<?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-1496737066730616686</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:17:36.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>abracadabra</title><subtitle type='html'>nothing about this one.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-1873201347582438749</id><published>2009-02-18T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T08:27:36.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel that feeling again.&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;please&lt;br /&gt;help me.&lt;br /&gt;I've been mislead by all sort of trashes&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to write, again. Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about time. I cant lie to myself. I cant pretend that everything is fine when things are pretty messed up. So im thinking, maybe i should just let it go. Its so hard to let go things you really cherish. But we have to do it. We cant lie down and let barney come and eat us all alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, move on. Get a gun and start shooting. Boooooooooooom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1496737066730616686-1873201347582438749?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/1873201347582438749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=1873201347582438749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/1873201347582438749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/1873201347582438749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2009/02/contented.html' title=''/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-847813927237441041</id><published>2009-01-25T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T11:39:10.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh?</title><content type='html'>wow, its been awhile. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot , lot has happened. thankful im still alive. heh. more to come soon.a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-847813927237441041?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/847813927237441041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=847813927237441041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/847813927237441041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/847813927237441041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2009/01/uh.html' title='uh?'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-8260917151175322857</id><published>2008-09-10T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T02:57:36.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>addie.</title><content type='html'>When you are addicted to something. Something bad. You cant just let yourself lose the battle, can you? A friend of mine was so into computer games. This may sound silly to you ; " Computer freak " or " Ah silly geek bugger " or any sort like that. His life was taken away by these games. He could sit for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;days&lt;/span&gt; in front of his personal computer, like he was praying to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in life, there are more. Drug , Sex, Cigarette addiction. A lot of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're in deep trouble, addicted to any unhealthy thing, spare some time and think about the people that love you. Or just people that might get affected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-8260917151175322857?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/8260917151175322857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=8260917151175322857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/8260917151175322857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/8260917151175322857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/09/addie.html' title='addie.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-6856643621336014092</id><published>2008-09-09T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:36:24.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear asshole.</title><content type='html'>It's amazing how some people affect you. Even more amazing when you flip the newspaper and all you can understand is ;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;The government says that this guy who happens to be such an affection to a hell lot of people penetrated another guy's anus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i sit and wonder ; Why the hell are we here. What are we doing here. Who owns this jack. Where are we heading. And bla bla bla bla bla. No one could give me the exact answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i decided put these questions away. I do not want to start thinking and mess my head about this. Lets be happy. Happiness of course, does not only come in 1 package. It comes from different sources and variety ways. So for start, i am going to put up this giant art i made on my wall.  Written ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM MR HAPPY. BE HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN,&lt;br /&gt;I AM&lt;br /&gt;MR&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;cheers ; i am not so sober myself.&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/1496737066730616686-6856643621336014092?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/6856643621336014092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=6856643621336014092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6856643621336014092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6856643621336014092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-asshole.html' title='Dear asshole.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-8500077846629164345</id><published>2008-09-08T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T06:29:44.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>x</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, sucked like shit&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/1496737066730616686-8500077846629164345?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/8500077846629164345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=8500077846629164345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/8500077846629164345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/8500077846629164345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/09/x.html' title='x'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-2253881056283723365</id><published>2008-07-07T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:47:10.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hye</title><content type='html'>im in the lab. hye hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-2253881056283723365?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/2253881056283723365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=2253881056283723365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/2253881056283723365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/2253881056283723365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/07/hye.html' title='hye'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-1739593076016995299</id><published>2008-06-30T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:05:24.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sort of shit.</title><content type='html'>Everyone says everyone deserves second chance. Okay i agree with that because we are all human. Of course, people make mistakes and some say we learn from our mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you keep repeating your mistakes and you know you're doing something wrong, its different story after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, im enjoying my " tau foo fah " but i dont feel good somehow. Something is not right. *shitface.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-1739593076016995299?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/1739593076016995299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=1739593076016995299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/1739593076016995299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/1739593076016995299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/06/sort-of-shit.html' title='sort of shit.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-6719372613059445257</id><published>2008-06-14T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T10:35:24.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>supa dupa fly</title><content type='html'>My oh my.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-6719372613059445257?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/6719372613059445257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=6719372613059445257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6719372613059445257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6719372613059445257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/06/supa-dupa-fly.html' title='supa dupa fly'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-6631456396389312624</id><published>2008-06-12T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T09:17:19.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You hit me, female dog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    Dear X, when i think about you, i hope you fcking choke. =O !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parapapappaa!&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/1496737066730616686-6631456396389312624?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/6631456396389312624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=6631456396389312624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6631456396389312624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6631456396389312624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-hit-me-female-dog.html' title='You hit me, female dog.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-3044235578510775962</id><published>2008-03-01T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T11:22:12.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The killer looks!</title><content type='html'>Hahaha. Lets say one day, someone attractive messages you through the net.( Myspace,    friendster or anything). You take her email add and chat online. You exchange numbers and talk on the phone til late night. You discover that you share the same interests and finally, you seem to have the chemistry and set to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put on the best clothes you have, style up your hair and rock yourself on. Full of excitement.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;. Jeng jeng jeng.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and like other people, she lied about her looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img219.imageshack.us/img219/4513/cfooderof2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img219.imageshack.us/img219/4513/cfooderof2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One question, What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hint ; kill her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forget about the question. According to an article a 17-year-old boy in northeastern China was so disappointed with the looks of a woman he met over the Internet that he hanged himself after seeing her face-to-face.