<?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-7864195089251169345</id><updated>2012-01-31T01:45:37.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rhetoric</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-8340924581351937223</id><published>2011-12-31T04:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T04:28:54.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffocate And Gasping For an Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What's life? For me, the best definition for a life is a disaster, a one living hell and turning a human into a living corpse. People often said that life has its ups and downs. From the viewed of my own perception, it slowly killing people and always at the point of bringing people down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Its 31st of december today and I'm gonna start a new chapter starting tomorrow and honestly speaking, I'm not looking forward for a celebration. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;Every day I spend pondering about things that have to do with life. Most all of them make me feel helpless. It seems like there is no universal answers out there and people agree and disagree on every single topic. Here's some examples. Why is there something instead of nothingness, why must we have so much of god test, is life really what it seems. From here I try to look up stuff to help me out with questions like these and it just makes it worse. It seems like all philosophical questions have no answer's to them. Stuff like solipsism and nihilism really scare me. New philosophical things always pop up into my head everyday for me to worry about. I feel like I'm losing my mind over these things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-8340924581351937223?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/8340924581351937223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=8340924581351937223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/8340924581351937223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/8340924581351937223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2011/12/suffocate-and-gasping-for-air.html' title='Suffocate And Gasping For an Air'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-7772136371957619898</id><published>2011-07-09T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T18:24:23.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Million Miles Apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xa0J0P0q2Y/ThgnHzNKG5I/AAAAAAAAARw/FiINXdY-468/s400/_MG_3679.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627290749357398930" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#CC33CC"&gt;Sunday- 9th July 2011 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:#CC33CC"&gt;Time : 12.15pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); "&gt;Thousand miles away... Thank you masterskills =) I appreciated you for sending my friend away to Beaufort, Sabah for practical where I doubt that its the best decision to do so. I wonder what am I suppose to do on every weekends now... Things and routine has changed for the worst but I will always pray for your success and  wellness. I see you soon in sabah =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-7772136371957619898?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/7772136371957619898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=7772136371957619898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/7772136371957619898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/7772136371957619898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2011/07/million-miles-apart.html' title='Million Miles Apart'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xa0J0P0q2Y/ThgnHzNKG5I/AAAAAAAAARw/FiINXdY-468/s72-c/_MG_3679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-8623320790097280184</id><published>2011-06-09T23:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T01:23:29.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fade To Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:yellow"&gt;I cry for the first time that you were almost mine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:yellow"&gt;I cry for the memories I've left behind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:yellow"&gt;I cry for the pain, the lost, the old and the new, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:yellow"&gt;I cry for the times I thought I had you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;What else could you take away from me when I gave you everything that you ever wanted. Nothing seems so right when I'm with you. There's a laugh but behind it I believe you didn't see it was just a tears. Call me a hypocrite, I did that because I hate seeing you hurt or sad. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;I still remember the day I know you through my friends. It was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;February 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt; your birthday and I wished you. I remember how you look like, your hair was short, you were thin and you have pimples that you hate most. That was years ago. Was it stone age? I can't recall. I met you for the 1st time on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;april 11th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. You were wearing a white sweater with black jeans and flip flops. I remember the time I was thinking that you dyed your hair because it look sticky and its so black. Sadly, I was wronged. You were wearing some kind of a hair moisturiser. We went to curve on our 1st date. We had a long talk, a long walk looking for datin sri's coffee table, a gossip at nando's and i laughed so hard till my contact lens went up. It was stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;The day I met you was the day I intro you to my cousin and her boyfriend. We went straight to Rasta for shisha and you vomited because it was your 1st time and my mistake for not taking you for a dinner. You were blushing and that was the time I realize you are cute, adorable and my type. As the time past, an hour feels like a minute, I enjoyed every single nano seconds with you. We decided to hang out at thai club. How crazy. The day we had our 1st date was the day we decided for a clubbing. That was the very 1st time I hold your hand, we dance together and I hugged you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;I'm starting to ran out of ideas on how or what to write. Tears is falling. The memories we had, things we went through is priceless and nothing can be compared with. It was about 3.30am and I sent you home. You got practical work at 7.30am and I felt guilty for sending you late. I park my car outside your house so your housemate wont see me, We had a talk, a really nice conversation till 5,45am about you, things you like, things you did and I started to story about myself. That was the time I saw the real you. How sweet, can be annoying at time, a clown and honest. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I always love you and accept you the way you are. At the stage of depression now, I hope you understand and get to know me better. I can't accept the facts I'm about to lose you. All i can say is that i love you with all my heart. Always do and always will. You taught me the true meaning of love,taught me how to smile,and how to be happy again. I just want you to know that my love for you will never fade and I'll fight for you till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-8623320790097280184?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/8623320790097280184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=8623320790097280184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/8623320790097280184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/8623320790097280184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2011/06/fade-to-black_09.html' title='Fade To Black'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-5217075504632623539</id><published>2011-06-09T11:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T14:07:24.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Here to Eternity ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:#FF6666"&gt;Memories fill my head as i look at a picture of us.&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember that day? The day you told me you loved me..&lt;br /&gt;The day you said we'd b together. I should have known it was to good to be true.Cause no one is as good as you. You were perfect.The one everyone wanted. I remember the day you walked like it just happened. You said that you wont do this anymore and I buy every single words you said. Then, you look away and let go of my hand. You didn't care if i was ok or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears fill my eyes and my throat begins to burn.&lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always miss you though you are next to me.&lt;br /&gt;The memories hurt.&lt;br /&gt;But I want to remember everything.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED to remember it.&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:#FF6666"&gt;I always love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.5pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:red"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-5217075504632623539?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/5217075504632623539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=5217075504632623539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/5217075504632623539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/5217075504632623539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2011/06/fade-to-black.html' title='From Here to Eternity ~'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-7543296320436253331</id><published>2011-06-08T11:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T12:50:26.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 11.25pt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:#FFCCCC;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom: .0001pt;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:#FFCCCC"&gt;In my life i have seen the sun shine&lt;br /&gt;In my life i have felt the rain&lt;br /&gt;through the livid through the fire&lt;br /&gt;I have been through all of life's sweet gain&lt;br /&gt;but how do i get to heaven&lt;br /&gt;know that i am only human&lt;br /&gt;how do i reach perfection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is strange&lt;br /&gt;I need a change&lt;br /&gt;a new life a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;tell me what lies waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;a new life a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;I' m ready for my world, my destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:7.5pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:#FFCCCC"&gt;Today is a new day,&lt;br /&gt;If you stay down life will pass you by,&lt;br /&gt;So help yourself get up,&lt;br /&gt;fight the battle and win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:7.5pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:#FFCCCC"&gt;There is a plan, a destiny that awaits you,&lt;br /&gt;Do not question your destiny,&lt;br /&gt;Do not ask questions such as why me?&lt;br /&gt;Accept the path that has been laid in front of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-margin-top-alt:auto;margin-bottom:7.5pt; line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:#FFCCCC"&gt;Do not be afraid,&lt;br /&gt;Take one day at a time,&lt;br /&gt;Be proud of who you are,&lt;br /&gt;Walk with courage and your head up high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt; font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:black"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; color:#FFCCCC;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;Believe in yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Focus on the positive,&lt;br /&gt;For the footsteps imbedded in ground of your new path will become the solid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/s : I found it funny when I able to create shit like this but unable to do anything that is good from injuring myself. Once you are down, never do stupid stuff. Be strong, go out with your friends and find something that can chill your mind.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&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/7864195089251169345-7543296320436253331?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/7543296320436253331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=7543296320436253331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/7543296320436253331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/7543296320436253331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2011/06/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-8725665108207174826</id><published>2011-06-07T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T15:26:16.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ways To Keep A Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet Ms', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;div class="cover" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div class="entry" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;1. LOVE EACH OTHER SINCERELY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2. Don't lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3. Keep communication open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4. When you get hurt, forgive and forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;5. Never talk about break-ups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;6. Never say "it's okay", even when it's not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;7. Forget about "pride".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;8. If you say sorry, mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;9. Don't compare your past, with your present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;10. Give &amp;amp; take process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;11. Don't talk about your ex's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;12. Beware of his/her feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;13. When you had a fight, don't let the day pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;14. Don't be only partners, but best-friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;15. Don't flirt with another guy/girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;16. HAVE FUN, go out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;17. Don't treat their forgiveness like it's expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;18. Don't hide what you're thinking, tell them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;19. Remember; we all make mistakes &amp;amp; have pasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;20. Don't question each others feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;21. Don't take him/her for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;22. Never go to bed angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;23. Don't be afraid to be you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;24. Have time, energy &amp;amp; effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;25. Don't lose yourself in the 'us'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;26. Don't say things you don't mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;27. Little things make big differences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;28. Give each other space, don't be over possessive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/19px 'Trebuchet Ms'; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; clear: both; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-8725665108207174826?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/8725665108207174826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=8725665108207174826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/8725665108207174826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/8725665108207174826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2011/06/ways-to-keep-relationship.html' title='Ways To Keep A Relationship'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-8944642687417657621</id><published>2011-06-07T02:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T12:40:39.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One And A half Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Tahoma, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, sans-serif; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 10px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;I take a look at the time and its almost 3am and I just had a birthday few hours ago. The best thing, unforgettable memories I had in Penang. Spend my days with QeeQee, someone who dearly at my heart. I'm currently sitting under a tree at Lake Garden expressing my feelings on my blog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Tahoma, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, sans-serif; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 10px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Tahoma, 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, sans-serif; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 10px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Qeeqee was a year older than me. You was super short and fun. I liked you alot because we could have fun and talk. I ingat lagi you asked me out a week before 11th April 2011. In the heat of the moment, I said YES. I don’t think I would have regretted it so much…I stupidly waited for you..for one and a half years I've been liking you secretly. Qeeqee and I lived 200miles away from each other but it didn't stopped us from meeting up on every weekends. Friday to sunday, the days when i get to hold your hands and kissed it and makes me smile. My birthday was yesterday and we went to Feringgi and spent 5hours at the beach listening to your laughed, the moment when i silent and smile thinking if I still had a chance to do this again next year with you but I tahu you ingat I bosan and mengantuk. I know I'm not the best for you but I love you sincerely from heart. Its been few weeks asyik gaduh and I cried and i hurt you. I never meant to hurt you but I pray to god that you sincere and honest with me. If my story ends tonight and god takes my life away and he ask for my last wish, I will definitely pray for your change and happiness because I don't mind if I get hurt but not you. My heart can never be repaired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-8944642687417657621?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/8944642687417657621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=8944642687417657621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/8944642687417657621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/8944642687417657621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2011/06/one-and-half-years.html' title='One And A half Years'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-905234448477968835</id><published>2011-02-28T03:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T09:56:46.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little To Live For</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1a507a3dc879ed09" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1a507a3dc879ed09%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330158729%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84BED9FCCA76C9D6F33A3CE0A00CED772944F405.1AEC59049E08FE2AA6E266BDBD24E4C60399C31D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1a507a3dc879ed09%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYJs4ShZmST6uaBirzGkz_lqFbhU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1a507a3dc879ed09%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330158729%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84BED9FCCA76C9D6F33A3CE0A00CED772944F405.1AEC59049E08FE2AA6E266BDBD24E4C60399C31D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1a507a3dc879ed09%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYJs4ShZmST6uaBirzGkz_lqFbhU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://topnews.in/health/files/depression-1_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 500px;" src="http://topnews.in/health/files/depression-1_4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.desktopnexus.com/wallcache/447/447885-1366x768-Minnie-Mickey-In-Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 529px; height: 297px;" src="http://static.desktopnexus.com/wallcache/447/447885-1366x768-Minnie-Mickey-In-Love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.desktopnexus.com/wallcache/447/447885-1366x768-Minnie-Mickey-In-Love.jpg"&gt;depression and happy, are they much different?