<?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-2227383065515179637</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:18:10.811+08:00</updated><category term='Megan fox'/><category term='a night to remember'/><category term='Springfield Secondary School'/><category term='Dream interpretation'/><category term='mysterious'/><category term='my appetite'/><category term='exotic'/><category term='puppy love lockdown'/><category term='Temasek Poly'/><category term='single'/><category term='kissing'/><category term='passion for rap'/><category term='sexy photo'/><category term='my crush'/><category term='Arab girl'/><category term='Long Hiatus AXL new blogskin'/><title type='text'>what the heck! beats me!</title><subtitle type='html'>simple blog...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-1013024435129852424</id><published>2010-09-26T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T00:03:45.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(BLANK)</title><content type='html'>when my life gets more interesting, i'll blog about it. for now, i'll leave it dusted. O_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-1013024435129852424?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1013024435129852424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/09/blank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/1013024435129852424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/1013024435129852424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/09/blank.html' title='(BLANK)'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-5560046728579976261</id><published>2010-07-24T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T23:53:59.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never known a girl like you before</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ynr8pw2f-Ws&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ynr8pw2f-Ws&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyhey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long silence. I just felt moody the past few weeks to even blog about what happens around me. But today I'm feeling Great!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos you know why? I'm participating in the YOG event! that's why!&lt;br /&gt;Yes and I'm volunteering as a Logistics Officer! i hope to gain experience and knowledge at the end of the event. Also, to get to make new friends.&lt;br /&gt;And i made a few today. They seemed nice! :)we got along well!&lt;br /&gt;But towards the end of the day in Woodlands for the Venex II exercise at Singapore Sports School, I had a headache. Maybe it was a migraine. I dunno how to explain it, my head was heavy, i felt like throwing up. But anyway, its all gone after i took my beauty sleep of 4 - 5 hours. LOL. I had to wake up 5.30am you know! Tampines to Woodlands! haha. I didn't know what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and i'm happy for the first time that I'm gonna get my free Visa debit card! woohoo! lol. sponsored by various sponsors supporting the YOG ofcourse. &lt;br /&gt;Now, let's figure out the date i'm  free to go and collect my uniform and freebies.. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-5560046728579976261?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5560046728579976261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/07/never-known-girl-like-you-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5560046728579976261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5560046728579976261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/07/never-known-girl-like-you-before.html' title='Never known a girl like you before'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-8752625343718605032</id><published>2010-06-30T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T17:09:50.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got a feeling</title><content type='html'>I got this feeling once again. You know, the feeling that you get when you've got butterflies up in your stomach. Yes, that kinda feeling. Idk why, but its been a long time since i ever felt like flirting. And I guess something just sparked right then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been lonely for quite some time then. Being left out cos most of my cliques have their own BGR and that I don't. I grew tired of hearing from them counting how many ex-es they have. Sigh. So to divert those negative feelings(loneliness,desperation,etc..LOL), I decided to take a part-time job. It was fun while it lasted during this June holidays. I was making full use of my time there; I didn't even think of being lonely. It was great actually. But deep down is a feeling overshadowed by these busy activities. I still felt empty. Its like I'm a robot working 9 to 5. I didn't have time for myself. I've forgotten how to have time for myself.( Tho i managed to get day offs and goof out with Amani..Lol )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCsIpaQKnvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/hKYs3-vYnKs/s1600/kid-desperate-man-lonely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCsIpaQKnvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/hKYs3-vYnKs/s200/kid-desperate-man-lonely.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488490078395866866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm still fooling around trying to find that chemistry with someone... There's still hope. And school reopens next week. I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-8752625343718605032?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8752625343718605032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-got-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/8752625343718605032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/8752625343718605032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-got-feeling.html' title='i got a feeling'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCsIpaQKnvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/hKYs3-vYnKs/s72-c/kid-desperate-man-lonely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-6337861842354586736</id><published>2010-06-25T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:13:11.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money is the root of all evil!?!</title><content type='html'>These are some of the stuffs that I gotta want to have someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some fresh clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOFvTr-qnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/KRH5fBKaCAI/s1600/zy-tooth-t-bk-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOFvTr-qnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/KRH5fBKaCAI/s200/zy-tooth-t-bk-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486375818852477554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOFtVS_YHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/TYuXQEbQt3s/s1600/zyc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOFtVS_YHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/TYuXQEbQt3s/s200/zyc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486375784924799090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe a hoodie or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOEQjwxXtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7S0DFl-BSZ4/s1600/ZooYorkMensHoodies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOEQjwxXtI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7S0DFl-BSZ4/s200/ZooYorkMensHoodies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486374191079972562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOFuOJAWbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ryVkDuvSEtU/s1600/billabong-zip-hoodie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOFuOJAWbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ryVkDuvSEtU/s200/billabong-zip-hoodie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486375800183740850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some fresh baggy jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOESt4O6pI/AAAAAAAAAHI/LnYROlnunQs/s1600/coogi_jeans_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOESt4O6pI/AAAAAAAAAHI/LnYROlnunQs/s200/coogi_jeans_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486374228155361938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A pair of fresh kicks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOEQ2ce1LI/AAAAAAAAAGw/cV5WKWMhxCY/s1600/DC+skate+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOEQ2ce1LI/AAAAAAAAAGw/cV5WKWMhxCY/s200/DC+skate+shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486374196095145138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A cool g-shock watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOERQJ9fQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ubOrBRCJopQ/s1600/g-shock-limited-edition-surfing-open.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOERQJ9fQI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ubOrBRCJopQ/s200/g-shock-limited-edition-surfing-open.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486374202996784386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And a Professional home studio kit for recording my future rap mixtapes maybe. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOFtNRQELI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/FG1bWwzAWn4/s1600/at2020_usb_kit02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOFtNRQELI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/FG1bWwzAWn4/s200/at2020_usb_kit02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486375782770020530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOESFnlf-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/yAezA_d4U00/s1600/headphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOESFnlf-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/yAezA_d4U00/s200/headphone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486374217348120546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which totally sums up to be more than what i could earn in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A shirt nowadays could go for a price of 20 - 40 $. Each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Hoodie, especially those branded ones, are in a 100$ range. Should you find a bargain, tell me. heh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeans/Pants - Don't ask. If i wanna buy, it has got to have style and still in trend. 