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The unnamed teenager first contacted the woman — known by her chat nickname “Qunjiaofeiyang”, or “Flying Skirt” — using the popular Chinese online messaging software QQ, Xinhua news agency said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The girl described herself as a beautiful 19-year-old and the pair chatted on the Web for weeks before arranging a December 26 rendezvous in the nearby city of Mudanjiang, in far northeastern Heilongjiang province.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The boy arrived to discover the woman far less attractive than advertised and 10 years older than him, Xinhua said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The boy immediately returned home, lost his appetite, and four days later hanged himself from a tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;This brings a whole new meaning to the term “&lt;strong&gt;killer looks&lt;/strong&gt;“. &lt;/h2&gt;                             &lt;!--               &lt;rdf:rdf rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" trackback="http://madskills.com/public/xml/rss/module/trackback/"&gt;   &lt;rdf:description about="http://www.cherylgoh.com/?p=33" identifier="http://www.cherylgoh.com/?p=33" title="If Looks Could Kill, You&amp;#8217;d Be Lying On The Floor" ping="http://www.cherylgoh.com/wp-trackback.php?p=33"&gt; &lt;/rdf:RDF&gt;            --&gt;                                        &lt;em class="date"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span class="post-comments"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-3044235578510775962?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/3044235578510775962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=3044235578510775962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/3044235578510775962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/3044235578510775962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/03/killer-looks.html' title='The killer looks!'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-5818158070897899787</id><published>2008-02-28T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T05:08:23.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    I am so hungry. I can eat a car now. ROARRRRRRR&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/1496737066730616686-5818158070897899787?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/5818158070897899787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=5818158070897899787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5818158070897899787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5818158070897899787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-so-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-1721501387768890369</id><published>2008-02-24T17:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:39:06.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, the things that we like to do are not good for us and things we dont like are Good for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-1721501387768890369?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/1721501387768890369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=1721501387768890369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/1721501387768890369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/1721501387768890369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/02/sometimes-things-that-we-like-to-do-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-2800547224014598803</id><published>2008-02-18T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T09:03:24.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did newton really find the gravity law when he was resting ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Was Columbus really an explorer? How did Thomas Edison create the light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In daily life, you wonder and ask. But sometimes those questions just stop there. You think and then you forget about it. Its good to ask questions and be curious. But dont be extra curious unless your goal is to be a detective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people find true happiness through spiritual activities. Some just love to go to parties to grab happiness. Different people enjoy different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, some people lie. They lie in order to survive. Lie about everything and others will be amazed or respect them.&lt;br /&gt;Everything about them is not that true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you back stab other people to keep on living. Even your own friend. You cant always be nice. You cant survive if you cannot get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true that a picture paints thousand words. Things are not always the way you look. If you happen to see a happy couple enjoying their time, think, they surely have gone through some bad times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you think that what we have today, technology wise, is so so great. Our grandfathers or people before them surely didnt get to enjoy what we have today. Still, be thankful because they were the ones who donated the main idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great people are admired. They say that best phrase in science is not ' eureka ' but ' why ' . That is when you wonder and hopefully you'll achieve your goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is something you live forward but you learn backward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, stop the war. No matter where you people are. Dont kill innocent people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-2800547224014598803?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/2800547224014598803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=2800547224014598803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/2800547224014598803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/2800547224014598803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/02/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-7360026627254884910</id><published>2008-02-17T08:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T09:07:52.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to mundaey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Thats it.Times up. Weekend is over. Now i have to restart everything again. How pathetic and boring. To think about it, some things are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hard &lt;/span&gt;when you dont understand the concept behind it. But when you get the idea or hold of it, it will eventually become easy. Mmhm. Anyways, im actually jealous of these two peeps. So happy together. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/145/389730795_75bdea94dd.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/145/389730795_75bdea94dd.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;have a fantastic week folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-7360026627254884910?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/7360026627254884910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=7360026627254884910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/7360026627254884910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/7360026627254884910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-to-mundaey.html' title='Back to mundaey.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-358605981066800683</id><published>2008-02-16T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T03:02:53.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>zxcvbn</title><content type='html'>Streets of love by Rolling Stones is the perfect song for me right now. ( Dear God by A7X too heh )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, its Saturday and im home. As usual, i do not know what to do, where to go, what to eat and everything else. Im bored of everything. I feel like climbing Mount Everest and just shout out loud. What about you? Arent you bored with life? If you are, please give me a call. Zero One Two Six Zero Five Two Dot Dot Dot. Yeah, just guess the last three digits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a whole new chapter for me now. Chapter 19, Sad Sad Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight Red Devils will entertain The Gunners at 1.10 am my time. I cant wait to watch the match actually. And of course, I hope&lt;br /&gt;Man Utd will win.&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/1496737066730616686-358605981066800683?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/358605981066800683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=358605981066800683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/358605981066800683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/358605981066800683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/02/zxcvbn.html' title='zxcvbn'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-6454744732028278542</id><published>2008-02-14T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T17:05:41.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning.</title><content type='html'>In half an hour my EGE 182 test 1 will take place. Wish me best of luck. I just thought of writing this ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;You have to stand up on your own even when life is giving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;a hard , hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1496737066730616686-6454744732028278542?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/6454744732028278542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=6454744732028278542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6454744732028278542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6454744732028278542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-7868842135958153718</id><published>2008-02-14T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:26:25.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dear friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    My dear friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Gerard Allister Buing&lt;/span&gt; has a new girlfriend. Perfect cause today is V-day. But hes keeping this as a secret. He doesnt want me to know anything about this. To Gerard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;COME ON LA JOE. TELL ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1496737066730616686-7868842135958153718?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/7868842135958153718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=7868842135958153718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/7868842135958153718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/7868842135958153718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-dear-friend.html' title='My dear friend.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-5828046075337149102</id><published>2008-02-12T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:16:40.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long-distance relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Absence makes the heart grow fonder&lt;/span&gt; "- or so the saying goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;But what if the time away is prolonged, or your partner is more relaxed about the situation? What if you are the one whos gonna stay and your partner is going away? What can you do about it? Can you stop thinking about it? How are you going to survive this phase? What are you going to do when your partner is away? Is your partner going to be loyal? What if your partner finds someone else? What if bla bla. Can you bla bla. Will you bla bla. bla bla bla bla.