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I knew I was feeling down but I didn't know I was clinically depression. I grew up with a lot of hate and fear, anger which kept my health always in a negative frame. As I got older the patterns kept coming such as more abuse in many different ways also causing deep depression and wondering why I was born and why me? I just kept shoving all these nasty feeling further down burying them in my cells so I thought I could escape from them instead of dealing with them, tranquilizers numbed me a bit but never completely, so I just got sicker &amp;amp; sicker physically, emotionally and spiritually. I crossed over as in death through my many illnesses and found myself wondering why I was struggling on this earthplane when it was so peaceful on the other side, the only thing that stopped me was because of someone who very dear to me. I was sick and tired of hating being here and being forever ill in one form or another. It didn't take long to feel even worse discovering that everything that had happened to me was what I had created , boy that one threw me for a loop big time but being very defiant in nature I was about to go on a journey of self healing not really believing yet that it was true to find that under my misery in depression was many layers I had to deal with up front and very personal exposing myself in front of others was a real hard thing to do. How crazy are we to give ourselves a life sentence of misery from what others had done? Probably because deep down I knew I had allowed it all so it was me ,the first one I had to forgive for all my past mistakes in this life and every other lifetime I have ever lived .I even met someone I really love by divine intervention but now that is another story on how that happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When your sick to your stomach laying in your bed, your eyes burning with tears, knowing in your heart that your life will never be perfect again. On the edge of throwing up, and waking up the next morning just as sick as you were the night before and the nights before that. Not being able to sleep because you can’t relax your mind with all the debris of the heartache flying around and smashing into each other like uncontrollable emotions stuck in a jail cell. Knowing that you was the one and knowing that I will never have you back is the suckiest feeling I ever had. Scared of being alone but not wanting to be close to anyone ever again. Petrified of ever reliving this feeling because you do not know if you could survive it for a second time. Asking yourself “why” every single night for months. Wondering what is so wrong with you and wondering why the love you feel burning inside you isn’t burning the same way in them. Trying not to break down whenever you pass them or see them in public. Drinking just to keep from thinking of them every night. Still just as in love as the day you met, even though you’ve been apart for over months. Knowing your life will never be what you wanted and knowing you will never be truly happy. Drinking just to forget and calling to hear their voice just to remember. Feeling warm and cold at the same time whenever you see them. Wanting to see them but come so close to cracking when you do, you can’t remember why you do it to yourself. Laying with them on your couch for old times sake but knowing they will never be yours to hold again. You might get a hug but knowing you will never get a hug like you used to get. When you look into their eyes, it’s not the same as when you would get lost in them. The smile can still make you crumble, but it’s more painful these days. Your voice will still make my heart do a flip, but lately the heart hasn’t been landing it’s flips to well and comes close to never getting up. When you hear about them with someone else, it kills you but you act as if you couldn’t care less. You play it off like it’s in the past and it doesn’t matter anymore but deep down you still wish you could just roll over and die. Being so depressed and shy to even let them know how you feel. Scared of saying anything to them out of fear that you might lose the small amount of relationship you have left with them. The occasional phone calls and visits are all that keep you going and you dread the day they end, even though you dread every phone call and visit. Every time you pass where they live, you look for their car in the parking lot. Every time you see their name on the caller ID, they are the first person to be called back, even though you might act like they were your last priority. You sincerely care if their life is on track or if they are truly happy and deep down that is all you really want for them. Even though it kills you not to have them if they are happier without you, that is what you want them to have. This is love. Not the shit in the movies. Not Hollywood. Not what fall out boy sings about. Nothing Madonna has ever experienced. The rare, and powerful emotion that is confused so often for lust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/User/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-905234448477968835?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1a507a3dc879ed09&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/905234448477968835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=905234448477968835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/905234448477968835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/905234448477968835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-to-live-for.html' title='Little To Live For'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-4964973038273105205</id><published>2011-01-03T12:37:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T13:34:43.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dash of Honey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TSFX0exu5hI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Kn7IC8QExVg/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TSFX0exu5hI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Kn7IC8QExVg/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557819974278374930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Sometimes if you do it right, you might get the chance to feel like disney's love classic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I like to leave love notes for my sayang.  It is a nice little surprise when you finds them.      Generally what I like to do is make a small card by folding over a small piece of paper and put it in a capsule and fills it in a bottle.  I usually write     a little teaser on the front followed by three periods.  Inside the sentence is completed with a heartfelt     expression of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="webpage"&gt;&lt;div id="content"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;" id="intro"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="notes"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;" class="description"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;This love note is very happy thought, and it is so true. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;" class="note"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;The closer I am to you...&lt;br /&gt;  the happier I am.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: left;" class="description"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;I met my sayang at mid for the 1st time.       After we talked on the phone for the very first time on the 15th, I remember hanging up the phone and saying to myself, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wow, you're amazing!&lt;/span&gt;".  This love note is a reference to that first phone call.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: left;" class="note"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;You have Wowed me from the very beginning.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: left;" class="description"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;I love hugs.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: left;" class="note"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;I love to hold you in my arms.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: left;" class="note"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;You don't have to be perfect, to be perfect for me.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: left;" class="note"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;I think our relationship is beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); text-align: left;" class="description"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;My sayang is always on my mind.  I wrote this love note to tell I am always fondly thinking      about you.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="note"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;You make me a very happy man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TSFatosN1CI/AAAAAAAAARI/pAdbv9P3jMA/s1600/LoveCartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TSFatosN1CI/AAAAAAAAARI/pAdbv9P3jMA/s400/LoveCartoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557823155215389730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I miss your warmth sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1-love-quotes.com/quote/25827"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Roy Croft&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;  var gaJsHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? 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My ingredients for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;was a mixture of a lil bit of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;bitter, sweet, happy, sad and love&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;At the starting of the year of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, things were quite heavy and ugly but then it wasn't that bad. I find it quite funny after reminiscing and how&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;miserable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i was during the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;At the beginning, my life was ugly as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Macy Gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. No joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Had a family problem, a problem with myself,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;with friends&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;you know who you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;), money and business crisis and lots more. To be more specific, I'm way worst than Naomi Campbell's life. My life was good as&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;for 11months until November appeared. Met someone who is a great person and taught me how to pray again. I even feel like an old me back and that's a good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I think I don't need to story from A-Z about my life because that's what I've been doing to my psychiatrist and she said i talked to much about myself. Cant help it. I have self-obsession. I didn't celebrate new year's eve last night because a very dear friend of mine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zack.F&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;went back home at the crucial time on the 31st of Dec but we had a great time together since&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;23rd-24th of Dec and 28th-31st of Dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8DIs078HI/AAAAAAAAAQY/l-6BY3g0pH8/s1600/IMG_1036.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8DIs078HI/AAAAAAAAAQY/l-6BY3g0pH8/s400/IMG_1036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557163913205510258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                           &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Zackirina =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8CwerIq_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/gXJJtZCnu3M/s1600/IMG_1035.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8CwerIq_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/gXJJtZCnu3M/s400/IMG_1035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557163497089444850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The most awesome Fathurina =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8CjrDrkUI/AAAAAAAAAQI/K7v0BVJlM5s/s1600/IMG_1034.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8CjrDrkUI/AAAAAAAAAQI/K7v0BVJlM5s/s400/IMG_1034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557163277075321154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My awesome mum, Minirina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8a-pFEsgI/AAAAAAAAAQw/txfrr8XmdRU/s1600/IMG_1032%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8a-pFEsgI/AAAAAAAAAQw/txfrr8XmdRU/s400/IMG_1032%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557190128679825922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ain't he adorable??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8Dmyi5pKI/AAAAAAAAAQg/uAZaFAk19o8/s1600/IMG_1041.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8Dmyi5pKI/AAAAAAAAAQg/uAZaFAk19o8/s400/IMG_1041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557164430136550562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Last day visiting mama's office with Zack.F&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8CFJjjrjI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gddABRJ4GCU/s1600/IMG_1031.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8CFJjjrjI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gddABRJ4GCU/s400/IMG_1031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557162752686140978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Zack.F, Mama and me. Some random treats from mama after busy cleaning up the office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8Bssxb9DI/AAAAAAAAAPw/SrNCS4bZ83Y/s1600/IMG_1029%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8Bssxb9DI/AAAAAAAAAPw/SrNCS4bZ83Y/s400/IMG_1029%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557162332642866226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Both perasan comel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8Bh8845nI/AAAAAAAAAPo/lWd4rdiXhMo/s1600/IMG_1024%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8Bh8845nI/AAAAAAAAAPo/lWd4rdiXhMo/s400/IMG_1024%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557162148007306866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hot dog for lunch with family in Ikea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8BN3t04PI/AAAAAAAAAPY/P6nfEFNCtvg/s1600/IMG_1015.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8BN3t04PI/AAAAAAAAAPY/P6nfEFNCtvg/s400/IMG_1015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557161803004567794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bimble bee smelly hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8VcUEFEhI/AAAAAAAAAQo/JJUq75G8LZw/s1600/IMG_1016.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 390px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8VcUEFEhI/AAAAAAAAAQo/JJUq75G8LZw/s400/IMG_1016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557184041364820498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Homemade pie from Zack.F to mama???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8BBfBKAPI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/LIHbXb5KmO8/s1600/IMG_0998.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8BBfBKAPI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/LIHbXb5KmO8/s400/IMG_0998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557161590216327410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cleaning up the files from 1990-2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8AzkVHaII/AAAAAAAAAPI/4rCo_k0_KsU/s1600/IMG_0997.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8AzkVHaII/AAAAAAAAAPI/4rCo_k0_KsU/s400/IMG_0997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557161351124052098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aunt and Batrisyia was relaxing while both of was busy cleaning up the junks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8AdEagekI/AAAAAAAAAPA/xA2xmMdx0MQ/s1600/IMG_0979%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8AdEagekI/AAAAAAAAAPA/xA2xmMdx0MQ/s400/IMG_0979%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557160964599609922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Shinmino desert at ikea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8AOB62JII/AAAAAAAAAO4/HMozStSONCE/s1600/IMG_0966.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8AOB62JII/AAAAAAAAAO4/HMozStSONCE/s400/IMG_0966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557160706231903362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Window shopping and wishing he had bought me something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8AB58zPqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ntQhAKLB7qo/s1600/IMG_0963.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8AB58zPqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ntQhAKLB7qo/s400/IMG_0963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557160497934188194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Checking out Christmas present and decoration in curve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR7-jxlv9mI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rg-ZCPnIT1g/s1600/IMG_0955%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR7-jxlv9mI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rg-ZCPnIT1g/s400/IMG_0955%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557158880782317154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In cineleisure mall before dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR7-Tlr5FfI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ai_WgyUCibE/s1600/IMG-20101230-00111%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR7-Tlr5FfI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ai_WgyUCibE/s400/IMG-20101230-00111%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557158602708948466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mama newest son. keluar dari perut je dah umur 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR79hGOBMaI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/qNPNCgIkcR8/s1600/IMG-20101230-00107%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR79hGOBMaI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/qNPNCgIkcR8/s400/IMG-20101230-00107%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557157735268692386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mr. Smelly Popeye =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR79OduzNUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/6GZzLQrvc8U/s1600/IMG-20101230-00087.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR79OduzNUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/6GZzLQrvc8U/s400/IMG-20101230-00087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557157415162688834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Zack.F was busy helping mama cleaning up the files&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR78Jpl_byI/AAAAAAAAAOA/1VZRTzmIS78/s1600/IMG-20101230-00084.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR78Jpl_byI/AAAAAAAAAOA/1VZRTzmIS78/s400/IMG-20101230-00084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557156232935993122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Otw to mum's office getting reading to pack up stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR77XO6LCiI/AAAAAAAAAN4/i1cAuHOObLo/s1600/IMG-20101230-00083%2Bcopy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR77XO6LCiI/AAAAAAAAAN4/i1cAuHOObLo/s400/IMG-20101230-00083%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557155366779423266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Si buncit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR7681I07EI/AAAAAAAAANw/KN5cib9ikvs/s1600/IMG-20101229-00079.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR7681I07EI/AAAAAAAAANw/KN5cib9ikvs/s400/IMG-20101229-00079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557154913184967746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The 1st friend who able to drive mama's car. She doesn't let anyone drives it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-1648386424027315945?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/1648386424027315945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=1648386424027315945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/1648386424027315945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/1648386424027315945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-memories.html' title='2010 memories'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TR8DIs078HI/AAAAAAAAAQY/l-6BY3g0pH8/s72-c/IMG_1036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-3557228794886414817</id><published>2010-11-10T00:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T02:09:08.