60 - 90 $ range.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shoes - Should be street-wise. 100 - 199$ range for starters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Digital watch - G-shock. you know the price.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A microphone and Dj-style headphone - starter's budget should be around 400$. Upgrading to high end quality product should cost more than that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I should really want this so badly that I have forgotten I'm being too materialistic these days. Speak of the devil. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Money is the root of all evil!?!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-6337861842354586736?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6337861842354586736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/06/gotta-love-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6337861842354586736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6337861842354586736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/06/gotta-love-them.html' title='Money is the root of all evil!?!'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/TCOFvTr-qnI/AAAAAAAAAHo/KRH5fBKaCAI/s72-c/zy-tooth-t-bk-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-7473455413220668971</id><published>2010-05-26T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T20:44:42.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOB!!!</title><content type='html'>hey guys! good news! Since the start of this week, I've never felt this grateful before. All happened in one day, one after another.Finally, matters began going the way i want. thank god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier on while otw to school, I received a text msg saying I'm  eligible for the  Financial Assistance bursary of $800.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at school, I was still stressed about getting a job.After hearing out to my problems, Jonathan, my class rep, got me referred to someone who coincidentally needs to find employees desperately. And I'll be starting work this Friday. As its a public holiday (Vesak Day), I'll be starting at 11am and end at 7pm. I'll be working as a promoter.&lt;br /&gt;Promote what product? that you'd have to ask me personally. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now. cya! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-7473455413220668971?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7473455413220668971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/05/job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/7473455413220668971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/7473455413220668971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/05/job.html' title='JOB!!!'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-9023619646627630283</id><published>2010-05-16T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T20:21:50.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Hello there guys! sorry for being away for a long time. I've really been busy recently with all the new stuff in college and adjusting to it. I hope to write more every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a little update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was hectic. I didn't feel I was at home. All the noises my little siblings made were distracting me. I was stressed out. I was broke. I had no money on me. I can't go out. Even if I could find time, I don't know who would wanna hang out with me when its the mid-year exams for the secondary students. My cousin is definitely out of the question cos he's doing his O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I didn't have a nervous breakdown. I was simply tired. I went to school one of those days and only ate bread. my clique told me I looked gloomy. So I told them I was having a bad mood. Nothing was going the way I wanted it to be.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Wants &amp;amp; Needs.&lt;/span&gt; I just learned Maslow's theory of Wants and Needs during SVE lecture this morning. And after that lecture, I was sure of myself. I don't want to let my negative side get the best of me. I don't want to get depressed becos of that.&lt;br /&gt;Someone once told me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Its you who choose how you want your day to be. Either leave all the negative aside and learn to take it positively or frown the whole day.&lt;/span&gt; I'm still glad that I'm back on the right track. And today's Napha Test was disastrous yet i still enjoyed it. Everyone was encouraging me to go on. and yes I finally did finish the 2.4Km run. Even when I was one of the last few who finished it out of how many classes today ( i think 5 classes?)which makes me the 127th person to reach the end. And oh, was it hella fun! the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 stations&lt;/span&gt; after the 2.4Km run! We took our height and weight. we did our standing broad jump. the sit ups. the sit &amp;amp; reach. the shuttle run. Yeah, I enjoyed all of it. I came out alive. haha. So yeah, today's strategy was to enjoy the rest of the day rather than frown knowing I can't attain a Bronze for it. I'm not worried. there's still time for re-test. And when it comes to NS, I'll have more to worry for if I don't buckle up. haha. Gotta loose those fats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-9023619646627630283?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/9023619646627630283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/05/hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/9023619646627630283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/9023619646627630283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/05/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-215197867820704991</id><published>2010-04-20T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T00:17:31.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW SKIN</title><content type='html'>okay, so some people were having trouble looking at my blog when i changed my blogskin yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Now I resorted to Pimp another Blogskin. eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you have it. a Ghetto blog.&lt;br /&gt;though I'm still lazy to change the music playlist. Sum41 is in it. John lennon too.&lt;br /&gt;Oh the hilarity! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't mind the Killuminati 2Pac video and lyrics there too.&lt;br /&gt;Its part of the PimpOver. eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, excuse my coarse language on some parts of the blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;It gives an extra boost of Gangsta look to it. Ya digg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signin' off,&lt;br /&gt;Azlan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-215197867820704991?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/215197867820704991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-skin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/215197867820704991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/215197867820704991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-skin.html' title='NEW SKIN'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-2686774168093928183</id><published>2010-04-18T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T01:15:55.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Outing During the  Holidays</title><content type='html'>okay, i haven't yet updated you guys with the Sentosa Outing we had during our last week before School Re-opens for the Apr Intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite lazy right now. So let these pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S8nsJYtnZnI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W9suVZ92Cyg/s1600/Sentosa+outing5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S8nsJYtnZnI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W9suVZ92Cyg/s400/Sentosa+outing5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461155669160191602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S8nsJDqBVgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/M-MQMwDmXHo/s1600/sentosa+outing4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S8nsJDqBVgI/AAAAAAAAAFw/M-MQMwDmXHo/s400/sentosa+outing4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461155663507969538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S8nsIh9BQZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9UH5KnjEtfY/s1600/sentosa+outing3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S8nsIh9BQZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/9UH5KnjEtfY/s400/sentosa+outing3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461155654460850578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S8nsIeLlM1I/AAAAAAAAAFg/8_xOK_sTDek/s1600/sentosa+outing2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S8nsIeLlM1I/AAAAAAAAAFg/8_xOK_sTDek/s400/sentosa+outing2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461155653448184658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S8nsHyo9AaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/K2WIi1JGbUs/s1600/sentosa+outing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S8nsHyo9AaI/AAAAAAAAAFY/K2WIi1JGbUs/s400/sentosa+outing1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461155641760219554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-2686774168093928183?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2686774168093928183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/04/sentosa-outing-during-holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/2686774168093928183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/2686774168093928183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/04/sentosa-outing-during-holidays.html' title='Sentosa Outing During the  Holidays'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S8nsJYtnZnI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W9suVZ92Cyg/s72-c/Sentosa+outing5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-8881627551447819014</id><published>2010-04-08T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T17:52:06.