynn and Sharifah and Khai and Sim and shit i forgot all their names..&lt;br /&gt;I"M SORRY I DIDNT MAKE IT LAST FRIDAY..&lt;br /&gt;Family function la..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;kidding..&lt;br /&gt;I am a retired now..&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel the vibe when i club now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe i'll go once in a few months!&lt;br /&gt;How the hell did you all do it!&lt;br /&gt;we've been clubbin since like forever and you all are still not sick of it!&lt;br /&gt;Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry&lt;br /&gt;SOrry&lt;br /&gt;SORry&lt;br /&gt;SORRy&lt;br /&gt;SORRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck..&lt;br /&gt;No Mira for 3 days...&lt;br /&gt;Shes my drug..&lt;br /&gt;I miss you dear..&lt;br /&gt;Too bad ur mom said no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone else?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115298172687397562?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115298172687397562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115298172687397562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is a drag now la..&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to graduate..&lt;br /&gt;But if i graduate..&lt;br /&gt;than i have to go to NS..&lt;br /&gt;No i don wanna go yet..&lt;br /&gt;That means weekend with my baby only..&lt;br /&gt;No good...&lt;br /&gt;But i cant wait to go NS la..&lt;br /&gt;Right, i just contradicted myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night,&lt;br /&gt;i was playing championship manager on my laptop,&lt;br /&gt;and there was this stupid pop-up porn ad..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know ok!&lt;br /&gt;And when i went to the kithen to grab a bite,&lt;br /&gt;i bumped into my dad,&lt;br /&gt;who told me that he's gonna use my laptop a while..&lt;br /&gt;He thought i was surfing porn.&lt;br /&gt;because of the stupid pop-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the other time,&lt;br /&gt;when i received a phone call from an unknown person,&lt;br /&gt;he asked me if i subscribed to 'dirty by nature'&lt;br /&gt;Use ur imagination whatevr that means..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph also got one..&lt;br /&gt;We were studying for our microecons exam..&lt;br /&gt;and this indian guy called him and asked him..&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, are you gay?"&lt;br /&gt;"You want to have anal sex?"&lt;br /&gt;And when he said no he didnt want to,&lt;br /&gt;"But i saw your number there on the ad and you were asking for hot gay sex"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was horrifying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans are shy in front..&lt;br /&gt;But behind closed doors,&lt;br /&gt;They are party animals..&lt;br /&gt;They are crazy about sex la&lt;br /&gt;Shitheads..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Singaporeans are so not horny"&lt;br /&gt;As quoted in FHM USA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a naked woman there&lt;br /&gt;And tell me..&lt;br /&gt;Which Singaporean man will not want to screw her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;I really need to go for a holiday!&lt;br /&gt;I'm really in the stressed mood now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry as a pig..&lt;br /&gt;I havent had my dinner&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with baby on sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Love you sooo much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit i sound like colin and kero that blog la...&lt;br /&gt;hahhahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking shit....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115280620640251788?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115280620640251788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115280620640251788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For the guys,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you allow your girlfriend to go clubbing?&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to be the kinda guy that say no to this and that..&lt;br /&gt;But telling her to not go instantly is like taking a big chunk..&lt;br /&gt;I might sound and look possesive if i say no..&lt;br /&gt;And I DONT wanna be like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I club like a mad dog when i was in my prime..&lt;br /&gt;I know what guys do in clubs..&lt;br /&gt;They come on to girls..&lt;br /&gt;The other way round?&lt;br /&gt;Hardly..&lt;br /&gt;I stopped going clubbing cos of her!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;I know the level of temptation is way up there..&lt;br /&gt;Its not good la you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if she decides to go,&lt;br /&gt;I will not say no..&lt;br /&gt;Neither will i be reluctant to say yes..&lt;br /&gt;Its her life la huh..&lt;br /&gt;I just hope she take cares of herself..&lt;br /&gt;And know whats right and wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Consider my feelings..&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna know if she'll go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is,&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend is just very beautiful..&lt;br /&gt;Guys will turn their heads just to take a second glimpse at her..&lt;br /&gt;I did not fabricate that..&lt;br /&gt;I don have too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golly,&lt;br /&gt;I just hope she wouldnt go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust you a lot dear..&lt;br /&gt;No questions asked..&lt;br /&gt;I just don't trust the people there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thanks for all you've done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I've missed you for so long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can't believe you're gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You still live in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I feel you in the wind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You guide me constantly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I've never knew what it was to be alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cause you were always there for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You were always there waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And i'll come home and I miss your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Smiling down on me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I close my eyes to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I know, you're a part of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And it's your song that sets me free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I sing it while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I feel I can't hold on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I sing tonight cause it comforts me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I carry the things that remind me of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In loving memory of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The one that was so true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Your were as kind as you could be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And even though you're gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You still mean the world to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I've never knew what it was to be alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cause you were always there for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You were always there waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But now I come home and it's not the same, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It feels empty and alone I can't believe you're gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I know, you're a part of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And it's your song that sets me free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I sing it while I feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I can't hold on I sing tonight cause it comforts me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm glad he set you free from sorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll still love you more tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And you will be here with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And what you did you did with feeling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And You always found the meaning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And you always will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115238082498210150?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115238082498210150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115238082498210150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115238082498210150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115238082498210150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-out-with-mira-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115203325777735640</id><published>2006-07-05T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T01:14:17.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My girlfrind is a ver cunning person...&lt;br /&gt;The last entry was hers..&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked yeah in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;But i thought it was something different..&lt;br /&gt;And its refreshing...&lt;br /&gt;Love you loads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;on the 4th of every month..&lt;br /&gt;We celebrate out monthsary..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;I just got home..&lt;br /&gt;Went for a movie with her..&lt;br /&gt;Watched R.V&lt;br /&gt;It was horrible..&lt;br /&gt;A No No for guys..&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;But she wanted to watch the show..&lt;br /&gt;So i don't mind la!&lt;br /&gt;Yum Yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why do i fall in love with this girl named Mira&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1) She is pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2) She is cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3) She has beautiful eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4) Her hair is so silky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5) Her voice is just so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6) Her sense of fashion is up to date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7) She is understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8) Very independent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;9) Very honest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10) She knows how to carry herself in a crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;11) She can be trusted easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;12) She knows how to make me feel happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;13) She knows how to make me laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;14) She notices my mood swings every now and than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;15) She supports and encourages me all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;16) She never ridicules my ideas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;17) She laughs at my jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;18) She laughs at my lame jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;19) She has a killer body (i love the way it is dear)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;20) Her smile melts my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;21) She knows how to treat me real nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;22) She never gets angry at me when i do something stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23) She knows what i'm thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;24) She prays all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list can go on..&lt;br /&gt;There is just to many reasons why i fell in love with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt mind missing the world...&lt;br /&gt;To meet her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt mind missing Manchester United&lt;br /&gt;To meet her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now..&lt;br /&gt;World Cup comes first...&lt;br /&gt;Than we can talk about her..&lt;br /&gt;I love you dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite unfortunate la..&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to have dinner with her and eventually..&lt;br /&gt;Send her home and than take a cab home..&lt;br /&gt;But i left my wallet in my friends bag..&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, i had $25 in my pocket and my ez link card was also with me..&lt;br /&gt;I am a lucky guy..&lt;br /&gt;If not, the whole day will be spoilt..&lt;br /&gt;On the way home she withdrew $20 for me to take cab..&lt;br /&gt;I didnt want to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira: Your ego dear..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Where got ego?&lt;br /&gt;Mira: Just take the $20 and take a cab home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She insists on me taking the cab..&lt;br /&gt;goodness..&lt;br /&gt;After all the girls that i went out with..&lt;br /&gt;Mira is the only one that i actually think will..&lt;br /&gt;LAST LONG..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok&lt;br /&gt;feet on the ground..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept 3 sms from her..&lt;br /&gt;And i'll keep the sms for quite a while..&lt;br /&gt;Every 4th of the month,&lt;br /&gt;I'll look at the sms and it'll remind me how much she went..&lt;br /&gt;To enjoy what she is enjoying now..&lt;br /&gt;To enjoy happiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight aight done for Mira...&lt;br /&gt;I love you dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristy and zizi is going france..&lt;br /&gt;how cool!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*psst*&lt;br /&gt;Punch zidane and henry for me..&lt;br /&gt;fucking french..&lt;br /&gt;Brazil is still my fav..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad will be going to Jakarta,&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, he needs to go to london than new york.&lt;br /&gt;After that its, a home run for our family..&lt;br /&gt;insyallah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that everything will go well..&lt;br /&gt;I want my BMW&lt;br /&gt;I want my own room&lt;br /&gt;I want my own walk in wardrobe..&lt;br /&gt;CAn?&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;one by one la...&lt;br /&gt;and yeah..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna live near orchard =)&lt;br /&gt;Don ask why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115194703076018181</id><published>2006-07-04T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T01:23:51.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy two monthsary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy two monthsary babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i love this boyfriend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he's smart, multi-talented and everything that you're not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;take care my himbo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;muchoslove,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115159224191392615</id><published>2006-06-29T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:44:01.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hi how are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Everything's fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that its...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCKING HOT LAAAA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just took my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;fourth&lt;/span&gt; shower man...