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;So let me help you :p For you guys who have to deal with this problem, I can give some tips ( heh heh! ) First, be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;selfish&lt;/span&gt;! Think about yourself. About what you want. From there, you can set your own decisions. Always bare in mind that life is unpredictable. ( or maybe life is a box of chocolate )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is linked to being physically near and any threat to that is also a threat to your emotional&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;security. Some might have said this&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If you loved me, you'd stay&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:arial;" &gt;And then you fight. Its hard being away from each other. U tend to fight because of every little thing. Jealousy or even when u are hungry! You just tend to fight. Being away from each other is undoubtably HARD. So what can u do about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The key to making long-distance relationships work is to talk honestly and openly about how you feel. Couples often fall into this one stupid silly trap ;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;LETS PRETEND LIKE ITS OK&lt;/span&gt;. If asked, you both say ure fine and okay but deep inside, you are too sad but Too shy to admit it. Be Honest. Tell your partner the truth and please for god sake dont go overboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;I agree that its quite hard to communicate once your partner has gone away. But try to keep track on things with your partner. Staying in touch regularly is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;key&lt;/span&gt; to surviving a long-distance relationship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;Heres some of the things you can do to keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Use the technology! Variety ways to communicate;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;email, telephone, friendster,myspace,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yourspace,herspace&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;whateverspace&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Make surprise calls. It shows that you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Send recent pictures of yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Create a blog for you and your partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Send little gifts ( or big , to me ) (,")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Give me money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do whatever you want.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, there are actually a lot of things you can do in order to save the relationship. Make wise decisions. Do not jump to conclusions. Do not accuse your partner for something you are not even sure of. You love your partner. Make sure that everything goes well because true love is hard to find. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; make sure youre aware of the reunion anticlimax. Life isnt a fantasy. Rainbow City doesnt exist. Winnie the pooh too. You might notice that your partner has changed in some ways so be extra careful. &lt;/span&gt;Many couples feel disappointed and frustrated when things aren't as they'd hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s : If you are too afraid of commitment, talk to your friends or u can let the tarantula bite you and            pray u will turn out to be spiderman the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.needlenose.com/i/swopa/BushIdiot2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.needlenose.com/i/swopa/BushIdiot2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(,")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-5828046075337149102?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/5828046075337149102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=5828046075337149102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5828046075337149102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5828046075337149102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-distance-relationship.html' title='Long-distance relationship'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-3664835682608890814</id><published>2008-02-12T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T08:30:25.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(bah)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I, am a pencil box. I was born in Hogayatooka, somewhere i dont know. My dad .. hmm i dont want to know. Mom? I dont have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sms me ; +9087647392&lt;br /&gt;Email me ; pencilbox@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;Call me ; 1-800-triplezero-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;advertisement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FORGIVE ME, IM JUST TOO BORED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1496737066730616686-3664835682608890814?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/3664835682608890814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=3664835682608890814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/3664835682608890814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/3664835682608890814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/02/bah.html' title='(bah)'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-2694384798613047911</id><published>2008-02-10T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T08:10:30.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And.. Thats it.</title><content type='html'>How life is so bulldog and unfair. Time does not fly i tell you. It teleports ! Freaky. So fast and now she has left. Good luck to me. I cant do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-2694384798613047911?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/2694384798613047911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=2694384798613047911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/2694384798613047911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/2694384798613047911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-thats-it.html' title='And.. Thats it.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-6207249917974184615</id><published>2008-01-31T11:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T08:27:20.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helo February 2008, the month of --ness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Close open my eyes and its 1st of February 2008. Yeap, the 1st month of the year is over. Cant believe it. The new year's celebration is still fresh up in my mind. Feels like it was just a week ago. I was sleeping actually. Its 3:50 am and im awake. I tried to sleep back but i just couldnt. Hey, its sad ( or funny ) because i dont tell people that i have a blog. Some people advertise their blogs to get thousands and thousands of comments. Not me. I prefer writing here without telling anybody. But still, i blog like i want people to read it. ( crap? ) haha what the &lt;u&gt;fcuk&lt;/u&gt; ( frenhconnectionUK ) is on my mind ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to business. Its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February &lt;/span&gt;and i personally hate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 2008&lt;/span&gt;. Because of one thing. Shes leaving. Okay i cant hide the fact that im sad. But i dont have any idea why, why i cant face the fact that shes leaving. Its like, impossible for me. God knows what might happen there, duh. Well i apologize for blabbing about my feelings here. I dont want to make my blog too personal, remember? ( just in case you read my previous blogs )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets minimize on my stupid emo self and continue with other cute stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My electrical measurement lecturer is a genius.&lt;br /&gt;- I have a new friend, Okolili. ( Ask me who Okolili is )&lt;br /&gt;- I think Yaseer is a lil &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gay. ( &lt;/span&gt;Ask me ask me )&lt;br /&gt;- My Mathematics lecturer teaches like he's catching a stealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no specific reason why i wrote all that. Sorry. It is now 4:10 am. Oh yeah, Chinese New Year is just around the corner. I never cared about it actually. But &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CNY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;is such a big deal here. Of course. You want to know why? Because most of the students here are Chinese. Ha. And Im trying to learn mandarin now! heh. Happy Gong Xi Fa Cai to the people that celebrate Cny and happy holidays to the parasites. ( Including me *_* ) Its fun when family members gather and spend some time together. Its healthy to change opinions and to know whats going on in the family. Im going to have a week off from college ( starting tomorrow ) and seriously, im not looking forward at all. But but but, the nice thing is, the city will be half empty during Cny and i aint kidding you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, im listening to The Calling's whenever you will go. My super duper fav song when i was 12. yes. 12. I still remember how dramatic i was back then. I was crazy. Like, secretly crazy. I used to collect Ken. ( The &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fcuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;(frenchconnectionUK) barbie Ken.) hahaha. And im still amazed where i found the guts to do that. Oh btw, Its now 4:30 am and im still awake (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hessdesignworks.com/Illustrations/Insomnia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.hessdesignworks.com/Illustrations/Insomnia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thats my friend, Insomnia Johnson James a.k.a Mr JJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buddha&lt;/span&gt; once said,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="huge" &gt;Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So ladies and gentlemen, do not hold on to anger. Hit the one you hate and kill. Its entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Confucius&lt;/span&gt; on the other hand said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="huge" &gt;When anger rises, think of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So again ladies and gentlemen, think. What if the person you hate suddenly becomes your friends' good friend. Solution; KILL THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; says, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;No man ( or woman ) can think clearly when he ( or she ) is angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;conclusion&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;KILL the people you hate and then admit that you were not thinking straight. Apologize and act like nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Follow whatever i said above and believe me, you'll be the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Man&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.... The man behind bars. Mwahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://space.newscientist.com/data/images/ns/cms/dn7529/dn7529-1_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://space.newscientist.com/data/images/ns/cms/dn7529/dn7529-1_250.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He killed his brother. According to some source, his brother stole his Bunana.