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exotic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arab girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mysterious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream interpretation'/><title type='text'>I open my eyes and things went back to normal.</title><content type='html'>So i had a few tussles and turns on the bed before waking up at 3 in the morning. I was coughing mad. Drank some water and got back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in this la la land of mine, i dreamed of a mysterious arab (gypsy?)girl. Our eyes met. she's an exchange student, i assumed. So i tried hitting on her. Damn, those beautiful eyes and fair white complexion and that sweet smile! I couldn't really remember now what she wore. It could be a red or a black dress. but damn, those facial features are gorgeous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to strike a conversation, despite the language barrier.&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, you're an Arab," was all i could muster.&lt;br /&gt;of course, i tried to shake hands with her to introduce ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;but her hands said no and i know why. it wasn't appropriate of us.&lt;br /&gt;but then she changed her mind. She raised her left hand. Our fingers touched.&lt;br /&gt;Cold yet i felt the warmth in it. I giggled. Our hands both still intact. well, not shaking, just holding. She smiled. Eye to eye, i wanted her to know that I'm attracted to her. She could sense it too. Perhaps she felt the same way?&lt;br /&gt;I left her and ran as far away into another spiraling dimension of other weird dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, and open my eyes. Damnit! Why did I even run away from her? She was too perfect to be true. Argh! And back to reality facts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a single guy. I get jealous easily over lovely couples.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for Miss Right to come by. &lt;br /&gt;I guess, maybe this is why i got such an exotic dream. &lt;br /&gt;well, dreams are always the opposite of reality.&lt;br /&gt;So if i get this right, this dream just meant one thing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm yearning for someone to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S72knX4jdJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bAqFbiy47B0/s1600/SDC11920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S72knX4jdJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bAqFbiy47B0/s400/SDC11920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457699319775982738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-8881627551447819014?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8881627551447819014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-open-my-eyes-and-things-went-back-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/8881627551447819014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/8881627551447819014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-open-my-eyes-and-things-went-back-to.html' title='I open my eyes and things went back to normal.'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S72knX4jdJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bAqFbiy47B0/s72-c/SDC11920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-1595488008297278789</id><published>2010-04-03T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:04:28.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just an update</title><content type='html'>Okay, just a little update.&lt;br /&gt;My sore throat is no longer sore. But what's bothering me now is this irritating phlegm that's tickling my throat, making me cough up phlegm, which could be painful sometimes. Hope i get better before this coming Tuesday. Cos I and fellow UJD classmates are having a potluck @ Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;And some action pack fun activities, which will be pretty much unpredictable cos it haven't even started yet. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandwich or Agar-agar? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmMmmmMmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-1595488008297278789?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1595488008297278789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/1595488008297278789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/1595488008297278789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-update.html' title='just an update'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-2035082493586049270</id><published>2010-03-28T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T20:57:47.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood Swang!</title><content type='html'>okay my mood just swang-ed!&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just aint ready to move on.&lt;br /&gt;and i wrote a piece of poetry to clarify things up.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i live in my dream, cos real life is a pain,&lt;br /&gt;everyday i see you and him, i'd go insane,&lt;br /&gt;i aint know what you see in him, i aint know what im short of,&lt;br /&gt;you cheatin my feelings, you chopped a part of my heart off,&lt;br /&gt;and you took it with you, and you left with your boyfriend,&lt;br /&gt;now im all alone, bruised, scarred, im depressed and,&lt;br /&gt;standin here waiting, while you and him debating,&lt;br /&gt;me im still bleedin, cos you left without saying goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and baby are you blind? hearted, only using yo mind,&lt;br /&gt;you wasted, &lt;br /&gt;the time we spent worth the money i invested,&lt;br /&gt;down the drain now im all infested,&lt;br /&gt;my brain aint workin, always thinkin of you,&lt;br /&gt;and it hurts to see you there without me,&lt;br /&gt;cos without me, undoubtly, your incomplete,&lt;br /&gt;cos without you, i doubt it, im just a lonely piece of shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-2035082493586049270?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2035082493586049270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/03/mood-swang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/2035082493586049270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/2035082493586049270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/03/mood-swang.html' title='Mood Swang!'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-3830687104318972955</id><published>2010-03-25T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:34:32.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.o</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S6tX_5tQe7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/VyRsGNiUF94/s1600/Video+call+snapshot+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S6tX_5tQe7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/VyRsGNiUF94/s400/Video+call+snapshot+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452548529196137394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! i stopped being emo for sometime after being depressed for nothing. then becos i was bored and lonely and dont always go out cos its the school holidays for me, i make some new friend online. I logged on into my Interpals account. got into some chatroom. yea i did make some friends. exchanged email adress. After i got out of the chatroom, i went to edit my profile page. Then i received one message from some Brazilian chick  on my inbox. so i checked it out. and after all the hoohaa hoohaa introducing each other.we exchanged email address and met at msn. since then she taught me Portuguese. heh. then we skyped, webcammed and yea she loves singing Chris Brown. heh. then last i checked she's 12. haha. i thought she could be 15 or 16 something like that. haha. Okay, thats for all now. cya~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-3830687104318972955?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3830687104318972955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/03/oo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/3830687104318972955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/3830687104318972955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/03/oo.html' title='O.o'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S6tX_5tQe7I/AAAAAAAAAFI/VyRsGNiUF94/s72-c/Video+call+snapshot+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-2188370758490630594</id><published>2010-03-15T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:18:10.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I was the one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/PwAnyq4wVcQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/PwAnyq4wVcQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searched far and out for something that i could relate to. Finally found the song.&lt;br /&gt;At least i got something to cry on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-2188370758490630594?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2188370758490630594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i-was-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/2188370758490630594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/2188370758490630594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i-was-one.html' title='If I was the one...'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-1059988439724097785</id><published>2010-03-14T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T01:40:14.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im on my own now i guess?</title><content type='html'>i must be the loneliest person on earth. why? B'cos i always give way to others. i care about others before myself. i didn't bother much about myself. but now i do. now that i realized it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one by one, i could tick friends from the list as "attached" and no longer single. and i could even calculate the statistics. Is it Dating Season already? cos i feel left out. seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i the last person on earth to ever get a girl of my dreams?