&lt;br /&gt;I was just sitting and staring at myself..&lt;br /&gt;And guess what happenned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I SWEAT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nding school early is a bliss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; go home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ake a cold shower,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;isten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to some nice music,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Switch on the air-con&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;(because it's hot) (its a valid excuse btw)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i'm inda bored of blogging already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the guys...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time you make an eye contact with a girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hold the contact for another 3 seconds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;It'll make her &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blush&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust me&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Than she'll&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Then you smile back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Than&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Its up to you to do whatever you want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hold the eye contact for 3 seconds more,&lt;br /&gt;and she shows you a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;middle finger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I HAVE ONE ADVICE FOR YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUN....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RUN LIKE YOU'VE NEVER RUN BE&lt;/span&gt;FORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos it is wil be very embarassing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Mira is so mira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115159224191392615?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115159224191392615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;England won....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheer luck i suppose...&lt;br /&gt;Beckham and Co. don't really deserve to be where they are...&lt;br /&gt;The quarter finals against either portugal or holland...&lt;br /&gt;With the kind of football they are playing,&lt;br /&gt;They WILL NOT reasch the Semi finals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was bbq day for the SBM Peeps...&lt;br /&gt;It was good..&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;DIDN'T&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;eat a lot because the food was alright only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But credits to my Sub Committee for organizing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lancaster is lucky to have a friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIKE ME...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;WALKED....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL the way from Pit 42 to 25&lt;br /&gt;Just because the girlfriend is a bit too &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LAZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was a bloody long walk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i've never seen soo many trees before...&lt;br /&gt;I swear i was counting the number of trees that i walked past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the girlfriend a bling bling hair clip..&lt;br /&gt;And i think it will DEFINITELY look gorgeous on her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh did i tell you that i'm a bit of a *pengecut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Translation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Is scared easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I get scared easily..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she is taking advantage of it i suppose..&lt;br /&gt;Nah, maybe not&lt;br /&gt;We were walking in the tunnel and i told her about the history that haunts the tunnel..&lt;br /&gt;She was not scared at all la&lt;br /&gt;And i was the one holding on to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Laughs sarcastically*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Than , after sending her home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT OUT WITH THE BOYS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Joo Chiat Road for prata action..&lt;br /&gt;than too Changi for soccer match..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Bapoks are damn scary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scary Movie 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We were in the car when Lancaster wanted to ask one of the bapok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;how much for a blowjob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lancaster: Helloooooo *sexy voice*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bapok: *totally ignoring us*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lancaster: Hellloooooooo *sexier voice*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bapok: *really really totally ignoring us*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lancaster: Excuse meeee????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bapok: *ignoring us*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Qamarul: *covers face with his hand and tells junsheng to drive on*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was damn funny laaaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean..&lt;br /&gt;They know we were just joking for sure...&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE SEXY..&lt;br /&gt;but when they talk,&lt;br /&gt;my dick shrank till like 15 cm...&lt;br /&gt;oh, that when it not erecting..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;In your face AMEER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scary Movie 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were waiting for Benny and Chin Yong who went to Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;At the traffic light..&lt;br /&gt;When this damn sexy bapok with scary voice..&lt;br /&gt;Stared at me and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;BAPOK: WHAT? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;QAMARUL: *still staring at himer*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;BAPOK: WHAT WANT TO FUCK ME AH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;QAMARUL: DON'T WANT LA. I SCARED YOU FUCK ME INSTEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAPOK: BASTARD! *walks away*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Need i say more?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How much fun i had on that day?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's 2 things man need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) How to earn Money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) How to protect your money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm glad you know i love you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115125702730298905?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115125702730298905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115125702730298905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115125702730298905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115125702730298905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/06/england-won_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115072697042145452</id><published>2006-06-19T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T22:22:50.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gentlements....&lt;br /&gt;i have compiled a few tips for the singles out there..&lt;br /&gt;to be more successfull with women...&lt;br /&gt;i was there..&lt;br /&gt;i've tried it..&lt;br /&gt;it works..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm attached now yeah..&lt;br /&gt;sorry to break the heart of the many girls!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;like what sahara said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll share this tips with you..&lt;br /&gt;a bit abt girls..&lt;br /&gt;a bit on how to work on your dating skills..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Firstly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you that we fall in love when we're NOT in our crush's presence.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the last time you fell in love with a girl?&lt;br /&gt;How did it happen?&lt;br /&gt;If I am correct,&lt;br /&gt;I bet you had felt an attraction for her as soon as you saw her.&lt;br /&gt;But after you had gone home...&lt;br /&gt;you couldn'thelp but to think about her more and more...&lt;br /&gt;and as you thought about her more and more...&lt;br /&gt;and imagined yourself in all sorts of romantic situations with her...&lt;br /&gt;you suddenly realized that you are in love...&lt;br /&gt;Does that sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt; I think a similar process happens with women.&lt;br /&gt;Whenthey meet a guy they like,&lt;br /&gt;they may feel an attraction for him.&lt;br /&gt;But they ONLY fall in love LATER when they are NOT in the guy's presence anymore.&lt;br /&gt;They fall in love as they later think about the guy and wonder,&lt;br /&gt;"Does he like me? Or does he not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few ideas on how you can use this concept to attract women:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1) Don't Be Too Available: Let women think about you and fall in love in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Don't Tell Her You Like Her: Let her wonder instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3) End Dates Early: Give her more reason to think about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is if you already have some basic skills in entertaining women...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once fell in love with a girl..&lt;br /&gt;and when i found out that i have competition from other guys, or girls..&lt;br /&gt;i freak out,&lt;br /&gt;and i give up easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be too focused on what the other guy is doing with my crush...&lt;br /&gt;and totlly forget about my crush..&lt;br /&gt;totally forget about wooing her..&lt;br /&gt;i try hard to prove to her that i'm better than this other guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But think about it..&lt;br /&gt;my fellow padawans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice is simple and sound.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUST IGNORE THEM!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's how much a girl likes you,&lt;br /&gt;NOT the other guys that matters!&lt;br /&gt;You can't change how she feels about other guys...so don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the Dark Ages and you aren't a Caveman.&lt;br /&gt;You can't lock your the girl you like in a cave and ward off your competitors with an oversized baseball batcarved out of stone.&lt;br /&gt;So instead of worrying about how you can destroy your competition,&lt;br /&gt;just focus on thinking about about how you can attract her to YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember:&lt;br /&gt;If she likes you enough, she will brush off the other guys on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of practical scenarios: (i had to really squeeze my brains)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scenario 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say you're returning from thebathroom at a club when you see a young guy chatting up your girl.&lt;br /&gt;What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;You walk over and say "Hi" to the guy.&lt;br /&gt;Then you shake his hand, say "Nice meeting you",&lt;br /&gt;and turn your back on him while continuing your conversation with your girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just be civil to him and then you ignore him completely.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to be diplomatic,&lt;br /&gt;take your girl by the arm and lead her to another part of the club to get a drink.&lt;br /&gt;Then you simply flirt with her and charm her instead of worrying about the other guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scenario 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If your girl is blatantly flirting with more than 1 guy at the club,&lt;br /&gt;go mock around with other girls and bring them over so that she can see you flirting with them. She will get rid of the guys FAST before you even lift a finger.&lt;br /&gt;Works every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scenario 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If the girl you like is also seeing another guy, just ignore the issue and don't talk about it at all. Just focus on raising the chemistry between you and her. Be a challenge and attract her to you instead of trying to talk her into choosing you over the other guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for this weeks edition of Qamarul's break or date...&lt;br /&gt;It'll be a weekly affair..&lt;br /&gt;i hope you guys will find it useful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amo Mira... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;que ella es mismo cheeky..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She es mismo amor de kinky..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I qué hicimos en la costa del este Park..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I deseamos crecerle viejo con you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love querido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115072697042145452?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115072697042145452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115072697042145452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115072697042145452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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benn sleeping at 5 am almost everyday...&lt;br /&gt;Kick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the kinky girlfriend a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheeky&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115062051022715292?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115062051022715292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115062051022715292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115062051022715292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115062051022715292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-gonna-drag-gf-to-watch-world-cup.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115039516161516976</id><published>2006-06-16T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T02:12:41.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>England won...&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i predicted that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)England will win&lt;br /&gt;2)they will win 2-0&lt;br /&gt;3)half time/ fulltime - D-H&lt;br /&gt;4)total goals 2&lt;br /&gt;5) they will overcome the -1 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need to panic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ecuador vs costa rica,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i predicted that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) ecuador will win&lt;br /&gt;2) ecuador will overcome the -1 1/2 deficit&lt;br /&gt;3) H-H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PANIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my luck is there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argentina...