<?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-7091948984323920245</id><updated>2011-07-08T21:58:11.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzaaai</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>203</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-7988806238485174625</id><published>2010-04-25T13:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T13:12:47.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HEY ! I WONT BE ACTIVE IN BLOGGER ANYMORE ! I HAD MOVED TO TUMBLR INSTEAD !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zaifhami.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WWW.ZAIFHAMI.TUMBLR.COM&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/7091948984323920245-7988806238485174625?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/7988806238485174625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=7988806238485174625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7988806238485174625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7988806238485174625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-i-wont-be-active-in-blogger-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-220427320899385452</id><published>2010-03-21T22:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:51:45.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are the girl i've always wanted to be with .......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S6Yt1C7gToI/AAAAAAAABT8/iD0oVastdo8/s1600-h/j.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451094788321332866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S6Yt1C7gToI/AAAAAAAABT8/iD0oVastdo8/s320/j.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S6YtUJwxTxI/AAAAAAAABTs/98F1ef52MJ8/s1600-h/k.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451094223219674898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S6YtUJwxTxI/AAAAAAAABTs/98F1ef52MJ8/s320/k.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S6Ys9mwC7BI/AAAAAAAABTk/J9yNOp9AtMY/s1600-h/g.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451093835864271890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S6Ys9mwC7BI/AAAAAAAABTk/J9yNOp9AtMY/s320/g.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S6YrUY7fCWI/AAAAAAAABTU/8bfw-Ytjfx0/s1600-h/d.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S6Yq5u0XFxI/AAAAAAAABTM/oc6PAiDvvjo/s1600-h/c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451091570287122194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S6Yq5u0XFxI/AAAAAAAABTM/oc6PAiDvvjo/s320/c.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" I am the man who will fight for your honour, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be the hero you're dreaming of&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'll live forever, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knowing together that we&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Did it all for the glory of love........." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BABY, I felt so elated whenever im with you. Thanks for showering me with your sincere love. I'll promise you that i will take care of you no matter what. Remember not to be so secretive towards me, cos im willing to accept you for who you are. You had change finally, and im glad about that. Really. I hope the feeling you had for me wont fade away. Being with you is the most happiest thing for me. Thanks once again for loving me. For accepting who i am right now. Thanks for understanding me so much. I LOVE YOU.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANYWAY;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love is sweeter when it is earned and sacrificed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-220427320899385452?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/220427320899385452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=220427320899385452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/220427320899385452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/220427320899385452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-are-girl-ive-always-want-to-be-with.html' title='you are the girl i&apos;ve always wanted to be with .......'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S6Yt1C7gToI/AAAAAAAABT8/iD0oVastdo8/s72-c/j.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2423433069475523433</id><published>2010-03-18T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T00:49:16.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it feels good to be with you....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S6EHV_2TJlI/AAAAAAAABTE/LwKK9jfB538/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449645098592839250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S6EHV_2TJlI/AAAAAAAABTE/LwKK9jfB538/s320/a.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I&lt;strong&gt; LOVE YOU !!!!!!! THANKS FOR BEING SO UNDERSTANDING ,BABY. I LOVE YOU THE MOST ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;XOXO !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-2423433069475523433?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2423433069475523433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2423433069475523433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2423433069475523433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2423433069475523433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-feels-good-to-be-with-you.html' title='it feels good to be with you....'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S6EHV_2TJlI/AAAAAAAABTE/LwKK9jfB538/s72-c/a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2361048094678865963</id><published>2010-02-21T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T23:44:52.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i fall for u again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S4FR-n5kz6I/AAAAAAAABS8/I3cdPChzh-g/s1600-h/brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440719961144479650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S4FR-n5kz6I/AAAAAAAABS8/I3cdPChzh-g/s320/brown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S4FRCtZ307I/AAAAAAAABS0/Yp_7wiGC-Gw/s1600-h/IMG_0050+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440718931829969842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S4FRCtZ307I/AAAAAAAABS0/Yp_7wiGC-Gw/s320/IMG_0050+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE HER ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dont you ever leave me baby or else i'll promise you that i'll punch u !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always remember this baby;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"never take someone for granted. hold that person close to your heart, cause you might wake up one day and realize that you've lost a diamond while you were too busy collecting stones."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Baby, i love you so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-2361048094678865963?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2361048094678865963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2361048094678865963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2361048094678865963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2361048094678865963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-fall-for-u-again.html' title='i fall for u again'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S4FR-n5kz6I/AAAAAAAABS8/I3cdPChzh-g/s72-c/brown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-665363122816259742</id><published>2010-02-17T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T15:03:15.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S3uT0V0DC0I/AAAAAAAABSs/LzO67jJplcc/s1600-h/IMG_7107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439103502397934402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S3uT0V0DC0I/AAAAAAAABSs/LzO67jJplcc/s320/IMG_7107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally im updating my blog. Dont ask me why. My internet connection has been pissing me off big time this time round. Wont want to elaborate more on it. haha. So far 2010 has been a good year for me. I would not want to say its an awesome year cos for now i've been struggling so that i'll be to cope with my studies, especially the new topics that has been stressing me up each day. School is pretty fine for now, however most of the teachers are stressing my class and i out. Such an ass ! okay, thats for now. Im not feeling well, i need a good rest ! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps: i've never knew that u were this evil :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-665363122816259742?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/665363122816259742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=665363122816259742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/665363122816259742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/665363122816259742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='.........'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S3uT0V0DC0I/AAAAAAAABSs/LzO67jJplcc/s72-c/IMG_7107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-92339908993436843</id><published>2010-02-16T01:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:27:53.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no longer you and i</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S3mCTqAQgzI/AAAAAAAABSk/zqAclihM0U4/s1600-h/IMG_4862+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438521299231081266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S3mCTqAQgzI/AAAAAAAABSk/zqAclihM0U4/s320/IMG_4862+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing left for me to say&lt;br /&gt;There's no more wicked games to play&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to walk away&lt;br /&gt;I am allright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm on a high&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning that is my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning to the rythm of the night&lt;br /&gt;I am allright&lt;br /&gt;The music is making me growing&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me awake is me knowing&lt;br /&gt;There's noone here to break me or bring me down&lt;br /&gt;And noone here to hurt me or fool around&lt;br /&gt;I have no more time for you to hurt my feelings&lt;br /&gt;Done enough to prove I'm all that I believe in&lt;br /&gt;We are at the end no more stupid lies&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you here by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no there is no longer you and I - you and I&lt;br /&gt;You and I - you and I&lt;br /&gt;You and I - you and I&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;There is no longer you and I - you and I&lt;br /&gt;You and I - you and I&lt;br /&gt;You and I - you and I&lt;br /&gt;You and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what other people say&lt;br /&gt;I know you fool around all day&lt;br /&gt;Now it doesn't hurt me anyway&lt;br /&gt;I am allright&lt;br /&gt;And when the day turns into night&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a club forgetting you and I&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm think of how you treated me&lt;br /&gt;You proved me right.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( The lyrics explains everything, i cant control my emotion right now. Sorry im leaving. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-92339908993436843?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/92339908993436843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=92339908993436843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/92339908993436843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/92339908993436843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2010/02/theres-no-longer-you-and-i.html' title='There&apos;s no longer you and i'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/S3mCTqAQgzI/AAAAAAAABSk/zqAclihM0U4/s72-c/IMG_4862+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-4661983299495164572</id><published>2009-12-26T01:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T02:15:51.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it is killing me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SzUAWT0fN1I/AAAAAAAABSY/LA_WB0uo814/s1600-h/cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419238109887805266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SzUAWT0fN1I/AAAAAAAABSY/LA_WB0uo814/s320/cc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&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/7091948984323920245-4661983299495164572?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/4661983299495164572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=4661983299495164572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/4661983299495164572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/4661983299495164572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-is-killing-me.html' title='it is killing me'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SzUAWT0fN1I/AAAAAAAABSY/LA_WB0uo814/s72-c/cc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2313423843218650017</id><published>2009-12-25T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T16:24:45.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SzR2wB6FNtI/AAAAAAAABSQ/fbKU5J2Y2ZM/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419086819151394514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SzR2wB6FNtI/AAAAAAAABSQ/fbKU5J2Y2ZM/s320/page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, im blogging again. lol. Finally! Sorry for not updating my blog. Firstly i had nothing to talk about, nothing interesting to share, haha. Okay, im glad that this sunday wil be my last day working. Finally i'll be able to wake up real late. No more waking up early like about 6 in the morning. Nevertheless, i think i gonna miss the whole bunch of colleagues there. They were great. I gonna miss you guys, and the greetings yay. haha. Im also glad cos i got to experience how difficult work is. Ouh yeah, did anyone realised that 2009 is leaving us? We gonna meet the new year, 2010. Damn, i swear time is moving real fast. Soon i'll be 17 and then 18. hahaha. 18 !!!!!!! Im looking forward to that age babe. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next year will always be a better year for me. Hopefully! I've planned everything already. I wanna change my attitude. I wanna be a better person. I wanna study really hard. I wanna dye my hair BLACK soon, maybe later? haha. But ill confirm get it done before countdown. Misses the old black hair of mine. lol. I wanna have long hair. I wanna loose 10 kilos. Im now 58kg ! Need to burn the fats at the tummy area lol. There's alot more actually. haha. But im sure i'll be able to achieve all of it in 2010. PEACE. Thats for now, i need to get change, going to granny's house now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-2313423843218650017?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2313423843218650017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2313423843218650017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2313423843218650017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2313423843218650017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SzR2wB6FNtI/AAAAAAAABSQ/fbKU5J2Y2ZM/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1485342207315763776</id><published>2009-12-17T00:23:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T00:35:08.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shesha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SykL-Hnjc6I/AAAAAAAABRo/FeUm5GlkiG8/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415873188714476450" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SykKEckOXeI/AAAAAAAABQ4/uQnBT_dyk4I/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SykJ8Fufl_I/AAAAAAAABQw/4BEokdAPuho/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415870954823718898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SykJ8Fufl_I/AAAAAAAABQw/4BEokdAPuho/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SykJ0Pw8vlI/AAAAAAAABQo/uPfKLRuHeZk/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415870820079418962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SykJ0Pw8vlI/AAAAAAAABQo/uPfKLRuHeZk/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SykJpY0WjTI/AAAAAAAABQg/z8xYkop00WA/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415870633531051314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SykJpY0WjTI/AAAAAAAABQg/z8xYkop00WA/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A GREAT DAY TO REMEMBER !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7091948984323920245-1485342207315763776?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/1485342207315763776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=1485342207315763776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1485342207315763776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1485342207315763776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/12/shesha.html' title='shesha'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SykL-Hnjc6I/AAAAAAAABRo/FeUm5GlkiG8/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-345150592184384631</id><published>2009-12-13T23:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:06:40.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>engagement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SyUNTTLDZzI/AAAAAAAABQY/_Id0MB05C0w/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414748752198199090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SyUNTTLDZzI/AAAAAAAABQY/_Id0MB05C0w/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SyUM4emc5PI/AAAAAAAABQQ/AR1qRaGC4_0/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414748291409437938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SyUM4emc5PI/AAAAAAAABQQ/AR1qRaGC4_0/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SyUMplTIyEI/AAAAAAAABQI/rV40JDmgfRw/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414748035509438530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SyUMplTIyEI/AAAAAAAABQI/rV40JDmgfRw/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SyUMcpbjNOI/AAAAAAAABQA/FA3iOulWkdw/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414747813280167138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SyUMcpbjNOI/AAAAAAAABQA/FA3iOulWkdw/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SyUL8KLcsAI/AAAAAAAABP4/Iqrl0va0LMA/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414747255135318018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SyUL8KLcsAI/AAAAAAAABP4/Iqrl0va0LMA/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SyULWcqnfRI/AAAAAAAABPw/21bMTaCznDg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414746607262858514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SyULWcqnfRI/AAAAAAAABPw/21bMTaCznDg/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations Veeya !! thanks once again for hiring me. haha. I'll try to get all the pictures done as soon as possible. For now, here are some of your solo pics that had already been edited !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7091948984323920245-345150592184384631?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/345150592184384631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=345150592184384631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/345150592184384631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/345150592184384631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/12/engagement.html' title='engagement'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SyUNTTLDZzI/AAAAAAAABQY/_Id0MB05C0w/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-6648893828010902362</id><published>2009-12-05T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:19:24.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SxprphH_0FI/AAAAAAAABPo/Dbi-uqxIMHk/s1600-h/_MG_1802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411756263249793106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SxprphH_0FI/AAAAAAAABPo/Dbi-uqxIMHk/s320/_MG_1802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently.Currently.Currently.Currently.Currently!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-6648893828010902362?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/6648893828010902362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=6648893828010902362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6648893828010902362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6648893828010902362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/12/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SxprphH_0FI/AAAAAAAABPo/Dbi-uqxIMHk/s72-c/_MG_1802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-4189218037905692396</id><published>2009-12-05T22:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T22:20:40.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No matter</title><content type='html'>No matter how hard the situation is, no matter how painful that you and i have been through, no matter how angry you are to me, no matter how mad you are to me, a true friend will always be right beside you guiding .... He / She wont let you face the obstacles that you are facing all by yourself. He/ She will be the one who TRIES to understand you the best. Even how busy i am, even how mad you are to me, he / she will try to make the effort to fix things out between one another. And will make sure things are back to how it used to be. Today, i realised that your promises are fake. Its all a lie. Not a single of it is true. Im just here to let you know that idm leaving in this whole wide world without you as a friend cos im already a grown up boy who are able to think positively. Friends come and go, if there's anything you are not satisfied with me, you can come and approach me. I know im busy for not spending time with you, but honestly, no matter how busy i am, i will never forget my friends. Thats all i have to say. Text me when you are free cos i wont bother interfering or asking you about your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-4189218037905692396?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/4189218037905692396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=4189218037905692396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/4189218037905692396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/4189218037905692396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-matter-how-hard-situation-is-friend.html' title='No matter'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2884747205377914016</id><published>2009-11-27T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:14:57.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please give me strength so that i'll be able to carry on with this. Pleaseeee. The past is hunting me. Please god, Give me strength and please guide me through.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Saat aku tertawa di atas semua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Saat aku menangisi kesedihanku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Aku ingin engkau selalu ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Aku ingin engkau aku kenang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Selama aku masih bisa bernafas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Masih sanggup berjalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ku kan slalu memujamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Meski ku tak tau lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Engkau ada di mana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Dengarkan aku ku merindukanmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Saat aku mencoba merubah segalanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Saat aku meratapi kekalahanku&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/7091948984323920245-2884747205377914016?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2884747205377914016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2884747205377914016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2884747205377914016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2884747205377914016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/11/please-give-me-strength-so-that-ill-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2757023325712990597</id><published>2009-11-27T09:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:10:13.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>next day will always be a better day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sw80QaF3oLI/AAAAAAAABPg/i4bmSWwhgC4/s1600/Copy+of+u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408599133981745330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sw80QaF3oLI/AAAAAAAABPg/i4bmSWwhgC4/s320/Copy+of+u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Morning people. Sorry for not blogging for some quite time. I've been busy with work especially nowadays cos somerset 313 is opening soon which is on next thurs and the store (uni qlo) in somerset 313 is the biggest in asia. So yeah, there's tons of things that i should be doing there. Eventhough its tiring, i had fun. I get to enjoy my life slowly eventhough its hard. Eventhough my mind is not in ease. Eventhough im still hurt by you, you and you. Whatever it is life have to move on. Am i right? hahaha *evil laugh* And to that someone, hahaha. I miss you, but i decided to leave. I dont want to repeat my mistakes over and over again and carry on hurting you. Maybe we are really not meant to be together. I just need you to remember that you will always be the special person and special thing to me. Text me if you need someone to talk with. Maybe you can't see the sincerity in me now, perhaps later. Later, when im no longer around.. hahaha. Will always remember this " the next day will always be a better day".... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To that particular someone. I've read your blog and again i had make up my mind to leave you. Leave you for now and forever. Yes, i know what i am doing and im really happy with this decision of mine. I dont need a hot girl beside me. I just need someone who can be trusted, who can shower me with her true love not looks.... take care and please dont get the wrong idea of me texting you. Its only as a friend. I dont have any feelings for you... (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ouh anyway, to that someone special.... I cant wait to go with you. Perhaps a date? haha. We shall see how okay... Knowing you wasn't attached, it makes me gahaha. Okay people, till here. I got some prayers that been held at home here. SELAMAT HARI RAYA HAJIIII (:&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/7091948984323920245-2757023325712990597?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2757023325712990597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2757023325712990597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2757023325712990597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2757023325712990597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/11/next-day-will-always-be-better-day.html' title='next day will always be a better day'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sw80QaF3oLI/AAAAAAAABPg/i4bmSWwhgC4/s72-c/Copy+of+u.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-9168375264402870915</id><published>2009-11-23T01:30:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T02:24:47.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P R O M</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SwmBAis8UPI/AAAAAAAABPI/pCe8jiWBm-c/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406994673950281970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SwmBAis8UPI/AAAAAAAABPI/pCe8jiWBm-c/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SwmArXzvroI/AAAAAAAABPA/J7KCJT9Iwxc/s1600/IMG_1328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406994310248771202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SwmArXzvroI/AAAAAAAABPA/J7KCJT9Iwxc/s320/IMG_1328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl_jDhLE1I/AAAAAAAABO4/e54O2w99cQI/s1600/IMG_1463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406993067851584338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl_jDhLE1I/AAAAAAAABO4/e54O2w99cQI/s320/IMG_1463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl9u1Rl-HI/AAAAAAAABOw/-vNS4ebZ2tc/s1600/IMG_1420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406991071163316338" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl62oTEQfI/AAAAAAAABOI/obGPKrPjnL0/s320/IMG_1415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl59NC-iXI/AAAAAAAABOA/V-YoOGflJUs/s1600/IMG_1261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406986920016120178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl59NC-iXI/AAAAAAAABOA/V-YoOGflJUs/s320/IMG_1261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl5pMKySSI/AAAAAAAABN4/y86sIGI0O60/s1600/IMG_1302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406986576183052578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl5pMKySSI/AAAAAAAABN4/y86sIGI0O60/s320/IMG_1302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl5W0gG0nI/AAAAAAAABNw/U5J7bRhYuLk/s1600/IMG_1452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406986260592382578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl5W0gG0nI/AAAAAAAABNw/U5J7bRhYuLk/s320/IMG_1452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl4en4vSLI/AAAAAAAABNo/PvEzJCsRsbA/s1600/IMG_1416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406985295133362354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl4en4vSLI/AAAAAAAABNo/PvEzJCsRsbA/s320/IMG_1416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl3U25jCVI/AAAAAAAABNg/hX3ZPf6nWK4/s1600/IMG_1412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406984027852966226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl3U25jCVI/AAAAAAAABNg/hX3ZPf6nWK4/s320/IMG_1412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl1tXLmMMI/AAAAAAAABNY/4XBJD5NN1hQ/s1600/IMG_1393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406982249812209858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Swl1tXLmMMI/AAAAAAAABNY/4XBJD5NN1hQ/s320/IMG_1393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If only every night was a prom night......"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess what people? To me that night was the first night sis look gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7091948984323920245-9168375264402870915?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/9168375264402870915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=9168375264402870915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/9168375264402870915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/9168375264402870915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/11/p-r-o-m.html' title='P R O M'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SwmBAis8UPI/AAAAAAAABPI/pCe8jiWBm-c/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2111178587979307180</id><published>2009-11-18T02:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:38:37.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hak dush !</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Its 2.40 in the morning now. Its been so long since i last update my blog. I find blogging kinda bored nowadays especially with the outdated song, pictures and blog skins. Errrr, look so dead. Whatever it is sorry for not updating my blog. I am really busy with work. I've been working for nearly 3 weeks, haha. Really enjoyed working at Uni Qlo but im really upset right now cos most of my good friends, buddy are shifted to Somerset. WTH. Then me?? Im stuck in ION. Drag me along zainul !!! haha. Feel like crying. Its okay, we shall hang out one day together okay friends? *Insert sad face* I also would like to apologise to Nizam for canceling the zirca outing with you, so sorry. I hope you'll understand, im facing a big problem right now. Please understand me. Thank you. I'll be gg out with siti later, haha. okay thats for now. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SITI SITI SITI, DANISH DANISH DANISH, BELLA BELLA BELLA.... a million thanks for cheering me up yesterday. Thank you! Im touched!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7091948984323920245-2111178587979307180?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2111178587979307180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2111178587979307180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2111178587979307180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2111178587979307180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/11/hak-dush.html' title='hak dush !'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-4755415145239731758</id><published>2009-11-13T12:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T12:08:24.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you just have to bare with it a lil longer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;you just have to bare with it a lil longer, and you will then see the true love in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you just have to bare with it a lil longer, and you will then see the true love in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you just have to bare with it a lil longer, and you will then see the true love in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you just have to bare with it a lil longer, and you will then see the true love in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you just have to bare with it a lil longer, and you will then see the true love in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you just have to bare with it a lil longer, and you will then see the true love in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-4755415145239731758?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/4755415145239731758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=4755415145239731758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/4755415145239731758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/4755415145239731758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-just-have-to-bare-with-it-lil.html' title='you just have to bare with it a lil longer'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-749413977334717526</id><published>2009-11-10T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:49:10.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Again there's a misunderstanding between us. Again ! Why is this happening in our friendship? Why? I've never asked for this. I've always want us to be happy together, if can forever. But you seems not to understand me. I am always the bad one, and i wont blame you for treating me like this. But again, i need an explanation from you, i need to know who am  I to you. A friend, a good friend, a close friend or only a classmate ? i dont know. Please be honest cos i had enough of girls nonsense. I had enough of all this. For godness sake, i really need a break. Problems keep coming in my way, after one and another. Why this is happening? Im trying here real hard to please you but i guess i failed. Im sad. This time it really hurt me and i have no idea if we could fix this things. Honestly, i've always been praying and saving this friendship but now i gave up. Let the time decide for us. You are going to have a bright future not me, so go ahead with your new friends or what so ever cos im not the type of people who you think. Im just upset with you cos you are just giving me fake promises. Idm if you are now friends with her, instead im elated to see that cos i've been hoping since last time. I even had arguments with HER just beacause i wanna help you and her get back together. But now, you give me the bullshit attitude? What's this? If you hate me, if you want a new life and a new friend why cant you talk things out with me personally. I had enough crying. I had enough of every single thing. Can you please change? Change this situation that we both are facing? Can you for once?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-749413977334717526?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/749413977334717526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=749413977334717526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/749413977334717526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/749413977334717526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/11/again-theres-misunderstanding-between.html' title=''/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-8121822678040335520</id><published>2009-11-05T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T02:32:20.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SvLryPVTLGI/AAAAAAAABMo/H7bvzZGrlEE/s1600-h/dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400638151512501346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SvLryPVTLGI/AAAAAAAABMo/H7bvzZGrlEE/s320/dd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read your blog. Im so glad to see that you are now happy with your life. Cant deny, i do miss you. However there's this such word as ego and i wouldn't wanna describe and exaggerate any further about this feelings. Sometimes i just feel like texting you but i know i'll be the stupidest person to do that cos firstly i dont even know who i am to you. I wish you know who you are. I've been holding this pain for so long and i finally realised that you dont even care a bit about me, im just wasting my time waiting. Why are you reacting this way towards me? I know im bad, i know i've hurt you but is this a reply that i should get from you? I've tried to ignore about us but it seems to be the hardest thing ever. After what you and i had confess you think its easy? Try putting yourself in my shoes. It hurts. It really hurts. Someone who i really trust suddenly gone missing and the only thing she say is sorry. You even asked me to forget everything. Every single thing that you had said. Its not easy cos in the first place im not a toy nor a playboy. This is a misunderstanding and i have no idea when you will get this things fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-8121822678040335520?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/8121822678040335520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=8121822678040335520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8121822678040335520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8121822678040335520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-you-ive-read-your-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SvLryPVTLGI/AAAAAAAABMo/H7bvzZGrlEE/s72-c/dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2729265748928661777</id><published>2009-11-05T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:05:40.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally im working</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SvLn0GNchgI/AAAAAAAABMg/XGftRihuxXQ/s1600-h/ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400633785376867842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SvLn0GNchgI/AAAAAAAABMg/XGftRihuxXQ/s320/ii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Im finally back working again but not at Fourskin, its Uni Qlo instead. Today was my first day of work. I really enjoyed working for only 5 hours today eventhough the time was short, i learned several new things. Woke up at 630 in the morning cos i wouldn't wanna be late for my first day of work as punctuality is very important. Thank god i reached there on time (: I was given the duty to vacuum the whole shop. Eventhough it was tiring, i did enjoyed. I even perspired, isin't that good? Exercise! hahaha ! I end job today at 1pm. Headed straight to City hall since i need to help Ja'ff with his school project. Im glad that his happy and satisfied with the way i took pic for him. hahaha. *thumbs up* Hope to meet you again soon dude. Its been months since we last hang out, and please remember the promise that you had made okay. Don't twist your tongue here please !!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there's a limit to it. Learn how to divide your time okay....&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/7091948984323920245-2729265748928661777?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2729265748928661777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2729265748928661777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2729265748928661777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2729265748928661777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally-im-working.html' title='Finally im working'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SvLn0GNchgI/AAAAAAAABMg/XGftRihuxXQ/s72-c/ii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-9053547394187250041</id><published>2009-11-01T22:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:27:37.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Su2fqTsJsyI/AAAAAAAABMY/uYKESLnom_4/s1600-h/pp.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Su2fC8izSLI/AAAAAAAABMQ/XtAguEEFycg/s1600-h/11242_102336256451187_100000244397521_56639_3603568_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399146401247742130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Su2fC8izSLI/AAAAAAAABMQ/XtAguEEFycg/s320/11242_102336256451187_100000244397521_56639_3603568_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been thingking about my friends all this while. I've been thinking and asking myself who are my true friends. Sometimes, i just realised that they are right in front of me. I just did noticed that. I'll be waiting and see who my true friends are cos a true friend will always be next to you no matter what, he or she will be right beside you to comfort and guide you through. I've been losing some friends who i really appreciate nowadays. Why must you guys change? But im still thankful cos i do have some good friends like Bella, Nizam, Oka and Azam !! Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Bella is my bestest friend i've ever had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Nizam is my good friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*And and that bloody girl (NOT REFERING TO OKASHA, PLEASE) is just a rubbish bin ( TONG SAMPAH) u deserve to die la!!&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/7091948984323920245-9053547394187250041?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/9053547394187250041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=9053547394187250041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/9053547394187250041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/9053547394187250041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/11/true-friends.html' title='true friends.'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Su2fC8izSLI/AAAAAAAABMQ/XtAguEEFycg/s72-c/11242_102336256451187_100000244397521_56639_3603568_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-5479222186954039514</id><published>2009-10-29T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:04:36.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go away laaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sum8rr9iGlI/AAAAAAAABMI/y4-Htjgvahg/s1600-h/booob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398053087101459026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sum8rr9iGlI/AAAAAAAABMI/y4-Htjgvahg/s320/booob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im happy with my life, so yeah i dont need you anymore. bye (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-5479222186954039514?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/5479222186954039514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=5479222186954039514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/5479222186954039514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/5479222186954039514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-happy-with-my-life-so-yeah-i-dont.html' title='go away laaa'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sum8rr9iGlI/AAAAAAAABMI/y4-Htjgvahg/s72-c/booob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-8173717757925995622</id><published>2009-10-29T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T12:06:49.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I've been thinking about our past and us this lately. Sorry but  i dont know if we could carry on with these. I had enough of your nonsense. Why must you make me suffer? Why must you leave me and let me cry all by myself? You are evil, seriously. I trusted you so much. I love you so much, but this is what i get from you? I find it pointless to be talking about things that had already happened, somemore its the past. Im just so upset, still upset with you. I feel like slapping you if possible. Words could not describe the pain i've gone through for the few months. You keep giving me fake promises. What is that for? I want you to mean every words and promises that you had just said. For your information i have not been contacting any girls, but you! You did right? This is why i say girls are all the same, they treat boys and relationship as an entertainment. Are you a girl or a bitch? I dont mean to be rude here, i dont mean it. Im just so upset with. Very upset, and now i've been cheated again. Life is never perfect for me. There's so amny ups and downs. I just need you to really mean it every single thing you had just said, prove it to me. Prove it. Cos i dont wanna get hurt again, never. Yes, "being in a relationship is just a temporary thing" but why cant we treasure every moment of it and try to make it last for eternity huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-8173717757925995622?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/8173717757925995622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=8173717757925995622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8173717757925995622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8173717757925995622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-over.html' title='Its over'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-8869007484777378923</id><published>2009-10-27T15:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:05:49.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blablabla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO MOOD!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to bedok to meet bella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had my hair done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bus-ed to Tampines mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thats all for today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yeah, maybe going to Tampines again later to meet Bella since i think i wanna get a psp for myself. So boring. &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/7091948984323920245-8869007484777378923?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/8869007484777378923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=8869007484777378923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8869007484777378923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8869007484777378923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/10/blablabla.html' title='blablabla'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2956744884162491961</id><published>2009-10-25T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:50:47.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you hurt me again</title><content type='html'>I finally realised that you've hurt me again. Much more hurtful this time. I've been fooled! I've been cheated by your promises and words. Why? Why must now then you tell me that im special, special friend? You must be lying. What's the heart sign ( &lt;3 ), cute , sweet messages for? I dont wanna elaborate cos i know im just gonna sound too emotional here and i dont wanna let the whole world know that the person who had fooled me is you. Im not a toyboy. I need an explanation from you. A sorry wont cure the pain that you had done towards me. It wont. It just gonna hurt me real badly. The pictures that you gave me will always be a beautiful birthday gift! I just cant accept the fact that i've been cheated. I've read your blog. It really hurts me. Thanks. Now go! Go away! Dont you ever come back! Im gonna leave you alone. I've finally realised that im never a friend in your eyes. Im only a boy that you can text with when you're bored. Im very upset with you, very. You had really changed. Since this is what you always wanted. Now go! GO! Im no longer important in your life. Go with the other boys whom you think is worth with. You are a fucking liar. Liar. You hurt me, you cheat me.You hurt me, you cheat me ........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-2956744884162491961?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2956744884162491961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2956744884162491961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2956744884162491961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2956744884162491961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-hurt-me-again.html' title='you hurt me again'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-7522955797887406041</id><published>2009-10-24T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:48:43.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phooshoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SuKNPhxryRI/AAAAAAAABLo/zNEKhDkTS-8/s1600-h/IMG_9986_copy%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396030601447590162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SuKNPhxryRI/AAAAAAAABLo/zNEKhDkTS-8/s320/IMG_9986_copy%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday was awesome, however i was not really satisfied with myself as i know i did not put in a lot of effort compared to Nadia. Sorry Nadia, i cant be a model. Yesterday was a really bad hair day. We even received some feedback from friends that her make up was nice and the best part that we both could not take it is when a passer by congrats us. Hell-o, its only a photoshoot for godness sake. I would like to take this oppourtunity to thank all my friends who attend for the picnic yesterday. Thanks to the both (Aisyah, Aishah) for helping out with the make up. Thanks to Nizam for being a great joker yesterday, you really make us laugh like hell. Eventhough you did not sleep the day before the photoshoot, you still make the effort to help, thank you and that i will remember. Ton again at my house soon yeah. Hahaha! I also would like to thank Kaseh for buying the flowers, making the effort to tag along with us, thank you thank you. When everything is over, we headed to esplanade to eat. We played True Or Dare accept for one of them. The game was great however it turned out to be freaky at the ending part. Haha. At 9, everyone headed back to their own crib since we were tired. To Nizam, cheer up will you? Forget about her if you think thats the best, i wouldn't wanna see my friend sad all the time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you, i just would like to say that you are really a good liar and sweet talker. Teach me can? Your promises are always a fake. Yes a fake,  F- A- K- E. You have never mean every of your words and promises that you made. Stop telling the others or even me that you are bad or what so ever cos honestly you are not. You choose to be bad, you choose! You choose to lie, you choose to hurt yourself. Why must you stress up your life with the past? Why can't you move on? Why can't you be happy for once? I've never regret for liking you but now it seems like everything had changed. I rather loose you, a friend that always come and go rather than losing a friend like him. A friend that i only knew for 2 weeks but a friend that who had done so much good things to me? Wouldn't it be nice if i were to treat you like as if you are invisible? I bet you like it. The only thing you know is cry? To feel sad? To apologise? In the first place, do you really mean it when you say sorry? Cos you seems to repeat and repeat and repeat and repeat the SAME mistakes. Let me tell you this, when the first time you tell me you like me, i can somehow feel the sincerity in you but now i've finally realised that girls are all the same. They only treat guys as their entertainment. Do you? Im just mad at you for what you are right now, please change if you want me, or better still us to trust you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-7522955797887406041?