&lt;br /&gt;maybe not now, but i worry that with each passing time. im getting older.&lt;br /&gt;17 and yet never have been in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to turn 25 knowing that i never had a girlfriend during these teenage years.&lt;br /&gt;But the single fact is, i still have not found the ideal girl.&lt;br /&gt;One that could lift away my emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;One that could bring me joy when i see her smile.&lt;br /&gt;One that could understand me for what i stand for/who i am.&lt;br /&gt;One that could rule my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is she? i have yet to discover. its only a matter of time for nature to take its course.&lt;br /&gt;just like fishing. you throw in the rod. but it takes time to ring a bell in someone's head to go tell him/her that they love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe i got you lost on that fishing part, but whatever it is, I'll still be waiting for that someone to cross path one day. the real problem is, I'm not that patient. Call me desperate. For that is how I'm feeling now. It's not my fault that I can't help myself. I see friends getting into a relationship and i just get jealous easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're asking, what about crushes? Do i have one? Well, yes i had a few. but it doesn't really works well for me. It's useless to cry every night knowing that the person you like is already taken. It's like crying over spilled/spilt milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i rather stick up to one plan. Let nature take its course. Cos all the other plans have got me hurt in the process before. So yeah, til then this is Azlan signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-1059988439724097785?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1059988439724097785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-on-my-own-now-i-guess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/1059988439724097785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/1059988439724097785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-on-my-own-now-i-guess.html' title='Im on my own now i guess?'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-589090377056045695</id><published>2010-03-07T19:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T19:37:40.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>some pictures i grabbed from friends who took my picture. Was at Sentosa for Maths Trail. &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S5OOlhBwhVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/mQm0K71YtWg/s400/me4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445853149593109842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S5OOkfXYCjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Wu4y7Dtysc4/s1600-h/me3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S5OOkfXYCjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Wu4y7Dtysc4/s400/me3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445853131967040050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S5OOkIB_hKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lwRT5PAip-E/s1600-h/me2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S5OOkIB_hKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lwRT5PAip-E/s400/me2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445853125703337122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S5OOjv0b7TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7BRx8i02I4w/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 141px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S5OOjv0b7TI/AAAAAAAAAEo/7BRx8i02I4w/s400/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445853119204027698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-589090377056045695?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/589090377056045695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/03/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/589090377056045695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/589090377056045695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/03/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S5OOlhBwhVI/AAAAAAAAAFA/mQm0K71YtWg/s72-c/me4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-6298364196279724168</id><published>2010-02-19T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:57:16.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passion for rap'/><title type='text'>what defines me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S36I1jVi6FI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KHHRMsk-zkM/s1600-h/passion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S36I1jVi6FI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KHHRMsk-zkM/s400/passion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439935853510191186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S36I11kKJsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Smz-6UKmVeQ/s1600-h/rap_mtw_buyuk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S36I11kKJsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Smz-6UKmVeQ/s400/rap_mtw_buyuk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439935858403321538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothin much to point out but yeah. today is messy. woke up late. got to school. catch up with class. thanks Shafiq H! went home. got my rest. play my awesome notebook. make Krunk beat. write lyrics to it. now blogging. listening to some song on Hazrina's blog. playlist gerek arh! can i steal? haha please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-6298364196279724168?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6298364196279724168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-defines-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6298364196279724168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6298364196279724168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-defines-me.html' title='what defines me?'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S36I1jVi6FI/AAAAAAAAAEY/KHHRMsk-zkM/s72-c/passion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-1081622142981443299</id><published>2010-02-10T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T18:55:57.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S3KQjctDQqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/y0UKkP9NHPA/s1600-h/valentine+sucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S3KQjctDQqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/y0UKkP9NHPA/s400/valentine+sucks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436566638864581282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-1081622142981443299?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1081622142981443299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/02/hate-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/1081622142981443299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/1081622142981443299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/02/hate-it.html' title='hate it.'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S3KQjctDQqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/y0UKkP9NHPA/s72-c/valentine+sucks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-8660749709509070922</id><published>2010-01-29T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:17:21.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Main Computer's dead!</title><content type='html'>ok its officially dead. the computer is finally dead. i was happy yesterday, cos it means no siblings fighting over who gets to play the computer. and i will never let them use my laptop. muahaha! *evil laugh!*&lt;br /&gt;but then today, Nesh called in to ask for a backup copy of our project file cos his sister lost her thumbdrive. then i remembered, i cant get into the computer cos the motherboard's corrupted and is as good as dead. what bad timing. i wished i could've thought of a backup copy for it before. never thought the motherboard is gonna die anytime. anyway, good news for yall. Nesh got into the Finals for the YOG theme song-making competition. i wish i could do something to help. but im not a computer geek. anyway, i won't try anything stupid. i dont want the hard disk to get completely corrupted until i cant retrieve the file anymore. besides, there are also my other old works in the hard disk. all my efforts will be gone if its lost. i worked so hard to get where i am today. Luckily i have the software installed on my laptop here so that i can continue beat-making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go, today's post end with a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SIGH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-8660749709509070922?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8660749709509070922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/main-computers-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/8660749709509070922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/8660749709509070922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/main-computers-dead.html' title='Main Computer&apos;s dead!'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-7726794268454667585</id><published>2010-01-22T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T21:57:25.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S1muesoGrjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FKUrGSlIx2g/s1600-h/class+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S1muesoGrjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FKUrGSlIx2g/s400/class+photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429562668170522162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok  this pic taken when i was blur enough to look at camera. haa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S1mueJ26ZoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CypT22PBQ4s/s1600-h/nu+man+censored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S1mueJ26ZoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/CypT22PBQ4s/s400/nu+man+censored.