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It has been months since the last I've updated my blog and it's not that I doesn't have interesting story to tell, it just that I'm lost the right words to say and the story isn't exactly what I want to share. But since I have decided to blog again, the story is gonna be about me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Life has been crazy. It's like the madness drunk club. You wake up one morning, you got the headache and you forgot everything about lastnight but the remains stick with you. So I’ve been stressing out a little bit lately. I am one of the most screwed up persons that you’ve heard of. I’m collapsing under my insecurity. Crushed by my past, my present, and my future. For I know what lies ahead in this life is sorrow, misery and grief. No one knows this more than I, though people claim I’m too young to fully grasp what life has to offer. So wrong they are. I have life pinned down in its fetal position, screaming its ugly truths to me in terror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ib" style="width: 0.67em; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I soak it all in. I learn from it. I get depressed from it. Then I stick my head up high and act like nothing bothers me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It wasn’t until a few months ago that reality hit me like a brick on glass. I shattered, then immediately tried to put myself back together. I spent long nights staring at my ceiling, reflecting on my past. I realized my life is a wreck. It’s depressing to look in a mirror and literally jump back at whose staring back at you, to realize you’ve been living behind a wall of insecurity. And now that wall has come down, exposing me to the real world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why did life become so hard?  I guess it just crept up on me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My family has been broken ever since before i knew I'm living with a broken family.The message I heard growing up was nothing is absolute, if you hurt me, you deserve my silence and my wrath. Family means nothing, helping a sibling because he is your brother or she's your sister holds no weight and is absolutely meaningless. To say hurtful words to a sibling was completely the norm when I was younger. There was no support, acceptance or even caring. We were constantly testing each other and cared only until the next time one hurt the other. Then the whole relationship was out the window. There was no understanding, no allowance for the rest of the relationship, no crossing the bridge to make things better or work things out. It was all or nothing. Life was one big game of walking on eggshells. This was my first lesson in interpersonal relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Meanwhile I have found and cherish the surrogate family that I have in my life. I have friends that have become my sisters and brothers, those friends that I can share my true feelings, true fears and just to talk through something to find a healthy way through it. In my growth I've learned how powerful it is to look at an issue from the other person's side. I remember the first time I heard this , I couldn't even understand that concept. I've also learned that I cannot change the world and I cannot change another person, what I can change is myself. As &lt;span onclick="Page_Glossary.complete_show(this);" onmouseover="show_glossary(this);" onmouseout="Page_Glossary.hide(this);" class="glossary_item" glossary_item="634196"&gt;Hillel&lt;/span&gt; says "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if I am not for myself than who am I?&lt;/span&gt;" God created me in this reality and with that gave me the power, strength, fortitude and knowledge to change.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I did a lot of mistakes in my life and living in regrets. Whenever I'm stress, I tend to do something stupid. I tried to smoke, I was a drinker and I wasn't like this a year ago. I'm only human when I'm with IAZ. Though family has been broken ever since I was 5, you the only that knows how to calm and carve a smile on my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;table dir="ltr" width="100%" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td dir="ltr" valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-3557228794886414817?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/3557228794886414817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=3557228794886414817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/3557228794886414817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/3557228794886414817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2010/11/truth.html' title='The Truth.'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-9050649165125180118</id><published>2010-07-15T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:46:13.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You You You And It's Always Been You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TD7-s6D4bMI/AAAAAAAAALE/WyMxFoDnPFk/s1600/cute-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TD7-s6D4bMI/AAAAAAAAALE/WyMxFoDnPFk/s400/cute-1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494108642891820226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I still remember the summer when we first met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;The times we spent together I have never been able to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Something inside of me told me it was so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Because even on the cloudiest days, when I was with you, the sun shone so bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Then, without warning, you just went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I could never forget how I felt that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;It felt like my world was crashing down around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Being without you made it hard to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I moved on and started other relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;But for some reason it was always you that I missed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;No matter how hard I tried, you just couldn't be replaced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;My love for you would not be erased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;After a while, I saw that no one has ever been able to duplicate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Your laugh, your touch, your smile, your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;The way I felt when I was with you was simply unmatched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;To you is where my heart has always been attached&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-9050649165125180118?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/9050649165125180118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=9050649165125180118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/9050649165125180118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/9050649165125180118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-you-you-and-its-always-been-you.html' title='You You You And It&apos;s Always Been You'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/TD7-s6D4bMI/AAAAAAAAALE/WyMxFoDnPFk/s72-c/cute-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-4694634059726108324</id><published>2010-02-08T17:13:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:53:25.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HotSexyWickedlyAttractive's Farewell Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S2_XKwHjpvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/GZp1qFmmQSQ/s1600-h/20100208160507551_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S2_XKwHjpvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/GZp1qFmmQSQ/s400/20100208160507551_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435799854974740210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Atok, 1more day to go then u chao for another 1 and a 1/2 years. Sigh. I'm bloody regret on the day we out and sory if i was emo, you know that's not the real me Haha I'm way fun and crazy outside, every time i looked at you, all i think is about you, your flight and your ausie :( That's the main reason why i gave the "goldfish" looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I had fun, really really fun. The best part was you and aliph talking about the hormones. Thank you for all the info's about his habits and "YOURS" HAHAHA Aiman, for real I thought you are skematic type, 156% clean and honestly, it makes me uncomfortable with it. I wanted to join the crazy talk, but thanks to you, your leaving makes me really emo -__- Tetek lah kau aiman !! For the very 1st time I've seen Aiman acting randomly and syndrome-ish. So all this time was just an acting with me?!?! HAHA You acted politely when we had lunch, you even censored all the dirty words then suddenly, kabooosh, the real Aiman shows up. However, I really like his new character. Do i look alim much to go for a skematic person? Fuck no HAHA Pening aku layan satu beruk terencat and budak syndrome x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;An hour + passed by, then we make our move to Curve cos he gotta meet up with his friends. So, basically it was just me and Aliph left. While waiting for my atok, we decided to go for an ice cream at baskin's and gossip about our ex'es, crushy and many more to be listed :) It was gila drama, Aliph, the queen of drama. I wonder if Oprah's interested in Aliph's so called "novel". While listening to his stories, it was more like he's the Titanic and I'm the crew. It was very dramatic and very interesting :) But moral of the story, he's an asshole ;) *I dont think I need to state the reasons why* Somehow the day just got more interesting, I met this bunch of group who actually knows me HAHA They know my name and they recognized me with the new looks. I always forgot how famous I am and thanks to all the fans for reminding me who I really am :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It was about 6.40pm and gedik received a call from atok that he's done with his friends. I feel so sucks for rejecting his request. Aiman wanted to karaoke but thanks to mama for freezing my account and so we end up for bowling. I'm not pro just yet and just so you know, the last time i had bowling was about 2 years ago with the Parma's. I had so much fun since luck was by myside. I think i got strike more than 8-9 times and this is not a lie !! HAHA I can tell by their faces, Aiman was pissed and Aliph punya mulut ternganga lepas i got strike for the first game HAHA ambik korang. I think i learnt something new from Aiman on that day, he thought me dance, a very sexy flirty dance with his sexy postures HAHA * I record that bitch* &gt;:) Bowling game was about to end and thank god it was the last game when my knee's injury attacked. It was sweet of him to give me a ride home and thank you for noticing, yeah the place is fuckin scary HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S3ASoiOU8dI/AAAAAAAAAJs/QploMZMoNMQ/s1600-h/IMG_0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 424px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S3ASoiOU8dI/AAAAAAAAAJs/QploMZMoNMQ/s400/IMG_0367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435865237827154386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Atok Damha Namia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S3ATAv8H0kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/MZZ3YyX5IHk/s1600-h/IMG_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S3ATAv8H0kI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/MZZ3YyX5IHk/s400/IMG_0364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435865653825753666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The drama queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S3ATTXX7rTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/0U9pRu_uBw8/s1600-h/IMG_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S3ATTXX7rTI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/0U9pRu_uBw8/s400/IMG_0370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435865973649026354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The balls doesnt help much, its the skills that required ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S3ATtEIfGWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/tDaA1PGl-xM/s1600-h/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S3ATtEIfGWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/tDaA1PGl-xM/s400/IMG_0371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435866415160564066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Aiman with his pro moves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-4694634059726108324?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/4694634059726108324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=4694634059726108324' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4694634059726108324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4694634059726108324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2010/02/hotsexywickedlyattractives-farewell.html' title='HotSexyWickedlyAttractive&apos;s Farewell Party'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S2_XKwHjpvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/GZp1qFmmQSQ/s72-c/20100208160507551_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-2866560439416808336</id><published>2010-02-05T20:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:11:08.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Him and His Ausie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S2wMkuXkDCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/1RsbSvuY_NY/s1600-h/n516828657_1455892_4221593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S2wMkuXkDCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/1RsbSvuY_NY/s400/n516828657_1455892_4221593.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434732675391032354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Damha Namia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Damn. Somebody is flying soon and I'm still unprepared. I haven't start any of his grand farewell party although I have lots of plan on my mind. I'm so sorry Aiman :'( Seriously, I really hate seeing you fly but no matter what I have to support you since you going to Ausie for a study :) Trust me, if you leave me for more than a year, you gonna end up people finding u in a sewers !! (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I meant it&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Ahmad Aiman bin Ariffin, he is one of my most awesome friends. A guy who is a good listener, trust me he has been my ears since the day i met him. I dont think I ever had a fight with him before, well that's because I'm not aliph HAHAHA and one of the reasons is because he is such a great friend and aku sayang kat kau, Aiman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;We met through a very weird way. I know him through Friendster couple of years ago. Then suddenly we end up being a friend ever since I texted him and was hoping to meet up. The 1st time we met was at the Help University College, it was at conference hall and yeahhh the dude was fucking scared to meet me HAHA We had a gossip and talked a lot while he was having his fries at MC'D, then amazingly we found out that we are neighbors :D I know him too well, one of the things that he randomly do is, he'll sing when he walks, always count his steps, he blow his hair after he got tired of laughing and many other unlisted awesome things about him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Aiman Aiman, I really hope that is not true about you leaving to Ausie for a year. 9th of February, 4 more days to go. No worries cos no matter what, I'm happy for you. It's once in a life time opportunity and I'm so visiting you since you going to my hometown :) March, then i promise i will fly to Brisbane then we do all the crazy stuff together. I will do Doa selamat for you, my family and I prayers is on you Ahmad Aiman bin Ariffin. I hope everything will goes well. I'm starting to miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Fathur Pattinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-2866560439416808336?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/2866560439416808336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=2866560439416808336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/2866560439416808336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/2866560439416808336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2010/02/him-and-his-ausie.html' title='Him and His Ausie'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S2wMkuXkDCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/1RsbSvuY_NY/s72-c/n516828657_1455892_4221593.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-1794753211562541472</id><published>2010-01-31T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:18:19.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feb 21st</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;The holy month that scares me the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Everything about &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; reminds me of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Your smell, your touch, your kiss, your breath, your love and all your bitter sweet memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for making me sick again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I can survive on next to nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I can get by on rationed loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I cannot thrive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Dear Holy&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; February&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I stay alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;with pinched          lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; and hungry          eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;         I tell myself lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; about better          tomorrows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;alibis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;To cover the sorrow that i felt inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;As for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;My storehouse has little          in store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;         Winter snows will freeze even my bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I need          more of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;February &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;4months has gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;And you have been gone away happily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;When &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Apart of me died &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Tho the Holy scares me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Trust me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Nothing beats this month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Cause &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; is the best thing i ever had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="word-piece"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-1794753211562541472?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/1794753211562541472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=1794753211562541472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/1794753211562541472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/1794753211562541472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2010/01/feb-21st.html' title='feb 21st'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-8793698545120252953</id><published>2010-01-25T19:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:09:03.