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/7522955797887406041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=7522955797887406041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7522955797887406041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7522955797887406041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/10/phooshoot.html' title='Phooshoot'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SuKNPhxryRI/AAAAAAAABLo/zNEKhDkTS-8/s72-c/IMG_9986_copy%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-5251385432564489974</id><published>2009-10-21T08:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:45:36.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/St5ibX7NRgI/AAAAAAAABLg/iKeiZBysbEU/s1600-h/1_312407723l%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/St5iTAXvyuI/AAAAAAAABLY/51nM9vUE_3E/s1600-h/1_872063235l%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394857482293070562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/St5iTAXvyuI/AAAAAAAABLY/51nM9vUE_3E/s320/1_872063235l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/St5hW0qnxfI/AAAAAAAABLI/15VVsldgsRs/s1600-h/1_427774296l%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/St5gxMeDVMI/AAAAAAAABK4/xM8bf8IJy5g/s1600-h/1_852977327l%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394855801913562306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/St5gxMeDVMI/AAAAAAAABK4/xM8bf8IJy5g/s320/1_852977327l%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear bella,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 8.40 am right now, I seems to be waking up so early this few days. Whenever i woke up the 1st thing that is in my head is you, we used to plan an outing early in the morning. Do you still remember that? How are you doing right now? Good? Bad? Im doing fine here, i guess. I cant deny that i really miss you. Really. I dont mind telling everyone this cos i seems to be holding this pain for quite a long time. Its been nearly 2 weeks. How's job? How's holiday? Bella, i like your new blogskins. Its hot. I can't believe that Photoshoot is coming, it is this friday. So fast hor? Are you going? Heard from some of them that you are going kayaking. I bet you are not coming for my photoshoot don't you? Its okay then. You should enjoy with your life now friend, you deserve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa berlalu, tanpa ku menyedari,&lt;br /&gt;Persahabatan yang kita bina hampir terlerai&lt;br /&gt;Apa salah ku, kau buat ku begini&lt;br /&gt;Dalam dilema di jalan derita&lt;br /&gt;Tidak ku duga, ini semua terjadi......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan la engkau, menghancur kan segala&lt;br /&gt;Setelah kita mengharungi bersama&lt;br /&gt;Usah biarkan persahabatan kita yang suci&lt;br /&gt;Dilambung ombak karam di larutan berduri&lt;br /&gt;Hanya satu pinta ku, moga kau mengisafi semua ini....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telah banyak ku beri,&lt;br /&gt;Sejak dulu lagi, pengorbanan tidak pernah jemu&lt;br /&gt;Hanyalah&lt;strong&gt; TUHAN&lt;/strong&gt; saja menentukan semua,&lt;br /&gt;Kesabaran daku menantimu,&lt;br /&gt;Ku tetap memaafkan dan berdoa kau kembali,&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum diri melangkah diri..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you? Please come back, don't make me cry. Don't! I hate crying, please come back, please. There's so much of memories that we had together and it is impossible for me to forget every single thing. I can't even act as if im happy. Im not a good actor nor a good liar. Please come back, im waiting here patiently. Im still waiting for you. You worth my tears. Please understand me, i don't leave my friends. I don't ! I love them yay. And you too! You are the most bestest friend i had ever had, so whats make you think you are no longer important? Please come back, stop me from crying for once... take care. I MISS YOU&gt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7091948984323920245-5251385432564489974?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/5251385432564489974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=5251385432564489974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/5251385432564489974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/5251385432564489974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/10/wednesday.html' title='wednesday'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/St5iTAXvyuI/AAAAAAAABLY/51nM9vUE_3E/s72-c/1_872063235l%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-3285836227352303294</id><published>2009-10-18T11:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T08:37:28.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest</title><content type='html'>Dear Ex bestfriend, Ex closest friend or whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna tell you that life is preety hard without you eventhough i am able to move on with my new life. Its just that i miss your laughter, your smile, your nonsense, everything about you. I dont care what the others wanna say about you, cos i know you know what's the best for me. You had done so much for me, just for me. I know how it feels when a friend didn't acknowledged you, but trust me, i dont mean it, I swear. What will i get? Happiness? Popularity? No... I know who are my good friends and who are not, who are my real friends, who are my true friends and who are not. You used to be at the top list, but after you send me those messages i think im just totally wrong. Why cant you trust me more than the others? Who am i? Even if we are no longer close, even if we are no longer best friend, we can always treat each other well. Isin't that what i am doing right now? To be honest i cried, i cried when you text me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;As my closest friend, i thought you can understand me the best! The best! But again you prove me wrong. Just reflect and think what you did to me during last year countdown? Same like this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friend:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sorry, but i'm not your closest friend anymore. Keep reminiscig the past Zai, it won't help you to solve this problem. Yes, I did that to you and why do you still keep coming to me when I keep doing the same thing? Go to your group friends who I cant blend in. K bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, what type of person i am. Honestly speaking, I am easy to forgive a person even after the bad things they had done to me, you even know that don't you? But i dont forget things easily, the past. Doesn't matter the bad or the good, the sweet or bitter. All these are part of life, whatever it is life have to move on. I've never erase my past, i'll take every single of it as a lesson for me so that i'll be able to be a better person one day. You know why i still keep coming to you when you keep doing the same thing? It is because i really treasure the friendship that we have been through together for almost 4 years. I've never give up. I always believe that one day we'll be able to understand each other. I know you are scared of losing me as a friend, but you really have to trust me, i had never leave any of my friends. NEVER. I appreciate every each of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And frankly speaking, do u know why i walked with the other group of friends? It is because she's there.(My Ex bestfriend) I bet you know who she is right? Please understand me for once, i only went out with her once per year and i have no idea if this year will be the last year we going out with each other. You wouldn't know how hurtful it is when she leave me just because of a small mistakes. Just because i was desfending you. You know how it feels? A person who i really can trust, a person who i am close with, a person who i always rely on suddenly gone missing within a minute. And now, its you? See, life is like a wheel. The past is repeating again and again, it really hurts. I dont ask anything from you, i just need you to recollect your thoughts... Till here, take care, all the best in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love, Zaai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-3285836227352303294?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/3285836227352303294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=3285836227352303294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3285836227352303294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3285836227352303294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/10/dearest.html' title='Dearest'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1458548070511198107</id><published>2009-10-17T13:22:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T15:22:58.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StlwhgPP9uI/AAAAAAAABKw/dKFBrgE-4WY/s1600-h/IMG_9455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393465749644768994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StlwhgPP9uI/AAAAAAAABKw/dKFBrgE-4WY/s320/IMG_9455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393465262286562658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StlwFIr_5WI/AAAAAAAABKo/DpNNubl14zc/s320/IMG_9454.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Stlvcsw6NdI/AAAAAAAABKg/jkAZ23j99to/s1600-h/IMG_9460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393464567596201426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Stlvcsw6NdI/AAAAAAAABKg/jkAZ23j99to/s320/IMG_9460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Stlth5Z5wYI/AAAAAAAABKY/On7L2_Dk3po/s1600-h/aiaia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393462457865453954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Stlth5Z5wYI/AAAAAAAABKY/On7L2_Dk3po/s320/aiaia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Stlm4WF280I/AAAAAAAABKQ/bxvFKdZJavI/s1600-h/IMG_9481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393455146941739842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Stlm4WF280I/AAAAAAAABKQ/bxvFKdZJavI/s320/IMG_9481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StllEVxEx3I/AAAAAAAABKI/P7WOkgBriuw/s1600-h/IMG_9478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393453153989740402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StllEVxEx3I/AAAAAAAABKI/P7WOkgBriuw/s320/IMG_9478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StlkRFZgJSI/AAAAAAAABKA/DtQ-f6YMx68/s1600-h/IMG_9473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393452273422574882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StlkRFZgJSI/AAAAAAAABKA/DtQ-f6YMx68/s320/IMG_9473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393451935840172962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Stlj9bzle6I/AAAAAAAABJ4/Rl__U_502kc/s320/IMG_9446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393451409954200306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Stlje0umWvI/AAAAAAAABJw/BQ6aKxpbMbM/s320/IMG_9450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StlYZrca9TI/AAAAAAAABJg/LlzGO6D7VcY/s1600-h/IMG_9493+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393439226934785330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StlYZrca9TI/AAAAAAAABJg/LlzGO6D7VcY/s320/IMG_9493+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the 14th, went out with these group of friends to orchard. Had a really great fun with them especially with Nizam!!! We laugh continously. haha. And by the way thanks bro for accompanying me for lunch and keep waiting till i end my job last night ! thanks hor. hahaha. See ya later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SEE! i got good friend. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7091948984323920245-1458548070511198107?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/1458548070511198107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=1458548070511198107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1458548070511198107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1458548070511198107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/10/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StlwhgPP9uI/AAAAAAAABKw/dKFBrgE-4WY/s72-c/IMG_9455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1324188885568917873</id><published>2009-10-17T12:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:10:47.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StlQ-lX_BDI/AAAAAAAABJY/Fk-ri7TtFpA/s1600-h/9432_101424026542410_100000244397521_34041_3073112_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393431064867701810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StlQ-lX_BDI/AAAAAAAABJY/Fk-ri7TtFpA/s320/9432_101424026542410_100000244397521_34041_3073112_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where have i went wrong? Why am i treated this way? Why cant i have true friends? Why must you leave me? What type of friends are you? I admit that i had never been a good friend to you. Maybe i had never treat you well , but trust me you are the bestest friend i had ever had. Its because of you i am still standing strong here. I had tried my very best to make you happy. Im speechless right now. I cant even think. What should i do? Text you? Meet you? I bet you are happy with your life right now, and i also would like to wish you Good Luck for your new job. Thanks for showering me with your kindness and sincerity. I apprecaite it alot. I just would like to take this oppourtunity to tell you that this is a misunderstanding. Im just totally upset with you, why cant you let me explain everything. I know its pointless to talk about this anymore cos we are no longer close. I mark your words. Thank you for hurting me. Thank you. Whatever it is, i have to stand on my own. I gonna prove to you that i can do it without you, even if it hurts. Okay, thats for now. I need a break. Leave me, hate me, i cant afford to think about US. Im very upset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-1324188885568917873?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/1324188885568917873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=1324188885568917873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1324188885568917873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1324188885568917873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodbye.html' title='goodbye'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StlQ-lX_BDI/AAAAAAAABJY/Fk-ri7TtFpA/s72-c/9432_101424026542410_100000244397521_34041_3073112_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-5739703730035290361</id><published>2009-10-12T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:28:49.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StNY0DBfS3I/AAAAAAAABJQ/V0Fe7QWPFn4/s1600-h/9432_101310709887075_100000244397521_31620_1119908_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391750830080609138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StNY0DBfS3I/AAAAAAAABJQ/V0Fe7QWPFn4/s320/9432_101310709887075_100000244397521_31620_1119908_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A w e s o m e! Today was awesome. Woke up early in the morning at about 9am since i have to come down to school to meet one of the teachers regarding to Prom Night this year. I was kinda scared cos my hair is not in black, so i have to force myself to wear a cap. My Discipline mistress gonna skin me alife when she finds out my hair is in redish brown. But, hahaha thank god she didn't see me. Bus-ed to Tampines Mall to accompany Nadhirah find a job. She was 1 hour late. Was really pissed off with her -.- At about 1230am i left that place because i had already promised Fin that i'll accompany her to hunt for jobs. Fin was kind enough to fetch me from Tanah Merah, and we went there by hiring a taxi. ( Thanks Fin) Next, went to meet Khairunizam at City hall since Fin had to go off at about 5pm. Fin and i had our late lunch at Sakura again, Nizam was on diet and this explain why he does not eat.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ( dah kurus nak kurus lagi,insert&lt;strong&gt; MM&lt;/strong&gt; voice )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; After our lunch headed to town , went to Macdonald for a talk and Nizam friend's tag along with us. We really had a great talked or should i say a long talked together. It has been quite a long time since i meet up with my friends, gonna meet the rest as soon as possible. Okay thats for now, i have to start cleaning up the house because my friends are coming for raya tomorrow morning! Btw sorry Bella for cancelling today's plan with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For those who are too busy, i dont care about you guys anymore. I had my new bunch of friends whom i guess are way better understanding then you guys, i also gonna make myself busy with my new job so i wouldn't have to ask you guys for an out again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS WEEK PLAN:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Dye hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Meet up with new friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Search a black jeans for work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Buy white tees for work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Raya outing with schoolmates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Higlight hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;;will be on hiatus from next week onwards cos i'll be starting working at hereen this thursday (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7091948984323920245-5739703730035290361?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/5739703730035290361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=5739703730035290361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/5739703730035290361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/5739703730035290361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-life.html' title='New life'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/StNY0DBfS3I/AAAAAAAABJQ/V0Fe7QWPFn4/s72-c/9432_101310709887075_100000244397521_31620_1119908_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-3346155380135646002</id><published>2009-10-07T12:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T23:42:06.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SswV-7Mu32I/AAAAAAAABJI/PYk62bSNUnM/s1600-h/past+babi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389707024842809186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SswV-7Mu32I/AAAAAAAABJI/PYk62bSNUnM/s320/past+babi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is one thing that I would love to touch and that is inside of you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the day we met&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could understand and read your soul too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our circumstances have changed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lives drifted here and there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Needless to say we did not tear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ventured between lovers and friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then to return back again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From those crossed lines in the sandso now where do we stand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentually between our lips and sheets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To no one should we speakof the late nights holding each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sharing the longing desires of something deeper than love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many say that this should not beBut of what can they speak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends touch in many ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ours just happens to be taboo... they say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An imaginary line drawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If it came out what would everyone think?&lt;br /&gt;So keep me near and love me quietly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That we can share total ectasy throughout eternity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 2 months!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-3346155380135646002?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/3346155380135646002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=3346155380135646002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3346155380135646002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3346155380135646002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-months.html' title='2 months'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SswV-7Mu32I/AAAAAAAABJI/PYk62bSNUnM/s72-c/past+babi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-319167982775748383</id><published>2009-10-04T12:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T12:28:15.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SsgjqWEZuII/AAAAAAAABJA/FYvHI4yfOwY/s1600-h/9432_101394346545378_100000244397521_33259_4372092_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388596164534319234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SsgjqWEZuII/AAAAAAAABJA/FYvHI4yfOwY/s320/9432_101394346545378_100000244397521_33259_4372092_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few hours left and then i will be seating again in the school hall to continue another half of my N level papers. OMG. Preety busy with studies and art for the past few days and this explains everything why im away. haha. Okay, i just would like to wish my friends all the best and Good Luck for their coming papers. Work hard, try hard, after that then we can PLAY hard. There's less than a week and finally you are free from going school... Yeah, hahaha. Im gonna study like mad for now cos my last paper is on this thursday the 8th. Wuhuuuuuu// okay, i got to go. Guest is arriving in another few minutes time and after that i'll be away, will be busy studying with BELLA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-319167982775748383?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/319167982775748383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=319167982775748383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/319167982775748383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/319167982775748383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/10/exam.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SsgjqWEZuII/AAAAAAAABJA/FYvHI4yfOwY/s72-c/9432_101394346545378_100000244397521_33259_4372092_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1713533922569723178</id><published>2009-09-29T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T13:59:20.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no longer the word us in my dictionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SsGg-XOiq1I/AAAAAAAABIw/tYrlZdwBH1Y/s1600-h/BOO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386763622559165266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SsGg-XOiq1I/AAAAAAAABIw/tYrlZdwBH1Y/s320/BOO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kau diam tanpa kata &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kau seolah jenuh padaku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kuingin kau bicara &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katakan saja apa salahku &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sungguh aku tak mengerti &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apa yang telah terjadi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dan ku tak ingin engkau pergi jauh dari hidupku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kau takkan pernah sadari &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Betapa ku mencintaimu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kau yang selalu aku banggakan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ku ingin kau bicara &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katakan saja apa mau mu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lihat aku Coba kau mengerti Ini semua bisa teratasi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Resah bila semua yang pernah kita lakukan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kau takkan pernah sadari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Betapa kumencintaimu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kau yang selalu aku banggakan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kau takkan pernah mengerti &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Betapa kumenyayangimu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau yang selalu aku inginkan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau yang kuinginkan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau yang kubutuhkan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kau yang kuharapkan&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( Till now, i've been thinking about you all the time. However i've finally realised that life have to move on and love, i know i am no longer important to you and i've made my final decision to leave you, there's no longer the word US in my dictionary. Bye.)