&lt;br /&gt;errrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll predict that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)argentina will win&lt;br /&gt;2)argentina will overcome the -1 1/2 deficit&lt;br /&gt;3)H-H&lt;br /&gt;4)total goals 4&lt;br /&gt;5) 3-1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see,&lt;br /&gt;if i get at least 3 right,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna have to stat charging you guys already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If there is one thing I've learnt in this World Cup,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is that i have to believe in my own predictions,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and not listen to my friends,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos i am an amazing predictor,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;simply amazing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;full of myself..&lt;br /&gt;just like her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira mira bomira banana fana fomira&lt;br /&gt;fifamomira&lt;br /&gt;MIRAAAAAA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115039516161516976?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115039516161516976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115039516161516976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115039516161516976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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taking care of you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you were sick and felt like a puddle of goo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the least you can do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;is to spend time more time talkin to your beu..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;instead of smsin non stop to god knows who..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;show me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;show me that you love me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;show me that you want me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're too guarded with me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cant you see that i love you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes people..&lt;br /&gt;its boring..&lt;br /&gt;i get envious of wat lan can do with deb..&lt;br /&gt;YES i get envious..&lt;br /&gt;jealous..&lt;br /&gt;name it...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;wat lan said was true..&lt;br /&gt;it is definitely easier if the girl likes you from the start..&lt;br /&gt;i had to work my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115029995876485886?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115029995876485886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115029995876485886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115029995876485886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115029995876485886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/06/on-lucky-day-i-got-it-in-i_115029995876485886.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-115001857074448800</id><published>2006-06-11T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T17:36:10.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The world cup is really eating my time for sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Its once in 4 years...&lt;br /&gt;so i suppose it should be ok...&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to her last night, at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;i was watching the trinidad and tobago match...&lt;br /&gt;was teling her stories half way and than i suddenly shout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COMMON REF!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shoot you arse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thts a yellow ref! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Common!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she will just keep quiet..&lt;br /&gt;hhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;understanding to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marche's ice cream is damn fantastic...&lt;br /&gt;she was feeding me throughout cos we only had a plate of ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;After ice cream, we walked over to esplanade...&lt;br /&gt;she told me she had a fear of height...&lt;br /&gt;but i convinced her that the view atop will shadow her fear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see,&lt;br /&gt;me and mira have something in common..&lt;br /&gt;SOMETIMES, we mumble when we talk...&lt;br /&gt;Right dear?&lt;br /&gt;and when either of us replied with..&lt;br /&gt;1)What?&lt;br /&gt;2)Say that again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll just say forget it or nothing....&lt;br /&gt;but than on the way home,&lt;br /&gt;she mumbled something about me,&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to know what she said but she still don wanna tell me&lt;br /&gt;so what i did was gross..&lt;br /&gt;i LICKED her face!!&lt;br /&gt;she couldnt tahan it and she told me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys..&lt;br /&gt;Lick ur GF's face if they don wanna tell you&lt;br /&gt;works like a charm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i LOVE you kentalan agung...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-115001857074448800?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/115001857074448800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=115001857074448800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/115001857074448800'/><link 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arrived at Lrt Station&lt;br /&gt;0652 Arrived at CCK MRT&lt;br /&gt;0730 Reached YCK MRT&lt;br /&gt;0740 Reached school&lt;br /&gt;0747 The uncle unlock the door&lt;br /&gt;0750 Inside the classroom waiting for class to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOOD MORNING EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUCH A BEAUTIFUL DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIKE THE MOTTO OF MISS JEAN YIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEAUTIFUL THE WORLD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WITH BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ITS BEAUTIFY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEAUTIFY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEAUTIFY THE WORLD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WITH BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies and gentlement..&lt;br /&gt;have a great thursday today..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114972481060601005?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114972481060601005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114972481060601005' title='0 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character..&lt;br /&gt;The best of the movie is not in any of the scene..&lt;br /&gt;When she puts her head on my shoulder..&lt;br /&gt;tht WAS the best part..&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no people,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not perverted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think there will be more good things to come in our relationship..&lt;br /&gt;being out of it for far too long,&lt;br /&gt;it confused me at times,&lt;br /&gt;but she is super understanding and nice..."at times"&lt;br /&gt;she turns my doubt into laughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently a close friend of mine told me that one of the soccer players in our school,&lt;br /&gt;was feling horny one night,&lt;br /&gt;and instead of going to his gf,&lt;br /&gt;or comfortably m*******ting in his room quietly,&lt;br /&gt;she msged my friend to ask if shes free tht night,&lt;br /&gt;it was 12+ mind you.&lt;br /&gt;she asked why?&lt;br /&gt;he said he wants her to give him a blow***&lt;br /&gt;AND THT WAS ONLY THE 3RD MSG.&lt;br /&gt;i was utterly disgusted by ITS behaviour,&lt;br /&gt;he is a good looking person.&lt;br /&gt;but mind you ladies.&lt;br /&gt;good looking malay guys?&lt;br /&gt;they are horny cheaters bastards.&lt;br /&gt;for goodnesss sakes grow up lads!&lt;br /&gt;they know they are good looking&lt;br /&gt;they know girls will do anything to get their attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so girls please...&lt;br /&gt;learn how to say NO&lt;br /&gt;learn how to say NO NO NO&lt;br /&gt;cant you see they're just making use of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close friend of mine also backstabbed lancaster&lt;br /&gt;tht caused debo*** to be utterly sad..&lt;br /&gt;its not nice&lt;br /&gt;you're not a girl&lt;br /&gt;so YOU DON BACKSTABBED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why cant there be more guys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ike me and lancaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHO RESPECTS GIRLS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want candy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114969487340326877?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114969487340326877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114969487340326877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114969487340326877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114969487340326877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-watched-shes-man-on-our-1st-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114918442981020363</id><published>2006-06-02T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T01:53:49.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm SORRY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fool to do what i did...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114884457666440937</id><published>2006-05-29T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T03:29:36.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My grandma was admitted to a hospital because apparently,&lt;br /&gt;her lungs is full of water..&lt;br /&gt;and that is no good..&lt;br /&gt;wat is even more sad is tht she was on her way for a wedding celebration..&lt;br /&gt;not in singapore though..&lt;br /&gt;but in batu pahat..&lt;br /&gt;batu pahat, ladies and gentlement sits somewhere in the middle of johor bahru..&lt;br /&gt;a good 2 and a half hour drive from singapore..&lt;br /&gt;it was a tiring journey but the whole family had to make it there as we were the closest to her..&lt;br /&gt;my grandma lives with us..&lt;br /&gt;so even if i have school tml or shall i say today at 2,&lt;br /&gt;i have no choice but to go..&lt;br /&gt;i did not regret following..&lt;br /&gt;because at this point of time,&lt;br /&gt;while i'm typing this entry out,&lt;br /&gt;she is still in critical condition..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully she will be able to be transferred to NUH anytime soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma is one person that i respect a lot..&lt;br /&gt;She has taught us to be a good muslim..&lt;br /&gt;teaching us what is wrong and what is right under the eyes of god..&lt;br /&gt;She is also a good listener and a great cook..&lt;br /&gt;her sambal goreng is the best of them all..&lt;br /&gt;I pray tht she'll be well soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;life with the girldfriend is good..&lt;br /&gt;we're just a few days short of a month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moment when i am with her,&lt;br /&gt;i feel very happy,&lt;br /&gt;very calm,&lt;br /&gt;very ticklish, (thx to her "funny" jokes)&lt;br /&gt;veryappreciated,&lt;br /&gt;most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;she makes me feel very loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As I write, I'll sing this song&lt;br /&gt;for the greatest love I've ever known.&lt;br /&gt;To my heart, you have the only key,&lt;br /&gt;I beg of you, never set me free.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed to God for a love so true&lt;br /&gt;now, I, realize He already knew.&lt;br /&gt;In time my prayer WAS answered,&lt;br /&gt;the most wonderful woman&lt;br /&gt;HE BLESSED ME WITH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;What we share feels so right&lt;br /&gt;to say I love you every night.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful moments shared,&lt;br /&gt;precious memories, still tell me you care.&lt;br /&gt;I see your shadow,&lt;br /&gt;as I lay myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of you, oh so sweet&lt;br /&gt;in my heart, I will keep.&lt;br /&gt;Look into my heart, my life.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;can you feel the need, the want, as I&lt;br /&gt;to be your husband, you my wife.&lt;br /&gt;Much joy and happiness you've brought me.&lt;br /&gt;If I had life to live again, I'd want to with you,&lt;br /&gt;my lover, my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Always and Forever, I'll love you till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you dear =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114884457666440937?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114884457666440937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114884457666440937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/qna%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/qna%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is damn cute isnt she?&lt;br /&gt;Shes damn sweet..&lt;br /&gt;Very understanding..&lt;br /&gt;Very respectful of my decisions..&lt;br /&gt;Very supportive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOve YOU kental!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114856997374713317?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114856997374713317/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I Miss my Baby a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114828401888568507?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114828401888568507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114828401888568507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114828401888568507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114828401888568507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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pretty&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm the luckiest guy in the world.&lt;br /&gt;but everytime i tells her i love her,&lt;br /&gt;she goes blank..&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona deservedly won the title as European champions..&lt;br /&gt;with class oozing from their attacking line..&lt;br /&gt;there is not a singled person in the right frame of mind who will&lt;br /&gt;doubt them to become the champions.&lt;br /&gt;When arsenal scored,&lt;br /&gt;Yong called me and shouted...&lt;br /&gt;GOOAAAALLL&lt;br /&gt;1-0&lt;br /&gt;1-0&lt;br /&gt;1-0&lt;br /&gt;1-0&lt;br /&gt;i keep on telling him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WAIT, YOU WAIT&lt;br /&gt;full time than you call me...&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;HE DIDNT!!!&lt;br /&gt;cos arsenal LOST!&lt;br /&gt;but credits to henry and co for puting up a good fight..&lt;br /&gt;i mean going up against barcelona with 10 men is quite an uphill task&lt;br /&gt;they could've lost by more than 2 goals&lt;br /&gt;but almunia was brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is our day..&lt;br /&gt;Our time..&lt;br /&gt;Playing in the carlsberg cup tml at kallang..&lt;br /&gt;How i wish my girl will be there to cheer me on..&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, she has never taken my interests seriously&lt;br /&gt;soccer's a stupid game ain't it darling?&lt;br /&gt;i just hope we can watch a movie in the evening...&lt;br /&gt;that also..&lt;br /&gt;she might not be able to make it..&lt;br /&gt;wassup man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna play for the money..&lt;br /&gt;not for the love of the game...&lt;br /&gt;KIDDING!&lt;br /&gt;soccer's my life man?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN..&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE THOUGHT THAT YOU MIGHT&lt;br /&gt;LEAVE ME OUT IN THE COLD&lt;br /&gt;THAT SCARES ME THE MOST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114802395007315302?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114770032231716996</id><published>2006-05-15T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:38:42.