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Royalty In Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;What the feathers. I couldn't sleep at all last night cos my knee was throbbing like hell and trust me, it feels shitty. So, today i was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;5ominutes late for my morning class&lt;/span&gt;. Thank god mama was the one who sent me. I didn't enjoy much in my psychology class today cos seriously, Mr Sebastian were talking mostly about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt; Haha Damn, seriously whats with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Anal &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oral&lt;/span&gt; has to do with psychology?!?! Maybe i should write that for my upcoming quiz (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gerenti aku dapat A Mr sebs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;So, today i waited for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Tengku Wan Azrie&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;cD&lt;/span&gt;. Well-maths class supposedly ends at 5 but i was out 2hours earlier ahahaha Put the blame on Dipica. She bribe me and hell yeah- 5hours of maths class, what did u expect?!?! I ain't genius or never interested to be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mathematician&lt;/span&gt;. So, right before our gym starts, we went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;mcD&lt;/span&gt; cos &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Azrie&lt;/span&gt; ni bodoh. He wanted to eat before he starts gyming (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;bodoh punya apek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) haha Then we took the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HELP&lt;/span&gt; bus, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Azrie&lt;/span&gt; is kinda jakun cos he naik bus for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1st time&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously spoil brat lah kau ni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S12N_HxPzoI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xV7iV1g9Enc/s1600-h/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S12N_HxPzoI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xV7iV1g9Enc/s400/IMG_0349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430652841235566210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The spoil brat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S12LA0-Mp6I/AAAAAAAAAIs/zDDjVxOwnco/s1600-h/IMG_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S12LA0-Mp6I/AAAAAAAAAIs/zDDjVxOwnco/s400/IMG_0338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430649572014466978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mr seb class is the suckiest class eva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S12NUs89wyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/bo2R7MgdIuo/s1600-h/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S12NUs89wyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/bo2R7MgdIuo/s400/IMG_0346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430652112482452258" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Aaron and Omar, stressed cos of maths class &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S12MGBZp4pI/AAAAAAAAAI0/z6SZSX_KnoM/s1600-h/IMG_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S12MGBZp4pI/AAAAAAAAAI0/z6SZSX_KnoM/s400/IMG_0342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430650760761827986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Kar Mun, the SHINOBI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S12JZIOsvjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/1lTGGEqrD4s/s1600-h/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S12JZIOsvjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/1lTGGEqrD4s/s400/IMG_0354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430647790477557298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My knee :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S12KHRa-5SI/AAAAAAAAAIk/9qKKmqaCN9o/s1600-h/IMG_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S12KHRa-5SI/AAAAAAAAAIk/9qKKmqaCN9o/s400/IMG_0355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430648583218980130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The handicap dude :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-8793698545120252953?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/8793698545120252953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=8793698545120252953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/8793698545120252953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/8793698545120252953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-royalty-in-action.html' title='Two Royalty In Action'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S12N_HxPzoI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xV7iV1g9Enc/s72-c/IMG_0349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-4027180165978919543</id><published>2010-01-22T00:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T01:03:05.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gedik vS Jambu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today things goes so well for me though i didn't do much things~not because I'm lazy alright. It just my ligament is killing me. I received a called from my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;most gedik bitch&lt;/span&gt; this afternoon and yeah his name is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ikmal Aliff Jamaludin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;sumpah penat layan kau punya merapu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;). Thanks to aliph for calling me bitch when Qasmal, my consultant from &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fitness First&lt;/span&gt; called and now i have a very unique sweet nickname cos of this mamat rempit. Bapak sial kan?!?! haha So, this effers was hoping my ligament could get more worst than what i am suffering now but thank to God and now my knee is feeling much better. Aliph, sumpah aku cakap, tadi that doctor should give u racun so u cepat mampus haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1iCY_zdSII/AAAAAAAAAIE/7J_Zuu_7_qE/s1600-h/19037_1339156878045_1204840956_1011606_5847901_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1iCY_zdSII/AAAAAAAAAIE/7J_Zuu_7_qE/s400/19037_1339156878045_1204840956_1011606_5847901_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429232716750866562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Aliph si gedik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;lets go to the 2nd topic of friends life shall we? I just met someone who i think is awesome and caring !! I can feel the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; there haha Unlike si bulat a.k.a aliph, he only wished me to mati earlier instead of me getting better. So, speaking about this &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;mista chef jambu air&lt;/span&gt;, his name is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Iszraf Asiraf &lt;/span&gt;who currently doing practical in Langkawi. I think its in kedah. langkawi is in kedah kan? AHAHAHAHA i've been there but geografi is so not my subject. I even got lost in train from subang to sg buloh and suddenly i realised im in pelabuhan klang. what the feathers kan?!?! Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1iEwZb3V-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/B0H54EwmKyU/s1600-h/19037_1331057595568_1204840956_990112_2641101_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1iEwZb3V-I/AAAAAAAAAIM/B0H54EwmKyU/s400/19037_1331057595568_1204840956_990112_2641101_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429235317791479778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mr chef jambu air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-4027180165978919543?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/4027180165978919543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=4027180165978919543' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4027180165978919543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4027180165978919543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2010/01/gedik-vs-jambu.html' title='Gedik vS Jambu'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1iCY_zdSII/AAAAAAAAAIE/7J_Zuu_7_qE/s72-c/19037_1339156878045_1204840956_1011606_5847901_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-4288416814871439496</id><published>2010-01-20T20:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T00:07:33.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell-elujah To Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Surgery..Surgery&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;" This bloody words that has been playing on my mind lately. I couldn't decide whether to go for my knee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;surgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; or just stay in pain atleast for another 60years till I'm fully ready. I'm having a knee injury which is called&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.righthealth.com/topic/Knee_Injuries_Pictures/overview/adam_images?img=2" rel="nofollow" title="Lateral collateral ligament injury"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lateral collateral ligament injury&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;, a complete tear of the ligament on the outside of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" class="tb"&gt;knee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; which is caused from having an&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;extreme exercise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1b7eChcaaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UgRAXbhCMQs/s1600-h/8839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1b7eChcaaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UgRAXbhCMQs/s400/8839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428802894333503906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;The place where im gonna get drill by mr doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1b8lqGlYmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/5cW5KeY5ZTI/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1b8lqGlYmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/5cW5KeY5ZTI/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428804124728975970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;              &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;   Once the tissue is removed, they gonna put a screw nearby somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.righthealth.com/topic/Knee_Injuries_Pictures/overview/adam_images?img=2" rel="nofollow" title="Lateral collateral ligament injury"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-4288416814871439496?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/4288416814871439496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=4288416814871439496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4288416814871439496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4288416814871439496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2010/01/hell-elujah-to-life.html' title='Hell-elujah To Life'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1b7eChcaaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UgRAXbhCMQs/s72-c/8839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-7300750463144562549</id><published>2010-01-18T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:06:22.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Of The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Things didnt start well for me since i woke up at 7.30 in the morning today. First, mama was mumbling at the time i opened my eyes because she found out that i just registered my new gym membership at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Fitness First&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Comon ma ! I just woke up ! If i knew that was gonna happen, i rather die in my sleep than listening to ur 3ominutes of lecture. I was late for my psychology class because i was stuck for listening to my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mama's Hot FM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;and thank god Mr Sebastian is very understanding and know the situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Lets go with the 2nd chapter of Fathur's life shall we. It was around 2 or something like that. I was out with Saiful, Omar and Sayed, we were on the way to Castle since maths class was canceled and so we decided to have shisha in the afternoon but things couldnt get any better. I lost my 300bucks which i just withdraw a moment ago. Bloody shit betul Hahaha. This is one of my lucky day, well thats what Sayed said. Thanks mate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;It goes like the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7th floor of hell today&lt;/span&gt;. Sigh. But it wasnt all bad because i received a morning wish text from my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;crushy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;this morning and thats the only thing that make me smile today :D haha Since my 300bucks got stolen by mr toyol, i end up burning my calories at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Fitness First&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;afternoon&lt;/span&gt; for 3 and a 1/2 hours. I bet im gonna be 56 again by the time my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;crushy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;reach kl haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So, tomoro plan is as usual. Im gonna gyming with Asyraf Azahar and Omar Keiser Rasheed. This two bloodypool who smell awesome when they sweat +.+ Anyways, I kinda feel sorry for Wan Azrie, Aliph, Mishal, Carlo, Michael and more of his unlisted friends. Cos i actually did what Aiman Bin Ariffin taught me which is to left his " lemak lemak " friends number at the gym HAHA Goodluck on that guys, u know how persistent those people can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-7300750463144562549?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/7300750463144562549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=7300750463144562549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/7300750463144562549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/7300750463144562549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2010/01/hell-of-day.html' title='Hell Of The Day'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-1748533758682204968</id><published>2010-01-17T23:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:45:15.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;First of all i would like to apologies for not updating my blog lately. Im kinda busy with all taiks and stuff. U guys should really start following me on twitter so u will know what has been happening lately (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;http://www.twitter.com/fathurharun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; ). Damn. I havent check on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Aiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Aliph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Fhrie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;and all my citizen friends on blog. Sigh, i miss u boobies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Menghilang for 3months. How the fuck am i suppose to update that ?!?! Maybe i should ask Johan to update it for me since he has been with me evryday and yeah, we aint gay aite !! As u know, im still single and it has been 4months. Macam taik. No one can help me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;masturbate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;now HAHA I dont know, lots of friends has been asking me to delete my ex from my system but its kinda hard when ur heart stays with the one u thought it would be ur soulmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;December has been such an awesome month for me though its a lil bit disaster for a few days but who give a shit. Like what aliph said, life without a drama is not life. We are not Barrack Obama to have a perfect life. Even they have problems and scandal. My big brother, Farhan Harun who successfully got married on the 26th of december and i guess i am soon to be an uncle. CIBAI. Im 19 and yet im gonna be an uncle. Thanks paan for getting married this early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1M4n-7wr8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/j5WYcv1BtAI/s1600-h/22440_1320899427396_1378119809_933099_7771062_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1M4n-7wr8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/j5WYcv1BtAI/s400/22440_1320899427396_1378119809_933099_7771062_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427744235471286210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Whole family members who badget hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1M5Di5kq_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/ioWCOQdVXws/s1600-h/17454_106669862682861_100000195430323_174422_1727303_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1M5Di5kq_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/ioWCOQdVXws/s400/17454_106669862682861_100000195430323_174422_1727303_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427744708982254578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Fathur and Nadia bulat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;New year has been sucks for me. I've seen alot of my friends who got laid and drunk on that night and yeaah Pop's is mad with me cos I actually used his condo. Few days ago, i met someone who actually awesome and im kinda inlove haha and we have been chating crazily and laughed alot but im not sure if this goes the way that i want. Love is never meant for me Sigh. So, i heard class has start a week ago but who gives a damn. Im gonna start my class tomoro haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Alright mates, im gonna update again soon cos its already 12.07am and i have class at 10am tomoro. Have to wake up 3 hours earlier cos the diva needs to get ready for his hair and face :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-1748533758682204968?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/1748533758682204968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=1748533758682204968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/1748533758682204968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/1748533758682204968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2010/01/reasons.html' title='Reasons~'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/S1M4n-7wr8I/AAAAAAAAAHE/j5WYcv1BtAI/s72-c/22440_1320899427396_1378119809_933099_7771062_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-6164334344070889327</id><published>2009-10-02T00:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T01:17:00.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog isnt dead yet, bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Im so sorry dear blog. I was too busy with date, working, meeting with president all over the world, satisfying wives and having babies. With all the works i've done,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i lost 6kg in two weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Too many things happened lately and i dont even know where to start. Lets start with raya. I think this year is the least fun i eva had in my life. Im different than u people here. I have 2 dad's and 2 mum's. beat that. With the tikus ( 3 steppies ) and those upcoming babies which i have to call brother and sister. Dear god, please no more upcoming sibblings. I like to be the youngest ya allah. 1st day of raya and im about to break to pieces. I was too exausted. Subang, Kota Damansara,  Sungai Buloh, Gombak, Sh. Alam, Hartamas, Malacca then drive back to kl in one day. Gila ah. I think i slept less than 3 hours for the 1st 4days of raya. About 6am, i fly off to Johor to meet my grams and cousins cos ususally they gather at one place so it would me more merrier. I didnt enjoy most of the time with my relatives cos they kept on asking how does it feel to have a new family. What a stupid ass question to ask. Tu lah melayu. Bodoh dalam menanya soalan bijak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Yesterday, i was with michael and we hit the road for a roadtrip. Cant believe we were lost in some kampung for about 1 and a 1/2 hours there. Haha but its fun to see he panic like hell. Yesterday morning i became his stylist and he need a new style to college. So we attacked Zara, AX, CK and Ralph Lauren for his new style. well- for the 1st time i helped someone on shopping and i get none. In addition, i have to spend more money for him on food and his aviator. Aishhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Today, most of the time i did is just chatting with Fadhil. I didnt call him the whole day cos im sick and my voice turns out to be like cicak. Cant believe he said i sounded like an oldman on the phone when he called me just now. MAHAI ! Haha.