&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/7091948984323920245-1713533922569723178?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/1713533922569723178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=1713533922569723178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1713533922569723178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1713533922569723178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-no-longer-word-us-in-my.html' title='There&apos;s no longer the word us in my dictionary'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SsGg-XOiq1I/AAAAAAAABIw/tYrlZdwBH1Y/s72-c/BOO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-8715984583336792946</id><published>2009-09-28T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:22:01.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPSET</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sr-RGv1-k9I/AAAAAAAABIo/1lJfThpqYew/s1600-h/iii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386183224466510802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sr-RGv1-k9I/AAAAAAAABIo/1lJfThpqYew/s320/iii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its impossible to be living in this world alone. Its impossible to be living in this world without girls around, without happiness, luxuries. Its very impossible for me to carry on with life. It has been nearly 2 months suffering this pain all by myself. I felt so lonely at times. With some bunch of hopless and useless friends around me, it is just making the situation worst. They are just adding to the burden that i am facing. Friends, where are you when im in need of help? In need of someone to hang out with, in need of someone to talk and joke with. Why have you guys change? Why can't you guys divide your time in your studies and friends? I dont mind if YOU ,YOU and YOU are too busy with assignments or projects. But at least make a time for us to spend time together, why you &lt;strong&gt;can't&lt;/strong&gt; for me? But why &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; you for the others? Cos they are your new friends? Cos they are way cooler than me? SIGH.. Fine, if this is the reply i get from you, you and you. I guess i will have to ignore you for now on and start mixing with the other group of friends. Im totally annoyed with myself, i kept texting you guys and asking for an out but the answer is always a NO. Always (: I realised you dont need a friend like me, you dont even appreciate a single thing i've done. Im just upset having a few bunch of friends like you. Truly upset.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-8715984583336792946?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/8715984583336792946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=8715984583336792946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8715984583336792946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8715984583336792946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/upset.html' title='UPSET'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sr-RGv1-k9I/AAAAAAAABIo/1lJfThpqYew/s72-c/iii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-4862773448809047651</id><published>2009-09-26T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T01:07:24.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya with schoolmates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Srz25mOABgI/AAAAAAAABIg/9A98ldyhYwc/s1600-h/9432_101008739917272_100000244397521_23221_7416742_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385450723800516098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Srz25mOABgI/AAAAAAAABIg/9A98ldyhYwc/s320/9432_101008739917272_100000244397521_23221_7416742_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thumbs up for today! Went for Hari Raya Outing with schoolmates. It was a last minute outing, however it went on smoothly as we aspected. Amazingly, there were 23 people altogether. Meet up at Bedok Inter at 230pm but as usual some buffalosss are late. They kept my friends and i waiting for a damn solid 1 hour. Even after waiting for 1 hour, Haziq was still late and we cant afford to be waiting for him, but to leave. Poor thing Haziq was been left behind. Headed to Okasha's house first and followed by the others. My friends really make this year raya outing a great and a memorable one. Really enjoyed today's outing. Some of their jokes really make me laugh continously, eventhough it is so lame and not funny, their face expression just can't make myself control my laughter.  Guess what? I got to meet a friend of mine today like finally. Hahaha, i miss her, but im happy cos at last i had a picture taken with her. AT LAST! I bet you are reading my blog right now. Smile! Hahaha, mind asking? Why this few days you seems to be avoiding yourself from me? I thought you used to reply my message. How about now? Are you still using the same number? Okay, whatever it is you look sweet just now, seriously!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Till here, i will update today pictures as soon as possible. Im not in a mood to edit and update any of the pictures. I felt lethargic and restless right now. Im exhausted!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-4862773448809047651?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/4862773448809047651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=4862773448809047651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/4862773448809047651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/4862773448809047651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/hari-raya-with-schoolmates.html' title='Hari Raya with schoolmates'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Srz25mOABgI/AAAAAAAABIg/9A98ldyhYwc/s72-c/9432_101008739917272_100000244397521_23221_7416742_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1795071838319433657</id><published>2009-09-22T22:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:26:25.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SrjgOQpGAKI/AAAAAAAABIU/j_1eHKmIEDw/s1600-h/IMG_7779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384299890111545506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SrjgOQpGAKI/AAAAAAAABIU/j_1eHKmIEDw/s320/IMG_7779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hari Raya Celebrations were awesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all my friends and muslims, i would like to wish you a "Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir Dan Batin!" Im sorry if throughout this year i've done lots of mistakes towards any one of you. Im so sorry. Please forgive me, and to my beloved parents, siblings, i would like to apologize for my wrong doings. Im very sorry. I will try to be the best son, i promise. Eventhough i might not fulfil my promises now, i wish and i really hope i will take care of you till your last breath. I promise... Please forgive me, i love all you alot!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ayah dan BondaKu lukiskan potret sebuah cerita,Terpahat indah didalam memori,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kehidupan ku semasa kecilku,Belajar memahami erti kehidupan,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kini ku, setelah ku dewasa,Jasa ayah dan bondaku, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tidak akan ku lupa,Mengajar ku erti kehidupan, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yang penuh dengan kenangan,Ayah dan bonda,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Terimakasih kerana memberikan ku kekuatan,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Menjadi teman duka dikala ku terluka........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kaulah sumber inspirasiku,Menjadi teman gembira,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sentiasa disisi bila ku perlukan mu,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh Ayah dan Bonda, Jasa mu tidak akan ku lupa,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mendewasakan ku dengan sempurna............&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-1795071838319433657?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/1795071838319433657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=1795071838319433657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1795071838319433657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1795071838319433657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SrjgOQpGAKI/AAAAAAAABIU/j_1eHKmIEDw/s72-c/IMG_7779.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-6565752363734555423</id><published>2009-09-15T18:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:35:58.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally realised</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sq9z8TNJP6I/AAAAAAAABIA/aheWBBSVtxc/s1600-h/IMG_5813.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again im hurt. Again im stress. Again im laughing. Again im crying. Again im shouting. Again im showing tantrums. Again im keeping quiet. Again im acting. Again im lying. I just dont get it what had actually happened to me. Life is full of ups and downs for me. I hate what im going through. I dont have a peaceful life. I regret making stupid decision which end up hurting me, it is hurting me continuously even after running away from this huge problems, reality. Its a catastrophe ! Can all these nonsense stop at once! I need a break, let me breathe. I cant be having insomnia every night. I cant be texting my friends at night when i cant sleep. This is so not me. Let me turn myself in. Please leave me alone will you? Stop haunting me with those memories, pictures. It is just killing me and hurting me. Eventhough im putting an act doesnt mean im strong, doesnt mean i dont care, doesnt mean i had forget about you totally. Im denying. I cant be putting an act all the time. I know you wont be reading this cos i bet you dont even know whats my blog url is. Im just so sad, im totally upset with you. Its only less than a month and you are showing me this? Showing me your true colours? How evil can you be? How bad can you be? I thought you promise not to hurt me? Again, its a fake promises. I just want you to be happy. I know i have never be a good boyfriend, a good friend. Im really sorry. Really sorry. Please do your part to get things fix back as how it used to. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-6565752363734555423?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/6565752363734555423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=6565752363734555423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6565752363734555423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6565752363734555423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-finally-realised.html' title='I finally realised'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-6963224740643862726</id><published>2009-09-13T23:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:36:47.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sq0QrExpftI/AAAAAAAABH0/mPQdOGt78R4/s1600-h/IMG_7408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380975461980012242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sq0QrExpftI/AAAAAAAABH0/mPQdOGt78R4/s320/IMG_7408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobai in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobai in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobai in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobai in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobai in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobai in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobai in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love.&lt;br /&gt;Phobai in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobai in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobai in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobai in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobai in love. Phobia in love. Phobai in love. Phobia in love.Phobia in love. Phobia in love. Phobia in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for hurting me again and again. I'll leave you alone from now on and forever. Thanks for showering me with your fake promises. Till now, i have no idea why i cant forget about you. I want to move on as i know you are not meant for me . I dont wish to be friend with you. I need a true and a faithful friend. No point waiting for you cos i know you will repeat the history again. A sweet talker like you will never die, trust me ! Good luck in your up coming relationship. Dont deny that your heart is shut cos hunney, you are one of a kind. Who will be your next victim? Hope its not my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-6963224740643862726?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/6963224740643862726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=6963224740643862726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6963224740643862726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6963224740643862726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/phobia-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sq0QrExpftI/AAAAAAAABH0/mPQdOGt78R4/s72-c/IMG_7408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-7686941678516172211</id><published>2009-09-13T20:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:31:52.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday / Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sqzt7i4KypI/AAAAAAAABHk/cteMWcYnilQ/s1600-h/IMG_7455.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was an &lt;strong&gt;UNEVENTFUL&lt;/strong&gt; day for me. Firstly, i slept for more than 10 hours due to some reasons. I wasn't in good terms with my parents since last night and this is the reasons why i've been sleeping and listening to music in my room almost the whole day. Tears kept running down my cheecks continuously. Hate it so much ! But what can i do? I always pray to God that this year Raya will be special, special as in different compared to previous years. I just want a happy family. No cold war between mom and dad, and no conflicts between my siblings and '&lt;strong&gt;them'.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Everyone! please change! Let us all play our part so that we can live happily. Can that be done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was great. Went out with sis and Bella to Suntec City then Geylang Bazaar. I managed to buy a 4GB thumbdrive for my photography works at a reasonable price and for Bella she bought an iphone cover for only $15. Next, headed to Robinsons since sis wanted to get Mac cosmetics for herself. walk walk walk, at around 430 train-ed to Paya lebar to get for elder sis this one jewellery set for her Prom Night. It cost me $50. Hope you like it sis! Till here, seriously im out of idea what to post...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-7686941678516172211?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/7686941678516172211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=7686941678516172211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7686941678516172211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7686941678516172211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday.html' title='Sunday / Saturday'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-458215053011810205</id><published>2009-09-11T11:31:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:45:27.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SqnHYVy4KaI/AAAAAAAABHc/1cGHEoyaTUA/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380049175140108130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SqnGOFZcB2I/AAAAAAAABGs/Z3AwKtoTAUc/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"HERE'S MY LATEST PHOTOSHOOT!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, Good morning everyone. Its 11.46 am right now. Here i am early in the morning, first thing in the morning posting yesterday pictures which i took at NIGHT. Everything were done at night and it lasted till 4 am. I wish i could enjoy my September holidays but since my N is around the corner, i cant. Shitzxzxxzz! Firstly, i would like to thank my sis for becoming my model , we were so bored yesterday and didnt know what to do. Next, will be going for friday prayers then to orchard, ion. Will be accompanying Haziq and the rest to shop for Raya clothings. Yeah, but how to shop? I ain't a single money -.- By the way, im in love with this one supra shoe at Far East. Anyone care to buy for me? $170? haha... Okay got to go, i need to take my shower! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( More pictures at Facebook &amp;amp; Multiply)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7091948984323920245-458215053011810205?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/458215053011810205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=458215053011810205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/458215053011810205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/458215053011810205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-holidays.html' title='September Holidays'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SqnGOFZcB2I/AAAAAAAABGs/Z3AwKtoTAUc/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-78238476647971231</id><published>2009-09-08T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:00:44.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUPID</title><content type='html'>Stupid stupid stupid. Social studies paper just now was extremely difficult, but only for the Source Based Question(SBQ). Why on earth should they be setting a difficult paper. Stupid! It takes me months to study all the chapters but end up only 2 came out and its only in the Structure Essay Question(SEQ). Pathaetic sia! How am i suppose to get a distinction this time? Im still praying so that i'll score quite a high marks for my section B. Please please -.- Tomorrow is English paper 1 and 2. Good luck everyone! mug mug mug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-78238476647971231?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/78238476647971231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=78238476647971231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/78238476647971231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/78238476647971231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/stupid.html' title='STUPID'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-3662736467570629325</id><published>2009-09-07T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:21:34.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurts, really hurts</title><content type='html'>OMG OMG OMG, I think Bella gonna score high marks for her Mother Tongue Paper 1 compared to me. Im not satisfied with the way i wrote for my compo just now. I planned to use some of the good words and phrases so that my story line will not sound so bad and so boring, instead it will sound more alife for the examiners later. However i failed. I spend 1 hr 15 mins doing my letter writing which is only 20 marks. Instead of spending more time for Section B which carries 50 marks, i spend more for Section A that carries only 20 marks. 20! Stupid sia Zaai. ERGH, im so mad. Can i retake? please??? But paper 2 was okay. Whatever it is Mother Tongue is over, left with listening compre tomorrow. This is the only chance left for me to score good marks so that i'll be able to get distinction. Hahaha. I promised Bella that &lt;strong&gt;i'll jump inside the big dustbin outside school if she get a DISTINCTION&lt;/strong&gt;. I promise Bella (: Bus-ed to Tampines Library to revise for tomorrow's paper, Social Studies. I guess i only absorb half of chapter 6. I cant fully concetrate eventhough i've been reading the notes for countless of times. Im so HUNGRY, what time already? WTHHHHHH... 1 hour more! okay okay, till here. I need to mug. MUG MUG MUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR TOMORROW !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-3662736467570629325?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/3662736467570629325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=3662736467570629325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3662736467570629325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3662736467570629325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/hurts-really-hurts.html' title='hurts, really hurts'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1260170994728800853</id><published>2009-09-07T05:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T17:53:48.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>N level</title><content type='html'>Good morning readers! Today is the 7th of September 2009. Its a special and an important DATE for me. Firstly, im seating for the very first paper for 'N' level. Woahh, so scared. My heart is beating very fast right now, but whatever it is im prepared for Mother Tongue paper. Again, i wish "GOOD LUCK" to everyone whose taking their N level later. Hopefully everything gonna be fine for you guys. Do try to make it to sec 5 ok? haha...Have confidence in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, to that particular someone, i would like to tell you that i really miss you. Boo, Zaai gonna sound emo here. haha. OK, Who cares? Im just letting out my feelings. Yes, im sensitive:( Im sensitive when comes to relatinship or love affair. Im sad that everything had come to an end. Why? Why Zaai? I regret for making this decision, but i wouldnt want to be hurt by you or any girls anymore. Enough is enough. I'll take this as a lesson for me. Have you ever asked yourself how important you are to Zaai? Have you? Love, you mean alot to me. No one could ever feel the pain that we are going through and i admit that partly it is my fault. Im stupid. Stupid for making the wrong decision. Stupid for making you suffer. Stupid for not treasuring you. But what can i do? Im just so scared, im phobia. Im trying to forget the past, still trying and will always try. Its a must. 7 will always be a special date and a special number for me. Still cant believe that we aren't together anymore. I wish you can give an answer as soon as possible cos im tired of waiting, it just hurts. I dont wanna end up waiting for you like how i used to. NO. NO. And yes we still can be friends, but im not sure if we can be close as how we used to cos you seem to have lots of guy friends, and i can feel that im no longer important to you. (Zaai cuma seorang kawan yang senang di carik) The feelings is totally different. I still love you and will always do. Happy 1 Month Anniversary! Till here, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-1260170994728800853?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/1260170994728800853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=1260170994728800853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1260170994728800853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1260170994728800853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/n-level_07.html' title='N level'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-778918335221795581</id><published>2009-09-05T18:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:17:37.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She is all Yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SqJBkp7yDeI/AAAAAAAABGM/xTdCwlSdBa0/s1600-h/10234_127516629241_562439241_2335422_1920530_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SqJBkp7yDeI/AAAAAAAABGM/xTdCwlSdBa0/s320/10234_127516629241_562439241_2335422_1920530_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377933003021487586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days to N level. What the hell, im so scared. Eventhough im prepared, i can feel that my heart gonna stop beating at any time. I cant accept the fact that N level is on Monday and i gonna be seating for my important subjects. This is just too unbearable for me. Please god, help me will you? Went to school for social studies extra lesson. It is for those who feel like going. Thanks to Ms Seikh for sacrificing her time for us. Really appreciate it and yes i will study hard. Surprisingly, i was the only malay boy just now. Hahaha. Till here, i need to entertain my cousins as they are my guest for today(: Hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;; Will be mugging the whole night today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-778918335221795581?