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429562658837390978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Simply classic face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-7726794268454667585?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7726794268454667585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/fun-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/7726794268454667585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/7726794268454667585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/fun-photos.html' title='Fun Photos'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S1muesoGrjI/AAAAAAAAAEI/FKUrGSlIx2g/s72-c/class+photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-4170319371911693435</id><published>2010-01-20T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T22:27:23.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ego</title><content type='html'>okay time for some decent blog post. its been some time that i've not mentioned about her. so lets get my mind right. i've been getting along well not thinking about her. Until recently, somebody has to remind me. thanks alot! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so past few days i din't manage to sleep right bcos my mind was all on her all the time.&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday night, while trying to get some sleep, i decided to speak my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I totally let my emotions go on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a 16 bars rap written just for you. you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been some time we never met, and i feel like calling you,&lt;br /&gt;and talk to you and telling you, that I am still, missing you,&lt;br /&gt;I know we've moved on but my heart didn't think so,&lt;br /&gt;i coulda strike another girl but you see, its my ego,&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling regrets, something i shoulda done long ago,&lt;br /&gt;and that's to tell you how i feel inside and not be ego~&lt;br /&gt;istic, and say that im attached but the fact is,&lt;br /&gt;i'm single, never had a relation-ship,&lt;br /&gt;but shit happens and im too shy to ad-mit,&lt;br /&gt;i liked you from the day when our eyes first meet,&lt;br /&gt;i gazed in and saw that you're an ideal match,&lt;br /&gt;long legs, long hair, and a flawless complex~ion,&lt;br /&gt;my heart melted like rubber it became too elastic,&lt;br /&gt;too shy a guy, i guess i must've lost it.&lt;br /&gt;now im picking it back up, tryin to get on it,&lt;br /&gt;but it seems to me that i've gotten on too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go. yes i regretted not asking you how you felt bout me. i regretted not being brave enough to tell you i love you. but most of all i regretted bringing my ego all the way up til now. I know you moved on, but no matter how far you take it with you, i'll still be that guy lookin out for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-4170319371911693435?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4170319371911693435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/ego.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/4170319371911693435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/4170319371911693435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/ego.html' title='ego'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-3825767923092090146</id><published>2010-01-14T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:54:34.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:O</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! how are you today? I'm coping well with school nowadays. I think i'm gonna enjoy my stay over here after all. During lunch time, after we finished eating, we went to the amphitheater where there's a programme hosted by the student development bla bla bla something something....&lt;br /&gt;The whole show was great. I enjoyed the songs being played by performers, the bhangra dance, the informative skit, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and you know what? quiz time i was picked to answer a question the host asked. and i got correct. so happy! but the fact is i bluntly answered and got the answer correct.&lt;br /&gt;" Overseas Industrial attachment" was my answer. then i got to pick my prize. either a keychain or lollipop. I chose the keychain so it would make my stay here memorable. I've yet to open the package. haha. Authentic or what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S089VBwkYUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3n25WMWECcw/s1600-h/Img0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S089VBwkYUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3n25WMWECcw/s400/Img0205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426623507463430466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'm so so tired right now. gonna sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-3825767923092090146?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3825767923092090146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/3825767923092090146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/3825767923092090146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/o.html' title=':O'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S089VBwkYUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3n25WMWECcw/s72-c/Img0205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-5889668212453003643</id><published>2010-01-11T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:38:12.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY TODAY</title><content type='html'>today is nothing special. 3 more students joined the class. woohoo! more classmates! and best part of today is free thermometer! haha it costs 8 freakin Yusufs. get it? 8 Yusufs? Singapore's equivalent of US Bucks. nevermind if you're slow. you'll get it someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S0tFvEp87kI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0Wbi5kdHx5c/s1600-h/Img0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S0tFvEp87kI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0Wbi5kdHx5c/s400/Img0204.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425506851103764034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thermometer is sleek and compact and can be clipped on your landyard.&lt;br /&gt;Its function is brilliantly designed in such a way that if the user has hi-temp, it will not only beep but also, a red LED light will flash. I've yet to read the manual. But by looking at this piece of work from Temasek Polytechnic, it mostly functions like a normal thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today learnt a great deal out of planning for business. Since i was sitting directly under the teacher's nose, I could already smell the money coming my way.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I never thought business skills was that complex. From Marketing to Selling.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder my dad was such a busy man back in the prime. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough about dad. So after school, I stumbled with two ex-schoolmates.&lt;br /&gt;Abdul Syafiq and Firdaus. Took the same bus together. did a little catch-up on whose the new art teacher and stuff like that. Then got home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats today for me. how's your?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-5889668212453003643?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5889668212453003643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/woohoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5889668212453003643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5889668212453003643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/woohoo.html' title='MY TODAY'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/S0tFvEp87kI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0Wbi5kdHx5c/s72-c/Img0204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-1209040501047447204</id><published>2010-01-09T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:53:16.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help!</title><content type='html'>Oh god i feel so terrible today...only phyr would know. ask him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-1209040501047447204?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1209040501047447204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/1209040501047447204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/1209040501047447204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/help.html' title='help!'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-5465152800017554493</id><published>2010-01-06T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:30:21.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITE life...</title><content type='html'>hey guys i'm back on track for blogging. so today is my third day in school. And i must say, the first half of the timetable is pretty much nothing. haha. i slept through the whole lecture in the morning in the air-conditioned auditorium. from 9 to 10, it mostly covers some important issues concerning who is who and whose the boss around the campus. and also the student uniform dress code. blah blah...then slept in the middle of the talk, then woke up then found out assembly lecture has ended.&lt;br /&gt;then as a class, followed Mr Singh to class. He has his way of humoring us, and that did warm me up a little bit cos the lecture before that was totally boring. After we did icebreaking with him, he gave us 15 mins break to take a walk around or have a quick snack before another lecture in the auditorium. that very next lecture, i totally slept throughout it. I cant help it. My body system starts to function like crazy since Monday. Not enough sleep. either that or cant sleep after napping in the evening. so around 2pm after lunch got back to class, then talk talk talk with mr singh with his humor...yeah he's fun. then he dismissed the whole class early cos of....