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-6164334344070889327?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/6164334344070889327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=6164334344070889327' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/6164334344070889327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/6164334344070889327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-blog-isnt-dead-yet-bitch.html' title='my blog isnt dead yet, bitch'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-5238295656033232058</id><published>2009-08-27T17:30:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:02:13.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryanne's Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yesterday was the bomb with Ry and the bongoks at square. I miss them asses since my mum doesnt let me out cos of h1n1 thingy and so, i lied and deepest apologies to her and I think the 1st day of Raya is The Best Day to come clean. well muslim said its the day of forgiveness. It feels so welcome at the time i arrived when Ry and Carlo stood up and run to me. I love u guys so much lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SpZZOy-BQiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/SYrH8v3tMMg/s1600-h/IMG_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SpZZOy-BQiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/SYrH8v3tMMg/s400/IMG_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374581316048208418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ryanne, my best bitch since high school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SpZbfOOkBxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/s35KKqMIsZw/s1600-h/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SpZbfOOkBxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/s35KKqMIsZw/s400/IMG_0070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374583797266515730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                                    Carlo my man. The one who still likes my step sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SpZcHKPsCFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lfI-a8FcT7k/s1600-h/5775_1218842308596_1155049955_697006_8070798_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SpZcHKPsCFI/AAAAAAAAAF8/lfI-a8FcT7k/s400/5775_1218842308596_1155049955_697006_8070798_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374584483392260178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Desiree, Elly, Ryanne, Fathur, Mahan and Lionel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                                                                            You guys really put a joker smile on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yesterday, Avenged Sevenfold song was played and suddenly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lionel seems to be possesed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And he was so high and embarassed us on the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Babi !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He started to visualised  and singing and screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Seriously i doesnt know him at all !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ryanne went back today afternoon and i didnt get to see her at all because my grandma is in coma and she had semi strok cos of hypo in the hospital since last night at 1am. Sorry Ry and You still owe me TUSHI ok ! I've been wanting to eat Tushi since last year. UGH ! I still feel sorry for Carlo and Mike tho cos they couldnt hang out with us till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-5238295656033232058?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/5238295656033232058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=5238295656033232058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/5238295656033232058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/5238295656033232058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/08/ryannes-farewell.html' title='Ryanne&apos;s Farewell'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SpZZOy-BQiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/SYrH8v3tMMg/s72-c/IMG_0039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-4564335849325677830</id><published>2009-08-10T23:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:32:58.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter And Sweet Post</title><content type='html'>Today i went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Hanna&lt;/span&gt;'s house. I was hoping to see &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Marisa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ass&lt;/span&gt; and she was insanely late ! OMG u are such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;PIG&lt;/span&gt; hahaha &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Marisa &lt;/span&gt;dear, did u know what i through for ur tickets ??? Its so hell k !! I heard &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Joann&lt;/span&gt; said that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jesse&lt;/span&gt; and the gang is gonna &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ass&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Im so dead. Aish korang ah really givin me a big time ahahah And i still &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; u &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Bitch&lt;/span&gt;. Im still worry about u&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Marisa&lt;/span&gt; cos u still have the flu and fever. Get well soon k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SoBCN6ceo7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/Q8QKf6Wt8MU/s1600-h/IMG_0025%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SoBCN6ceo7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/Q8QKf6Wt8MU/s400/IMG_0025%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368363562620068786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Waiting for miss world to arrive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SoBDUvYSRGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Q1ROpUWXbDw/s1600-h/6730_102231542685_725162685_2253613_2704661_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SoBDUvYSRGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Q1ROpUWXbDw/s400/6730_102231542685_725162685_2253613_2704661_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368364779420402786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The late Kimora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Yesterday i went to curve cos maxis called me regarding on the phone that i bought recently and there's a problem with the documents that i sign. Its very Funny cos a moment after i left curve, a fever strike me and my whole body was burning up. My parents is so worry and i should say paranoid cos i just had my fever recently and it strike me again( same thing as what Aiman Ariffin said ) . And so they sent me for a check out, just to be save after the influenza strikes like hell in Kl lately. But i know it just a normal fever, ohhhh comon, we are talking about Fathur who is tough like a superman k. Fuck that guy who fuck the PIG and cos of him, the virus was created. Thank and good lord to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Im so worry now incase if i got guarantine or anything tomoro, Im gonna miss AX, Guess, Topman and all the store * Crying * . Whata hell am i saying la. Its not even a sure that i have the flu, no symtoms, nothing. So im not dieying or the world is gonna end. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Guess i should get some beauty sleep cos tomoro im gonna be the lab animal test which is so cool and fun !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-4564335849325677830?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/4564335849325677830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=4564335849325677830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4564335849325677830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4564335849325677830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/08/bitter-and-sweet-post.html' title='Bitter And Sweet Post'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SoBCN6ceo7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/Q8QKf6Wt8MU/s72-c/IMG_0025%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-7820824952439924842</id><published>2009-08-07T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T01:28:19.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haunted by Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;My thoughts are all over the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Sometimes i feel like leaving all the stuff behind and start a new life cos the past has been haunting me every time i closed my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Life sometimes can be fun but it is only for a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Its like a glimpse, u saw it and in a second, it dissapeared and turn to be dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Somehow, im still thinking about leaving Malaysia and going back to my hometown in Australia, its really peaceful and yes, im gonna be lonely cos all that i care is here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Does it make me a moron if i leave? Does it mean im selfish leaving all my friends here in Malaysia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I don't even know the answer myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Guess- i am a moron and a very selfish person cos i cant even fix a damn thing and all i did is just cry and wait for a time to change without putting an efford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I miss a thing called " family " ,dont even know or remember hows the feel of having a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I miss my late Mama ( who is like a mum to me and took care of me since i was 3days after i was born)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I miss my late bestfriend, Dan De Luca so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Im breaking to pieces eva since i lost u guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I'm always wondering with the upcoming drama, will it be good? will it be bad? or will it be totally change and ruin me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Tomoro is the day that my dad will introduce me to someone he just met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Maybe i should start to accept reality and everything that possibly happen and let it flow by itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Jezzz, i wish i had someone who could help me stand strong since im falling and breaking to pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-7820824952439924842?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/7820824952439924842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=7820824952439924842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/7820824952439924842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/7820824952439924842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/08/haunted-by-reality.html' title='Haunted by Reality'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-4602037615607973680</id><published>2009-08-05T16:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:46:05.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penat Gila</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Ms. Jessica a.k.a not so Alba helps me with my shoping today.. She gila semangat and today i paid her to be my " orang gaji " .. awww arent im sweet jess ??? I supposed today will be the last time im gonna bring u for a shoping, cos i have to say it with honesty that ur eyes is so cacat &gt;=o  hahaha Jess act pick me a shirt with a design macam kena air brush.. gila ah.. Dah la my short pants she chose the yellow colour.. Sometimes, white people can be very very lunatic when it comes to fesyen xD well shes normal outside, but today i realised that she actually very weird at choosing cloths.. No wonder la she had all those bits and Eskimo shoes and she wears that today. A very terified moment and today i feel so relief cos last time she wore the type in the film of 300 which is so spartans. I love u jess and u beter thank me later cos it took me a few minutes to write about u here k xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-4602037615607973680?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/4602037615607973680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=4602037615607973680' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4602037615607973680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4602037615607973680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/08/penat-gila.html' title='Penat Gila'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-485106453516335741</id><published>2009-08-02T00:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:57:58.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marisa.. OLD OLD OLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SnRxMMOEwKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FYLiX8bxAAo/s1600-h/n725162685_1622129_3737331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SnRxMMOEwKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FYLiX8bxAAo/s400/n725162685_1622129_3737331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365037510357729442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                                       Marisa.. the oldies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1st ogos 2009&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;marisa&lt;/span&gt; ass turned &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;i saw few &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;wrinkles&lt;/span&gt; on her face and she needs to be&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; iron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry dear for yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt make it to calebrate ur birthday&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; u&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;marisa&lt;/span&gt; a.k.a chocolate mars&lt;br /&gt;aish&lt;br /&gt;all my friends are gettin &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so am i&lt;br /&gt;but while im ageing&lt;br /&gt;somehow peeps says i looked younger&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;marisa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;marisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another year older&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;u buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-485106453516335741?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/485106453516335741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=485106453516335741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/485106453516335741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/485106453516335741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/08/marisa-old-old-old.html' title='Marisa.. OLD OLD OLD'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SnRxMMOEwKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FYLiX8bxAAo/s72-c/n725162685_1622129_3737331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-2546138123630471495</id><published>2009-07-30T00:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T01:47:53.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison In My Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; think i make the most of all the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Im missing someone like crazy and i misses all my friends. It feels like foreva tak jumpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aiman Ariffin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and i miss his sillyness and when he gossip and tellin story, its as if i were watching some kind of horror or panic attack movie hahaha sorry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aiman&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Love u k. So, today pegi buat baju melayu for raya and for my brother wedding day, penat gila. I saw this amazing pants at Tough and CK but gila ah mahal !! Then i walked to mana ntah and i saw this one rare aviator. I know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Aiman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;would love this stuff but then i doesnt know whether it suits him or not,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;muka jambu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but it it might not suit well with him. Semester break is  killin me ! A month and nothing to do, for the 1st time i feel so jobless and pokai. Nevamind, later i will ask&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Carlo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;to belanja me shoping or maybe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Marisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. Sayang korang k !! Lets not forget&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Elly the tempurung face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;. Thinking about u guys really killin me. Seriusly i need to see ya'll to be happy. Im so stressed thinking about unable to see u guys la.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Reeyas Zhafrie Lam Ian Kwan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what happen to u now bro ??? Miss u the most here and last time we met was on the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;11th of july which is Sem's pool party&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now im being so emo. Really really love and miss u guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-2546138123630471495?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/2546138123630471495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=2546138123630471495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/2546138123630471495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/2546138123630471495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/07/poison-in-my-brain.html' title='Poison In My Brain'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-8822363859951717135</id><published>2009-07-26T17:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:47:01.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem's Of The Year =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Malaysia semua babi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;our government is so lousy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;all college no quality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Chinese and Indian pun tak boleh masuk university.