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/778918335221795581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=778918335221795581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/778918335221795581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/778918335221795581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/she-is-all-yours.html' title='She is all Yours'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SqJBkp7yDeI/AAAAAAAABGM/xTdCwlSdBa0/s72-c/10234_127516629241_562439241_2335422_1920530_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2525920061041033462</id><published>2009-09-04T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:04:33.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Around me</title><content type='html'>I look around me&lt;br /&gt;They're all smiling, &lt;br /&gt;They're all happy.&lt;br /&gt;Why aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends look concerned,&lt;br /&gt;Am I all right?  What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine, I say&lt;br /&gt;And they turn away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around me,&lt;br /&gt;And find those who've hurt me&lt;br /&gt;They're smiling; They beat me.&lt;br /&gt;I become angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one notices.&lt;br /&gt;My face is neutral.&lt;br /&gt;A joke is told,&lt;br /&gt;I laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around me,&lt;br /&gt;And see the faces of those I care.&lt;br /&gt;Do they know?  Do they care?&lt;br /&gt;I look away, becoming ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I really loved?  Will I be?&lt;br /&gt;All these questions haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do, &lt;br /&gt;Is look around me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-2525920061041033462?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2525920061041033462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2525920061041033462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2525920061041033462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2525920061041033462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/around-me.html' title='Around me'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-144541521736987833</id><published>2009-09-04T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:01:10.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>N level</title><content type='html'>Im scared. N level is coming in less than a week. In fact, im only left with 2 more days to buck up. I guess i gonna spend the whole night studying today with sis. Idc, im just too scared. I will do anything in order to score an A1 for my Mother Tongue and a B3 for Humanities at least. Oh god, please help me. (AMIN) I only got 22 points for my Prelim, bad huh? I need 19 points in order to make it to sec 5. Arr damn it :( I've been focusing too much on my social studies, i guess from tomorrow onwards i should be practicing and memorising some english format, some good english words as i realised my english are getting worst. Okay, to all my fellow classmates and to everyone out there who are taking their N level this year, I wish you Good Luck !! Study hard! Okay, gtg. I have to start reading my malay notes (Peribahasa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER N LEVEL :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wedding photoshoot&lt;br /&gt;- Find  a job&lt;br /&gt;- Highlight my hair&lt;br /&gt;- Shop for jackets, shirts, jeans and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;- Register Photography lesson&lt;br /&gt;- Diet&lt;br /&gt;- Date with _ _ _ _ _! (hahahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-144541521736987833?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/144541521736987833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=144541521736987833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/144541521736987833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/144541521736987833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/09/n-level.html' title='N level'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-5563750761429312354</id><published>2009-08-31T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:42:18.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont bother</title><content type='html'>Hey, firstly i would like to wish all my teachers a "HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!" Thank you for showering me with you love,blablabla. I really appreciate it! Seriously, i appreciate it alot. Today was awesome. Despite some plan that had been canceled. I was looking forward to it, however it always turn out to be like this.To you,its no point saying sorry cos firstly im not mad at you i guess, i mean there's no point for me to be mad at you. I find it pointless. Im used to it. This is the third time you canceled an outing with me. So yeah, not surprised. Wheeeeee! Went back to my primary school since most of us miss each other and we cant wait to meet everyone who has totally changed. Im glad most of my guy friends lose weight and i was also shocked to see some of my preety girl friends. They had changed alot. From preety to gorgeous! So girls, went can we go for a date huh? hahahaha. I felt so jubilant today. I miss my friends. Damn it, Guys &amp; Girls !!! we should be hanging out soon okay? okay? okay? hahaha. Okay, thats for now.Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-5563750761429312354?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/5563750761429312354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=5563750761429312354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/5563750761429312354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/5563750761429312354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-bother.html' title='I dont bother'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1697723226799144406</id><published>2009-08-30T15:28:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:25:44.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break fast with schoolmates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SpouOPEQwjI/AAAAAAAABGE/uTLDlUOVb6U/s1600-h/IMG_6816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SpouOPEQwjI/AAAAAAAABGE/uTLDlUOVb6U/s320/IMG_6816.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375659927317561906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Spot3z66WOI/AAAAAAAABF8/o4N2qaXBHLk/s1600-h/IMG_6768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Spot3z66WOI/AAAAAAAABF8/o4N2qaXBHLk/s320/IMG_6768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375659542073465058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SpotQ2czb_I/AAAAAAAABF0/MJTPjzG0Hks/s1600-h/IMG_6761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SpotQ2czb_I/AAAAAAAABF0/MJTPjzG0Hks/s320/IMG_6761.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375658872737591282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SposlfyVb9I/AAAAAAAABFs/DCn3BJM-6pM/s1600-h/IMG_6736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SpoVXEYtwWI/AAAAAAAABE0/GLff7coUsi0/s320/IMG_0355.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375632591278686562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest, im sorry. Sorry for everything!&lt;br /&gt;( Dearest ex,read this, cos every single word is meaningful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dimalam yang sesunyi ini, &lt;br /&gt;Aku sendiri tiada yang menemani, &lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya kini kusadari, &lt;br /&gt;Kau telah pergi tinggalkan diriku... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adakah semua kanterulang, &lt;br /&gt;Kisah cintaku yang seperti dulu, &lt;br /&gt;Hanya dirimu yang kucinta dan kukenang ,&lt;br /&gt;Didalam hatiku takan penah hilang, &lt;br /&gt;Bayangan dirimu untuk selamanya... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa terjadi kepada dirimu, &lt;br /&gt;Aku tak percara kau telah tiada,&lt;br /&gt;Haruskah ku pergi tinggalkan dunia, &lt;br /&gt;Agar aku dapat berjumpa dengan mu...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-3317176333914182080?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/3317176333914182080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=3317176333914182080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3317176333914182080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3317176333914182080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/kisah-cintaku.html' title='Kisah cintaku'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SpoVXEYtwWI/AAAAAAAABE0/GLff7coUsi0/s72-c/IMG_0355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-8807749876768587258</id><published>2009-08-29T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:19:12.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OMgzxzxxzz.I can't deny i miss you.Okay really miss you.bye bye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-8807749876768587258?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/8807749876768587258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=8807749876768587258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8807749876768587258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8807749876768587258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/omgzxzxxzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-4888272660437974076</id><published>2009-08-29T12:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:39:50.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SpkvfxyLeDI/AAAAAAAABEs/fYlfBlOm6R4/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SpkvfxyLeDI/AAAAAAAABEs/fYlfBlOm6R4/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375379853229652018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy 14th Birthday Nur A'isyah! May All your wish come true! Study hard okay!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday fills me with happiness,&lt;br /&gt;because being with you is my pleasure, my joy.&lt;br /&gt;I’m hoping and praying for many more years,&lt;br /&gt;many more birthdays&lt;br /&gt;to reveal all the aspects of my love for you:&lt;br /&gt;the warmth in my heart whenever you’re near,&lt;br /&gt;the ecstasy of being close to you,&lt;br /&gt;the excitement of sharing our lives together,&lt;br /&gt;the sweet peace of knowing you are mine.&lt;br /&gt;On your birthday, be aware that&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than I can say,&lt;br /&gt;more than you can know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you very very much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-4888272660437974076?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/4888272660437974076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=4888272660437974076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/4888272660437974076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/4888272660437974076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthdayyyy.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SpkvfxyLeDI/AAAAAAAABEs/fYlfBlOm6R4/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-187412066223471820</id><published>2009-08-29T11:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T16:01:10.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Leaving</title><content type='html'>Dearest, im sorry if what i am going to say will hurt you. I dont think we can carry on with this anymore eventhough we still have feelings for each other. I have no idea what i am thinking right now, but im truly hurt. Truly. I have been thinking about "you" all this while, wherever i go the only think that is in my mind is you. Despite the short relationship we've been through, i think i love you more and more each day. Why must you think of the others? You aspect me to respect your feelings? How about me? Me? Doesn't mean you are a girl, a guy should give in all the time. If i would like to list down how important you are to me, it will takes more than a day. Seriously, this relationship that we have been through together is never a doggy love to me. Maybe it is to you. You can say whatever you want about me. Sensitive? I began to be sensitive whenever i am with you. Cos you don't realised some of your words are just too harsh for a relationship which is still growing. Do you know that a new relationship is very fragile? Let me tell you that mostly guys are ego. But they have their limits. They don't show tantrums all the time. There must be a reason to it. *Please take note of this * and thak you for comparing me with your other ex boyfriend. You must not assume that all guys are the same. This tells me that you dont have trust in me. why? I should erase this feeling that i had for you as soon as possible cos im deeply hurt.Eventhough i miss you very much, i find it pointless to be crying all night for you cos its over between us. I dont even think you will accept me after what i had done. This paintful feeling is killing me,hurting me. I can't be keeping quiet whenever im out with my friends even if im sad. I am just not good at acting or lying. Im sorry. And thank you so much for calling me sensitive everytime we meet. YOU JUST DONT KNOW HOW I FEEL. Its easy for you to find a replacement i guess, but this relationship had really teach me a lesson. Yes a lesson. A lesson for not to be in relationship especially now. Being in a relationship is never a beautiful thing. I have never been treat really well whenever in relationship. I am not kind towards girl ,i am not. It's just that whenever i see her smile, your smile, the pain that i am going through will just vanish.Totally vanish. Okay, i guess thats for now. I wouldnt wanna spoil my mood. Bye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT DENY I STILL LOVE YOU.YES I REGRET!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-187412066223471820?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/187412066223471820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=187412066223471820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/187412066223471820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/187412066223471820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-leaving.html' title='Im Leaving'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-6191714902921415462</id><published>2009-08-27T18:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:57:52.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i still do</title><content type='html'>Everybody's looking for that something&lt;br /&gt;One thing that makes it all complete&lt;br /&gt;You'll find it in the strangest places&lt;br /&gt;Places you never knew it could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some find it in the face of their children&lt;br /&gt;Some find it in their lover's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Who can deny the joy it brings&lt;br /&gt;When you've found that special thing&lt;br /&gt;You're flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some find it sharing every morning&lt;br /&gt;Some in their solitary lives&lt;br /&gt;You'll find it in the words of others&lt;br /&gt;A simple line can make you laugh or cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find it in the deepest friendship&lt;br /&gt;The kind you cherish all your life&lt;br /&gt;And when you know how much that means&lt;br /&gt;You've found that special thing&lt;br /&gt;You're flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, impossible as they may seem&lt;br /&gt;You've got to fight for every dream&lt;br /&gt;Cos who's to know which one you let go&lt;br /&gt;Would have made you complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for me it's waking up beside you&lt;br /&gt;To watch the sunrise on your face&lt;br /&gt;To know that I can say I love you&lt;br /&gt;In any given time or place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's little things that only I know&lt;br /&gt;Those are the things that make you mine&lt;br /&gt;And it's like flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;Cos you're my special thing&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're the place my life begins&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be where it ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying without wings&lt;br /&gt;And that's the joy you bring&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying without wings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-6191714902921415462?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/6191714902921415462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=6191714902921415462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6191714902921415462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6191714902921415462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-still-do.html' title='i still do'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-3771369722651576321</id><published>2009-08-27T05:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:58:21.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE  LOVE</title><content type='html'>Dan...&lt;br /&gt;Bila esok datang kembali&lt;br /&gt;Seperti sedia kala dimana kau bisa bercanda&lt;br /&gt;Dan...&lt;br /&gt;Perlahan kaupun, lupakan aku&lt;br /&gt;Mimpi burukmu&lt;br /&gt;Dimana telah kutancapkan duri tajam&lt;br /&gt;Kaupun menangis, menangis sedih&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan aku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan...&lt;br /&gt;Bukan maksudku, bukan inginku&lt;br /&gt;Melukaimu sadarkah kau di sini aku terluka&lt;br /&gt;Melupakanmu, menepikanmu&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan aku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lupakanlah/caci maki saja diriku&lt;br /&gt;Bila itu bisa membuatmu kembali bersinar&lt;br /&gt;Dan berpijar seperti dulu kala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-3771369722651576321?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/3771369722651576321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=3771369722651576321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3771369722651576321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3771369722651576321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/goodbye-love.html' title='GOODBYE  LOVE'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1413835838848108073</id><published>2009-08-25T18:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:31:56.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its complicated</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_6477.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/_MG_6477.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ikea after school since i wanted to buy something for my dearest friend birthday tomorrow.Yeah,it's a last minute one.But thank god,it turns out to be nice.LOL.Hopefully she will like it.Hmmmm,i felt so euphoric today and i have no idea why i am smiling since just now.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;Cos ramai say that,that's the reason why if you notice im avoiding myself from you in the past(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That someone:&lt;/strong&gt;Um,why you avoid me when i think you're nice and good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay let me tell you what i did today.Bus-ed to tampines inter at 615am since i planned to so called surprised love.She was shocked to see me sitting beside her in bus 10.Her reaction was priceless,only god knows how daft she look like."Selenger nya mataer zaai!"Im so glad that finally we get to meet each other.I really miss her.Luckily,its fasting month if not i would have **** and *** you!ROFL.haha.okay thats for now.I wanna start studying for tomorrow class test(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;(insert gf name),imyvm.ouh so happy to see you today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love:&lt;/strong&gt;Imyvm too syg(: And im super elated to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;hahaha.Im willing to do anything for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love:&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-1413835838848108073?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-4347609969034953235</id><published>2009-08-23T12:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:19:27.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love love love love you</title><content type='html'>I miss you.Im am so sorry darling for hurting you.Hopefully,everything gonna be fine as how it used to be from now on.I love you very much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-4347609969034953235?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/4347609969034953235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-36212140233048881</id><published>2009-08-20T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:07:33.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-R-E-A-K</title><content type='html'>I need a break.Im tired waiting for you.This feeling is killing me and i guess it is starting to fade away,don't ask me what isit about cos in the first place i dont even know if i really mean it.Im just stating the facts and my feelings out.Im just so sick,so sick.I've never regret with what i have right now or what im facing right now,cos i know i choose this.Just hoping that everything will be back as how we used to be cos seriously i can' take it anymore.It is just hurting me slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PEACE*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-36212140233048881?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/36212140233048881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=36212140233048881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/36212140233048881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/36212140233048881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/b-r-e-k.html' title='B-R-E-A-K'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-8236358031889110765</id><published>2009-08-19T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T16:58:24.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6213.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/IMG_6213.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On days like this, I love you more&lt;br /&gt;Than words could ever say&lt;br /&gt;I want to show the whole wide world&lt;br /&gt;My love for you today&lt;br /&gt;I had give up everything I own&lt;br /&gt;For a fleeting glance or kiss&lt;br /&gt;My heart, it sings the sweetest song of love&lt;br /&gt;On days like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On days like this, I want you more&lt;br /&gt;Than all I could possess&lt;br /&gt;Id give away my kingdom&lt;br /&gt;For your touch and sweet caress&lt;br /&gt;I long to see your loving smile&lt;br /&gt;And to feel such total bliss&lt;br /&gt;Id fight the world, to hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;On days like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On days like this, my passion flows&lt;br /&gt;Just like the falling rain&lt;br /&gt;I want to make sweet love to you&lt;br /&gt;Then do it all again&lt;br /&gt;Of when we touched each other&lt;br /&gt;I sit here and reminisce &lt;br /&gt;And dream, that we were so entwined again&lt;br /&gt;On days like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On days like this, I miss you so&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is broke in two&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and call your name &lt;br /&gt;As I hunger after you&lt;br /&gt;The sparkle in your loving eyes &lt;br /&gt;Is one of many, things I miss&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts of you, are filled with love&lt;br /&gt;On days like this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-8236358031889110765?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/8236358031889110765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=8236358031889110765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8236358031889110765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8236358031889110765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/photobucket_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-7208525566120440576</id><published>2009-08-19T18:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:36:11.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATULATIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6306copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/IMG_6306copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,i wanna congratulate my elder sister for scoring A1 for her Mother Tongue O level.Today is the result for the Mother Tongue and yeah i also would like to congratulate all my friends who are taking their O this year.Whatever your grades are,congratulations!haha.Im so proud with my sister cos she really proved it to me that she can do it.Im so happy.I wish and i really hope that she will make it to Polytechnic."Amin"I love you!Study hard okay.haha,and yeah she did actually give me some motivation and i will make sure that i will not give up easily.I promise kakak.I always tell myself that the others can make it so why cant i.Im thankful to have preety good,responsible and benevolent friends beside me.Doesn't matter what gender,cos i know that they are my true friends.Right Bella?Right oka?haha. Sometimes,i just cant understand why life is so difficult.Why life is unfair?But i finally knew that all these happened,there must be a reason in it.God is always fair.I as a normal human being have to bare and tolerate with all these test given by "him",insyallah.Ouh and lastly,this is a message from me to Bella,Do get well soon.I miss going recess and studying together with you laaaa!haha*peace*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-7208525566120440576?