&lt;br /&gt;O_O !&lt;br /&gt;-|-&lt;br /&gt;/\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay folks, its almost 5 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year and Happy holidays once again. Please have a wonderful time with the love ones. You never know whats gonna happen in the future. Toorara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="huge" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="huge" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="huge" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="huge" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-6207249917974184615?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/6207249917974184615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=6207249917974184615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6207249917974184615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6207249917974184615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/01/helo-february-2008-month-of-ness.html' title='Helo February 2008, the month of --ness.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-5731820994526921494</id><published>2008-01-31T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T06:29:43.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ISRAEL ‘IZ’ KAMAKAWIWO‘OLE</title><content type='html'>Maybe most of you wonder what my title is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm writing about this passionate musician, Israel Kamakawiwo Ole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/izb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/izb.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He's performing ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Kamakawiwo'ole, the singer and musician who was better known as "Iz" and who drew the respect of music lovers and the Hawaiian community, died at Queen's Medical Center. The 38-year-old performer had problems with his weight and related illnesses and had been under care at the hospital for respiratory ailments.  Israel was a  huge guy but he still managed to create lovely music when he was still alive. He had traveled many roads in his life. Singing, composing, instrumentalizing, producing albums and winning other Na Hoku Hanohano awards. In 1994 he was chosen entertainer of the year. One of his covers, &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=qCyi2xUQIn0"&gt;Somewhere over the rainbow/what a wonderful world&lt;/a&gt;, is my favourite song at the moment. To me, I think appearance is not important in order to achieve something good in life. Most people maybe look at him as a fat lazy guy but look, he has proven that his overweight problem is not a factor at all.  According to some source, he really shared his love of his music and he was a joy to be around, people gravitated toward him and they will perpetuate his music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;List of his songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    "No Kristo" 1976&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/bu.gif" /&gt;    "Kahea o Keale" 1977&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/bu.gif" /&gt;    "Keala" 1978&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/bu.gif" /&gt;    "Makaha Sons of Ni'ihau" 1979&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/bu.gif" /&gt;    "Mahalo Ke Akua" 1981&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/bu.gif" /&gt;    "Puana Hou Me Ke Aloha" 1984&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/bu.gif" /&gt;    "Ho'ola" 1986&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/bu.gif" /&gt;    "Makaha Bash 3 Live" 1991&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/bu.gif" /&gt;    "Ho'oluana" 1992&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;SOLO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;img src="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/bu.gif" /&gt;    "Ka'ano'i" 1990&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/bu.gif" /&gt;    "Facing Future" 1993&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/bu.gif" /&gt;    "E Ala E" 1995&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://starbulletin.com/97/06/26/news/bu.gif" /&gt;    "n Dis Life" 1996&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe his music will live for a very very long time. To 'Iz' , may you rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61krwAJNqTL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61krwAJNqTL.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooga Hooga!&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/1496737066730616686-5731820994526921494?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/5731820994526921494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=5731820994526921494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5731820994526921494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5731820994526921494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/01/israel-iz-kamakawiwoole.html' title='ISRAEL ‘IZ’ KAMAKAWIWO‘OLE'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-7157360026724039676</id><published>2008-01-26T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:03:54.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sabby Baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Harppy Harppy Birthday to my little sister.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Shes now 1 year old! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yokki.de/images/Serviette_Happy_Birthday_Blumen_Flowerpower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.yokki.de/images/Serviette_Happy_Birthday_Blumen_Flowerpower.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its so fun cause she because its her birthday and she doesnt know anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/R5uAjJzLCbI/AAAAAAAAABM/L1q5Y8pcwWQ/s1600-h/PC280842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/R5uAjJzLCbI/AAAAAAAAABM/L1q5Y8pcwWQ/s320/PC280842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159859139497363890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so blur -_-&lt;/span&gt;&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/1496737066730616686-7157360026724039676?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/7157360026724039676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=7157360026724039676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/7157360026724039676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/7157360026724039676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-sabby-baby.html' title='Happy Birthday Sabby Baby.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/R5uAjJzLCbI/AAAAAAAAABM/L1q5Y8pcwWQ/s72-c/PC280842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-1367537094863152405</id><published>2008-01-26T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T10:40:09.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When i decided to make a blog, i told myself that i do not want my blog to be too personal. I didnt want my blog to be like, a diary. Well, to be honest, I myself dont feel good right now. Because of certain things. No, I meant because of everything. Its funny when you think that life is really unfair, treating you like a toy whatsoever but then when you look back and consider about other unlucky people on planet earth(lets say kids that dont have anything to eat), you feel like life is just ooooookay. I read this one statement somewhere;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="huge"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life:&lt;br /&gt;it goes on&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn right its true. It goes on and on. And it sucks because at the end of the day you'll realized that life is too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like crap. Lets talk about something more useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! I read the paper today. Tadaaa,&lt;br /&gt;Guess what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ashley Cole is a cheater!&lt;/span&gt; wow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i dont want to talk about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Mhmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;mmMhmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;mmmhmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;MmhmMmhmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Actually i dont want to talk about anything right now. Cause i dont feel that good and definitely im not in the mood. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeah, save planet Earth please. Reuse and recycle anything you can. I dont want my grandchildren to live with oxygen masks stuck on their faces 24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/1496737066730616686-1367537094863152405?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/1367537094863152405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=1367537094863152405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/1367537094863152405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/1367537094863152405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-i-decided-to-make-blog-i-told.html' title=''/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-2576833750239817542</id><published>2008-01-25T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T07:48:42.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>say What?</title><content type='html'>Ive tonnes of work and im running out of time. I dont like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-2576833750239817542?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/2576833750239817542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=2576833750239817542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/2576833750239817542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/2576833750239817542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/01/say-what.html' title='say What?'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-2973965376569532315</id><published>2008-01-17T04:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T09:54:25.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hardwork hardwork hardwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What &lt;/span&gt;is it with this direct selling thing? Its freaking annoying when some random guy comes up to you and offer you to be a part of the damn team and sell their products. First you have to create your own account, then invite even more people and you get money based on how many dumb people that are under you. One word, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;WoW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i) Create account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ii) Buy products  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;iii) Try to sell it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;iv) Invite friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;v) If fail, invite more friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;vi) If fail again, invite stupid people   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;vii) Again, if fail, byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have a friend whos recently just got involved with this thing and as usual , he  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kept inviting me to join the business. Currently, he's a student and he said that i can make a million cash in no time. Just like that. Pooh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;s a student, i think that we should really enjoy our student life. We dont have to get dirty and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;work&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;! Not now at least. That friend of mine has been missing classes. I approached him and he said he has been attending meetings for the company and whatever. Well, isnt he destroying his studies? His priority?