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It never had a choice for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;because no money cannot study at oversea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;so I always feel i am so pity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;every college are greedy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sini sana all need money,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;their pocket kosong our perut noisy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I am poor because they suck my money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Exam question full of difficulty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;it has one reason only,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;which is to earn more money,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;because we retake money masuk lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The staffs always so eksi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;they did wrong never say soli,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;before asking please show your money,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;otherwise they wont be happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;we pay their salary still make us angry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;that is why i wanna study hard to earn more and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Tiap-Tiap hari feel so lazy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;never try to wake up early,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;always hope college will cuti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;everyday go to class feel so sleepy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;lecturer always scold me lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Do assignment just like to copy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;before the final only start to worry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;every nite study like crazy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;because scared scolded by mummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Why my class girls all not pretty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;big like elephant but always show me how she is sexy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;while the monster wanna treat me nicely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;like that i better mati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My looks also very ugly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;saya mari girl girl semua lari,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;everyday wanna date them they only say busy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;semua orang tak ada hati,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;make me always so lonely, only can watch soap opera movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Dota always let people bully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;maybe i am really so lousy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;although nice people is so happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;but i am always unlucky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;kena headshot easily,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;after mati still mati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This is just a small story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;typed it simply simply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;just wanna feel funny and happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;actually i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;am not lonely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;because I have many friends around me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;They all so so friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I hope this poem will make you happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;this is tak ada kena mengena with anybody,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;just want you to feel happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Cos if you happy i also senang hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-8822363859951717135?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/8822363859951717135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=8822363859951717135' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/8822363859951717135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/8822363859951717135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/07/malaysia-semua-babi-our-government-is.html' title='Poem&apos;s Of The Year =)'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-2983676826765489948</id><published>2009-07-25T15:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:12:53.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Complains</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, i had &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;study skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today&lt;br /&gt;I didnt expect that all i read came out&lt;br /&gt;and woooosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;kacang gila&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;style mamat melayu cakap&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really rare cos i actually read for &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;exam&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;tadi in the exam halls,&lt;br /&gt;i kena marah by&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; Ms&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Aida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;she la semangat lebih&lt;br /&gt;calling me to sit down cos i was talking at the coridoor&lt;br /&gt;and about 15minutes after i start , i realized that i took the wronged&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aish&lt;br /&gt;then she selamba bagitau i careless kat lecturer lain&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;its her fault kowt&lt;br /&gt;nevamind, at least she laugh&lt;br /&gt;and she did jokes&lt;br /&gt;unlike madam &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;GOH-tong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;from papa few days before my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said, i'll be dead if i didnt score well&lt;br /&gt;those words aint true when he said im dead,&lt;br /&gt;translation, killin me&lt;br /&gt;just, the most i scared is,&lt;br /&gt;he promised that i will have to work for money and no more outing for me&lt;br /&gt;well - no money means no shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;AIMAN ARIFFIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a.k.a mr sexy once said that im a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;spoil brats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats aint true&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe cos i learn that from the best !! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about this laahh&lt;br /&gt;most important thing is&lt;br /&gt;im gonna have a sem's break for a month starting next wednesday&lt;br /&gt;and for a month im gonna stuck for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;DRIVING CLASS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for license&lt;br /&gt;My dad send me to bentong, pahang to my uncle place which is so far&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind but i hardly meet or talk to my uncle&lt;br /&gt;aish&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like complaining la&lt;br /&gt;nanti that someone cakap i complain alot and memang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;spoil brats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;nevamind, i think i can have fun there&lt;br /&gt;besides, its really near to genting highlands&lt;br /&gt;and its been ages since the last i went there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-2983676826765489948?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/2983676826765489948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=2983676826765489948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/2983676826765489948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/2983676826765489948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/07/complains.html' title='The Complains'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-4552726133201717218</id><published>2009-07-23T15:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:03:42.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friend Foreva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SmgYgviFo-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/GJN_JaWgk-A/s1600-h/5369_1021234666450_1692694170_43176_8048677_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SmgYgviFo-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/GJN_JaWgk-A/s200/5369_1021234666450_1692694170_43176_8048677_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361562307178898402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Best Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The title we chose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But what does it mean to be “best friends”?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;You should see each other every day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well that’s not true for you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Should silly little fights get in our way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Only if that’s how it’s meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Should we give?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Should we borrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Should we dance like there’s no tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Secrets are traded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Privacy invaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hugs and smiles are shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tears are shed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love is spread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;We know that we both really cared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;If you fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I’ll help you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;And if you call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I’ll always pick up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Best Friends Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;The promise we made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;And I know in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;That it will never fade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Acer/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-4552726133201717218?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/4552726133201717218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=4552726133201717218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4552726133201717218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4552726133201717218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-friends-title-we-chose-but-what.html' title='Best Friend Foreva'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SmgYgviFo-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/GJN_JaWgk-A/s72-c/5369_1021234666450_1692694170_43176_8048677_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-612265612308023004</id><published>2009-07-22T18:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:19:22.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You Bro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SmbpUEIP7lI/AAAAAAAAADA/awGhIwVQzkg/s1600-h/dan+de+luca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SmbpUEIP7lI/AAAAAAAAADA/awGhIwVQzkg/s200/dan+de+luca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361228937346149970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A great friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DAN DE LUCA &lt;/span&gt;was born in ITALY on April 27 year 1994 passed away today at hospital Sungai Buloh.. He is currently 15 and died at a young age of swine flu.. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; u so much bro.. Like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;JAZVEEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;said, i wont be able to bully u anymore..  Seriously &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;ing u.. I cant think of anything to write now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DAN DE LUCA&lt;/span&gt; is like a family to me and seriously i am not embarrassed to say that i love u my brother. You promised me a lot such as to hang out with me for a shisha, going to creek mountain and i almost bought the ticket to NY so u could teach me how to ride and ski and yet u are the pro master. I don't know how to accept the reality that u actually gone cos seriously, its only been a week since the last we chat cos u in hospital and u told me u can hang out with me soon. That doesn't matter cos  u promised u will be absolutely fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                             I MISS U &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BROTHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                             -DAN DE LUCA-&lt;br /&gt;                                                A FRIEND AND A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BROTHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               1994 - 2009&lt;br /&gt;                                                           REST IN PEACE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-612265612308023004?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SmbpUEIP7lI/AAAAAAAAADA/awGhIwVQzkg/s72-c/dan+de+luca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-1123975200143128552</id><published>2009-07-21T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:30:41.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Smile Day For Me =)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the fucked up day i eva been to !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron told me that its all a KARMA &lt;br /&gt;and its not always bad or good&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, he is damn right !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so today i had to do my last presentation&lt;br /&gt;i was shaking badly till unable to breathe&lt;br /&gt;such a looser right&lt;br /&gt;although i shake and stop for air, i did it good&lt;br /&gt;and im the only that mdm GOH WAN CHEN asked for the power point for herself to keep it as reference for other group xD&lt;br /&gt;its something in a blue moon when she actually nice and praise me&lt;br /&gt;weird and unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam Chock found my pouch and i was so effing relief&lt;br /&gt;Or else my daddy would slice me to pieces&lt;br /&gt;nothing is lost, except that i have lost my pride&lt;br /&gt;they actually go thru all my cards, such as, IC and Student ID&lt;br /&gt;and they were laughing at my pictures&lt;br /&gt;hahaha whata hell lah korang&lt;br /&gt;The babi-est word i eva heard is saying i looked like cicak&lt;br /&gt;Cibai  lah !! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My semester is gonna end soon&lt;br /&gt;In two days, im gonna miss The main building where i run here and there,&lt;br /&gt;disturbing peeps, sleeping on the bench and so on&lt;br /&gt;the next semester will be in wisma help where it is all goodlooking peeps x)&lt;br /&gt;yummyyy&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha AIMAN ARIFIN if baca mesti bangga cos hes in wisma NOW&lt;br /&gt;i had alot of troubles and happy moment there&lt;br /&gt;but its beter to keep moving forward and the new sem and the new place doesnt seems bad to me&lt;br /&gt;i have lots of friends so it does comfort me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, SHARON and baby JOHNSON comes for sleepover at my house&lt;br /&gt;them bitch is from texas and just arrived this morning&lt;br /&gt;they straight for pictures in KLCC and shopping bila sampai tadi&lt;br /&gt;GILA AH KORANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personalise by&lt;br /&gt;FATHUR THE JACKSON 5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-1123975200143128552?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/1123975200143128552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=1123975200143128552' title='0 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Day</title><content type='html'>Today, mama woke me at 7&lt;br /&gt;she seems to be in the rush for meeting or seeing someone&lt;br /&gt;so I went to CURVE around 9 ???&lt;br /&gt;i told mama to drop me there cos i gotta fetch aaron at his house&lt;br /&gt;everything's went wronged today&lt;br /&gt;I arrived like 9 and i just became worst cos not even the staff comes at 9&lt;br /&gt;i waited like jaga / guard and the gate didnt open till like 10.15 ???&lt;br /&gt;and so when it open, i wanted to buy a perfume for my friend cos her bday is in the corner and that abang comel didnt layan me cos thought i was fooling and im a student&lt;br /&gt;whata hell la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about 11 something, i left to Pelangi Condo to fetch aaron&lt;br /&gt;and i think its about 10 cab doesnt want to send me and ask for 30 bucks to college&lt;br /&gt;gila laaah&lt;br /&gt;Dah la tadi at college we all kena marah by GOH WAN CHEN like gegila&lt;br /&gt;she failed us&lt;br /&gt;my life is so perfect today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest,&lt;br /&gt;this is aint a joke&lt;br /&gt;i trip when i was about to wash my hand at sushi king&lt;br /&gt;its like someone has been cursing me =(&lt;br /&gt;baik i pegi mati je&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i went back home,&lt;br /&gt;i think i was at help desk to ask for my exam docket&lt;br /&gt;this is where i left my STUDENT ID, IC, ATM AND ALL MY CARDS in my pouch&lt;br /&gt;daddy would kill me if he knows this&lt;br /&gt;so stressed la today&lt;br /&gt;why la things kept on happening ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eMo-&lt;br /&gt;Fathur walle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-7291550065840925452?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/7291550065840925452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-2394799263156486687</id><published>2009-07-19T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:53:32.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carlo was awesome !!</title><content type='html'>This guy is so awesomely sick !! xD&lt;br /&gt;i was with ismahan khan, desiree, amir afandi, carlo and azrie for shisha&lt;br /&gt;and azrie budak baik !!&lt;br /&gt;he didnt do anything haram like us did &lt;br /&gt;ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;omg, seriusly shit guilty &lt;br /&gt;i went to get a bottle with this ehem girl&lt;br /&gt;then that makcik tudung was at the counter&lt;br /&gt;i was like OMG then this lovely lady went off by myside cos she was guilty ????&lt;br /&gt;aish girls nowadays la kan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, my cousin is still underage and he smoke and i saw azrie looked and give a weird tough look hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;korang seriusly pelik lah !!&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, im so embarassed of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;tak caya tanya lah mahan !!!&lt;br /&gt;our table is the bising bising one&lt;br /&gt;and this guy fell from his chair cos he was so drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahan and desiree is seriusly jobless la&lt;br /&gt;they asked me to play truth or dare&lt;br /&gt;and i got it&lt;br /&gt;so i took the dare and whata fuck !!&lt;br /&gt;she ask me to kiss amir and i did&lt;br /&gt;thank god its my cousin hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;tukar topic lah&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;after all the crazy thingy&lt;br /&gt;i sent them ass home&lt;br /&gt;carlo carlo !! why la u go and vormit in the taxi bro??&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i gota answered evrything cos i didnt drink, translate, im normal xD&lt;br /&gt;ok ok,&lt;br /&gt;then later my mum was like waited for me at the masjid wilayah&lt;br /&gt;and its effing far from duta ria&lt;br /&gt;i walked like an hour and its so effing empty and dark&lt;br /&gt;scared cos who doesnt want the HOTSEXYFATHUR !~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so that was the yesterday story&lt;br /&gt;here comes the present&lt;br /&gt;today, my babi brother dare me to eat chilli for 50bucks&lt;br /&gt;and this mr smarty pants go for it&lt;br /&gt;and its like babiness taste and ewww plus it is so hot&lt;br /&gt;i actually cry when i ate that hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from square again&lt;br /&gt;but tonight i was with my dad&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to eat the arab food so we went there&lt;br /&gt;papa and mama's lil boy la kan =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i expected my dad to bring me for a shoping spree cos he ask me to go to one utama with him&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;ilek la.. nothing pun&lt;br /&gt;just his own shopping moment&lt;br /&gt;cheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so bored today&lt;br /&gt;nothing's up and plus tomoro i gotta wake up at 7 cos i gotta see my friends at college &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss carlo man&lt;br /&gt;he is so awesomely sick !!&lt;br /&gt;obviously i miss mahan and all too&lt;br /&gt;the greater is for IAN &lt;br /&gt;brotherly love xD&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;so gay la u carlo&lt;br /&gt;whata fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, &lt;br /&gt;i need to chawing now&lt;br /&gt;i got tears to tiara on animax soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE,&lt;br /&gt;R.J smith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-2394799263156486687?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/2394799263156486687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=2394799263156486687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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with life !