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/7208525566120440576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=7208525566120440576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7208525566120440576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7208525566120440576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/congratulations-kakak.html' title='CONGRATULATIONS'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-7174620782725362487</id><published>2009-08-17T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:16:02.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN BELLA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;current=1_674470848l1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/1_674470848l1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is still early to make a BIRTHDAY WISH FOR MY DEAREST/BESTEST friend,NUR NABILLA BTE ARIPIN!haha,but before its too late i guess it will be good if i just make an advance wish right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY DEAREST FRIEND,BESTEST FRIEND!NUR NABILLA BTE ARIPIN......&lt;br /&gt;I WOULD LIKE TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY!TURNING SIXTEEN IN AN HOUR.LOL.HOPE YOU SUCCEED IN LIFE DEAR FRIEND.ILY GIRL GIRL!HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I’m wishing you another year&lt;br /&gt;Of laughter, joy and fun,&lt;br /&gt;Surprises, love and happiness,&lt;br /&gt;And when your birthday’s done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you feel deep in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;As your birthdays come and go,&lt;br /&gt;How very much you mean to me,&lt;br /&gt;More than you can know."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-7174620782725362487?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/7174620782725362487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=7174620782725362487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7174620782725362487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7174620782725362487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-this-it-is-still-early-to-make.html' title='HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN BELLA!'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-6906175924681529700</id><published>2009-08-17T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:18:34.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY IZYAN!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;current=aby281.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/aby281.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN IZYAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On your birthday I wish you much pleasure and joy;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of your wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;May each hour and minute be filled with delight,&lt;br /&gt;And your birthday be perfect for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a year I get the chance&lt;br /&gt;To wish you birthday cheer.&lt;br /&gt;It pleases me no end to say,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you another great year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy birthday to you Izyan,&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And may your good times multiply,&lt;br /&gt;Till they’re flying off the chart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-6906175924681529700?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/6906175924681529700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2182638258585474867</id><published>2009-08-14T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:23:13.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE PILLS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;current=imraan.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/imraan.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bella2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/bella2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6401.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/IMG_6401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;amp;current=_MG_6477.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/_MG_6477.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;amp;current=_MG_6478.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/_MG_6478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bella.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/bella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6500.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/IMG_6500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6494.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/IMG_6494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6517.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/IMG_6517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There's more pictures but i guess the rest are too obscene to be seen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,what should i post about today's outing?Okay i went out with Dearest Bella and Imraan since i had already planned with them to buy birthday presents for the August babies.Firstly,thank you guys for spending time with me especially when im down and hahahaha thanks for being an understanding friends!I felt euphoric especiallu duing the photo-taking part.LOL,so much jokes and laughter we had.Finally i managed to get all the August Babies a birthday gift.Each of them,hope you will like it GIRLS!Especially my dearest friend,Bella.5 more days to your birthday!LOL.Turning sixteen soon like finally!haha.Okay,till here.Im feeling very lethargic right now.Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To that special someone,the heart is meant for you.haha.I LOVE YOU!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-2182638258585474867?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2182638258585474867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2182638258585474867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2182638258585474867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2182638258585474867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-pills.html' title='LOVE PILLS'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-9027533515953288039</id><published>2009-08-14T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:33:44.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinta ini membunuhku</title><content type='html'>Kau membuat, ku berantakan.&lt;br /&gt;Kau membuat, ku tak karuan.&lt;br /&gt;Kau membuat, ku tak berdaya.&lt;br /&gt;Kau menolak ku, acuhkan diri ku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimana, caranya untuk, &lt;br /&gt;Meruntuhkan, kerasnya hati mu.&lt;br /&gt;Ku sadari, ku tak sempurna, &lt;br /&gt;Ku tak seperti, yang kau inginkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau hancurkan aku dengan sikap mu, &lt;br /&gt;Tak sadarkah kau telah menyakiti ku.&lt;br /&gt;Lelah hati ini meyakinkan mu, &lt;br /&gt;Cinta ini, membunuh ku.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I Am Missing Someone Real Badly,However Sad To Say We Won't Be Meeting Each Other For The Time Being Due To Some Reason*Insert sad face*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-9027533515953288039?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/9027533515953288039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=9027533515953288039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/9027533515953288039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/9027533515953288039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/cinta-ini-membunuhku.html' title='Cinta ini membunuhku'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1839986258519719195</id><published>2009-08-13T13:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T13:44:14.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU,BUT DO YOU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_6287-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/IMG_6287-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a bad mood right now,like seriously!Yes,BAD MOOD.These 2 people are driving me nuts today.One of them is my friend,im so mad with him cos again he keep repeating his mistake.Like wtf?Can you text me or call me if you cant make it today for the meet up?Can you be a bit polite this time?Can you?Despite telling you,warning you for the forth time for godness sake,you seem to be repeating the same thing over and over again.Im not trying to be mean or what so ever,but im just letting out my feelings and anger out!Its not the second,third or forth time.But its the FIFTH time!Im still reconsidering if i should take you as my model or not cos im scared "THIS" will happen!I know that you are doing this photoshoot for free,but i think it is a must to inform the person in charge in advance if you can't make it for the event/outing/meet up.(Standard)This is called BASIC RESPECT!And to another you,do you know how much i love you?how much i miss you?i know i am an idiot that can't really confess the whole feelings out,but honestly i mean every single thing i say.That's is why i don't dare to give promises that i cant fulfil.What for?No use giving promises that are fake."FAKE PROMISES"I have no idea why i am so emotional nowadays.I admit that i am being too emotional.Maybe im to phobia with girls/love.I'm just scared that I fall into girls' traps.But love,trust me.I love you and the trust that i gave u is still here with me.I had never think negative about you,so please i hope you can be the bestest lover i have ever met.I hope we'll make it through.You left me unspoken.Im sad.For now,i guess i'll leave you alone.When everything is fine,when everything is back to normal,when you think you are ready to share your problems with me,do approach me.Cos im still waiting for you.STIl sayang.take care,iloveyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-1839986258519719195?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-508595556931154834</id><published>2009-08-12T14:52:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T12:55:24.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AUGUST</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/?action=view&amp;current=boo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x315/zainal_photobucket/boo.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happen in school today.I had my History paper just now.As usual there's always not enough time for me to complete everything.I really used the 1 hr 30 mins to complete my History paper.No break,No rest,there's even No time to take a short nap.LOL.Despite the short time given,I managed to try all the questions.Im mad actually cos the one i studied did not even came out.But i guess i've tried my best.NO GUESSING okay.haha.Tomorrow i gonna seat for my Maths paper 2 and Bio.WTF.I guess i gonna be spending a few mins sleeping.lol."ZAAI BILA MAU BELAJAR BETUL-BETUL SIA ZAI",perangai mat-rep siak zaai.haha.Ok ok,i promise to start studying cos i know that my prelim results will bring no satisfication.Right bella?haha.I don't wanna go ite,whatever it is wherever u go,i'll go k.haha.Private O pon Private O,but i dont want.What for waste my 3-5k for Private O siah,its better for me to work hard now.I had already promise my parents,friends,love,darling,honey and MYSELF that i'll work real hard.Real hard.&lt;br /&gt;yes,REAL HARD after this prelim onwards.Idc if i'll be spending less time with friends cos i dont wanna regret later on,seriously i dont want!and ouh yeah thanks to love,for being there beside me all the time.I really appreciate your hard work,effort.I'll try my very very best to make it to sec 5 dear,i'll TRY!okay,i wanna start doing my art coursework for my bloody prelim this friday or else im totally dead.I gonna FAIL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-508595556931154834?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/508595556931154834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=508595556931154834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/508595556931154834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/508595556931154834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/photobucket.html' title='AUGUST'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-5331700506714811443</id><published>2009-08-08T14:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T15:19:01.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08.08.2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sn0lWZaMyvI/AAAAAAAABEM/5X-wAgNU9Cw/s1600-h/IMG_6162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367487397603625714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sn0lWZaMyvI/AAAAAAAABEM/5X-wAgNU9Cw/s320/IMG_6162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OMG,i just have my hair cut done just now with Imraan.I swear i look like mat tak menjadi. LOL,who cares by the way.Idc bout my hairstyle nowadays.Im freaking scared for my prelim and N level liao.Someone,please help me.I have this one bad character that is still stuck in me.Guess what?&lt;strong&gt;LAZINESS.&lt;/strong&gt;I just cant wait for my N level to be over.Once it is done,i swear thats the end .I wont be touching books for 2-3 months.haha.Yeah,party,party!Today im not sure what's my aunt plan cos basically i heard from my sis that we are sleeping over her place tonight as she wanted to bring us for shopping today and tomorrow.I felt so lethargic this few days,i have no idea why.I find it pointless for me to be going out this weekend cos my my mind is somehow disturbed by the prelim examination which is next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photoshoot this oct are just gonna be one of the activities/event that i am looking forward to.I really spend alot.Fuck,mom gonna skin me a life once she finds out the amount i had already spend for the photoshoot.So far,i had spend $99.I've not yet pay the full amount of the wedding outfit.Ouh shitzxzxz,im dead.Totally dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that had already been bought:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;-Bouquet flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-2 Sets Of Accessories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;-Black Tie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;-Make Up Materials(Especially for My Lil' Sis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;-2 Sets of Glittering eyeshadow(Grey&amp;amp;Gold)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that need to buy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;-Fake Eyelashes for my female models&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;-Gloves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;-Flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;-Clips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(How i wish there's someone who is willing to sponsor so that i will not have to spend my money on these things that will only be use for 2 days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-5331700506714811443?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/5331700506714811443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=5331700506714811443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/5331700506714811443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/5331700506714811443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/08082009.html' title='08.08.2009'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sn0lWZaMyvI/AAAAAAAABEM/5X-wAgNU9Cw/s72-c/IMG_6162.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-3327381879691088724</id><published>2009-08-08T11:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T14:52:26.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(EVOL)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sn0glOwsGzI/AAAAAAAABEE/7pC8czCUcj0/s1600-h/Photo528+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367482154885061426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sn0glOwsGzI/AAAAAAAABEE/7pC8czCUcj0/s320/Photo528+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If only you could feel the breeze caressing your face,and know it is me, far away, touching you with loving care. If only you could hear the voices,and know it is me whispering words I ache to speak.If only you could feel a tickle brush your lips,and know it is me sending a kiss with love. If only you could feel the warmth of an embraceand know it is me holding you in lonely arms.If only you could feel a presence surrounding you, and know it is me forever there in my thoughts.If only you could feel the depths of my passion,and know it is me with visions of us......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(LOL,TTM-&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;teman tapi mesra&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-3327381879691088724?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/3327381879691088724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=3327381879691088724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3327381879691088724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3327381879691088724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/imghttpi180.html' title='(EVOL)'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sn0glOwsGzI/AAAAAAAABEE/7pC8czCUcj0/s72-c/Photo528+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2173588919321032512</id><published>2009-08-04T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:18:03.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a special date</title><content type='html'>My heart erupts like&lt;br /&gt;a volcano when you are near; &lt;br /&gt;passion oozes from the core,&lt;br /&gt;as feelings roar down&lt;br /&gt;it's rigid edges in&lt;br /&gt;extreme volume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowing steadily&lt;br /&gt;with no restriction;&lt;br /&gt;emotions cascade-anticipating an &lt;br /&gt;'I love you'...&lt;br /&gt;to extinguish gushing&lt;br /&gt;sentiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yeah,3 DAYS MORE!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-2173588919321032512?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2173588919321032512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2173588919321032512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2173588919321032512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2173588919321032512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-special-date.html' title='its a special date'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-976357011101992371</id><published>2009-07-31T17:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T15:41:57.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photoshoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sn0sQMyluAI/AAAAAAAABEk/qxM7-JcUmXE/s1600-h/bogel+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367494987718440962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sn0sQMyluAI/AAAAAAAABEk/qxM7-JcUmXE/s320/bogel+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello earthlings!Its been a long time since i last update my blog.Today i guess i gonna be posting a proper post.Yeah,a proper post.Firstly,how are you guys doing?How's life?How's school?How's you career?Okay mine was great eventhough there's still problems coming up my way.I managed to get everything settled i guess.Life is full of ups and downs.And i cant deny that mostly its due to jeolousy.People can't just get their mind set right.LOL.Eventhough i hate having problems,i feel that after going through all those pain,sarcrifices it actually helps me to be a better person.I can actually cope it on my own.Today school was so boring.I had an uneventful day in school,but thank god there's one subject that actually brightens up my mood in school.It is my Social Studies lesson.I had been separated from my class due to some reason i guess,which i am not sure of.However,sadly to say that today gonna be my last day with my teacher,MR Niam.His a a very caring,cool and friendly teacher.I can even use my handphone in front of him while he is teaching/talking.LOL.SEE,how kind is he?His leaving the school today as he wanna carry on with his studies.(dah pandai nak pandai lagi,kiasu kape!)After school bus-ed to tampines inter with my close friend,Bella.Okay thats for.Im in a rush to meet (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-976357011101992371?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/976357011101992371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=976357011101992371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/976357011101992371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/976357011101992371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/photoshoot.html' title='Photoshoot'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sn0sQMyluAI/AAAAAAAABEk/qxM7-JcUmXE/s72-c/bogel+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-7541857054700741181</id><published>2009-07-30T18:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T18:51:28.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what goes around comes around.</title><content type='html'>"FUCK LA,WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?&lt;strong&gt;MY MOTHER?MY FATHER?MY TEACHER?MY SEX'S PARTNER?MY SISTER?MY BROTHER?MY AUNTY?MY UNCLE?MY GRANDPA?MY GRANDMA?MY FRIENDS?&lt;/strong&gt;GET THIS RIGHT YOU GROUP OF MORONS,IN THE FIRST PLACE I DON'T EVEN TREAT YOU AS MY FRIENDS LOSER.YOU BUNCH OF MONKEYS ARE JUST AN IMMATURE PEOPLE OR SHOULD I SAY AN IMMATURE TEENAGERS?YOU GUYS HAVE NOTHING ELSE BETTER TO DO BUT TO GOSSIP BOUT PEOPLE'S LIFE.CAN'T YOU GUYS KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT?OR MUST I DO IT FOR YOU?THIS IS MY LIFE YOU BLOODY SUCKER.I CAN JUST DO WHATEVER I FEEL LIKE DOING,IT DOES NOT AFFECT YOU GUYS,SO PLEASE GET THIS RIGHT AND PLEASE ABSORD THIS IN YOU BLOODYIDIOT BRAIN YOU SUCKER! AND YEAH LET ME CORRECT YOU, BEING A PHOTOGRAPHER IS NOT A GAY NOR A SISSY.BEFORE SPLITTING OUT THINGS FROM YOU IDIOTIC MOUTH,PLEASE USE YOU BRAIN COS SERIOUSLY YOU ARE MAKING YOURSELF LOOK FOOL!!!OUH YEAH,LASTLY IM GLAD TO HAVE &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HYPOCRITES &lt;/span&gt;FRIENDS LIKE YOU GUYS!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-7541857054700741181?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/7541857054700741181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=7541857054700741181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7541857054700741181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7541857054700741181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-goes-around-comes-around.html' title='what goes around comes around.'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-3401632116558574327</id><published>2009-07-24T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T17:47:31.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(L)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmnhzMDTdLI/AAAAAAAABDs/emtwg7h8W_Q/s1600-h/IMG_5501.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am always thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;thinking about how i care for you&lt;br /&gt;thinking about how i feel for you&lt;br /&gt;thinking about how i love you&lt;br /&gt;thinking about what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;i am always thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;thinking about a future with you&lt;br /&gt;hoping for a future with you&lt;br /&gt;thinking about what we could have together&lt;br /&gt;thinking about how perfect you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thinking about what you might say when you see whats under my clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;thinking and hoping you will still wanna be with me like you say you do&lt;br /&gt;after all&lt;br /&gt;i am always thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;i love you(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-3401632116558574327?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/3401632116558574327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=3401632116558574327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3401632116558574327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3401632116558574327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/l.html' title='(L)'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-7487012382822027417</id><published>2009-07-24T15:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T08:59:03.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Smly6bOf-ZI/AAAAAAAABDk/61yqHYXcmRE/s1600-h/eyess+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361943179427838354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Smly6bOf-ZI/AAAAAAAABDk/61yqHYXcmRE/s320/eyess+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prelim had already started.For the time being everything seems fine,had my both English paper 1 and 2 and Malay paper 2 yesterday.I swear English paper 2 passage B is very difficult.I dont even understand what the passage is talking about.LOL.Today i had my Malay paper 1 and Social Studies.Hopefully i'll be able to pass this three important subjects.wuhuuu!!Okay im out of mind,i have no idea what to post.Im veryveryveryvery sleepy.I need a rest.Anyway to all the NA's(normal academic) in my school,wish you all the best for your Prelim.Study hard okay?haha.See you guys later for the night class*Peace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is what i wrote for my Malay Composition,lol i think i screwed for my Malay Paper 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(karangan)This is question number 1,i couldn't remember what's its about.sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Selain daripada ibubapa serta saudara-mara,ada seorang gadis yang telah memberi saya dorongan serta merupakan panduan dalam hidup saya.Gadis itu adalah teman wanita saya yang bernama &lt;strong&gt;Nur.