&lt;br /&gt;I agree that there are some people out there who dont have an easy life. They have to work more to get extra pay. But this direct selling company says that we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dont &lt;/span&gt;have to actually work to get money. Sit down, relax and they'll feed our bank account weekly,monthly or whenever we want. I find that statement is really ridiculous. I strongly believe that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;$ &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;doenst just come rolling to you or drop from the sky or grow on trees. In life, we should work to achieve what we want. Like they say, we get what we worked for. But to think of the reality, sometimes there are people out there who work really hard every day and night but dont get their reward. Its sad for them because they didnt choose to be in that kind of situation. I myself have never been in that position so i dont really know. mmMmmMaybe this is one of the factors why people join this so called job opportunity. But seriously saying, students &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; not join this. You might lose friends or even lose our way because of this. I suggest that students should study and as for money, ask from parents. If what you get is not enough, do part time jobs or come up with something more realistic. After all, there are many people claim that theyve been cheated and left bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope my friend will realize what he's doing and come back to the right path.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1496737066730616686-2973965376569532315?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/2973965376569532315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=2973965376569532315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/2973965376569532315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/2973965376569532315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/01/hardwork-hardwork-hardwork.html' title='hardwork hardwork hardwork'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-5566678604000464756</id><published>2008-01-15T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T08:00:29.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copy and paste.</title><content type='html'>This is what i got from &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.howstuffworks.com/"&gt;Howstuffworks.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About a guy who did not sleep for 11 days. Read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Have you ever pulled an all-nighter to study for a test or get a project done for work? How about doing it 11 days in a row? A man in Cornwall, England, actually went 11 consecutive days without a wink of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" href="http://health.howstuffworks.com/sleep.htm"&gt;sleep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" align="right" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;On May 24, 2007, Tony Wright, a 42-year-old horticulturalist, claimed to have beaten the record of 264 hours (exactly 11 days) set in 1964 by 17-year-old American Randy Gardner. Wright had some practice: he had already been through more than 100 sleep deprivation experiments, with the longest one lasting eight days. He also employed a unique diet that comprised only raw foods. Wright claims that his regimen of salad, avocados, bananas, pineapple, nuts, seeds, carrot juice and herbal tea helped his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" href="http://health.howstuffworks.com/brain.htm"&gt;brain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; to stay awake. He also says that it allowed him to "switch" from one side of his brain to the other when one got tired. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;" href="http://science.howstuffworks.com/whale.htm"&gt;Whales&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; and dolphins are known to employ similar brain-switching techniques, which allow one part of their brain to rest while the other focuses on breathing and other basic functions.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;In order to chronicle his attempt, Wright confined himself to a live music venue called Studio Bar in Penzance, Cornwall, and allowed a &lt;a href="http://computer.howstuffworks.com/webcam.htm"&gt;Webcam&lt;/a&gt; to monitor him the entire time. He also kept a &lt;a href="http://computer.howstuffworks.com/blog.htm"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; for the BBC, though he stopped blogging on the tenth day because he found it too difficult to concentrate enough to write coherently. The public visited Wright at the Studio Bar or kept track of him through his Webcam.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Though it's believed that Wright broke Randy Gardner's sleep deprivation record, the Guinness Book of World Records no longer acknowledges sleep deprivation attempts because they feel that they're too dangerous. Some have also claimed that Gardner's record was already broken by Toimi Soni of Finland, who went 276 hours without sleep, and that the record was in the Guinness Book until they removed the category entirely in1989 [Source: &lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/uk/health/article1842716.ece"&gt;The Times&lt;/a&gt;].  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt; The health concerns for prolonged sleeplessness are potentially severe. After five days, Wright wrote in his blog that he saw "giggling dancing pixies and elves" in place of the text on his computer screen [Source: &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/cornwall/content/articles/2007/05/15/aboutcornwall_sleeplessdiary_feature.shtml"&gt;BBC&lt;/a&gt;]. He had difficulty understanding the speech of others and developed blisters on his feet, although those were due to long sessions of playing pool with various friends and visitors. However, after 11 days, Wright told reporters, "I do not feel tired yet. There is a bit of adrenaline pumping around" [Source: &lt;a href="http://news.scotsman.com/health.cfm?id=819272007"&gt;The Scotsman&lt;/a&gt;].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawddamn. His face must be like this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/1314229/2/istockphoto_1314229_shocked_baby_with_sign_edge_includes_clipping_path.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/1314229/2/istockphoto_1314229_shocked_baby_with_sign_edge_includes_clipping_path.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOOK AT THAT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.howstuffworks.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-5566678604000464756?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/5566678604000464756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=5566678604000464756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5566678604000464756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5566678604000464756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/01/copy-and-paste.html' title='Copy and paste.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-349626454427697322</id><published>2008-01-15T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:03:54.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>uhh.</title><content type='html'>My current mood ; Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from the damn lab. Before that, I had the Engineering Drawing class. The lecturer is a wise man ( I really think he is ) although he talks a lot ( A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt; lot). Yeah so i was having the class from 2-4 and around 3 oc he gathered all of us and said this ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;' &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Its time for General Knowledge!!&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I practically said ' Uhhh ' quite loud ( and caught some attentions ) cause i thought he was going to blab about &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Sh*ts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well as usual, I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First thing, when all of us were in front of his eyes, he asked, ' &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Does time exist&lt;/span&gt;? '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Woww, what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And my classmate answered, ' Nope. It does not '. And yeah it is true because time really does not exist. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt;? Because we human created it. ( Dont know when) You see, god never mentioned something like ;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;when the sun is right about your head, its 12 o'clock&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; No. Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the say we clocks are common need in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.backyardcity.com/images/inf/Outdoor-Clock-10842BK-1831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.backyardcity.com/images/inf/Outdoor-Clock-10842BK-1831.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;And of course he did a very interesting speech about this topic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;( I told you i was wrong )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; saying that we take things for granted without knowing anything. So after he bla bla bla for quite some time, I actually believed that we &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; take things for granted. Let me share something with you guys. Lets take 2 different countries now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;Ummm, I say Malaysia and United Kingdom. Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.umassd.edu/SpecialPrograms/caboverde/earthview.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.umassd.edu/SpecialPrograms/caboverde/earthview.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I assume you guys know what longitude and latitude are so picture this. Both Malaysia and U.K are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; on the same longitude. And thats the reason we have different time zones. Countries that are located on same longitude have same time zone. Assume time now in Malaysia is 12 p.m and U.K is 4 am. So start doing this, take two fingers, hit Malaysia and U.K ( on earth globe ). Move further north ( follow the longitude) Further and further &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;north&lt;/span&gt; until you reach a same bloody point. And sh*t you not, you'll end up at North Pole. So you tell me now, does North Pole shares same time as U.K and Malaysia? How is that even possible? Ha-Ha and i guess North Pole is the only place guys can say this to their girlfriend. ' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Anytime baby.. Anytimeee ;)&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;So conclusion, North Pole has no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yeah. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is this thing all about? Its mixed up now and we do not have any problems? Well i guess there are 6 billion peeps in this world and most of them live near the center of the earth. So there; no problems we need to have different time zones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Okay now, lets talk about the international date line. What is it actually?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thismatter.com/money/forex/images/international_dateline.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://thismatter.com/money/forex/images/international_dateline.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;The International Date line or IDL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;It is a north-south line that runs through the Pacific Ocean. It generally follows the 180° line of longitude. Interesting ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to cross the line, there is a major thing you have to consider. Days will not be same after you crossed the line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Crossing the line traveling east results in a day or 24 hours being subtracted, and crossing west results in a day being added.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how funny it is if i eat my breakfast when im on the left side of the line and then i shift to the right side and eat my dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And isnt it weird if a guy sails his ship like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/R4ybZ7rcpQI/AAAAAAAAABE/Av9nGoQjdPE/s1600-h/hah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/R4ybZ7rcpQI/AAAAAAAAABE/Av9nGoQjdPE/s320/hah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155666543251334402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Think about it. Maybe we do take &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for granted. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-349626454427697322?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/349626454427697322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=349626454427697322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/349626454427697322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/349626454427697322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/01/uhh.html' title='uhh.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/R4ybZ7rcpQI/AAAAAAAAABE/Av9nGoQjdPE/s72-c/hah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-5248073288229051319</id><published>2008-01-14T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T00:41:30.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im just simply bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There is a saying &lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;If the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;does not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;fit&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;foot&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/thumb_0/1083020229D1Iw5v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://thumbs.dreamstime.com/thumb_0/1083020229D1Iw5v.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Personally i think that line is very meaningful. In life, we experience new things, we meet new people and we also come across different things in our daily life. Whats important is that how we suit ourselves in the community. Some people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;arent&lt;/span&gt; that friendly to others but some are really friendly. The main idea that i get from the saying above is that we, should not try so hard to fit in. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt; get me wrong here. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; mean to say that we should not be friends with others but it is just more like we should be true when we meet new people, new friends or even new society. Think about it, most of us spend maybe a quarter of our 'time' living with parents. When we're done with high school, we go to college. (Again, i mean most of us. Some people are not lucky like most of us and we should be thankful to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt;.) And on top of that, people say that college days are the best days in ones life. We meet new people and even some meet their partners in college. Come back to the point, I really think that the first thing we should really have is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;our own true base&lt;/span&gt;. Meaning that no matter where we are, what community we're in, we know what we're capable of and we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;spoiled&lt;/span&gt; easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe i should reconsider about that '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;spoiled&lt;/span&gt;' part and replace it with  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;influenced&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well at least this what i think. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not pointing fingers and blame people here. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to do that.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, if you think some changes are &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;good&lt;/span&gt; for you, then why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; you change, right? And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not saying that everyone is useless or  'just wanna party type' in college.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; not true. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;We should know the good and bad in everything and decide what to do with it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;p/s&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I hate being all wise and shit but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; just bored and decided to write on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://iwantbigshoes.com/library/iStock_000001122300Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://iwantbigshoes.com/library/iStock_000001122300Small.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after all, we should be happy and choose our own shoes right? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&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/1496737066730616686-5248073288229051319?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/5248073288229051319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=5248073288229051319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5248073288229051319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5248073288229051319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-just-simply-bored.html' title='Im just simply bored.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-357012249141851823</id><published>2008-01-14T05:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T07:51:23.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wozzie Dozzie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.orbitcast.com/archives/Steve-Wozniak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.orbitcast.com/archives/Steve-Wozniak.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Halooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my idol and also my mentor. He is Steve Wozniak or better known iWoz. He's the co-founder of the Multi Billionaire Company, Apple. Ooooo yeah. He's the man. Together with Steve Jobs, he did a marvelous job and created the computer. Despite the problems he had to face, he still managed to develop Apple II ( A good modern computer that time ;p ) I read the book iWoz which is the actual story of his life and since then i was fascinated about him. (People say a lot wrong things about him. But he himself was involved with this book. So yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vernier.com/caliper/fall06/images/apple_ii_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.vernier.com/caliper/fall06/images/apple_ii_large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;This is Apple II btw ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being grown up in a simple family, Wozniak's father was the one who introduced him to electronics. He was a brilliant kid. Excelled well in school. His fav subjects are Mathematics and Science. ( He said Math is pure logic. hah) Later in life, Steve Wozniak met Steve Job ( So we have 2 Stevoss now!! =p ) and  grew up together. What really catches my attention is that his way of life. He's a Billionaire but he leads a very simple life. Hes the founder of Apple but hes working as an engineer there. Come on.. A rich dude but doesnt want to sit down and be like other rich dudes?? Oh yeah, he started the phone hacking too with this crappy old dude. Wozniak was not into drugs or alcohol when he was in college. Instead, he labels himself in his book as a nerd. A computer geek. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;? See, a geek that turns into a booolaabooo man now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm not mistaken, he said something like this ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For young people that has the idea but no money, i suggest you stick to the idea. You never know when is the hit point of your life where you can use your idea to develop something big. Keep in mind that idea is always the first thing that comes in your head. Believe in yourself because no one is better than you'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So to my hero Wozniak, thank you for everything you have done. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.macmothership.com/gallery/newads15/92PBwoz01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.macmothership.com/gallery/newads15/92PBwoz01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;byebye&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/1496737066730616686-357012249141851823?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/357012249141851823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=357012249141851823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/357012249141851823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/357012249141851823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/01/wozzie-dozzie.html' title='Wozzie Dozzie.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-8389799542847073400</id><published>2008-01-13T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T21:34:31.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monopoly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ahhhhh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say that it is just an ugly stupid freaking board game. Well maybe thats what i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thought&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://www.mobilephoneblog.org/uploaded_images/monopoly-724795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.mobilephoneblog.org/uploaded_images/monopoly-724795.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Plus, who the hell this old man thinks he is? Some kind of a Jiggaboo or what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lately, okay maybe a month back, we all decided to play monopoly ; the new set of monopoly ( its so freaking cool cause it has this electronic bank thingy!! hahaha ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gamersalliance.com/Monopoly_Elec_Banking_Ed_bx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.gamersalliance.com/Monopoly_Elec_Banking_Ed_bx.