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATA HELL IS WRONG WITH THE WEATHER ????&lt;br /&gt;it's awesomely suam suam kuku &lt;br /&gt;my undies is fill with my sweat&lt;br /&gt;ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i make a plan to see MAHAN, AZRIE, DESIREE, CARLO AND AMIR&lt;br /&gt;as usual lah &lt;br /&gt;Hartamas Square is like my 2nd home xD&lt;br /&gt;So, today my phone rang like zillion times&lt;br /&gt;i feel like smashing my phone&lt;br /&gt;bukak bukak message and phone calls,&lt;br /&gt;tengok tengok ADAM, HARRY AND MICHELLE&lt;br /&gt;aish&lt;br /&gt;Azrie message me today on msn&lt;br /&gt;He asked me to fetch him at his house&lt;br /&gt;which is taman tun dekat jalan dato ismail, i think???? xD&lt;br /&gt;But that bloody bitch went out with SABRINA a.k.a tetek&lt;br /&gt;and howdahell am i suppose to fetch him ntah&lt;br /&gt;Budak zaman sekarang always talked like K-ling xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so bored !!!&lt;br /&gt;Last night.. my step's came and i was uncomfortable with them around me&lt;br /&gt;hey !!! I'm trying to be the best brother eva k&lt;br /&gt;but, u are not my brother IAN REEYAS ZHAFHRIE !!!&lt;br /&gt;soorry steppies !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh, CARLO DELUGA called me and ask me to come now&lt;br /&gt;but i havent shower or get freshen up&lt;br /&gt;gotta chill dude xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok&lt;br /&gt;i need to get handsome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : sayang kau bro a.k.a IAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-8821085905951354185?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/8821085905951354185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=8821085905951354185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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received a message from IAN&lt;br /&gt;today plan was totally ruins&lt;br /&gt;because he had to go for somewhere with mummy&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind but then i gotta wait like another&lt;br /&gt;6months i guess to meet him again&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;my plan is back to CARLO&lt;br /&gt;it just me, carlo and few friends going out tonite&lt;br /&gt;they said they wanted to go to where entah&lt;br /&gt;my mind is so serabut this morning&lt;br /&gt;im online then HANNA nudge me&lt;br /&gt;ohhh then it says marisa&lt;br /&gt;she thought i got pissed &lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;i am not,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe just a lil bit &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;DAMN LA&lt;br /&gt;i sold my laptop kowt so we can go out&lt;br /&gt;kanina bu betul xD&lt;br /&gt;nevamind&lt;br /&gt;i can shopping like crazy with this amount of cash&lt;br /&gt;ok ok&lt;br /&gt;so im planning to go for harry pot head today at 3&lt;br /&gt;sadly bapak full dekat semua wayang&lt;br /&gt;and we sit separately&lt;br /&gt;aish my life is so full with drama la&lt;br /&gt;now its like 11.49am ????&lt;br /&gt;and i havent shower&lt;br /&gt;so, this is what im going to do !!&lt;br /&gt;shower now and get handsome&lt;br /&gt;then i update my blog after im back home aite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell people,&lt;br /&gt;REEYAS FATHUR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-3263819543977853299?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/3263819543977853299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=3263819543977853299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/3263819543977853299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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chen actually changed all the topics &lt;br /&gt;before our due date?? whata fuck la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok&lt;br /&gt;so here it goes &lt;br /&gt;the drama is gonna start now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on July 11 year of the swine flu which is 2009&lt;br /&gt;i think it is about 3pm and the day of ibtisem's party&lt;br /&gt;my computer rang&lt;br /&gt;and its from IAN KWAN REEYAS ZHAFHRIE&lt;br /&gt;it was a blue moon on that day i guess&lt;br /&gt;because surprisingly, he's in kl&lt;br /&gt;and he FETCH ME&lt;br /&gt;wow !!&lt;br /&gt;my heart beat was about 200 degree fast and gonna explode anytime&lt;br /&gt;and he came on the bad time&lt;br /&gt;bacause i just cut my hair&lt;br /&gt;and the effing dude in pee-ka-boo did it wronged&lt;br /&gt;and i totally have the coconut gair style&lt;br /&gt;anyways, Ian said its hot&lt;br /&gt;and joann frizzy said im cute&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;nice friend&lt;br /&gt;trying to jaga my hati much la konon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;speaking of him,&lt;br /&gt;i actually took photos with him and sadly&lt;br /&gt;cant post it on the blog cos ismahan havent send it to me&lt;br /&gt;nice one mahan !!&lt;br /&gt;Ian and marisa&lt;br /&gt;awwww&lt;br /&gt;this two lovely kids ah&lt;br /&gt;was malu malu la konon when meeting up&lt;br /&gt;one was shy and fringe covering her face&lt;br /&gt;and one busy talking and looking away&lt;br /&gt;i love them both weyh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then rahiemy's called&lt;br /&gt;so Ian leave earlier that i thought&lt;br /&gt;it was about 9.11 pm and 47second&lt;br /&gt;i hate that time !! &gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i walked by, met with iman&lt;br /&gt;she was scream&lt;br /&gt;and i thought that someone wanted to rape me&lt;br /&gt;so i ran&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;cant see ur face la biatch&lt;br /&gt;im blind&lt;br /&gt;we were talking and talking&lt;br /&gt;then back to sem's party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it was 3am ?????&lt;br /&gt;i gotta send mamarisa home at PWTC&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;before that,&lt;br /&gt;it was just me, mamarisa, carlo and hakim walking all the way to square for cab&lt;br /&gt;we went for a drink at apa ntah that keling store&lt;br /&gt;then i got worried&lt;br /&gt;promised Ian that i have to sent marisa home early&lt;br /&gt;so i rushed her &lt;br /&gt;we took a cab back home.......&lt;br /&gt;here is the effing story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that fat pakcik asthmatic dying dude charge me 47bucks to kota damansara&lt;br /&gt;whatafuck la&lt;br /&gt;it was about 20bucks&lt;br /&gt;and adding it double because it was night and add another 7bucks&lt;br /&gt;NOWONDER HE IS SO GEMUK !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aish aish&lt;br /&gt;still, that was my best day eva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get anything for sem on her bday&lt;br /&gt;cause i promised for a shoping spree with her&lt;br /&gt;and she is so excited i tell u &lt;br /&gt;i feel scared.. well girls shoping can be surprising k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;this is only like 1% of the drama of my life&lt;br /&gt;im tired to write&lt;br /&gt;dissapointed for not update it evryday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAMA seems to be my middle name now&lt;br /&gt;evryday drama jeeeeeerr&lt;br /&gt;if i posting it about my lecturer&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be a full 6hours page to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevamind&lt;br /&gt;i will update it from now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;REEYAS FATHUR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-3740530667029119660?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/3740530667029119660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=3740530667029119660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/3740530667029119660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/3740530667029119660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/07/ohhh-my-blog.html' title='ohhh my blog'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-602566916960631759</id><published>2009-06-20T11:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T12:25:20.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Is Next Week And I Just Came Back From Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SjxWKQ2u4dI/AAAAAAAAACI/hzOTXN5Bnig/s1600-h/IMG_0015-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SjxWKQ2u4dI/AAAAAAAAACI/hzOTXN5Bnig/s200/IMG_0015-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349245191732519378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on a trip with my brother and sis.. NO PARENTS ! And we were having a nice relaxing time although we are so tired and broke. Nothing's interesting to write.&lt;br /&gt;well- evrything was great except we thought that there's gonna be a buffet but naaah, its only during the weekend and school holidays. That bitch on reception gave us the wrong infos but evrything is two thumbs up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Sjxaq12ldmI/AAAAAAAAACg/ofJ04R8n95o/s1600-h/IMG_0017-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Sjxaq12ldmI/AAAAAAAAACg/ofJ04R8n95o/s200/IMG_0017-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349250149466338914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didnt do much activities because this two lazy mongkeys are sleeping 24/7 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Evryday, i think im the only that walked alone at the beach or maybe jog evry morning ? haha. I think most of the time i did there was capturing my own pictures and yeah more pictures cos im turning to be like Azrie nowadays. Sorry bro ! I wanted to go for kayaking but that keling closed when i just arrived. That guy is actually dengki with me and jelous cos i looked nicer than him ! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SjxeBXc0NnI/AAAAAAAAACo/x1i22W1Ia58/s1600-h/IMG_0054-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SjxeBXc0NnI/AAAAAAAAACo/x1i22W1Ia58/s200/IMG_0054-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349253834977064562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U have no idea how hot is there. My skin from brown and now turned to be like indians, those punani people. ugh. I bet at COLLEGE people will call me the K word.&lt;br /&gt;well- suddenly i liked the K word. Sounds so like K-fed. cool yo. Haha what rubbish am i saying lah. Haha. Im gonna sleep. Will Update soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE FATHUR ALWAYS K !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SjxjwqwhbII/AAAAAAAAACw/ijKawsr3HUA/s1600-h/IMG_0041-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SjxjwqwhbII/AAAAAAAAACw/ijKawsr3HUA/s200/IMG_0041-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349260145171983490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-602566916960631759?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/602566916960631759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=602566916960631759' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/602566916960631759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/602566916960631759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/06/exam-is-next-week-and-i-just-came-back.html' title='Exam Is Next Week And I Just Came Back From Vacation'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SjxWKQ2u4dI/AAAAAAAAACI/hzOTXN5Bnig/s72-c/IMG_0015-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-8607010704851025165</id><published>2009-06-09T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:16:22.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tastefull words form GAMBIT!</title><content type='html'>fathur you got hacked by the awesome GAMBIT! &lt;br /&gt;well, i dont really know what to say&lt;br /&gt;fathur wants me to write somthing cool and long&lt;br /&gt;im BLANK! if i start crapping just mind me (:&lt;br /&gt;so lets see, i known fathur for a few months&lt;br /&gt;his still the same *i think* ;p&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what is he up to these days&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, tkkan nk write somthing about me pulak :p&lt;br /&gt;well,im just gonna write about me than (:&lt;br /&gt;i am known as ELMO, GAMBIT, AARON, and many more &lt;br /&gt;im nothing, just a normal guy *trust me with this one*&lt;br /&gt;i aint smart, i aint rich, im just normal (:&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to drop by fathur's blog&lt;br /&gt;his having some problem signing in :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think thats it,&lt;br /&gt;tata,&lt;br /&gt;Aaron G. 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study&lt;br /&gt;Mid year examination is like on 20th of jun&lt;br /&gt;And i wasnt ready at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam Goh doesnt accept a second late paper work&lt;br /&gt;And now, time is so like killin me&lt;br /&gt;I got few family wedding to attend&lt;br /&gt;And mana ada masa untuk study and assignment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;Im so dead when it comes to degree&lt;br /&gt;It scares me alot&lt;br /&gt;Today, she wants me to read few chapter and present it on next monday&lt;br /&gt;And yet, i have my own liability to do&lt;br /&gt;I even have my chores to complete my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents warn me if i fail this sem,&lt;br /&gt;They will neva give me a 2nd chance anymore&lt;br /&gt;Told Madam Goh regarding this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she politely &lt;br /&gt;said ITS A COLLEGE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;And this how it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh&lt;br /&gt;I missed shisha and lepaking with my buddies&lt;br /&gt;Guess that FATHUR is so gonna be a good boy for a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,&lt;br /&gt;Im back to do my assignment&lt;br /&gt;chao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-4832120581743405929?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/4832120581743405929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=4832120581743405929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4832120581743405929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/4832120581743405929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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were hugin in the lift while it was going down,&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;boom !!!&lt;br /&gt;The lift was open &lt;br /&gt;And the workers plus mat saleh buncit tu nak masuk&lt;br /&gt;And so, we were like kelam kabut and pretend nothing happened&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1st we were scout around in klcc&lt;br /&gt;But, apa ada kat klcc????&lt;br /&gt;Bosan gila !!!&lt;br /&gt;Then, we move to pavillion pulak&lt;br /&gt;Shes more onto seeing me than im taking her to nice nice cool places&lt;br /&gt;but who cares&lt;br /&gt;heheheh&lt;br /&gt;we were damn happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3 kowt,&lt;br /&gt;we went to One Utama for movie&lt;br /&gt;And, adoiiii, ANGELS AND DEMONS are so sohai &lt;br /&gt;Damn bored&lt;br /&gt;Well- bcos of being bored&lt;br /&gt;we were kinda a lil bit naughty during the movie xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aish,&lt;br /&gt;cant believe i went into dreamworld for pictures&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;I think if anyone find the pictures,&lt;br /&gt;im so dead&lt;br /&gt;banyak sensored and PCD *BEEP*&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were walking and walking&lt;br /&gt;Then kaki berdarah of melecet&lt;br /&gt;aish&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lame yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;we baught the couple pendant&lt;br /&gt;Its like a love shape and it can be used for two&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;so we both are wearing half of it&lt;br /&gt;And when we meet, it becomes one xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;whoeva read this,&lt;br /&gt;im sorry..&lt;br /&gt;im so inlove laaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring her lunch for sushi&lt;br /&gt;and she seems to eat all the raw stuff&lt;br /&gt;Cool !!&lt;br /&gt;shes awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aish,&lt;br /&gt;Today is kinda her last day in kl&lt;br /&gt;but, we are still together&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;And i worry nothing cos she be back b4 i miss her gegila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomoro is her flight&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;br /&gt;I become insane now and so mabuk cinta xD&lt;br /&gt;Feels like droping out of school and follow her la&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;And if i do that,&lt;br /&gt;i might as well find a grave for my own&lt;br /&gt;cos papa is sooooo and will kill me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think thats all about love story i have for this date&lt;br /&gt;hehehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love for my bie,&lt;br /&gt;Fathur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-224488625047901625?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/224488625047901625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=224488625047901625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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TRUTH</title><content type='html'>Last night,&lt;br /&gt;phone kept on ringing this and thats la&lt;br /&gt;macam Babi kowt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all were like tellin me&lt;br /&gt;my bloodbro with dfrent parents is fake&lt;br /&gt;but bodoh !&lt;br /&gt;aku sayang dia kowt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ MY BLOG'S NAME LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet i still wonder&lt;br /&gt;who is that guy i saw at futsal if it wasnt fhrie&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;funny la life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he told me he wasnt actually the guy i knew,&lt;br /&gt;but i was quite ok with that&lt;br /&gt;cos bloodbro aite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aish,&lt;br /&gt;fhrie...&lt;br /&gt;If u read this&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt complaining at all&lt;br /&gt;It just i am mad of those saying u this and thats la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevamind&lt;br /&gt;I take all the anger out of this blog &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, u are so owe me a futsal game and movie ! xD&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;No worries aite bro,&lt;br /&gt;still sayang kau doh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;I have none ideas no say anymore&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;its 11 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;blurr, mengantok, lapar, bau busuk tak mandi&lt;br /&gt;smua cukup !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out to mandi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;created by..&lt;br /&gt;Brad pitt jr&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;signature,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;brad pitt jr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-2028125123680410683?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/2028125123680410683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=2028125123680410683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>today on 21st may,↲&lt;br /&gt;I gota do a talk for few works and its embarassing↲&lt;br /&gt;Well, peeps are watchin and i talked like a lame dumbo↲&lt;br /&gt;Was stressful↲&lt;br /&gt;Then, ↲&lt;br /&gt;Aiman message me that he waited at the foyer↲&lt;br /&gt;So, after embarassed myself much, i went out and we had lunch↲&lt;br /&gt;Oh, its me whos eating↲&lt;br /&gt;Because he scared of jiggle belly↲&lt;br /&gt;He was damn hilarious and we talked damn much↲&lt;br /&gt;Poor him, hes kinda having final examination on june 8, 2days after my bday↲&lt;br /&gt;we or just me who had lunch at mcd and he though im a sucka for burger haha↲&lt;br /&gt;Aiman is so shy and hot peeps, ↲&lt;br /&gt;Go message him and tell how young he looked and give some support keh↲&lt;br /&gt;Funny, he live few block from me and we just knew↲&lt;br /&gt;well thats all lah..↲&lt;br /&gt;malas nak tulis pepanjang↲&lt;br /&gt;Love,↲&lt;br /&gt;Brad pitt jr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-2079136915173795633?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/2079136915173795633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=2079136915173795633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/2079136915173795633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/2079136915173795633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-up-with-my-blog.html' title='whats up with my blog?!'