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Bagi saya dia seorang yang sangat penting dan berharga.Kebaikannya terhadap saya tidak terbalas kerana dia telah banyak membantu saya agar saya boleh terus berjaya dan mengejar cita-cita.Saya hampir-hampir berputus asa untuk belajar kerana saya dapat merasakan bahawa kelulusan bagi peperiksaan N level yang akan datang cuma khayalan.Ia tidak akan berlaku.Saya tidak ada keyakinan diri dan sentiasa berfikiran negatif,tetapi selepas mendapat dorongan dan pertolongan Nur,saya mula menyedar bahawa tidak ada perkara yang mustahil di dunia ini.Kita harus mengejar impian kita jika ia sangat berharga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nur seorang yang sangat penyabar dan sopan santun.Kata-kata dan dorongannya sentiasa menjadi sesuatu perkara yang ingin saya mencapai.Nur akan sentiasa menasihati saya agar tidak cepat berputus asa dan untuk berfikiran positif.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Akhirnya,saya menyedar bahawa kecapaian selalunya datang pada orang yang bertungkus lumus,ikhlas dan tidak berputus asa.Jikalau kita inginkan sesuatu dan ingin berjaya pada satu hari nanti, kita harus berusaha dengan lebih gigih.Apa yang saya dapati daripada mencontohi Nur ialah saya berasa lebih gembira,tenang dan senang sekarang.Tidak ada yang mustahil bagi saya.Saya gemar mencuba menyelesaikan masalah ataupun perkara yang sangat rumit tanpa berputus asa.Saya percaya kita semua hanya seorang manusia biasa.Hidup di dunia ini hanya sementara dan kita haruslah memilih jalan yang betul dan yang diingin supaya kita tidak akan menyesal nanti kelak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahaha,The End!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; to that special someone that girl is YOU.(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-7487012382822027417?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/7487012382822027417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=7487012382822027417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7487012382822027417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/7487012382822027417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/prelim.html' title='Prelim'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Smly6bOf-ZI/AAAAAAAABDk/61yqHYXcmRE/s72-c/eyess+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1140569874324523771</id><published>2009-07-20T20:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:49:13.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S T R E S S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmRgUuJvtKI/AAAAAAAABDM/xAKwluIvNfg/s1600-h/IMG_5227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360515365580289186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmRgUuJvtKI/AAAAAAAABDM/xAKwluIvNfg/s320/IMG_5227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its 8.20pm right now.I dont believe i slept for 3 hours.I just could not accept the reality that prelim is coming.For godness sake,it is this thursday,this coming thursday.How should i treat this exam as?Normal examination?Prelim or N level?I guess i'll treat this as my N level.I gonna try to put in lots of effort in to it so that i'll be able to know where my weaknesses is.I just want to PASS and make it to sec 5.I don't care about having good grades.Im running out of time.OH shit! I thought my life gonna be slightly peaceful as i've finally completed the whole art piece for N level today.However,my heart break into pieces after finding out that there's exactly alot more to go.Eventhough im done with N level there's still alot more.I just received my Prelim Examination paper just now,i swear i was speechless.I cant be spending a few hours,days,weeks to complete my art coursework.There's so much subject and topics that i should be revising.I can't be spending my bloody idiot time again doing a new set of art piece,and for your information im only done with N level coursework.For the N level seating examination,we will be given the question paper a few weeks in advance and again drawing,shading,developing should be done.That will be our so called coursework for paper 2.Pain in an ass huh?I have no idea why i have this peculiar feelings for the past few days.Today i even asked for a short tuition lesson as i kept thinking about my art.How great will it be if studying is bliss.It will be awesome!!okay,that's for now.I wanna start mugging. &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/7091948984323920245-1140569874324523771?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/1140569874324523771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=1140569874324523771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1140569874324523771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1140569874324523771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/s-t-r-e-s-s.html' title='S T R E S S'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmRgUuJvtKI/AAAAAAAABDM/xAKwluIvNfg/s72-c/IMG_5227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2381098868912842575</id><published>2009-07-19T23:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:15:31.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skipskipskip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmRffzU9VeI/AAAAAAAABDE/JhC0meoCL-0/s1600-h/IMG_5529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360514456436430306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmRffzU9VeI/AAAAAAAABDE/JhC0meoCL-0/s320/IMG_5529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmM4SqWp8kI/AAAAAAAABC8/TtLa39B16r4/s1600-h/IMG_5567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360189874759135810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmM4SqWp8kI/AAAAAAAABC8/TtLa39B16r4/s320/IMG_5567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey readers,how was your day today?great?Today i didn't really spend time studying instead i spend time eating like as if i've been fasting for the past few days.LOL.Met Farid at City hall since we wanted to discuss about the Wedding Photoshoot.Farid was being a bloody asshole.He kept me waiting for 1 hr 20 mins.(Baik uh,kau VIP pe,hahaha)We had great time discussing and yeah i really adore his career.I mean he is really a professional model and thanks for really putting in the effort in helping this coming photoshoot.I really look forward guys,hahaha and yeah Farid i think i'll need a help.I need the make up artist,thank you.hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-2381098868912842575?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2381098868912842575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2381098868912842575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2381098868912842575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2381098868912842575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/skipskipskip.html' title='skipskipskip'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmRffzU9VeI/AAAAAAAABDE/JhC0meoCL-0/s72-c/IMG_5529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-6941188702080889867</id><published>2009-07-19T00:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:01:10.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmH20zqFjNI/AAAAAAAABC0/UFC72PmrPlQ/s1600-h/IMG_5224.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmH0wQCtheI/AAAAAAAABCs/qn2FAFJSHsA/s1600-h/IMG_5235.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmH0f6Y3OQI/AAAAAAAABCk/GZi6Mt53v98/s1600-h/IMG_5284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359833860634261762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmH0f6Y3OQI/AAAAAAAABCk/GZi6Mt53v98/s320/IMG_5284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359833299596195442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SmHz_QW9tnI/AAAAAAAABCU/N-B84iEhFzM/s320/IMG_5266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that group of people on earth please get this straight.I went out with her AND SIS so i guess you have no right to accuse me of doing something wrong okay.We only do what is right and not beyond the limits.I know you are attached,but please you are reacting so weirdly.Skip skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When out with Nadia and sis since they have to try on the wedding gown for the upcoming photoshoot.I find that outfit kinda okay,hopefully it gonna look way better on the photoshoot day itself.thanks ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-6941188702080889867?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/6941188702080889867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-6718363328573496785</id><published>2009-07-15T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T17:10:43.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oral</title><content type='html'>Hell,im not satisfied with my N level english oral today,but i guess i have to take it easy as it has already been done,its over.No use talking about it,but at least i felt idyllic cause at least i've used some of the expressions during my oral just now.However i think i should had done way better if the invigilator does not prompt me a few questions begining of the picture discussion because i swear she made my mind go blank!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-6718363328573496785?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-225343043798409591</id><published>2009-07-14T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:15:18.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RUSH RUSH</title><content type='html'>Today was not my day.I've been caught again by my DM for having long hair which is actually not true.Its not long i swear,something wrong with her.I've been sacked from the prefect and i dont care,im happy.Im waiting for this momment instead.I felt jubilant and i can see joy and happiness in me as soon as i've been sacked.LOL.Finally,im free.haha.She kept exaggerating about how prefect's attitude should be and keep comparing me with the others,i dont give a damn i just show her a whatever and a hack care attitude cause in the first place all prefects are hypocrites.They only act good and decent in front her and the teacher-in-charge.They are actually wild,why cant they just be like me?Act natural.lol.I've learnt new topic for maths today and frankly speaking i hate the topic that im currently studying.Its "Probability"!Its one of the most complicated and tough topic so far.Damn it!Its getting on my nerves,but thank god i had tuition early just now and i've  understand abit about Probability.I guess i just have to keep on revising till i get the steps right.Waited for mom for 20 mins and haha i managed to complete a few pages of "Charlie and The Chocolate Factory"!hahahaha.Its a terrific one.ok till here,i wanna start preparing for tomorrow's oral.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-225343043798409591?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/225343043798409591/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-8405892134960347289</id><published>2009-07-13T11:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:42:34.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not schooling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Slqr4ZBE0tI/AAAAAAAABCM/FaPJmpWYC0g/s1600-h/IMG_3649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357783691987047122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Slqr4ZBE0tI/AAAAAAAABCM/FaPJmpWYC0g/s320/IMG_3649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Im absent from school today as im still not feeling well,i have been sneezing throughout my work yesterday,it was terrible.Best part is i have not been taking my medicine since last friday,the day i sick.Im so lazy,that's the only reason to it.I guess i'll be spending the whole day at home,gonna take care of myself as my N level Oral Examination are coming,2 days more.I need to start revising and try to gain more confident before i seat for exam this wednesday."Im in such a hostility state nowadays" how i wish im still in primary school.Okay,i should stop complaining about exams,i just have to work hard.work hard zai !I want my parents to feel proud of having me as their son!WAKE UP &lt;strong&gt;ZAAAAAAAAAI!!! &lt;/strong&gt;I dont want history to be repeated,i dont want to cry when the exams are around the corner cause i know its not use shridding tears when the situation is really difficult.My colour scheme are ALMOST COMPLETE.i can't wait for this bloody art piece of mine to be completelety done cause i've wasted 3-4 months focusing on my art coursework.Its totally ridiculous.OMG,im strain!All this are causing me to have taut nerves! Mom is not at home,she had left to send my lil brother to school then she's going to the market to get some groceries as she wanted to cook bee hoon soup for me today,aww thanks mom!okay okay,i cant afford to waste time.I have lots and lots of things to do.Bye. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-CHOOOOOOOOO!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(there goes my sneeze!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7091948984323920245-8405892134960347289?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/8405892134960347289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=8405892134960347289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8405892134960347289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8405892134960347289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-schooling.html' title='not schooling'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Slqr4ZBE0tI/AAAAAAAABCM/FaPJmpWYC0g/s72-c/IMG_3649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2936835676285585879</id><published>2009-07-11T08:56:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T17:56:54.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you will always be in my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SlfuMfk2UyI/AAAAAAAABB8/wyGF59xn__g/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SlfsyT9nN4I/AAAAAAAABB0/1pGMdjl2GRo/s1600-h/IMG_5126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357010630876804994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SlfsyT9nN4I/AAAAAAAABB0/1pGMdjl2GRo/s320/IMG_5126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its 8.45 am righ now!The thunder storm and messages are making me awake.I tried to force myself to sleep but i cant so i guess i'll blog.hmmmm,what should i talk about?okay i know!Im glad that i had recover from sick but my throat is still killing me,i had been eating Strepsils since yesterday!I hate to be sick cause i cant go out and i will feel weak all the time.Eventhough i wasn't feeling well yesterday i did went out with my colleagues and friends.It was a great outing.Didn't really went to many places,we only hang out around bugis since my friend and i were sick.Ykid and Faizal tag along with us and yeah i guess they had make new friends,especially FAIZAL.haaaaaahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dental appointment date are fixed and now im scratching my heads off figuring out ways how to get more money.Birthday gifts for friends are not settle yet,there's lots of upcoming birthday and i guess it is a must to get them a gift.I had already planned what to give this one special friend of mine,i hope she will like it.Cause i want her to know that how important she is to me.No matter what,she will always be the bestest friend ever.No one could ever replace her,i guess.Throughout the few months being friend with her there seems to be so much of sweet memories we had shared together.It will always stuck in my mind.I hope this friendship will be an everlasting one and perennial.I have never wish to leave you.Im glad that you are now happy with your new group of friends and im happy to see that.As long as you are happy,im happy for you.......Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And lastly thank you so much Nadiah for accompanying me to the costume shop yesterday.haha. And thanks LIZ for organizing the outing yesterday,it was superb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-2936835676285585879?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2936835676285585879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2936835676285585879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2936835676285585879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2936835676285585879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-will-always-be-in-my-heart.html' title='you will always be in my heart'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SlfsyT9nN4I/AAAAAAAABB0/1pGMdjl2GRo/s72-c/IMG_5126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1396587731707149159</id><published>2009-07-08T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:46:05.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THANKS SITI FOR BEING MY SPY!LOL.YOU ARE ONE OF MY GREATEST FRIEND.LOL.ILY KAWAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-1396587731707149159?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/1396587731707149159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=1396587731707149159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1396587731707149159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1396587731707149159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks-siti-for-being-my-spylol.html' title=''/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-6004781961853818978</id><published>2009-07-08T20:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:44:22.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SlSURutQxeI/AAAAAAAABA0/C5HVXqWp7B8/s1600-h/IMG_4475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356068889166923234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SlSURutQxeI/AAAAAAAABA0/C5HVXqWp7B8/s320/IMG_4475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i've never seen a man who is trying to admit himself as STRAIGHT which mostly people think he is not.I dont wanna elaborate or exaggerate here cause its not worth doing and i have way better things to do rather than badmouthed about people.Im not a juvenile.I dont do things that is detrimental.Say what you wanna say,cause idc.All those stuff that came out from your thick and enourmous lips are extremely fake and obviously its not true!Do get this right!If you think i am one go ahead you loser cause i believe in myself that i am not.Who the hell are you to judge me?Im no longger Zaai that you have known a few months ago.I've changed!IM NO LONGGER AN IDIOT WHO WILL KEEP QUIET AND GIVE IN TO A MORONIC KID LIKE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-6004781961853818978?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SlSURutQxeI/AAAAAAAABA0/C5HVXqWp7B8/s72-c/IMG_4475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-2269925928947876199</id><published>2009-07-07T16:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:52:53.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am</title><content type='html'>I always tell myself that i am not alone.There's always a group of people out there supporting me and standing beside me all the time.Im missing a few of people,what should i called them?best friends?good friends?classmates?schoolmates?whatever it is it doesn't matter i just miss them but im trying to prove that i am strong.i dont need them,cause they are only there when things seem to be okay for me but when it is not they vanished.What are friends for right?Im always there whenever they need me but why can't they just show abit of concern to me so that i know im still wanted,not feeling unwanted most of the time.okay skip skip.Today was quite an uneventful day for me.I was kinda mad with 3 of my schoolmates.I do not wanna elaborate so much bout today.Im so upset with them,they had destroyed my favourite watch and now it is damaged!Best part there's no a single word"sorry"that came out from their mouth instead a huge and loud laughter for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-2269925928947876199?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/2269925928947876199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=2269925928947876199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2269925928947876199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/2269925928947876199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am.html' title='i am'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-3747559667374572469</id><published>2009-07-06T10:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T17:57:50.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kaching!</title><content type='html'>Rise and shine everyone!haha,i just woke up from sleep and straight away that was on my mind was too blog.Something urgent that i have to post today,i wanna thank my good friend,Bella for accompanying me to work yesterday that was held at Conrad hotel.Thank you so much,appreciate your hard work.Thank you!! Next,let me tell you my plan for today.Firstly,im glad today is a holiday cause i am still in a holiday mood.Omg,but one day holiday is just not enough.Today i will be busy and packed with lots of things that i should be doing.I have to come down to my work place and pass my sd card and take my pay from them and i meeting Bella to study,gonna accompany her to search for small basket for her dnt and have to buy a plain cd for my client and i have to get all those birthday pictures i took on the 4th of july done by today!SEE,there's manymanymany things that i should be doing.Where the hell is my holiday,shitzxzxzxz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-3747559667374572469?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/3747559667374572469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=3747559667374572469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3747559667374572469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/3747559667374572469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/kaching.html' title='kaching!'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-457938816213449408</id><published>2009-07-06T00:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:41:15.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYAK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SlDXjJVMDtI/AAAAAAAABAA/dHkSZZnk0Lo/s1600-h/IMG_3966.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355016822729430402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SlDXbZ0HVYI/AAAAAAAAA_4/1zFOCZY6MWM/s320/IMG_3967.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355016641337098210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SlDXQ2Ez_-I/AAAAAAAAA_w/wUBGQ8i5NDE/s320/IMG_3968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355016369283799346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SlDXBAmQGTI/AAAAAAAAA_o/M-zGo5qvLM0/s320/IMG_3962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Supposingly this pictures are supposed to be post a few days ago but due to my laziness i delayed it.Here are some of the pictures syak.Get more from me when you are online.Okay,basically went out with Syak on friday.We went to esplanade lib to study then eat then talked then laugh then accompany Syak window shop then we took pictures then headed back home.Back to my cousy messy room!LOL.okay that's for now,im feeling very lethargic right now as i just reached home from work(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7091948984323920245-457938816213449408?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/457938816213449408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=457938816213449408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/457938816213449408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/457938816213449408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/syak.html' title='SYAK'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SlDXbZ0HVYI/AAAAAAAAA_4/1zFOCZY6MWM/s72-c/IMG_3967.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-4979371482738667551</id><published>2009-07-05T01:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:31:29.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sk-R5n7P08I/AAAAAAAAA_g/DB9XoZrALCI/s1600-h/IMG_3754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354658901122864066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sk-R5n7P08I/AAAAAAAAA_g/DB9XoZrALCI/s320/IMG_3754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;IM GLAD I CAN POST MY PICTURE LIKE FINALLY.HIP HIP HOORAY!HAHA. okay its 1.30 in the morning right now.Im currently still editing my client pictures.I wanna finish it as soon as possible so that i'll be able to start revising for my prelims.Thanks Nadia for accompanying me and keeping me awake throughout this 2 hours,i guess.Thank you.We had lots of fun talking crap,only God knows how sick we are.Hahaha.(Semua salah nadia uh)Okay,bye.I wanna carry on chatting and shitzxzx tomorrow i'll have to attend my religious class at 8am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-4979371482738667551?