[ long story].&lt;br /&gt;then i stayed back, asking for advice. he advised me on how to adjust myself to sleep early so that my body could adapt to my new tight schedule in school. wahh...tomorrow last period is PE..&lt;br /&gt;2 hours. and e sch ends at 5 tomorrow. i hope i can cope through the day. seriously i feel damn tired even after being released early. ok until then, cya!&lt;br /&gt;snoozing off in 5!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-5465152800017554493?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5465152800017554493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/ite-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5465152800017554493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5465152800017554493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/ite-life.html' title='ITE life...'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-6201719482652739006</id><published>2010-01-02T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:33:13.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woken up at 11:15am by brother becos my phone rang. Shit, I overslept. Took phone. One new message from Phyr.&lt;br /&gt;"Where you at?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to wake up at 9.30am to get ready for Studio 101 meeting. then i got up and took a quick shower, got ready then told mum i'm gonna go out for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought along my HP Notebook becos leceh to bring thumb drive. haha&lt;br /&gt;on the way to MRT station. took bus 28.&lt;br /&gt;Time 12+pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha like cheebye right supposed meet 11am. 12+ belom sampai2...haha&lt;br /&gt;took my time walk walk walk. terserempak kawan skola. sape tu...Iman ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k then fast forward to Dhoby Ghaut MRT Station.&lt;br /&gt;Phyr smsed me to go B1 macdonald.&lt;br /&gt;i thought Basement 1 of Dhoby Ghaut's...pulang-dalik balik pulang,&lt;br /&gt;aleh2 dier sms lagi kate B1 Plaza Singapura.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then da jumpe, da bebual and get to know (MOM) dino and ?? forgot his name.&lt;br /&gt;then send phyr the file thru bluetooth but connection problem so phyr took out his thumb drive and got the file that he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;then bual2 pastu gi lepak kat lepak corner 101. Istana Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me, Phyr,Riz9,Dino &amp;amp; ?? met up with Din, Amani, Phatmic then continue lepak there.&lt;br /&gt;Phyr discussed about photoshoot, 101 t-shirt, some briefing.&lt;br /&gt;Then I had to urgently go home. by then its around 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;so beri salam semue and walked off to DG Mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;bought my ticket, got home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha on the journey back something happened.&lt;br /&gt;There's this one Chinese aunty with her 4 yr old son i guess, and Very the Kecoh sia!&lt;br /&gt;the son was like wailing like crazy. the mother scold like crazy. the whole trip was burning my eardrums. haha. then they stop at kallang if im not wrong then i felt at peace again.&lt;br /&gt;played games on my phone to pass the time as i waited for Tampines MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At interchange, you wont believe who i met. Nazimah and Sutrie... then aku tegur ah.&lt;br /&gt;just short convo...nothing long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku: "eh, korang nk jalan mane?"&lt;br /&gt;Naz: "kitorang nk gi Town area... Orchard Rd"&lt;br /&gt;Aku: "oh"&lt;br /&gt;Naz:"abeh ape kau buat kat sini?"&lt;br /&gt;Aku:"aku baru balik dari lepak ngan members kat dhoby ghaut."&lt;br /&gt;Naz:" eh nanti jumpe tk skola tk? masok sec 5?"&lt;br /&gt;Aku:" tk de la. Higher nitec kat ite east simei."&lt;br /&gt;Sut: "  -_-''  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after da heboh2 je da la ape lagi balik rumah.&lt;br /&gt;siap2 going out with family. aleh2 tk jadi.&lt;br /&gt;so stayed at home, then made a sampled beat.&lt;br /&gt;DOPE! haha, want to hear? later i upload ah.&lt;br /&gt;now malas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk signoff AXL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-6201719482652739006?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6201719482652739006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2010/01/woken-up-at-1115am-by-brother-becos-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-8693144537975016404</id><published>2009-12-27T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T17:40:16.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move on</title><content type='html'>Im ready to move on.&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;br /&gt;Gdbye my love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-8693144537975016404?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8693144537975016404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/12/move-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/8693144537975016404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/8693144537975016404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/12/move-on.html' title='Move on'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-6506795434067896443</id><published>2009-12-24T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T04:31:07.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed Skin</title><content type='html'>okay i renovated this blog and still am. so i'll stick with this 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Skin'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-4061647247689224506</id><published>2009-11-07T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T21:45:41.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sum'n for y'all folks to chill to</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="344" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/uCS44CLO7Kg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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Then, mum bought me a cute little butter cream cake. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Just this afternoon, My sis smsed Fiza O on the O Show to ask for a birthday song dedication. Thanks sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/St_64MwrjEI/AAAAAAAAACA/cpnfCt_sb-Q/s1600-h/Img0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/St_64MwrjEI/AAAAAAAAACA/cpnfCt_sb-Q/s400/Img0146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395306722018167874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/St_6mcl5wNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mjXbx8UrpMM/s1600-h/Img0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/St_6mcl5wNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/mjXbx8UrpMM/s400/Img0157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395306417030283474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-3842441508882692018?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3842441508882692018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/10/me-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/3842441508882692018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/3842441508882692018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/10/me-birthday.html' title='Me Birthday!'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/St_64MwrjEI/AAAAAAAAACA/cpnfCt_sb-Q/s72-c/Img0146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-866745902192593789</id><published>2009-09-26T07:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T07:21:43.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/Sr1QbmvI6mI/AAAAAAAAABw/2Et3LkpMH-Q/s1600-h/IMG-7678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/Sr1QbmvI6mI/AAAAAAAAABw/2Et3LkpMH-Q/s400/IMG-7678.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385549164589935202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss my friends. haha. see you guys in two weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-866745902192593789?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/866745902192593789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/09/graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/866745902192593789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/866745902192593789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/09/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/Sr1QbmvI6mI/AAAAAAAAABw/2Et3LkpMH-Q/s72-c/IMG-7678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-24170851290238376</id><published>2009-09-21T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:46:06.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya!</title><content type='html'>Hey, Another Short Update! its the second day of Aidil Fitri and i still havent wish you blog readers Happy Lebaran. So here it is. Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Fitri Maaf Zahir &amp; Batin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-24170851290238376?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/24170851290238376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/24170851290238376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/24170851290238376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya!'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-5864204862622136331</id><published>2009-09-04T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:20:25.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Die! Prelim K-O</title><content type='html'>short update: Why is it that N level prelim set by schools always seem to be harder than the actual N level paper?( like the prelims for PSLE) Because, the teachers want the students caged in their own respective houses for the september holidays! that's why. they give us the result slip on the last day of term 3, and next week we have 3 N'level subjects and the rest of the month does not require us to come back to school. Argh! then after school reopens, the next N level paper starts off until the last paper. then no school, then graduation day, then no school again, then N level results are out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god! what am i gonna do about my result slip? 3 passes and 3 failures, not even qualified for EMB3. &lt;br /&gt;But I'm sure, N level paper is going to be smooth. I planned out my September Hols carefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...still, ARGH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-5864204862622136331?