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-3066093088480032630</id><published>2009-05-17T12:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T12:48:54.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to black from johor</title><content type='html'>i arrived home at 12 and was damn tiring of the wedding trip↲&lt;br /&gt;And so i wake up damn late today↲&lt;br /&gt;Feeling miserable, my 1st class starts tomoro↲&lt;br /&gt;And my body is breaking to pieces ↲&lt;br /&gt;funny thing, i actualy got hanna on nails and hand↲&lt;br /&gt;Dont know how to hide it from tomoro orientation.. Sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-3066093088480032630?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/3066093088480032630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=3066093088480032630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/3066093088480032630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/3066093088480032630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-black-from-johor.html' title='back to black from johor'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-1205698670873743899</id><published>2009-05-07T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:47:24.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bump Onto Dini And Her Mum</title><content type='html'>i went for a shoping with my mum↲↲&lt;br /&gt;was searching for a sling bag↲&lt;br /&gt;And↲&lt;br /&gt;A shirt at za'ra↲&lt;br /&gt;Then mama was like↲&lt;br /&gt;Uuh dini!↲&lt;br /&gt;And dini was like↲&lt;br /&gt;Uuh aah ehh u!!↲&lt;br /&gt;Eh eh↲&lt;br /&gt;And many her robotic language↲&lt;br /&gt;Her mum was like yeh i know↲&lt;br /&gt;But i just intro myself↲&lt;br /&gt;It7 weird hahaha↲&lt;br /&gt;Dini was funny&lt;br /&gt;And so is her family↲&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-1205698670873743899?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/1205698670873743899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=1205698670873743899' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/1205698670873743899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/1205698670873743899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/05/bump-onto-dini-and-her-mum.html' title='Bump Onto Dini And Her Mum'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-5594618592769120148</id><published>2009-05-02T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T18:19:33.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u name it urself lah</title><content type='html'>okok&lt;br /&gt;today, i was about to go johor&lt;br /&gt;spending time with my cousin there&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;it sucks&lt;br /&gt;no one is gona send me&lt;br /&gt;and i aint taking bus there&lt;br /&gt;its like a fuck through the ass&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be tired lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;tonite&lt;br /&gt;maybe like 11..&lt;br /&gt;im off by flight to jb&lt;br /&gt;not gonna be online&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;i can try&lt;br /&gt;just for msn&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;its great&lt;br /&gt;after i downloaded for msn phone service&lt;br /&gt;its like a *** service xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well-&lt;br /&gt;maybe when im back in 2days&lt;br /&gt;i can re-do my stupid post and&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;puting some panas pictures of me here&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;i ned to be more panas than azrie&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;dont get wrong&lt;br /&gt;so chao for now aite xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-5594618592769120148?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/5594618592769120148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=5594618592769120148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/5594618592769120148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/5594618592769120148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/05/u-name-it-urself-lah.html' title='u name it urself lah'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-2561813334323512093</id><published>2009-04-29T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T16:10:48.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cook's Of The YEAR !!</title><content type='html'>Parents is awayyy !&lt;br /&gt;Two animals at home&lt;br /&gt;Name Farhan&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Farah !!&lt;br /&gt;They wanted a steamboat&lt;br /&gt;With mash potatoes and on !&lt;br /&gt;The young and&lt;br /&gt;Fresh cook, made them so&lt;br /&gt;They can stop hissing at each other&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;I have to plan on something&lt;br /&gt;Such as&lt;br /&gt;Getting them freaskies&lt;br /&gt;Animals do eat anything xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-7002353389839154944</id><published>2009-04-28T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:53:03.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy today.. Penat</title><content type='html'>1st of all&lt;br /&gt;Apologising to elmo&lt;br /&gt;I was busy la bro&lt;br /&gt;Pecah badan 14 ni cos penat&lt;br /&gt;I had a max rough day&lt;br /&gt;Sex, masturbating, works and&lt;br /&gt;Sex again &lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I got like 2 new assignment &lt;br /&gt;Bloody lecturer&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;Azrie and zhafhrie,&lt;br /&gt;Fathur misses u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-7002353389839154944?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/7002353389839154944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=7002353389839154944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/7002353389839154944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/7002353389839154944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-today-penat.html' title='busy today.. Penat'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-7975205722150021147</id><published>2009-04-27T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:58:34.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY Cullen......</title><content type='html'>HEy fathur CULLen,First of all I dont think you look like any of the celebrities,but you can have dreams.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;HEHEHE....&lt;/span&gt;Cool you have a blog,keep working on new stuffs and dont be naughty like you were in school.Be a good boy and listen to your mama ok.Thank you for the PASSWORD,I will keep posting stupid stuffs to your blog.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;CHAO for now ADIOS...................:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-7975205722150021147?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/7975205722150021147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=7975205722150021147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/7975205722150021147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/7975205722150021147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-cullen.html' title='HEY Cullen......'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-2898368831454463246</id><published>2009-04-27T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:47:41.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elmo got tuisyen !! =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aish&lt;br /&gt;was busy online&lt;br /&gt;with elm's&lt;br /&gt;and i laugh like hell today&lt;br /&gt;but then elmo got tuisyen&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;i gotta wait till 10 to get to online back&lt;br /&gt;was sad and really sad&lt;br /&gt;can u see my tears??&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;im gonna be busy tonight with stuff&lt;br /&gt;and in still bone for msn at 10&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;thanks to msn phone&lt;br /&gt;but its lame&lt;br /&gt;coverage is lesbean&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back to update again&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;peace out&lt;br /&gt;and have my love,&lt;br /&gt;fathur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-2898368831454463246?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/2898368831454463246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=2898368831454463246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/2898368831454463246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/2898368831454463246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/04/elmo-got-tuisyen.html' title='Elmo got tuisyen !! =('/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-1109791210040083688</id><published>2009-04-27T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:40:07.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elmo's is here (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;i dont know how to start bt who the hell cares (:&lt;br /&gt;fathur is like the most awesome brother i know *keningkening*&lt;br /&gt;THANKS for helping me with my blog&lt;br /&gt;im still kinda lost bt i will get used to it&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;me fathurrahim a.k.a brad pitt ;p&lt;br /&gt;thanks for updating my blog eventhough i didnt ask you too&lt;br /&gt;u can invade my blog whenever you want&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;well i think thats it,&lt;br /&gt;byebye,&lt;br /&gt;ELMO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-1109791210040083688?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/1109791210040083688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=1109791210040083688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/1109791210040083688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/1109791210040083688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/04/elmos-is-here.html' title='Elmo&apos;s is here (:'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-3826366611394121971</id><published>2009-04-27T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:48:38.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lmao!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lol its me again syeehahahhaha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well fathur is late again today huh? hahaha well well. im late to school to today =) haha dont hve to wory =) tu lah bz chatting with me sgt smpai tido pon tah pkul brape kan? haha&lt;br /&gt;well weyh i miss u lah senior!!! i  iss pontenging class with u =(&lt;br /&gt;come back to school fastre!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayh im kindda out of word ryte now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol fathur =) tq =) love you!! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;syeeha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-3826366611394121971?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/3826366611394121971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=3826366611394121971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/3826366611394121971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/3826366611394121971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/04/lmao.html' title='lmao!'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-1677989829596256371</id><published>2009-04-27T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:55:35.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HACKED xp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fathur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; asked me to edit his blog but sadly i have to offline soon so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lemmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; just tell you guys bout him. i know him through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;iman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. i guess. yeah or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. his nice and funny. i always tease him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;AHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. but his kind enough to not tease me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;baik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;agak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; but sometimes his an ass. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. sorry. i just know him for 1 year but i get close to him when we stay back and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;yeahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. i wanted to borrow his guitar hero but till now i forgot to go to his house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;eheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lupa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;yeahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. now he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; college, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;maju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. i dont wanna write long stupid post and talk nonsense here so bye (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xx izzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzati xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-1677989829596256371?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/1677989829596256371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=1677989829596256371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/1677989829596256371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/1677989829596256371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/04/hacked-xp.html' title='HACKED xp'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-751744542447241369</id><published>2009-04-27T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:56:48.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late, Fathur's routine life !</title><content type='html'>* Cursing *&lt;br /&gt;Late again for class&lt;br /&gt;Was so busy chating&lt;br /&gt;with azrie,  syeeha, sab tetek,mamarisa and zhafh flea and all last night&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sleep late and my pussy alarm didnt ring&lt;br /&gt;and no one woke me up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;while i was sitting out of class&lt;br /&gt;and half awake&lt;br /&gt;kinda&lt;br /&gt;like a zombie&lt;br /&gt;i did update this one guy blog that i called apek mata sepet!!&lt;br /&gt;sorry with the craps on ur profile bro !! XD&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im out for breakfast with hot mama's&lt;br /&gt;peace and out&lt;br /&gt;fathur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-751744542447241369?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/751744542447241369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=751744542447241369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/751744542447241369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/751744542447241369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/04/late-fathurs-routine-life_26.html' title='late, Fathur&apos;s routine life !'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-6317847092462871843</id><published>2009-04-26T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:55:26.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalala..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hello people =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well syeeha here,im currently hackking fathur's profile =)&lt;br /&gt;well about fathur huh?&lt;br /&gt;his awesome..&lt;br /&gt;we started to knw each other when i was in form 1 i guess =S n he is in form 4&lt;br /&gt;where he n suzanna will b walking around da form 1's block then we started to talk =)&lt;br /&gt;we were acting like a monkey when we meet each other hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i was in form 2&lt;br /&gt;his in form 5&lt;br /&gt;was his last year.. senior lah konon hahaha&lt;br /&gt;tp senior x gune,coz he ajar his junior buat bende bukan2 hahaaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soryh..fathur =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,i still remeber he pernah suke dkt kamariah caarey hahahahhahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol..gtg 4 now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo with lods of loves syeeha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-6317847092462871843?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/6317847092462871843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=6317847092462871843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/6317847092462871843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/6317847092462871843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/04/lalalalala.html' title='lalalalala..'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-6926894121538895631</id><published>2009-04-26T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:31:24.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathur.. the guy that girls talk about every second !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SfQ2D_pVNoI/AAAAAAAAABg/yVqAM6zbrMM/s1600-h/IMG_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SfQ2D_pVNoI/AAAAAAAAABg/yVqAM6zbrMM/s200/IMG_0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328943701338437250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aish...&lt;br /&gt;what a life la !!&lt;br /&gt;im kinda missed my ex&lt;br /&gt;and yeah !!!&lt;br /&gt;fathur is single !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;in college, tons of girls talk about me cos im single and had a big fight with sara in class&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;they were like&lt;br /&gt;" there's a new papa man on peeps list"&lt;br /&gt;it does sound scary when it happened to u..&lt;br /&gt;like i might get rape or some shit xD&lt;br /&gt;Fhrie always said to me&lt;br /&gt;find a girl and bang !!&lt;br /&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;its like a system of TOUCH n' GO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aish&lt;br /&gt;fathur is trying to get a life here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, fathur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-6926894121538895631?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/6926894121538895631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=6926894121538895631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/6926894121538895631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/6926894121538895631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/04/fathur-guy-that-girls-talk-about-every.html' title='Fathur.. the guy that girls talk about every second !'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/SfQ2D_pVNoI/AAAAAAAAABg/yVqAM6zbrMM/s72-c/IMG_0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7864195089251169345.post-2093479774353048321</id><published>2009-04-26T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:21:31.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathur oh Fathur.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dude, you've gotta blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ahaha, hello this isnt Fathur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;he keeps on asking me to edit, aint i done yet? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I MISS YOU FATHUR, why'd you have to be form 5 last year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;grrr, your not in school no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nevermind. your old, i understand. JOKE JOKE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;chill and relaxs, ah. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ohkay, ive got nothing else to talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;love me, Marisa. ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7864195089251169345-2093479774353048321?l=fathur91.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/feeds/2093479774353048321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7864195089251169345&amp;postID=2093479774353048321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/2093479774353048321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7864195089251169345/posts/default/2093479774353048321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fathur91.blogspot.com/2009/04/fathur-oh-fathur.html' title='Fathur oh Fathur.'/><author><name>Daeng Fathurrahim Harun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012214137305237569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XWgnT0OquVQ/Spvd8X9_tuI/AAAAAAAAAGk/a3KxQz34yGQ/S220/1_920442135l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