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/4979371482738667551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=4979371482738667551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/4979371482738667551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/4979371482738667551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-m-f-g-im-glad-i-can-post-my-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sk-R5n7P08I/AAAAAAAAA_g/DB9XoZrALCI/s72-c/IMG_3754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-6614196154808096187</id><published>2009-07-04T12:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:20:16.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sk-PRSGAqZI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/F6BKZpi14-0/s1600-h/IMG_3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354656009044404626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sk-PRSGAqZI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/F6BKZpi14-0/s320/IMG_3741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Im sad.I dont believe you are doing this to me.Maybe i deserved it.Do you know how important you are to me as MY FRIEND? I thought all your promises can be used.You seems to be repeating it everytime you replied my message but now i've finally knew that "promises are meant to be broken". Why are girls being so selfish?Okay,i dont wanna think in a neagtive way.Maybe they have their own reasons.But why must you avoid yourself from being friend with me?Whenever i asked you for an out you seems to give excuse,everytime.Come on,im just treating you as my friend.I feel so bad and unwanted most of the time,and you are calling me your goodfriend?please dont make me feel guilty by saying that to me cause i feel that im not a good friend to you.I dont understand you.So do you.Ignore what the others have to say,cause no matter what we are still friend and i guess they have NO RIGHT to make decision for you.You should decide it for yourself,its your life.But i can see that you just can't be bothered.Im speechless right now.If only i could bring the past back,i will.Im just terribly upset with you.I trusted you so much however i think the friendship can't go any longer or further.You picked this.I have nothing else to say.take care,i gonna miss you for now.Enjoy!and have a great holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-6614196154808096187?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/6614196154808096187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=6614196154808096187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6614196154808096187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6614196154808096187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sk-PRSGAqZI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/F6BKZpi14-0/s72-c/IMG_3741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-8274132184009969653</id><published>2009-07-02T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:45:55.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are not alone</title><content type='html'>Another day has gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm still all alone&lt;br /&gt;How could this be&lt;br /&gt;You're not here with me&lt;br /&gt;You never said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me why&lt;br /&gt;Did you have to go&lt;br /&gt;And leave my world so cold&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;br /&gt;How did love slip away&lt;br /&gt;Something whispers in my ear and says&lt;br /&gt;That you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;But you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;But you are not alone'Lone, 'loneWhy, 'lone&lt;br /&gt;Just the other night&lt;br /&gt;I thought I heard you cry&lt;br /&gt;Asking me to come&lt;br /&gt;And hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I can hear your prayers&lt;br /&gt;Your burdens I will bear&lt;br /&gt;But first I need your hand&lt;br /&gt;Then forever can begin&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself&lt;br /&gt;How did love slip away&lt;br /&gt;Something whispers in my ear and says&lt;br /&gt;That you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;Whisper three words and I'll come runnin'&lt;br /&gt;And girl you know that I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;I'll be thereYou are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far awayI am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I am here to stay&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone&lt;br /&gt;For I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;Though we're far apart&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;For you are not alone...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-8274132184009969653?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/8274132184009969653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=8274132184009969653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8274132184009969653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8274132184009969653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-not-alone.html' title='you are not alone'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1579602215457483998</id><published>2009-07-01T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:40:19.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are dead</title><content type='html'>To that someone,i don't wanna have anything on with you...Let us just be schoolmates.I suffered enough,enough for being your doormat.Im trying to control my emotion but i failed.Why must there be someone who is very selfish?I can't believe that i framed your picture in my bedroom, its ridiculous!okay fullstop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-1579602215457483998?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-667317773892814981</id><published>2009-07-01T21:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:47:16.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've been critisize</title><content type='html'>i found out that someone is gossiping about me this lately.I have no idea what's the point of him/her for doing that?what will he/she get?What have i done wrong?I cant accept those things what he/she had just said.Im speechless.Im ashamed of myself and i have no idea why.I feel something is gone and it is my pride.Im extremely sad and i can't be facing all this right now.Its too unbearable for me.(mute)If you think i have the time to gossip,you are totally wrong cause i've already STOP doing that.Stop bringing up the past.The past is the past!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks nadia for cheering me up.I know that you are always there whenever im in need.awww,great to have you as my friend compared to - U- -A---!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(She's just a liar!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-667317773892814981?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/667317773892814981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=667317773892814981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/667317773892814981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/667317773892814981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-been-critisize.html' title='i&apos;ve been critisize'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-8709173688024968864</id><published>2009-06-30T17:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:20:48.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tooth/school/art</title><content type='html'>Okay,im pissed off with my blog right now.I have no idea why i can't post any pictures.This issue is getting on my nerve i swear.Okay skip skip,let me share with you guys how i feel about today.Today was great.However,im still struggling with my art assignment.I came to school late at around 12.15 as i went for my dental appointment at National Dental Centre Singapore.Went for lunch with mom,younger brother at railway station after the appointment.Im still thinking if should i get my braces done at National Dental or Private Dental at Bedok North.I wanna get the cheapest price.The estimation price for Natinal Dental centre Singapore is around 4k.It is not included with the first consultation and consumables which rougly cost me $34-$93,extractions that cost $54-$86 per tooth and the doctor said that extractions is required for me is not only 1 tooth but 4.It also does not includes Laboratory repairs,restorative dentistry,surgical procedures,scaling &amp;amp; polishing.The 4k only includes 2 things which is initial treatment records include pre-treatment rediographs,study models,photographs and packaged treatment fees include all braces adjustment visits,laboratory charges,scaling at appliance removal,post-treatment radiographs and study models and removable reatiners.That's it.Im still thinking whether to do it or not.I don't wanna regret later cause 4k is not a small amount and i know it's not easy to earn money during this time,the economy are not doing good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-8709173688024968864?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/8709173688024968864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=8709173688024968864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/8709173688024968864'/><link rel='self' 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spending few hours just to learn new words cause i find it not a detrimental thing.I love searching for the meaning.I guess its better than nothing.I've tried to install every single thing for respiration as i did not really understand what my teacher taught me just now,im kinda lost.I guess i've understand only 60% out of 100 during lesson just now.Its okay,keep on trying zaai,haha.Try to coax yourself to study no matter how hard it is cause prelim is less than a month.It's coming!It can be inevitable.No matter how hard i pray i guess it still can't be avoided,ouh shitzszszsz(: Im in emphaticalness mode right now.Read some news regarding to Michael Jackson's(king of pop) death.Im so sad to hear his shocking death." His death left a great void in his fan's life!"LOL(macam paham uh bbl)Ouh yeah by the way,i can't wait for tomorrow dental appointment.Hopefully mom's gonne be alright cause she seems kinda weak today.please take care of your health,don't be sick okay?haha.ily mom!! I can't wait to hear what the doctor's gonna say.I hope i can use braces as soon as possible,and most importantly i really really hope that i can get the best and cheapest price.Im broke,i don't wanna be spending 3k for only braces.haha.I don't wanna squander too much on my teeth,ouh and yeah most probably im not going school tomorrow,my dental appointment is in the morning.I'll only be in school around 11 plus for some subjects and art.I have to get my coursework done,batik cloth by end of this week.DIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-752251170790410563?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/752251170790410563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-6862650343656319361</id><published>2009-06-29T16:47:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:50:02.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im joking</title><content type='html'>im glad to hear something from you,but are you refering to me??if it is,i guess im okay with it,cause im prepared and i know this will be the answer.I can't force.I have no choice but i guess to move on.Maybe what you said is right,but i guess it makes no difference since we barely talk together,and i feel so unwanted most of the time.Bah,okay...i dont wanna exaggerate,to that someone,Im cool.dont worry.Take care,and i'll shall always be your close and good friend depending on how long you want it to be,but please im no longger have the time to play peek-a-boo with you.Just dont be surprise if one day i'll be missing from your life cause i feel unwanted by you.haha,okay whatever it is zaai,you have to be strong.I just wish that this problems will not be interminable cause it is bodering my mind.okay done,i wanna start revising.Take care readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Study hard okay.You are clever,clever..........!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-6862650343656319361?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/6862650343656319361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=6862650343656319361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6862650343656319361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6862650343656319361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-glad-to-hear-something-from-youbut.html' title='im joking'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-5092934734210979795</id><published>2009-06-28T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:26:05.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whenever i see you,i feel like crying.I feel like hugging you.I feel like telling you that you are still important to me.I feel like telling everyone that no matter what you are still the best thing i have ever had.I feel like leaving all the past behind and start everything all over again.I feel like leaving you,idk why.I feel like standing right beside you all the time.I feel like taking pictures with you.I feel like spending my time with you like how we used to.I feel like finding someone new.I feel like telling you that i really appreciate you...I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-5092934734210979795?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/5092934734210979795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-6327093679687078207</id><published>2009-06-28T00:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T01:28:34.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haziq&amp;Farzanah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkZS7brXmdI/AAAAAAAAA9M/ICP9As2Ta3Q/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DEAREST FRIEND &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAZIQ AZLIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FARZANAH MASTAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!MAY ALL YOUR WISH COME TRUE,MAY JOY AND HAPPINESS LIVE IN YOU.I WISH YOU ALL THE BEST IN WHATEVER YOU GUYS ARE DOING!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K,im done!Im not good in giving birthday wish.Sorry bout that!&lt;br /&gt;(will update the pictures soon!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-6327093679687078207?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/6327093679687078207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=6327093679687078207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6327093679687078207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/6327093679687078207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/06/haziq.html' title='Haziq&amp;Farzanah!'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-4057809070564611747</id><published>2009-06-27T00:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:45:51.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES YAWW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT6X1EnGpI/AAAAAAAAA80/iftHEIXLBHE/s1600-h/IMG_3625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351677544513346194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT6X1EnGpI/AAAAAAAAA80/iftHEIXLBHE/s320/IMG_3625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT50h18bbI/AAAAAAAAA8s/KgKsEa_-2Rc/s1600-h/IMG_3652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351676938056134066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT50h18bbI/AAAAAAAAA8s/KgKsEa_-2Rc/s320/IMG_3652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT5noShYRI/AAAAAAAAA8k/MH08OZZfuVY/s1600-h/sp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351676716448309522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT5noShYRI/AAAAAAAAA8k/MH08OZZfuVY/s320/sp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT5a_IJJ1I/AAAAAAAAA8c/Kt_rxai18Y0/s1600-h/zai+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351676499240494930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT5a_IJJ1I/AAAAAAAAA8c/Kt_rxai18Y0/s320/zai+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT4kl2DxHI/AAAAAAAAA8U/CF2qbL3MDus/s1600-h/zai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351675564740822130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT4kl2DxHI/AAAAAAAAA8U/CF2qbL3MDus/s320/zai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;KITA SHIOK SENDIRI ARH BEB!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ADA CANDID NYA JUGAK LA BEB!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7091948984323920245-4057809070564611747?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT6X1EnGpI/AAAAAAAAA80/iftHEIXLBHE/s72-c/IMG_3625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1884514771280212307</id><published>2009-06-26T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:21:40.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drag me to hell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT1K5hvHsI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Fpz0Gb3ZJoY/s1600-h/3582872833_cb22c805e8%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351671824812809922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT1K5hvHsI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Fpz0Gb3ZJoY/s320/3582872833_cb22c805e8%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey readers,sorry for not been updating,i just don't feel like blogging.I have no idea what to post.Hmmmmm okay here it goes,wednesday the 24th went to Bugis and Orchard since I need to buy a new pair of shoe for work.Meet up with Ja'ff as it has been quite sometimes since we last hang out together.Both seems to be busy with school especially Ja'ff as he is now in Polytechnic and there seems to be tons of projects that need to be done.All the best bro! Headed to Orchard as i wanted to watched the movie"Drag me to hell"!The trailer really did caught my attention and this is the reason why i am so eager to watch.I keep on persuing Ja'ff to watch this movie instead of Transformers.The movie start at 9.15pm,it was preety late and we had 3 hours doing nothing.As usual,we talked alot,laughed and start scolding each other for nothing when we felt totally bored.Basically that day was great,a day full of nonsense,talking crap and laughing continously.The movie is worth watching as it is kinda funny but mostly it was gross all the time.I hate the ghost,how dare she killed my heroin?&lt;strong&gt;FUCK YOU!!&lt;/strong&gt;By the way thanks Ja'ff for sacrifing your TRANSFORMERS!haha,we'll watch that another time.Okay,im done here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-1884514771280212307?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/1884514771280212307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=1884514771280212307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1884514771280212307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1884514771280212307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/06/drag-me-to-hell.html' title='Drag me to hell.'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkT1K5hvHsI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Fpz0Gb3ZJoY/s72-c/3582872833_cb22c805e8%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-9205867279466129951</id><published>2009-06-24T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T12:16:34.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rise and Shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkGe5E_R9MI/AAAAAAAAA8E/LI-EDHEjGS4/s1600-h/IMG-1320%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350732535721751746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkGe5E_R9MI/AAAAAAAAA8E/LI-EDHEjGS4/s320/IMG-1320%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good morning ladies and gentlemen!How are you guys doing?im doing and feeling great today i guess.Holidays are gonna be over soon and i have to deny that i am eager to go school.How i wish this year i am in secondary 1.I can enjoy life as much as i want,however it is sad for me to accept the fact that i am now 16,secondary 4 and seating for major Examinations this year.It has been 3 years since i last feel this type of errie feeling haunting me all the time.I bet those who are taking their N or O's this year are all in a hostility state.Life is bored if filled with strain and tautness all the times.I have to go to school as soon as possible as there are tons of things that i should start revising,there's also a few more chapters  for me to cover up.OMG,all these seems to be too unbearable for me.Okay thats for now.&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/7091948984323920245-9205867279466129951?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/9205867279466129951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=9205867279466129951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/9205867279466129951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/9205867279466129951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/06/rise-and-shine.html' title='Rise and Shine'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkGe5E_R9MI/AAAAAAAAA8E/LI-EDHEjGS4/s72-c/IMG-1320%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-1432349126830507684</id><published>2009-06-23T17:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:56:17.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONSTER VS ALIENS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkCiM4U5MCI/AAAAAAAAA70/063Xsw1RSNg/s1600-h/3370499858_8811ca5988%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350454699478298658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkCiM4U5MCI/AAAAAAAAA70/063Xsw1RSNg/s320/3370499858_8811ca5988%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is extremely awesome.I managed to watch it on online movie website just now like finally.I really enjoyed the movie.I love all the main characters there,they are effing cute,and adorable.It been aeons since i last watched a cartoon movie.I tried to coax myself to study while watching the movie however i failed.I get easily distracted.Since i am not going anywhere today,i guess i will be watching movies the whole day.Today gonna be a movie marathon for me.haha!Okay,thats for now.I am busy watching "Ghosts Of Girlfriends Past" and most probably i will be watching "Hannah Montana The Movie".I have no idea why i am planning to watch that movie cause i am &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; a fan of her.I guess the reason to it is I AM TOTALLY BORED(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-1432349126830507684?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/1432349126830507684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=1432349126830507684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1432349126830507684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/1432349126830507684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/06/monster-vs-aliens.html' title='MONSTER VS ALIENS'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SkCiM4U5MCI/AAAAAAAAA70/063Xsw1RSNg/s72-c/3370499858_8811ca5988%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7091948984323920245.post-9024835549489469625</id><published>2009-06-23T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:53:46.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you were mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sj_FIQyoU5I/AAAAAAAAA7k/mSazaJ80-3o/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350211628076389266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sj_FIQyoU5I/AAAAAAAAA7k/mSazaJ80-3o/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were mine,&lt;br /&gt;I'd be your everything,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd be the only thing,&lt;br /&gt;That I would ever need,&lt;br /&gt;If you were mine,&lt;br /&gt;I would tell everyone,&lt;br /&gt;That you are the only one,&lt;br /&gt;That I could ever want,&lt;br /&gt;Everything I dream about,&lt;br /&gt;Everything I talk about,&lt;br /&gt;One thing I can't live without,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get closer to you,&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand being far away,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you don't feel the same way,&lt;br /&gt;Watching them bring tears to your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;If you were mine,&lt;br /&gt;I'd be your everything,&lt;br /&gt;And you'd be the only thing,&lt;br /&gt;That I would ever need,&lt;br /&gt;If you were mine,&lt;br /&gt;I would tell everyone,&lt;br /&gt;That you are the only one,&lt;br /&gt;That I could ever want.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i really mean every word i say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7091948984323920245-9024835549489469625?l=z-aai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/feeds/9024835549489469625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7091948984323920245&amp;postID=9024835549489469625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/9024835549489469625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7091948984323920245/posts/default/9024835549489469625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-aai.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-were-mine.html' title='if you were mine.'/><author><name>Z A A I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05982914621173356419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/SVy8qVvPlmI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lc7E_YI2Xac/S220/_MG_3237.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xwAAStMvrVE/Sj_FIQyoU5I/AAAAAAAAA7k/mSazaJ80-3o/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