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5864204862622136331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/09/die-prelim-k-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5864204862622136331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5864204862622136331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/09/die-prelim-k-o.html' title='Die! Prelim K-O'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-5409550456015373239</id><published>2009-08-31T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:57:08.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a geek</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0099CC;"&gt;Okay. This is it. The first step into separating myself from my alter ego since Sec2 till now. Yes, my 2 other selves that had the better of me. I'm actually a mat kental (GEEK) in person. But since that time when I had the last straw of being bullied by the nonetheless Notorious Syafiq Zain, i decided to make my name up the billboard. I began to slack from my studies( not exactly,i still maintained top 3 in class that year), mix with those mats(not exactly, just mat lepak) and learned the ways of a MAT-REP ( just the way of acting tough). During that time, I know that i shouldnt be weak, &amp;amp; need to grow up, like seriously. I was childish &amp;amp; scared before, from being bullied and that was when i knew time was right for me to change to a bad-ass "mojo-jojo." People started calling me a "fighter" just because i have 3 dots on my right cheek. so the 3 dots actually means something like a "goon"(American laymen slang for bootleggers)if they were really tattooed on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0099CC;"&gt;Then, the last time i ever sparred with someone was the black Mambo dude,Zarruq! haha, i don't know if they still call him that, but wth.then i was promoted to sec3, and on that year, i grew tamed for N level's sake that was about to come in a year's time which is this year. You see, I'm a studious person and nothing can change me however i wanted to. And late last year, I began to set foot on my newly founded talent, Beat making. I began experimenting making HipHop music from scratch on my computer solely with my PC keyboard(hehe, budget lah! don't have MPC)and the utterly Brilliant Software i love the most, FL8XXL Studio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0099CC;"&gt;And that said, i grew my passion for rap(my next alter ego).Yeah, i was a lil' kinky when i start rapping last time, and for those of you who already listened to the curious cat, good for you cos this cat is new and improved. I can write verses, spit serious shits and produce beats. A one man band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0099CC;"&gt;I'm not bragging but Some people don't understand me, saying that the Hiphop scene in Singapore is small and that i wont get a living doing this for my whole life. But man, Singapore's so small, i dont give a damn. Who says I wanna be a rapper Full-time? lol. I just wanna find my own composure in my teenage years. All this while since sec1, I've been trying to find myself, be real. But along the way, i knew i was being silly. I just wanted to be part of the cool &amp;amp; popular. Instead now im in the popular Geek category.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0099CC;"&gt;But hey, everything's now changing so fast huh? I've finally found my composure. By the time i graduate, I'm gonna join my music production crew,Studio101, and make underground rap a new history for Afterlife.maybe even make it to mainstream but who knows, i may get lucky enough to produce music for new local breeds so that hiphop stays alive and never a dying whisper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0099CC;"&gt;After this studious kid finishes his N levels, hes gonna shake his back off and let a new Person in him come in and take over. But for now, let's get serious for 'N' exams. countdown till 7sept! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-5409550456015373239?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5409550456015373239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/08/confessions-of-geek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5409550456015373239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5409550456015373239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/08/confessions-of-geek.html' title='Confessions of a geek'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-3126262510184176038</id><published>2009-08-19T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:00:23.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol nothing to update, might as well humor myself with my own rap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;These Memories, damn i wish they could be replaced,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;give me your hand," sure those were the last words that she said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0099CC"&gt;and out penned those numbers, 8 digits to be exact,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;but the night i tried the number, "Engaged" was all i get,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;a few more days later,i just had to try again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;no answers, the line keeps engaging the constant consent,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;"The number you tried to call is not available Pls try again later"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;But i cant wait no longer, now im beginning to even hate her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;had she given the wrong number, another month i'll have to miss her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;and missed her i did, for she delayed till the next month and a week,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;Then she mistakened me for a stranger when i holler out to my Bitch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;But i had always called her that, oh shit i hollered out to her twin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;And out comes the outcome two sisters bangin me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;And out comes the words, how do you know me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;Then lastly i got to know that she's having short term memory,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 204);"&gt;Damn memories, how i wished her ass could fit a thumbdrive's USB! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-3126262510184176038?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3126262510184176038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/08/lol-nothing-to-update-might-as-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/3126262510184176038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/3126262510184176038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/08/lol-nothing-to-update-might-as-well.html' title='Lol nothing to update, might as well humor myself with my own rap'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-477653841451485420</id><published>2009-08-18T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:58:47.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Hiatus AXL new blogskin'/><title type='text'>Finally! I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0099CC; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Seriously...And so goes the story of my long Hiatus.let's try make it short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0099CC; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Catching on my N-Level Art prepwork was stressful.Passed up my N-level art Canvas along with prepwork last week if I recalled it right.Then came another pile of load, Prelim Art Paper.I had a good 2weeks to prepare for it but only did the prepwork for it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: #0099CC; font-family: georgia;"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0099CC; font-family: georgia;"&gt; and yep, all went well...I mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: #0099CC; font-family: georgia;"&gt;terrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0099CC; font-family: georgia;"&gt;. lol i don't expect to get a good grade out of it.Cos i didnt have time to expand my ideas to reach new levels of innovative creativity. haha. okay lets stop the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: #0099CC; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;artistic and linguistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0099CC; font-family: georgia;"&gt;" crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-477653841451485420?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/477653841451485420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/477653841451485420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/477653841451485420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-im-back.html' title='Finally! I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-5901289809786080401</id><published>2009-07-26T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:13:30.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy love lockdown'/><title type='text'>god please help pull me through this shit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BlRKCUjucjI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BlRKCUjucjI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning &amp; felt desolated. Almost every dream that i had has her in it. Well, in this particular one, my cousins kept pestering me to talk to her cos time is running out. Yeah like who am i kidding, my National exam is near. And i wasnt even in a mood for romance. haha. i guess im too stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when i woke up, suddenly and as if automatically, i turned on my handphone to listen to a song i just downloaded yesterday out of randomness,and which i hadn't listened to since i downloaded it.