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have so many better things to do than to read ur mail...&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;mothers day has passed...&lt;br /&gt;next up is fathers day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyways...&lt;br /&gt;shisha was great tht night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find means and ways to build my bank account..&lt;br /&gt;Not to say tht its running low or anything..&lt;br /&gt;But it feels good to have 200-300 in ur wallet?&lt;br /&gt;i felt tht today..&lt;br /&gt;and it was great...&lt;br /&gt;though it was for a brief moment...&lt;br /&gt;I WANT to be a millionire before i get married...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my girlfirnd will be so happy and excited to hear this!&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;talk about woman and rich guys...&lt;br /&gt;they go hand in hand quite well...&lt;br /&gt;Why do you see so many asian woman with caucasians at clarke quay?&lt;br /&gt;MONEY OF COURSE!&lt;br /&gt;Like they said..&lt;br /&gt;money makes the world go round..&lt;br /&gt;and round..&lt;br /&gt;and round..&lt;br /&gt;and round..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Superband is a full load of shit...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCKING GET THE NOTES RIGHT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND DON MAKE YOURSELF LOOK LIKE SHIT ON TV..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114770032231716996?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114740795652799543</id><published>2006-05-12T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T12:25:56.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bought the presents for my mom yesterday with her...&lt;br /&gt;Went to cine just to buy a pair of flip flops, cos her sandals were starting to hurt her feet&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys bought ur mom presents? ahahahahh&lt;br /&gt;I have!&lt;br /&gt;Peace of mind alas..&lt;br /&gt;Going shisha-ing tonight with my buddies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My love for you grew by the day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not to mention the confidence i have when you're around me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need some pics of us together laaaa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How dear?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester united will crash ASSERNAL, LIVERFOOL&lt;br /&gt;AND CHELSKI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114740795652799543?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114740795652799543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114740795652799543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114740795652799543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114740795652799543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/05/bought-presents-for-my-mom-yesterday.html' 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see how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When troubles bring you down and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; you don't know what to do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; just look inside your heart and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; you'll know that I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Every one has a destiny to find,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; looking in your eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have found mine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're all I ever wanted,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; you're all I'll ever need.&lt;br /&gt;I will be yours always, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you will have my love for eternity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll love you like how i love Manchester United &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 3 days babe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114657919915881035</id><published>2006-04-27T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T12:03:47.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sharing session number 148...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's rehearsal was damn tiring..&lt;br /&gt;We had to be very very aware of what's happening..&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing started at 0930 an ends at 6..&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the long hours of script reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had breakfast with her tht morning..&lt;br /&gt;We both had Sausage Mcmuffin and Milo peng..&lt;br /&gt;Than she had to rush of for meeting..&lt;br /&gt;and me..&lt;br /&gt;for rehearsals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we were rehearsing with Lan in the dressing room..&lt;br /&gt;When the Mr freshies had to come in and take over the room..&lt;br /&gt;This fucker..&lt;br /&gt;He knows who he is..&lt;br /&gt;Cant say nicely..&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to go saying..&lt;br /&gt;Tell them to fuck off?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck boy...&lt;br /&gt;You dare use tht against your seniors..&lt;br /&gt;We'll give you fucking hell i tell ya..&lt;br /&gt;Don bullshit with us man..&lt;br /&gt;Fucking white boy aint cool enough yeah?&lt;br /&gt;he's gotta use the f word?&lt;br /&gt;FUCK you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry man..&lt;br /&gt;just thought that..&lt;br /&gt;you already look like some shithead who cant dance..&lt;br /&gt;and only god knows how you got into this competition..&lt;br /&gt;WHen you look like a dick..&lt;br /&gt;You hope that your attitude is not a dick too..&lt;br /&gt;But if it is..&lt;br /&gt;Boy...&lt;br /&gt;you might wanna do something about yourself man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent her home today..&lt;br /&gt;We were all cuddling and all..&lt;br /&gt;Love tht stuff man..&lt;br /&gt;She is soooo into the Wild Thing..&lt;br /&gt;opps&lt;br /&gt;the wild..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Constantly girl you're on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl i think about you all the time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And even though words are hard to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That i miss you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never thought I'd feel this way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You keep on taking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart you'll be breaking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why do you do this to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know how I'm feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's you i believe in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby can't you see that i need you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you know that its true?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you know that it's you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You just bullshitted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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Bar?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;FUCK GASTBY BAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're comfortably sleeping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While I stayed up to wait for ur msg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What makes you think i'm not sleepy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After how i've treated you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the least you can do is say you wanna go to sleep,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DON KEEP ME HANGING..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel that you're taking me for granted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you too much too do anything stupid now...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114647188392007230?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114647188392007230/comments/default' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought i could wake up late and make Her jealous...&lt;br /&gt;than i forgot that we had rehearsals for the grand finale..&lt;br /&gt;had to reach school by 9 actually..&lt;br /&gt;but being me, and SBM club being the organizer,&lt;br /&gt;i knew i can afford to come late..&lt;br /&gt;how wrong i was..&lt;br /&gt;i had to wait for ameer and Jun sheng for like 20 mins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's hot story...&lt;br /&gt;colin and you know who...&lt;br /&gt;anyone who was there actually know it..&lt;br /&gt;keep denying you know these people..&lt;br /&gt;like say like la...&lt;br /&gt;but i hope colin will not get angry cos i was just joking la..&lt;br /&gt;colin sorry hor!&lt;br /&gt;i still love you la bro...&lt;br /&gt;All the way i keep disturbing the girl...&lt;br /&gt;(as she is still under 18, i shall not disclose her name as it might affect her life)&lt;br /&gt;and she can really tahan man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than Lancaster came...&lt;br /&gt;by than it was 7...&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to go shisha-ing with jun sheng, dorence and benny&lt;br /&gt;they called me along but i was too tired la..&lt;br /&gt;I use to love shisha-ing&lt;br /&gt;You slack&lt;br /&gt;you chat&lt;br /&gt;life was spelled as s-h-i-s-h-a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met her for a teabreak&lt;br /&gt;she's getting more and more beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;that i have to admit..&lt;br /&gt;as much as i hate her..&lt;br /&gt;she's just to nice a person to ignore...&lt;br /&gt;she bought coffee for me..&lt;br /&gt;than she said, nooooooooooooooot nice..&lt;br /&gt;but she drank most of it..&lt;br /&gt;like what?&lt;br /&gt;like her...&lt;br /&gt;i miss her loads already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's the courage that counts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Not the Thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114612792561103542</id><published>2006-04-27T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T16:52:05.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's keep it real aight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal and Barcelona is a neutral's dream final..&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal can beat Juventus or Real and boast about it..&lt;br /&gt;But on a neutrals point of view..&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona's just to fuckin strong man..&lt;br /&gt;Thats a known fact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The progress with Mr Seacrest is not going well..&lt;br /&gt;We're suppose to meet for a discussion at his apartment..&lt;br /&gt;But had to cancel cos i have to meet the kental at 630 later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little things i need to accomplish in life before i enter NS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Get my driver's liscence&lt;br /&gt;2) Shift house and make ma crib aka room the coolest place on earth&lt;br /&gt;3) Get the girl of my dream to say yes&lt;br /&gt;4) Get my BMW&lt;br /&gt;5) Visit Jakarta, Bangkok and maybe an Euro Trip...insyallah&lt;br /&gt;6) Accomplish GPA 3.4&lt;br /&gt;7) Expose myself to more emceein tasks&lt;br /&gt;8) Get myself on the cover page of Her World&lt;br /&gt;9) Get britney Spear's autograph&lt;br /&gt;10) Hit 10k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For my room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want surround speaker on the walls&lt;br /&gt;I want a poster of Superman's logo&lt;br /&gt;I want my own TV for my PS2&lt;br /&gt;I want my own Hi-Fi set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For getting myself on the cover page of Her World&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope they spot me walking along Orchard Road in my underwear&lt;br /&gt;And ask me..&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be on our cover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For my GPA 3.4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for that, just gotta study hard enough to do that well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lancau told me that he wants to sing in front of me and give me a lap dance...&lt;br /&gt;I told him if he can do that i'll treat him to a mcdonalds meal..&lt;br /&gt;I bet he don dare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm talented...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114612792561103542?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114612792561103542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114612792561103542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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of meeting...&lt;br /&gt;Grand Finale is on in a week...&lt;br /&gt;My advisor wants me to do a Ryan Seacrest style..&lt;br /&gt;I asked how..&lt;br /&gt;She say, go do your research.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Tea's blog for new updates on her Eurotrip.&lt;br /&gt;She went to France while on her study attachment in Manchester.&lt;br /&gt;Now that is extremely cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i feel like a damn jerk...&lt;br /&gt;I have to be nice to her...&lt;br /&gt;No more teasing and lame practical jokes..&lt;br /&gt;It might be funny...&lt;br /&gt;but when there's too much of it..&lt;br /&gt;It will have the word 'irritating' written all over on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want you bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want you like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want you without the hat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ooops...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you loads swetheart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Qamarul out....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114594378130719469?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114594378130719469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;Manchester United BEAT Arsenal 2-0 yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;One of the great games produced by the devils..&lt;br /&gt;And when i reached school this morning..&lt;br /&gt;9 familiar faces greeted me with a smile..&lt;br /&gt;But i showed my middle finger and saif FUCK OFF...&lt;br /&gt;to the 2 Arsenal fans..&lt;br /&gt;And there you go again..the debate about who was better..&lt;br /&gt;Super power..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They watched the match at Ameer's crib yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell never invite me along..&lt;br /&gt;They know tht I stay at the other side of the island..&lt;br /&gt;I'm shifting insyallah if everything goes well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one more month..&lt;br /&gt;and this blog will turn 1..&lt;br /&gt;some gay shit when i read the entries just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought 10 DVDs...&lt;br /&gt;10..&lt;br /&gt;not 9..&lt;br /&gt;not 11..&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MANCHESTER UNITED 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARSENAL 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114464491305410437?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114464491305410437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114464491305410437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114464491305410437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114464491305410437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/04/ola.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114459095919383711</id><published>2006-04-09T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:55:59.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gotta admit that i am totally drained...&lt;br /&gt;Clowning has been really fun...&lt;br /&gt;Though it can be tiring at times..