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There, this damn fudging cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So heres the truth, I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Addicted&lt;/span&gt; to this thing that i called stupid. Sheeeeesh. Honestly, Its fun because of just one thing, i can really act like i amm a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;millionaire&lt;/span&gt;. *KACHING KACHING* Really. No joke. The starting money is 15 Millliiiooon!!  Yeaaa with short dirty pants and odd looking t-shirt, I actually have 15 mil in maaa pocket. At least at that moment. Hee Hee. Its nice when you have a group of friends and start playing Monopoly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So folks, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BUY IT. YES IF YOU DONT OWN IT YOU SHOULD GO AND GET IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im kidding but do try this thing. I know that white old dude looks happy but he is not =P Plus, you can waste your  time and tease your friends too. ;) tarara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-8389799542847073400?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/8389799542847073400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=8389799542847073400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/8389799542847073400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/8389799542847073400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/01/monopoly.html' title='Monopoly'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-8237702056174943976</id><published>2008-01-02T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T09:03:36.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>College , again. Tooot</title><content type='html'>Ahh Yes, im back in nilai. College has started. Today i had my first class for this Sem. Electrical Measurement. All together im taking all these  4 subjects as written below. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND IM GONNA DIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;a) Engineering Mathematics 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;b) Engineering Drawing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;c) Electrical Calculations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;d) Circuit Theory 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to be frank. I miss studying in college. The privacy  i get.&lt;br /&gt; Alone in the room and the world is just mine. Despite that,  I do really miss home. I miss my Parents, siblings, Yasmin, friends, everything. I miss home. But this is what i have to do now. I need to concentrate and score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I bought this diary.&lt;br /&gt;New years Resolution ; Keep track on everything. From activities to money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what, im too lazy to write. It happens all the time. Oh yeah, i just finished watching Nanny diaries. Quite a good movie. Scarletttoooo. The movie did make me think about life. What to be, What i want to be and stuffs. Its just, weird seeing all the people there live very very differently from us here. Scarlett acts well in the movie, as a nanny. She takes care of a boy who has everything but love from his own parents. And sorry, im lazy to blaaab about the movie here. Plus its late. Im gonna go off to Lalaland now. Gooordnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/specials/beauties07/beauties/scarlett_johansson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2007/specials/beauties07/beauties/scarlett_johansson.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Oh yea, say hello to Scarlett Johansson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-8237702056174943976?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/8237702056174943976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=8237702056174943976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/8237702056174943976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/8237702056174943976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2008/01/college-again-tooot.html' title='College , again. Tooot'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-5675053046124891265</id><published>2007-12-31T12:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T12:05:33.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year!</title><content type='html'>happy new year folks =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-5675053046124891265?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/5675053046124891265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=5675053046124891265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5675053046124891265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5675053046124891265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year!'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-7369580342992346301</id><published>2007-12-31T02:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T02:07:36.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>burp</title><content type='html'>im so full i dont know what to say right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-7369580342992346301?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/7369580342992346301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=7369580342992346301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/7369580342992346301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/7369580342992346301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/12/burp.html' title='burp'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-4825306337015557583</id><published>2007-12-30T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T11:10:00.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Go Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.scrapbookingmemories.com.au/blog/wp-content/uploads/new-year-image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.scrapbookingmemories.com.au/blog/wp-content/uploads/new-year-image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ITS ALMOST NEW YEAR PEOPLE!! AND IM GOING TO MISS 2007 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to 2008 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully things will work out very very nice for all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-4825306337015557583?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/4825306337015557583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=4825306337015557583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/4825306337015557583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/4825306337015557583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/12/go-go-go.html' title='Go Go Go!'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-718591300325677593</id><published>2007-12-30T00:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:03:54.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bubu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/R3dSSLrcpPI/AAAAAAAAAA4/stnCC_gHmns/s1600-h/DSC02623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/R3dSSLrcpPI/AAAAAAAAAA4/stnCC_gHmns/s320/DSC02623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149675171247596786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yazzoe Twizzoe and Me  during her school prom night. (: Shes my love :D i love her, so so much. We've been together for aaaaages ;p and i just cant get enough of her. We've gone through ups and downs , horrible moments , exciting moments anddddd everything with each other. Shes going to Melbourne soon to pursue her studies. Im gonna go there too after finishing my Diploma. Please dont forget me yasmin Jay. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we're gonna last porevaaah sweetie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-718591300325677593?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/718591300325677593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=718591300325677593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/718591300325677593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/718591300325677593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/12/bubu.html' title='bubu'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/R3dSSLrcpPI/AAAAAAAAAA4/stnCC_gHmns/s72-c/DSC02623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-5807129958843653093</id><published>2007-12-29T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:06:32.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im bored.</title><content type='html'>Hi, i am so bored. Didnt do much for the pass hours. I just got myself a small diary haha. Maybe to keep track of little things next year. Oops, next year is in 2 days! Awooo. Goodbye 2007 !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, heres the thing. I was totally bored and decided to check on some stuffs on the net. What really caught myself was this new movie which is going to be released next January, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;CLOVERFIELD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cloverfield is an american monster movie produced by JJ abrams and stated to be on screen January 18 2008. Wow. And the whole movie is shot using hand-held video cam!! argh! Good god. Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Synopsis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; "Five young New Yorkers throw their friend a going-away party the night that a monster the size of a skyscraper descends upon the city. Told from the point of view of their video camera, the film is a document of their attempt to survive the most surreal, horrifying event of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, we dont know any shit about that monster. Guess we'll have to wait :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Stahl-David is set to be the leading role of this movie. I bet this movie gonna be a good one. Dont miss it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, here's the link if you wanna catch the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cloverfieldmovie.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;Click here for the trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.badastronomy.com/pix/bablog/2007/cloverfield_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.badastronomy.com/pix/bablog/2007/cloverfield_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cloverfieldmovie.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Courier New;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-5807129958843653093?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/5807129958843653093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=5807129958843653093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5807129958843653093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/5807129958843653093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-bored.html' title='Im bored.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-8959099030894517553</id><published>2007-12-29T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:03:54.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Almost. Just a few days to go then 2007 is over. Yes and you cant turn back time, can you? Well, 2007. hmm, i love 07. I like myself now, calmer and better. I love yasmin. I treasure our memories. Yesterday we went to Zulys expensive bday partay. It was gooood. Foood was fantastic. So yeappppppppp, im going back to college soon and yasmin will go to Melbourne next February. Hope she will succeed and achieve her dreams. I hope i can achieve mine! :P hehehe. Hopefully ill be a better person next year! ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/R3YMULrcpOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9d3dh9A9S9Q/s1600-h/P1100560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/R3YMULrcpOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9d3dh9A9S9Q/s320/P1100560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149316764816680162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehe thats me in the middle ;D with my friends at the party yesterday. I think im gonna cry during new years eve. huaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa byeee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-8959099030894517553?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/8959099030894517553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=8959099030894517553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/8959099030894517553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/8959099030894517553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/12/almost.html' title=''/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/R3YMULrcpOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9d3dh9A9S9Q/s72-c/P1100560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-6248969640739050305</id><published>2007-12-03T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T08:47:47.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>To be frank, i dont have any idea to name this particular blog. I am currently not feeling that good. Physically , emotionally and everything else. You see, God , is great. I believe in God and seriously i dont think i am a good person. Ive been leading myself to this whole new thing which really not into what im believing. But, ive always wanted to change. Change everything. Sometimes i even want to just find the restart button in life. To just forget everything. Make it normal. Back to the days when im just innocent and fragile. Slowly, things are drifting apart. Well, in point of view at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just think.. Deeeply. Go through everything. Think about yourself for one second. Find yourself. Your true self and stand on your base. Dont let anyone take your dignity away. And bare on mind that life , is unpredictable and you , you have the right to lead your own damn self.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-6248969640739050305?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/6248969640739050305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=6248969640739050305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6248969640739050305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6248969640739050305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-7772789036363760967</id><published>2007-11-06T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T10:28:49.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day at work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heres the thing. Dad asked me if i could work for him. Practical for what im studying and also .. um. help him ? Well.. its quite fun.. I gained a lot of knowledge hehe. I like it. But he has to pay me! heh&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/1496737066730616686-7772789036363760967?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/7772789036363760967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=7772789036363760967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/7772789036363760967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/7772789036363760967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-day-at-work.html' title='First day at work.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-339841197026997415</id><published>2007-10-30T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:19:15.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of my life.</title><content type='html'>I'm currently listening to Bon Jovi's ' Story Of My life ' . Actually it got me thinking for awhile that life is not what we expect. Its a journey that is full of .. Everything ! Happy , crappy , and shitty surprises, every single time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing. My dad told me that college life would be rather fun and enjoyable. Well im in college now. And guess what? It seems like its not that fun after all. Im always in my room doing nothing. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully things will get better here. :( i miss home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-339841197026997415?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/339841197026997415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=339841197026997415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/339841197026997415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/339841197026997415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/10/story-of-my-life.html' title='Story of my life.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-4517123622295606951</id><published>2007-09-26T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T03:03:54.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Damn it. I have calculus class at 8 am today. Yes , so I took the effort to sleep early last night. Guess what? Life is so Fair. I opened my eyes and quickly set my eyes to the wall :- 9.03 am ! yay.. my alarm clock didn't even shout at me. How fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/RvsIJ5fzWlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tXNfYym9rCE/s1600-h/hawk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/RvsIJ5fzWlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tXNfYym9rCE/s320/hawk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114690767955384914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;                         &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Oh yeah !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-4517123622295606951?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/4517123622295606951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=4517123622295606951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/4517123622295606951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/4517123622295606951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/09/damn.html' title='Damn'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/RvsIJ5fzWlI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tXNfYym9rCE/s72-c/hawk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-6331343342135377141</id><published>2007-09-25T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T05:24:24.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/mc2.vicnet.net.au/home/radio/web/Melbourne07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.blogger.com/mc2.vicnet.net.au/home/radio/web/Melbourne07.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ARE JUST DREAMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-6331343342135377141?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/6331343342135377141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=6331343342135377141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6331343342135377141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6331343342135377141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/09/dream_25.html' title='DREAMS'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-2644473666852029614</id><published>2007-09-25T11:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T11:24:33.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'> Tired </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am so tired right now. Today was such a tiring day. Hehehe. Rushed back from nilai. Quite interesting journey back home.  ( slept in the car the whole time ) Subang is Home. yeap yeap. First thing i did was :- Run to parents room and played with baby sister. Then we had our dinner at a friend's house. Truly a beautiful place. Enjoyed the dinner. Next , hit the gym. Had to maintain this stupid thing , again and again. Bought burger and went straight back. Had some sort of winning 11 war and now , here i am. Dogging shit. Bored as toott. I do Not know what to DO. Help me. Call 911.&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/1496737066730616686-2644473666852029614?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/2644473666852029614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=2644473666852029614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/2644473666852029614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/2644473666852029614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/09/tired.html' title='&lt;b&gt; Tired &lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-509237470249515656</id><published>2007-09-23T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T19:46:46.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dum dum dam.</title><content type='html'>The only certainty in life is death. after all , we're gonna be alone right? alone to ourselves. heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1496737066730616686-509237470249515656?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/509237470249515656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=509237470249515656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/509237470249515656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/509237470249515656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/09/dum-dum-dam.html' title='dum dum dam.'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1496737066730616686.post-6577020807150895585</id><published>2007-09-22T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T05:22:01.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion</title><content type='html'>To me , the actual meaning of passion is ;Strong and barely emotion , an intense enthusiasm for something. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today as i was walking back from class, i started thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this me? Am I doing the right thing , right now? I don't like this %^&amp;amp;#. HELP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe life will teach me ..............&lt;br /&gt;someday in future. When I regret and I cant change the fact , thatswhen life will take place teach me. Life is something you live forward but you understand backwards. Unfair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Lets hope for some miracle.&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://www.gambling911.com/Manchester-United.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.gambling911.com/Manchester-United.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS IS PASSION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry a lil bit emo.&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/1496737066730616686-6577020807150895585?l=aimann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/feeds/6577020807150895585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1496737066730616686&amp;postID=6577020807150895585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6577020807150895585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1496737066730616686/posts/default/6577020807150895585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimann.blogspot.com/2007/09/passion.html' title='Passion'/><author><name>Aiman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09380066908630214123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9r0830HHR60/SMaEawLbzeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/VL3tRBO50Ek/S220/Image015.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