&lt;br /&gt;Actually to tell you the truth, its not abt the pay tht i get,25/hr..&lt;br /&gt;its the smile that i put on kids, not to mention the cries of those kids who were scared of clowns...&lt;br /&gt;It is soooo satisfying that i have no words to describe that feeling...&lt;br /&gt;Good thing that benny and jun sheng thought me magic..&lt;br /&gt;so besides jugglig, i do close up magic..&lt;br /&gt;There are psychos with major issues when it comes to clowns..&lt;br /&gt;they are not kids but adults..&lt;br /&gt;I hate clowns but i love it when they do magic...&lt;br /&gt;how contradicting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation is on wednesday and thursday...&lt;br /&gt;To the freshies who will be attending the orientation,&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared to be overwhelmed by the games and energy level..&lt;br /&gt;Recently SIT had their orientation..&lt;br /&gt;I donno, maybe they have a few hundred students who attended it?&lt;br /&gt;But i swear to god..&lt;br /&gt;I CANT HEAR A SINGLE SHIT...&lt;br /&gt;SBM's orientation is totally out of this world..&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Great emcees&lt;br /&gt;2)Great organization&lt;br /&gt;3)Great games&lt;br /&gt;4)Great company of OGL's (orientation group leaders)&lt;br /&gt;5)Great CHEERS......notie tht i boldd cheers. (it can get crazy sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;6)Great food&lt;br /&gt;7)Grand Finale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand finale is a day where the freshiess are no longer LABELLED freshies..&lt;br /&gt;That day will come 2-3 weeks after the first day of school...&lt;br /&gt;And on this day,&lt;br /&gt;There will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Great emcees again&lt;br /&gt;2)Great performances&lt;br /&gt;3)Great EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;4)Jam n Hop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam and hop traditionally happens after the Grand Finale..&lt;br /&gt;I know that teenagers wanna club real bad..&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately they are UNDERAGE.&lt;br /&gt;So we came up with Jam n Hop..&lt;br /&gt;A great clubbin feeling for them...&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry professional DJ's in charge..&lt;br /&gt;expect great music lads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These young UNDERAGE people talk big..&lt;br /&gt;and when i say talk big..&lt;br /&gt;i mean..&lt;br /&gt;I've been to this club and to that club..&lt;br /&gt;Benn drinking this and been drinking that..&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you guys..&lt;br /&gt;Don bullshit with the veterans..&lt;br /&gt;We know and we KNOW..&lt;br /&gt;whether you guys club or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me quote you a real life example,&lt;br /&gt;When we were having LTC camp back in sembawans weeks ago,&lt;br /&gt;There was a night where we wanted to use reverse psychology on the campers..&lt;br /&gt;We told them their ordeal with Brandon is over..&lt;br /&gt;but little did they know that the real thing is on that nght where there is a fire drill..&lt;br /&gt;Hell they thought it was all over..&lt;br /&gt;That is because we gave them not Zouk nor ChinaBlack..&lt;br /&gt;But we gave them Kampong Black..&lt;br /&gt;And I was the DJ for that night...&lt;br /&gt;(oh you guys didnt know? I'm a fully certified DJ) =)&lt;br /&gt;DJ Qam..&lt;br /&gt;And that is how i got the nick from some of the campers..&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me they were hardcore clubbers..&lt;br /&gt;So naturally i get nervous..&lt;br /&gt;My my my was i in for a big suprise...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the regulars know that for some songs, the DJ, will mute that part and they continue singing and dancing..&lt;br /&gt;but THEY,&lt;br /&gt;were screaming at me to play the music..&lt;br /&gt;they thought i stopped the music...&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been days since i met you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you soooo bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You, Complete me baby =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114430195754106103</id><published>2006-04-06T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T13:39:17.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you know how i know i love you?&lt;br /&gt;I know...&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you..&lt;br /&gt;so you'll know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's how I sacrifice my soccer for you..&lt;br /&gt;It's how I always make you laugh..&lt;br /&gt;It's how I put my arms around you..&lt;br /&gt;It's how I find lame excuses just to be in contact with you..&lt;br /&gt;It's how I find a way to present the rose that I bought you..&lt;br /&gt;It's how I suprise you with the boat ride..&lt;br /&gt;It's how I look at you..&lt;br /&gt;It's how I steal quick glances when you're not looking..&lt;br /&gt;It's how You laugh when i tease you..&lt;br /&gt;It's how You give me the bimbo look when you're confused..&lt;br /&gt;It's how I miss you..&lt;br /&gt;It's how I feel incomplete and restless when I didn't msg You..&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing how your day went..&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing whether You're ok or not..&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing if you missed me =)&lt;br /&gt;Just three little words..&lt;br /&gt;Don't seem like enough..&lt;br /&gt;For someone whose smile still brightens my day..&lt;br /&gt;Whose touch can make me forget the rest of the world..&lt;br /&gt;They don't seem like enough..&lt;br /&gt;For someone who's always been there..&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate with me..&lt;br /&gt;When everything goes my way..&lt;br /&gt;And to hold my hand..&lt;br /&gt;When my whole world..&lt;br /&gt;Seems to fall apart..&lt;br /&gt;But even though "I Love You"..&lt;br /&gt;Can't express the depth..&lt;br /&gt;Of my feelings for you..&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know what's in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;Because loving you..&lt;br /&gt;Means more to me..&lt;br /&gt;Than anything in the world..&lt;br /&gt;And it always will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal are through to the semi finals...&lt;br /&gt;And Man Utd will be playing against arsenal this sunday..&lt;br /&gt;another outing for the guys dawg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now to lure Mira to watch soccer with me..&lt;br /&gt;*throws bait*&lt;br /&gt;*waits patiently*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114430195754106103?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114430195754106103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114430195754106103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114430195754106103'/><link rel='self' 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blood...&lt;br /&gt;Wah must be a big bug, where's the body?&lt;br /&gt;Da shit aint bug man..&lt;br /&gt;Blood was oozing out of my nose like a water sprinkler..&lt;br /&gt;I panicked a bit yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Insetead of calling my parents, whom by the way is not in singapore,&lt;br /&gt;i msg her and she told me to put my legs up on a stack of pillow..&lt;br /&gt;It didnt really work though..&lt;br /&gt;so i went to the sink and blow the blood out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Balakari Putumayam said that when blood oozes out from your nose..&lt;br /&gt;It means that your body is very heaty..&lt;br /&gt;Well well...&lt;br /&gt;hot i mean...&lt;br /&gt;Hot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My right eye is twitching..&lt;br /&gt;Confucious say that if the right eye is twitching, it means...&lt;br /&gt;errrr...&lt;br /&gt;it means that your dad will get you a BMW 320i..&lt;br /&gt;And it says that if your left eye twitches a bit..&lt;br /&gt;its BMW 330i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying every bit of time i'm spending with her..&lt;br /&gt;It's incredible how she always make me smile with her bimboiticness..&lt;br /&gt;But thts the cute side of her...&lt;br /&gt;And she was in a state of sadness where she needs some time alone few days back..&lt;br /&gt;She wouldnt tell me why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna let you know that you can tell me anything and everything...&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here for you no matter what =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114378177588208238?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114378177588208238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114378177588208238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114378177588208238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114378177588208238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-total-crazy-week-i-shall-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114325411871547173</id><published>2006-03-25T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T10:35:18.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She's always falling sick...&lt;br /&gt;She say she has low sugar level...&lt;br /&gt;Thats why i guess sometimes she always go weak...&lt;br /&gt;Eat more fruits yeah sweetie =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Heh you. i just got home. i'm really sorry that i am being irritating&lt;br /&gt;and always bulling you all the time on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira:haha..why you suddenly say tht? ur family back already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: They are back yeah. i just feel bad that you have to put up with my irritatingness. I'm&lt;br /&gt;afraid you'll get sick and tired and run away to another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira: it's ok la. Apology accepted. You ok not babe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm ok sweetheart. Just that i miss you a lot =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira: I realised that u always miss me more only during camps. Just 2 words as a gentle reminder, one week =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that time, i was already fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;But i wanted to tell her that..&lt;br /&gt;i have always missed her everytime we are not together..&lt;br /&gt;No more, no less..&lt;br /&gt;I don have to tell her i miss her everyday right?&lt;br /&gt;cos if i do that,&lt;br /&gt;It will not be significant already =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poem that i dedicated it to her,&lt;br /&gt;She loves it =)&lt;br /&gt;Happy boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday we went to watch 2 movies..&lt;br /&gt;yours, mine and ours and big mommas house 2..&lt;br /&gt;Really enjoed her company so much..&lt;br /&gt;Love her smile when i tease her..&lt;br /&gt;and tht is why i fell in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt tht if i were to read the poem to her myself,&lt;br /&gt;it will be nicer..&lt;br /&gt;and so i did&lt;br /&gt;gave her that piece of paper that the poem was on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's on the table together with the rose i gave her.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i sent her home...&lt;br /&gt;we hugged for a very long time...&lt;br /&gt;simply cos i wont be able meet her for a week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I missed you yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will miss you everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even when i'm not in a camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Does that answer your question?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114259860001020515</id><published>2006-03-17T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T20:30:00.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mira,&lt;br /&gt;When everytime i think of you my body shakes&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i see you my knees grow weak&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i'm with you i dont want the time to end&lt;br /&gt;When everytime i look into your eyes, i wish i was there&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i see you smile my heart melts&lt;br /&gt;Every night before i go to sleep i pray we dont end&lt;br /&gt;I've tried somehow to say tht you're the sun that lights up my sky&lt;br /&gt;The wind that keeps me cool on a hot summer day&lt;br /&gt;Sweet incense that keeps me on a natural high&lt;br /&gt;I want so much to tell you:that without you with me each day my day isn't complete&lt;br /&gt;That since day one I've always wanted to be with you&lt;br /&gt;That no matter what's going on in my life&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason there's a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;And that loving you seems to be all I need to know.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to tell you that I'm beginning to love you more with each passing of the day&lt;br /&gt;And that I want to be with you come whatever may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not follow where the path may lead. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114259860001020515?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114259860001020515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114259860001020515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114259860001020515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114259860001020515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/03/mira-when-everytime-i-think-of-you-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114195497497409457</id><published>2006-03-10T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T21:12:56.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm soooooo tired and shagged from school...&lt;br /&gt;I had training on tuesday and thursday..&lt;br /&gt;watched soccer on both wednesday morning and thursday morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this cool video...&lt;br /&gt;Memories of counter strike flashes back in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VxjiCyE2gd0&amp;feature=Favorites&amp;amp;page=1&amp;t=t&amp;amp;f=b"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VxjiCyE2gd0&amp;feature=Favorites&amp;amp;page=1&amp;t=t&amp;amp;f=b&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal beat Real Madrid 1-0&lt;br /&gt;Fucking amazing game..&lt;br /&gt;They have my vote to go all the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona beat Chelsea 3-2&lt;br /&gt;Just one word to describe Ronaldinho..&lt;br /&gt;Wizardy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manchester United might not be involved in this year's&lt;br /&gt;knock out stage..&lt;br /&gt;We'll be back next year..&lt;br /&gt;Stronger..&lt;br /&gt;Faster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool went out sadly..&lt;br /&gt;They really need a world class striker..&lt;br /&gt;Fowler is god no more..&lt;br /&gt;Cisse seems to always cease fire in front of goal&lt;br /&gt;Morientes is more interested in his salsa dance&lt;br /&gt;Crouch?&lt;br /&gt;BIG FUCKING FLOP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Tottenham's strikers score more goals than Livepool's..&lt;br /&gt;Wake up Liverpool..&lt;br /&gt;or shall i say Liverfoolsssss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out with the guys plus sheena and laurie&lt;br /&gt;We're planning a chalet during a block leave..&lt;br /&gt;Not for many though..&lt;br /&gt;just for our close friends..&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will upload the music video done by&lt;br /&gt;the bintan brothers+Dorence in my blog soon..&lt;br /&gt;By far the self created video that will put off..&lt;br /&gt;Tammy leong's video..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MADE  IN  NYP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Mira is the sweetest being on earth..&lt;br /&gt;She is the kinda person who will always be there for her frens and family..&lt;br /&gt;How she will listen to her girlfriend in times of desperation..&lt;br /&gt;How she Layans her bro even when she isnt interested..&lt;br /&gt;How she always make me smile with her slowness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single time i'm with her..&lt;br /&gt;time flies as quickly as the hare..&lt;br /&gt;And butterflies fills my stomach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes is just gorgeous..&lt;br /&gt;After she got the lenses of course..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has that natural beauty other girls crave for..&lt;br /&gt;That attitude and character that will make guys fall in love with her..&lt;br /&gt;I'm meeting her on Saturday, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;I'll bring her to the most romantic place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will treasure YOU for as long as i will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only girl that will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Put a smile on my face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime she talks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114195497497409457?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114195497497409457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114195497497409457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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romantic novel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to be the one thats always putting a smile on my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not one guy is the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114162981380451864?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114162981380451864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114162981380451864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114162981380451864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114162981380451864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/03/rose-fondue-boat-ride-conversation.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114077234137536170</id><published>2006-02-24T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T17:12:21.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been spending TONS of dollars on food lately...&lt;br /&gt;Like this morning...&lt;br /&gt;Had Nasi lemak from the north canteen...&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was a date with mcdonalds. McSpicy was sooo beautiful today..&lt;br /&gt;fries was damn sexy when i dipped her in tht curry sauce..&lt;br /&gt;Jemput-jemput pisang asked me out for teabreak..&lt;br /&gt;i said yes without any hesitations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I asked her out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And she said yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's see what's in store...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114077234137536170?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114077234137536170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114077234137536170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114077234137536170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114077234137536170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/02/ive-been-spending-tons-of-dollars-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114057503540564705</id><published>2006-02-22T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T10:23:55.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Great day isnt it ladies?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sun's shining&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The bird's chirping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What exactly can i do for you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRC is a total slacking place...&lt;br /&gt;My groups gonna do a survey to find out abt the ppls perceptions&lt;br /&gt;on the idol based competitions..&lt;br /&gt;mainly focusing on the channel u "super___" series..&lt;br /&gt;Campus superstar&lt;br /&gt;Superstar&lt;br /&gt;Superhost&lt;br /&gt;Superband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look here..there are 4 different super series..&lt;br /&gt;What is the point...&lt;br /&gt;20 contestants...&lt;br /&gt;only 20% are qualifed to be in the finals..&lt;br /&gt;The rests are all really terok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not USA or even freakin Malaysia..&lt;br /&gt;Singapore...&lt;br /&gt;Population of singapore is 4 million plus..&lt;br /&gt;we don have much talent believe me...&lt;br /&gt;as in talent in singing..&lt;br /&gt;look at singapore idols for goodness's sakes..&lt;br /&gt;only 1 or 2 can sing..&lt;br /&gt;the others are there not because of their singing capabilities but..&lt;br /&gt;because they are cute or pretty,,&lt;br /&gt;laymans term...&lt;br /&gt;candy eyes to the girls or the boys..&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it..&lt;br /&gt;none of the female were really that beutiful..&lt;br /&gt;thats not the point here right?&lt;br /&gt;i'm straying already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...&lt;br /&gt;tooooo many of these idol based competitions...&lt;br /&gt;will not boost the veiwers ratings..&lt;br /&gt;based on the survey that we did..&lt;br /&gt;it will turn them off..&lt;br /&gt;thus, losing its significance..&lt;br /&gt;it is no longer a special competition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined Superstar,&lt;br /&gt;Rejected?&lt;br /&gt;Join Superhost,&lt;br /&gt;Cant host?,&lt;br /&gt;Form a band and join Superband,&lt;br /&gt;Cant perform also?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe do stupid stuffs like david lim..&lt;br /&gt;maybe that will get you recognised..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the significance of the competitions?&lt;br /&gt;Let's stick to what we do best..&lt;br /&gt;Being kiasu..&lt;br /&gt;And chasing our 5C's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A link to show you how 'good' the contestants for the campus superstart is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.campussuperstar.com.sg/videos.htm"&gt;http://www.campussuperstar.com.sg/videos.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look like ah pek's and the girl's voice really sound very very bad..&lt;br /&gt;There were a few respondants who said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qamarul: So why exactly do you watch these shows if you say it is not nice?&lt;br /&gt;Respondant: I watch to humour myself. They can really be a joke sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still gonna be popular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judges,&lt;br /&gt;1)What do you have in ur CV that make u think u can judge others if they sound bad or good?&lt;br /&gt;2)Don't immitate the American Idol judges..they are of different class&lt;br /&gt;3)Please please have your own stle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the contestants,&lt;br /&gt;if you're contesting in the finals of any idol based competitions,&lt;br /&gt;please please give your best,&lt;br /&gt;Don't do it because of popularity,&lt;br /&gt;Do it because you want it..&lt;br /&gt;cos really from the viewer's eyes..&lt;br /&gt;we know if you really want it or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what it feels like to be popular..&lt;br /&gt;been there..&lt;br /&gt;but it will die out eventually..&lt;br /&gt;The flipside of being popular?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows what you're doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emceed dozens of events for NYP,&lt;br /&gt;More prominently the orientation for freshmen,&lt;br /&gt;They wanna take picture with you,&lt;br /&gt;They wanna be your friend,&lt;br /&gt;They invite you to their parties,&lt;br /&gt;They crowd around you in the party,&lt;br /&gt;They think you're the heartbeat of the party,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ONE mistake,&lt;br /&gt;Bam..&lt;br /&gt;Everything goes..&lt;br /&gt;of cos tht BAM didnt happen to me&lt;br /&gt;You date a girl,&lt;br /&gt;BAM! They know..&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly EVERYONE knows,&lt;br /&gt;Scared the shit of the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Possible Scenario&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl1: Eh girlfriend, what do you think of this guy ah?&lt;br /&gt;Girl2:This guy tooo much publicity. No good for relationship. Besides he's not that good looking.&lt;br /&gt;Girl1:But why?&lt;br /&gt;Girl2:Let's say you quarrel, everyone knows. And when i say everyone knows, i really mean it. Cos you see i am a girl. We all have our sources to this things.&lt;br /&gt;Girl1: Yeah la. true man!&lt;br /&gt;Girl2: if it was me, i will definitely go for a low profile relationship. Less kecoh.&lt;br /&gt;Girl1: Ok than. Thanks girlfriend!!! I'l tell him that we are better of being friends..&lt;br /&gt;Girl2: yeah good..eh look at that girl with the big hair.. Her shirt totally dont match her skirt.&lt;br /&gt;Together: TOTALLY.... *swings hair left and right*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*qamarul is totally not believing what he just typed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;i promised sheena i will remove her picture..&lt;br /&gt;i will ok?&lt;br /&gt;later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira's having her exam..&lt;br /&gt;good luck to you =)&lt;br /&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to arsenal btw..&lt;br /&gt;for kicking real madrid's ass 1-0 this morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should i ask you out again..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i know that your heart is set on someone else?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i donno..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114057503540564705?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114057503540564705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114057503540564705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114057503540564705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114057503540564705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/02/great-day-isnt-it-ladies-suns-shining.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-114010028580603178</id><published>2006-02-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T22:39:19.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here you are guys my pictures from my birthday the other day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/P1060345.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/P1060345.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the beautiful cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/P1060349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/P1060349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isnt he dashing?&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/P1060351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/P1060351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That did not happen...&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how to cut the cake nicely..&lt;br /&gt;And the decor was spoilt..&lt;br /&gt;Priceless look..&lt;br /&gt;DOOUUHHH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/P1060354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/P1060354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had to take candles from the cake with my mouth..&lt;br /&gt;Not a problem..&lt;br /&gt;Been there...&lt;br /&gt;Did more...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/P1060361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/P1060361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First group pic was with my Bintan Brothers..&lt;br /&gt;They're the best..&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to give the 21 sign..&lt;br /&gt;turns out to be 12..&lt;br /&gt;oh what the hell..&lt;br /&gt;is the same right?&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/P1060365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/P1060365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Left? Girl..&lt;br /&gt;Right? Girl..&lt;br /&gt;Back? Girl..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Lucky jerk...&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my closest buddies...&lt;br /&gt;love you girls..&lt;br /&gt;and guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/P1060369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/P1060369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My other bros..&lt;br /&gt;We danced wickedly on the platform that night..&lt;br /&gt;WICKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/P1060372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/P1060372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone got their share of the cake..&lt;br /&gt;and all left me alone for the dance floor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/P1060371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/P1060371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ma ladies...&lt;br /&gt;You're a stupid fuck to break it off with her...&lt;br /&gt;are you gonna regret now?&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/P1060377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/P1060377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only person with the jap twist sign..&lt;br /&gt;i thought it looked nice..ahem&lt;br /&gt;ok act cute u all say?&lt;br /&gt;I am already..&lt;br /&gt;don have to act..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/P1060381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/P1060381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sheena..&lt;br /&gt;Candid pic ey..&lt;br /&gt;she's planning her dance moves for&lt;br /&gt;the boogey down later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/P1060386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/P1060386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and muqsit with...&lt;br /&gt;Whos tht girl..&lt;br /&gt;lalaalalalalalalalalal&lt;br /&gt;whos tht girl..&lt;br /&gt;la la la la ala la al a&lt;br /&gt;Merlisa...&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;Aight..&lt;br /&gt;so thts abt it..&lt;br /&gt;i've got dozens more but it will take me ages to upload everything..&lt;br /&gt;and no i'm not a genius like some of you who have photobucket or whatever..&lt;br /&gt;it was wicked la..put it tht way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the movie entitled Elfie the yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;It was a damn good show..&lt;br /&gt;for guys who are still players aka casanovas..&lt;br /&gt;this show will open your eyes..&lt;br /&gt;life is not about all girls or ...guys..&lt;br /&gt;if there are gay casanovas out there..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;it is an all rounded thing..&lt;br /&gt;you feel good..&lt;br /&gt;having many girls around you..&lt;br /&gt;but you don get the love tht many have dreamed of..&lt;br /&gt;no love..&lt;br /&gt;just physical intimation/attraction..&lt;br /&gt;love is not about looks..&lt;br /&gt;its about the heart..&lt;br /&gt;you can have 20 girls..&lt;br /&gt;but not 1 can give you the satisfaction of love that a girl&lt;br /&gt;might be able to give you..&lt;br /&gt;I'm past that day where peeps call me player and all..&lt;br /&gt;its time to open my eyes and notice a girl...&lt;br /&gt;i already did..&lt;br /&gt;just have to take it slowly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;trust me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i say i love you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it means i really do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not many girls get to hear tht frm..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Qamarul&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Is still kicking ass la ..&lt;br /&gt;not dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will You Walk That Road With Me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-114010028580603178?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/114010028580603178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=114010028580603178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114010028580603178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/114010028580603178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/02/here-you-are-guys-my-pictures-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-113991995532614683</id><published>2006-02-14T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:25:55.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stuck at home..&lt;br /&gt;Bugged with flu..&lt;br /&gt;Coughing like a dog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polyclinics are sucs a pain..&lt;br /&gt;You're sick and you actually have to wait..&lt;br /&gt;A freakin 2hr 30 mins such to see the doc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this indian lady who was the cashier..&lt;br /&gt;She charged me at a child's rate..&lt;br /&gt;And she made me wait fer 10 mins..&lt;br /&gt;She didnt even bother to say sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna officially thank all that came to my party..&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and list all the names out..&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry of i missed anyone out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Merlisa&lt;br /&gt;2) Johanna&lt;br /&gt;3) Michelle&lt;br /&gt;4) Joseph&lt;br /&gt;5) Meng Boon&lt;br /&gt;6) Joanne&lt;br /&gt;7) Dinish&lt;br /&gt;8) Jin Siong&lt;br /&gt;9) Muqsit&lt;br /&gt;10) Kenny&lt;br /&gt;11) Benny&lt;br /&gt;12) Ameer&lt;br /&gt;13) Chin Yong&lt;br /&gt;14) Sheena&lt;br /&gt;15) Dorence&lt;br /&gt;16) Jun Sheng&lt;br /&gt;17) Shuang Er and Company&lt;br /&gt;18) Steven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;For the presents and the lovely cake..&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to merlisa, johanna, kenny and michelle fer the lovely cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best present i got are the wishes from my family..&lt;br /&gt;Second best..&lt;br /&gt;Middlesbrough beating chelsea 3-0&lt;br /&gt;3rd best..&lt;br /&gt;the date tht wil soon come...&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/11693299-113991995532614683?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/113991995532614683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=113991995532614683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113991995532614683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113991995532614683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/02/stuck-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-113954452693801658</id><published>2006-02-07T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T12:30:27.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on sdmc today..&lt;br /&gt;which actually maens self declared mc..&lt;br /&gt;supervisor chow..&lt;br /&gt;i also chow laaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope is just a word...&lt;br /&gt;a word that actually gives you that believe that you'll&lt;br /&gt;make it..&lt;br /&gt;but in actual fact...&lt;br /&gt;it dosent..&lt;br /&gt;so why hope?&lt;br /&gt;when the right word to replace hope is miracle..&lt;br /&gt;cos hope..&lt;br /&gt;is just a word created to give u hope...&lt;br /&gt;hope hope hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i use to have that touch...&lt;br /&gt;where it'll make a girl melt..&lt;br /&gt;it used to be easy for me...&lt;br /&gt;i guess i've lost it...&lt;br /&gt;maybe after that woeful rejection..&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared of making another move sia!&lt;br /&gt;beats the hell out of me...&lt;br /&gt;i've to move on..&lt;br /&gt;i've to pick myself up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shish when was the last time i was in a relationship ah?&lt;br /&gt;been ages...&lt;br /&gt;and the reason was because i cant settle down..&lt;br /&gt;flirting, player..as girls call it..&lt;br /&gt;farking hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dated many...&lt;br /&gt;Spent tons...&lt;br /&gt;its time 'someone focus on one'&lt;br /&gt;arrghghhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad and his partner are summoned to new york by the end of this month&lt;br /&gt;to sign a contract with e biggest bank there...&lt;br /&gt;i'll pray hard there wont be any glitches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big bucks cumin my way...&lt;br /&gt;soon it will be the car that i dream of in months...&lt;br /&gt;BMW 1 series...&lt;br /&gt;or maybe&lt;br /&gt;Mercedes CLK?&lt;br /&gt;ahahah&lt;br /&gt;i WANT to drive a convertible before i end my poly life...&lt;br /&gt;a bachelor HAS to own a convert once in his lifetime man..&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/CLKconvertible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="162" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/CLKconvertible.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'ll show u a pic of it and you'll understand what i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool shit huh?&lt;br /&gt;change the rims to a 19 inch..&lt;br /&gt;holy shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine me and the lucky girl..&lt;br /&gt;whizzing ard orchard road...&lt;br /&gt;woohooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/doc-344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/doc-344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a preview&lt;br /&gt;if we were driving&lt;br /&gt;along a beach&lt;br /&gt;say east coast?&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know she told me she liked a beetle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/sale2361a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="147" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/sale2361a.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this pic is fer you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna drive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i enjoed my time with u yesterday =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-113954452693801658?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/113954452693801658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=113954452693801658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counter strike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love tep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is my birthday and i am soooo looking forward to it cos my granny will&lt;br /&gt;definitely cook her nasi ayam...its her speciality...&lt;br /&gt;and i love her nasi ayam..i can eat up to 5 rounds man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my friends who will be celebrating my birthday with me tml...&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna thank you all fer bein my friends...&lt;br /&gt;i heart you...&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahhaahha&lt;br /&gt;tht is so girly girl girl...&lt;br /&gt;i always see tht in a girls blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heart you..&lt;br /&gt;whats the deal with tht man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went out with mira today fer a movie..&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet at 5..and than was changed to 530..&lt;br /&gt;and finally she arrived at 6...&lt;br /&gt;was expecting tht already =)&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to watch cheaper by the dozen2..&lt;br /&gt;but the last screening was at 5 tht day..&lt;br /&gt;so we watched fun with dick and jane instead..&lt;br /&gt;the movie was aight la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed to KFC for our light meal..&lt;br /&gt;nobody wants to be bloated on a date yeah?&lt;br /&gt;i showed her some magic with my cards..&lt;br /&gt;and hell she was impressed..&lt;br /&gt;and she thought i was satanic..&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL i showed her the tricks..&lt;br /&gt;and she was angry at herself fer being fooled =)&lt;br /&gt;ur meant to be fooled when someone performs magic on you sweets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked her home after tht...&lt;br /&gt;in the bus i gave her the wooden keychain with her name engraved on it..&lt;br /&gt;but still she looke a bit stoned..&lt;br /&gt;why ah?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i walked her to her void deck..&lt;br /&gt;well i wanted to give her a hug..&lt;br /&gt;but she was off like a lightning..&lt;br /&gt;ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless..&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed my night with Mira..&lt;br /&gt;a very nice, sweet and quiet person...&lt;br /&gt;but hey, so long as she can engage in a healthy conversation with me...&lt;br /&gt;i'd love to take her out again...&lt;br /&gt;unless she don wanna..&lt;br /&gt;until than...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn dideley doo...&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it starts to irritate me when u become who ur not...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it starts to fill my body with anger when u start pretending..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but above all...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if u fark ard with me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'ma gonna deal with u myself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;angry at myself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-113950132459050024?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-113932292036677033</id><published>2006-02-07T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:35:20.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bintan was brilliant...&lt;br /&gt;but it was also tiring...&lt;br /&gt;it helps me picck up the pieces that was left untouched...&lt;br /&gt;to pick up the casanova skill back aint easy...&lt;br /&gt;after a woeful rejection...&lt;br /&gt;right at the face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna settle down...&lt;br /&gt;Be with someone tht i love...&lt;br /&gt;Spend time with her..&lt;br /&gt;Cherish her...&lt;br /&gt;Cos gosh...hell it is tiring when u play ard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll put up the pics of bintan in a week or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw..&lt;br /&gt;birthday bash at chinablack...&lt;br /&gt;my friend booked the whole place for Republic polys party...&lt;br /&gt;only invited guests are invited...&lt;br /&gt;even the vip's were shut out...&lt;br /&gt;10 feb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U beautiful thing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-113932292036677033?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/113932292036677033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=113932292036677033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113932292036677033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113932292036677033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/02/bintan-was-brilliant.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-113716090357716040</id><published>2006-01-13T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T22:01:43.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will be going Bintan...&lt;br /&gt;I will be starting my clown work again soon...&lt;br /&gt;I will have to start doing the SBM Club stuffs by the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;I will waiting for the durians too fall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this particular cute cute CUTE girl who was humming this&lt;br /&gt;song from Ryan Cabrera...&lt;br /&gt;True..&lt;br /&gt;goodness and all my buds know that when U hum a song..&lt;br /&gt;the tune will get stuck to my head...&lt;br /&gt;and so i downloaded the song from my 'friend'&lt;br /&gt;and until i saw the lyrics i thought the song was kinda mushy..&lt;br /&gt;turns out th it has quite a meaning yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE LYRICS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't talk&lt;br /&gt;I won't breathe&lt;br /&gt;I won't move till you finally see&lt;br /&gt;That you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;You might think I don't look&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside the corner of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm attatched to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm afraid to know the answer&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart keeps falling faster&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk into the &lt;a onmouseover="window.status = 'goto: room';return 1" onmouseout="window.status=''" href="http://broskt.com/index2.php?v4&amp;v0=52&amp;amp;go=room&amp;url1=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.lyricsbox.com%2Fryan-cabrera-lyrics-true-wjn1vn2.html&amp;amp;pin=10001"&gt;room&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to move&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm just scared to know the ending&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know you met me?&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;I know when I go&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my way to you&lt;br /&gt;The way that's true&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing some emceeing for the open house again..&lt;br /&gt;weeEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to linda for her appointment as the Ambassadorial Team President..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damien Lee say I look good in my formal attire.&lt;br /&gt;Gay?&lt;br /&gt;Naaaaahh&lt;br /&gt;I totally agree with what he said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHHHhhhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-113716090357716040?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/113716090357716040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=113716090357716040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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effort and loads of imagination!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wala!&lt;br /&gt;Did it in 45 mins....&lt;br /&gt;BUT the design is simple...&lt;br /&gt;yet, it shows class and uniqueness...&lt;br /&gt;different from the past few years' design...&lt;br /&gt; I'll link it up later yeah and...&lt;br /&gt;DON TELL ME WAT U THINK BOUT IT&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Soccer at St. Wilfred's&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with "muahahah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry darl, i aint gonna send you home tml..&lt;br /&gt;Read it properly yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT&lt;br /&gt;soccer is on TV tml..&lt;br /&gt;i'll make it up to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Soccer at NTU&lt;br /&gt;Damn!!&lt;br /&gt;work starts at 12&lt;br /&gt;wohooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the cash register...&lt;br /&gt;and yes..&lt;br /&gt;i AM gonna get a second part time job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing fer the Bintan trip with the 3 guys&lt;br /&gt;ALL GUY holiday..&lt;br /&gt;imagine the fun...&lt;br /&gt;just imagine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has to move on despite one's absence..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-113654936066375162?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/113654936066375162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=113654936066375162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113654936066375162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113654936066375162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2006/01/packing-my-stuff-for-midnight-soccer.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-113568471014352051</id><published>2005-12-27T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T20:00:52.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can never forget this stage of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning wake up: 0700&lt;br /&gt;Leave home: 0730&lt;br /&gt;Reach school: 0829&lt;br /&gt;Sign in: 0830&lt;br /&gt;Heavy breakfast with the guys:0835-0930&lt;br /&gt;Counterstrike/CrazyTaxi/Command&amp;amp;Conquer:0935-1530&lt;br /&gt;Talking cock: 1531-1800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat more can i ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just bought the adidas boots fer $120...&lt;br /&gt;Thx ah Jeff fer koyak-ing my boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fer Beautiful United FC...&lt;br /&gt;9 goals in 6 games...&lt;br /&gt;Ruud Van Nistelrooy will be proud of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just date a NORMAL girl?&lt;br /&gt;Why do YOU have to talk bout the same thing over and over?&lt;br /&gt;LIKE practically over and over and over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS...&lt;br /&gt;They're so boring...&lt;br /&gt;But you cant live without them...&lt;br /&gt;Cos they are the spize in our lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girlsgirlsgirlsgirlsgirlsgirlsgirlsgirlsgirlsgirlsgirlsgirlsgirlsgirlsgirls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-113568471014352051?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/113568471014352051/comments/default' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/zouk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/400/zouk3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOUK was aight only man...&lt;br /&gt;Headache man there...&lt;br /&gt;Trance is just not mine la...&lt;br /&gt;But theres one thing thts great bout it..&lt;br /&gt;The peeps and the Layout is nice..&lt;br /&gt;Superb&lt;br /&gt;Phuture?&lt;br /&gt;FUCKIN pack man...&lt;br /&gt;like fucking pack....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show you some pics aight...&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING PACKED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/zouk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="100" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/zouk.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really clear la..but you get the idea&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/zouk4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="151" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/400/zouk4.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babes..cant stop lovin them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to chill out till the next morning with muq and joyce..&lt;br /&gt;Talk bout everything we know..&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 7 in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;than left at 730 for kallang...&lt;br /&gt;had a soccer match against the koreans..&lt;br /&gt;they lost 2-1...&lt;br /&gt;no match for us la...&lt;br /&gt;finally a group of people who feels proud to represent&lt;br /&gt;the amateur footballers of singapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring it on boys....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-113508208170433890?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/113508208170433890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=113508208170433890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113508208170433890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113508208170433890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2005/12/zouk-was-aight-only-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-113292974078773195</id><published>2005-11-25T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T22:42:20.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Obviously there is a problem with everyone...&lt;br /&gt;Every blog i go to...&lt;br /&gt;Every (well almost all) entry is about problems...&lt;br /&gt;Sad...&lt;br /&gt;People are too focused on their problems and the sad stuff..&lt;br /&gt;They FORGET the good things life have showered them with...&lt;br /&gt;Peeps...&lt;br /&gt;Stop complaining..&lt;br /&gt;Start Cherishing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supervisor is a bitch..&lt;br /&gt;total paon in the ass man!&lt;br /&gt;She is the worst kinda supervisor you will wanna meet in ur stopover..&lt;br /&gt;make things short...&lt;br /&gt;The Supervisor from hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant she just be nice like the others..&lt;br /&gt;she forgot something yeah?&lt;br /&gt;When you love us..&lt;br /&gt;we will love you too..&lt;br /&gt;damned~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the open house was super dooper shiok man!&lt;br /&gt;had my close friends over for some food and just chilled...&lt;br /&gt;soooooOOOooo sorry to the ones i forgot to call...&lt;br /&gt;my bet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few days has been chaotic heh.. but had sooo much fun with the cast and crew..&lt;br /&gt;as usual...yours truly is the assistant stage manager..&lt;br /&gt;received a silver award for CONTRIBUTIONS TO NYP-SBM..&lt;br /&gt;life cannot be better...&lt;br /&gt;circle of friends are growing dawg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank to all who were involved in the play..&lt;br /&gt;esp the Make up artist peeps for being there in such short notice..&lt;br /&gt;don forget to pass me the receipt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell theres something wrong with my tagboard..&lt;br /&gt;i donno why..&lt;br /&gt;so tea...i know you miss me..wait..you missed me by half an hour...&lt;br /&gt;so tht means you came by ur dads place after ur raya-ing!&lt;br /&gt;tell you what..ur dads osim chair is SUPERB! the butt also it massage...&lt;br /&gt;feel so damn light after tht...&lt;br /&gt;btw..go get ur car already..skali tau tau the mechanic is taking it fer a spin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just won $95...&lt;br /&gt;don ask me why..&lt;br /&gt;i have my way...&lt;br /&gt;and NOOOOOO..&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go to changi...&lt;br /&gt;sick perverts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;Deja vu?&lt;br /&gt;hell no..&lt;br /&gt;can someone get the street soccer guys to replace the current singapore players...&lt;br /&gt;they have no passion...no drive..nor determination.&lt;br /&gt;than why the fuck where the jersey tht has our flag on it..&lt;br /&gt;play fer batam also they don want...&lt;br /&gt;wat we need is a bunch of players who will give 120% in every match..&lt;br /&gt;hell..&lt;br /&gt;make them sing the national anthem before every training...&lt;br /&gt;with the blonde hair and all..&lt;br /&gt;i might have this gut feeling...&lt;br /&gt;they think they are the england U-21...&lt;br /&gt;fuck la!&lt;br /&gt;agu? ashrin?&lt;br /&gt;you left ur boots in singapore?&lt;br /&gt;*SHOUTS*&lt;br /&gt;*EH CECILIA...GET THESE BUGGERS THEIR BOOTS*&lt;br /&gt;*GO PHILLIPINES AND GIVE IT TO THEM*&lt;br /&gt;*IF GOT TIME..MEET UR PARENTS..PASS THEM THE MONEY*&lt;br /&gt;*GO SWEEP THE FLOOR FIRST*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please...&lt;br /&gt;this might be the only reason why i am ashame of being singaporean...&lt;br /&gt;there is no loyalty to the country...&lt;br /&gt;go phillipines bang pilipino prostitutes ah?&lt;br /&gt;than 5 metres out also cannot score..&lt;br /&gt;cheh...no wonder la..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes after i wank also i cant score frm close range..&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the club...&lt;br /&gt;start scoring..&lt;br /&gt;or get urselves ready to face the music..&lt;br /&gt;tht sounds like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*!&amp;#^(^(!*^$(!*#^$(&amp;amp;#^&amp;#*(&lt;a href="mailto:%@*#&amp;amp;$%@*^$"&gt;%@*#&amp;$%@*^$&lt;/a&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:*&amp;amp;@#%^*@&amp;#%^*@#&amp;amp;%^@*&amp;#%@*#&amp;amp;$%"&gt;*&amp;@#%^*@&amp;amp;#%^*@#&amp;%^@*&amp;amp;#%@*#&amp;$%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^%&amp;amp;^%*(%&amp;^%&lt;br /&gt;$@#!#@!)(*&amp;amp;(&lt;a href="mailto:^&amp;^$%$@$"&gt;^&amp;amp;^$%$@$&lt;/a&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="mailto:*^%$##@$#@$"&gt;*^%$##@$#@$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;^$&amp;amp;%$%^$#*^%$&amp;%^$(FUYTV&amp;amp;F%SV^RD&amp;^$D^($(D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers lads...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-113292974078773195?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/113292974078773195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=113292974078773195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113292974078773195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113292974078773195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2005/11/obviously-there-is-problem-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-113201981437099843</id><published>2005-11-15T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T09:56:54.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friday is, all my friends are invited to my house for hari raya!&lt;br /&gt;Starts after 6 heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimme a call if you wanna cum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so!&lt;br /&gt;Meeting with Director of School of business management today at 4..&lt;br /&gt;All geared up for the intensive discussion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stopover is damn fun! The peeps here are just so cool. We can just talk bout all the shit god knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max is the soccer guy&lt;br /&gt;Hani is the princess type&lt;br /&gt;Zizi is the exegerating shit machine&lt;br /&gt;Gupreet is the most helpful person&lt;br /&gt;Josephine is the coolest person to just talk crap&lt;br /&gt;Cindy is Miss gullible&lt;br /&gt;Christina is the kan chiong girl&lt;br /&gt;Ah xiong is the big fat joker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who cant forget..&lt;br /&gt;the bengap...&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU BITCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just pure slacking la!&lt;br /&gt;Check in..&lt;br /&gt;play games..&lt;br /&gt;watch movies..&lt;br /&gt;good breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;good company..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to soccer ah...&lt;br /&gt;Ballack!!!&lt;br /&gt;PLease god..make him wanna join manchester united..&lt;br /&gt;Him and smith in the middle of the park is just any fan's dream of entertaining football..&lt;br /&gt;And Rio Ferdinand SHOULD be axed from the england team. After his lacklustre performance for united..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England will NEVER win the world cup with their ultra boring type of football..&lt;br /&gt;Ledley king in a defensive midfield position?&lt;br /&gt;Wat are you thinking Sven?&lt;br /&gt;Didnt he notice ALAN SMITH'S performance against chelsea?&lt;br /&gt;it was flawless..&lt;br /&gt;goodness sakes..KING IS A CENTRAL DEFENDER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ALL know who's gonna win the world cup..&lt;br /&gt;BRAZIL?&lt;br /&gt;obviously...&lt;br /&gt;england?&lt;br /&gt;muahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;don make me laugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-113201981437099843?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/113201981437099843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=113201981437099843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113201981437099843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113201981437099843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2005/11/eh-peeps-this-friday-is-all-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-113159665941398602</id><published>2005-11-10T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T12:24:19.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When are we gonna do it ah?&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-113159665941398602?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/113159665941398602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=113159665941398602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113159665941398602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113159665941398602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2005/11/when-are-we-gonna-do-it-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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tht i could ever want.............&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-113066746373736429?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/113066746373736429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=113066746373736429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113066746373736429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/113066746373736429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-seriously-need-to-go-for-break.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-112982468384995277</id><published>2005-10-21T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T00:11:23.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to school blues!&lt;br /&gt;Tep is great!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to worry about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the School of Business Management Club's election..&lt;br /&gt;And yes..&lt;br /&gt;thank god, i got the position i wanted!&lt;br /&gt;Head of Publicity Coordinator...&lt;br /&gt;WoooHoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...The rise of An EVIL...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/IMG_0546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/IMG_0546.jpg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-112982468384995277?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/112982468384995277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=112982468384995277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/112982468384995277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11693299/posts/default/112982468384995277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-to-school-blues-tep-is-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Clowns</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11693299.post-112831274340947571</id><published>2005-10-03T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T12:12:23.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me fill u in on something tht has really caught my attention from Disney Channel...&lt;br /&gt;She is superbly beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;Elegant..&lt;br /&gt;funnyy..&lt;br /&gt;most importantly she has a kind heart..&lt;br /&gt;right...&lt;br /&gt;seriously most importantly..&lt;br /&gt;she is damn cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen...&lt;br /&gt;Presenting...&lt;br /&gt;Brenda Song&lt;br /&gt;Age:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brendasongsite.com/index.htm"&gt;http://www.brendasongsite.com/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i have a crush on her...&lt;br /&gt;so will you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/brenda%20song.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/brenda%20song.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/incredpreg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/incredpreg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/untitled3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/ed19_brenda-black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/ed19_brenda-black.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/1600/ed19_brenda-ny1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2428/959/320/ed19_brenda-ny1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;one of my dream girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: Tea..hiding frm me ah? hahahahha Jus giving you more time&lt;br /&gt;to mentally prepare urself for the match&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11693299-112831274340947571?l=qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qamarulyaqinisaclown.blogspot.com/feeds/112831274340947571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11693299&amp;postID=112831274340947571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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