&lt;br /&gt;'Saat Terakhir' by indo-band St 12, somehow related me to how i felt during the dream. Man, i should have that song running in the background my dream but anyway, it really freaks me out, cos the song made me realise some things i should have done instead of keeping quiet and let other guys have a go at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i kept thinking, Will i get to see her after we graduate? Would she even accept me if i had told her earlier? Will she be shocked? And will i ever have the courage and chance to tell her that i truly deserve to be her knight?&lt;br /&gt;All these questions kept circling in my mind in the morning blues. And Shit! I've just discovered another pimple on my left eyebrow. Oh great! when will this stop? almost everytime i miss someone, a pimple pops out, like magic. HAH! see what you did to me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call this puppy love, whatever...cos i just wanna get the hell out of home and be at school to glance at her once more before i start another boring studious day and the following after till graduation comes along to save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITE, wait for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-5901289809786080401?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5901289809786080401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-please-help-pull-me-through-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5901289809786080401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5901289809786080401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-please-help-pull-me-through-this.html' title='god please help pull me through this shit...'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-1792888024121557075</id><published>2009-07-03T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:33:49.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah Stress like Hell! go Higher nitec or Nitec?</title><content type='html'>Okay so here's the problem. I'm in Sec 4 and I never thought to plan for my education after Secondary education before and just by chance my Mother Tongue teacher kinda lectured me after MT class about graduating to ITE (higher nitec or nitec) or going on to Sec 5 which i see is impossible to go to because of my academic results. maybe just to fit in is enough but passing the  O-level exam is difficult.  I want to be able to get to Higher Nitec so as not to disappoint my family and those people who look up to me. But  I see that the courses are not to my interest somehow and I compared to the nitec courses which rather gives me a chance at a career that i know could lead me to a better life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must it be EMB3 ? Why?!?!?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ _ _ _ _reference_ _ _ _ _&lt;br /&gt;Higher nitec courses : http://www.ite.edu.sg/ft/cert_level_hnitec.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitec courses : http://www.ite.edu.sg/ft/cert_level_nitec.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-1792888024121557075?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1792888024121557075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/07/wah-stress-like-hell-go-higher-nitec-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/1792888024121557075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/1792888024121557075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/07/wah-stress-like-hell-go-higher-nitec-or.html' title='Wah Stress like Hell! 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Be sure to watch it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-4638814405971750364?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4638814405971750364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/06/megan-has-reached-jackpot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/4638814405971750364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/4638814405971750364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/06/megan-has-reached-jackpot.html' title='Megan has reached the Jackpot!'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/Sj8_EVHPSfI/AAAAAAAAABo/lpvhmFcynIQ/s72-c/Lucky+Busted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-5953465793384484145</id><published>2009-06-05T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:12:51.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crazy First Day Of June Holiday( although it was only 30th may)</title><content type='html'>first of all, i apologize for my long hiatus away from blogging. real long story.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, whats blogging if it ain't gonna be about  some long story right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So OK, last Saturday I went to a rap/RnB competition at the Arts house  to see the real-deal local hiphop scene along with the coolest people around. I met Afterlife, Studio 101 and i even got to watch guest performance such as Shigga Shay with his Still Fly song and my personal fav Chaz Ali performing Fake emcees[lol his cap he wore that day was damn cool though]. And yeah, the crowd were headbanging to the songs and supporting the  fam with cool hand signs. Oh not to forget, the contestants were dope fresh people! keep SG hiphop alive and positive yall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same day, only earlier, i met with Afterlife and Studio 101 as we had a meeting into bringin me over to join the crew. the people are warm-hearted and friendly and joked with me as if i was already part of the fam. Words cant be described as to how much i wanted to hang around people that have same interests with me. Although i may be quiet to u guys sometimes, i'm actually trying to adapt to this whole new world that i didnt know existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Oh, Mr.Chan of Triplenoize who was on the show mentioned a joke that was about my post in  SgHiphop forum about East meets west. But i dont think he got the whole point though, what i meant was that we need more people from the east of singapore to join in the hiphop scene. Dont make it as though only people who live in the west, and maybe north of singapore know about current events circulating in SgHipHop. I dont mind the joke about taking 45 minutes just to go to the gigs, I'm quite shy myself when going to  some gig while on the MRT with strangers. Obviously, if i had brought someone who had the same interests as me( apparently, my frens think im "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;") along with me, i've no prob with that. but as an Enthusiast myself, i find it is important to promote our local scene Island-wide and not just to a minority of people who are already used to these cultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those from the east that had just read my view of SgHipHop, pls if u are a "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;" enthusiast who keeps instrumentals in his/her hp to listen to on the bus or having similar traits that involved headbangin or gyratin,  pls join &lt;a href="http://www.sghiphop.ning.com/"&gt;http://www.Sghiphop.ning.com&lt;/a&gt; or just click this badge -----&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed wmode="opaque" src="http://static.ning.com/socialnetworkmain/widgets/index/swf/badge.swf?v=4.2.5%3A22881" flashvars="backgroundColor=0x000000&amp;amp;textColor=0xCC0000&amp;amp;config=http%3A%2F%2Fsghiphop.ning.com%2Fmain%2Fbadge%2FshowPlayerConfig%3F%26size%3Dsmall%26username%3D28ao1oiov8ve1" bgcolor="#000000" scale="noscale" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="206" height="104"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://sghiphop.ning.com/"&gt;Visit &lt;em&gt;LION CITY HIPHOP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today folks..&lt;br /&gt;Sign off,&lt;br /&gt;AXL from the East Side!!! although, we dun have no hangouts in East side like they do in Brooklyn...haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-5953465793384484145?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5953465793384484145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-crazy-first-day-of-june-holiday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5953465793384484145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5953465793384484145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-crazy-first-day-of-june-holiday.html' title='My Crazy First Day Of June Holiday( although it was only 30th may)'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-2490368958628937275</id><published>2009-05-11T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:51:51.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>problem lies within...(16 bars)</title><content type='html'>this is a short poem that i came with to summarise the post below.really had the urge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Problem lies within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;every problem keeps poppin' out, and it don't seem to stop,&lt;br /&gt;nor could a pop-up blocker help but watch me drop,&lt;br /&gt;       pull apart my dreams from time to time and the further it walks,&lt;br /&gt;it keeps a distance away,while I'm chasing the clock,&lt;br /&gt;Hope made me stronger, made me feel on top,&lt;br /&gt;like I'm the king of the world, except this time I'm not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                        disappeared two days ago while trying to make it out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;god tell me why do i have to be in this situation now,&lt;br /&gt;why not later? why not never? why not ever someone else?&lt;br /&gt;it seems u like to target me, a weak-minded creature of yours,&lt;br /&gt;i pray to you, the one and only merciful god,&lt;br /&gt;but all i get is another problem after another one solved,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its time i quit hip hop, god wants it that way,&lt;br /&gt;well I'll heed his words, but i wont end it that way,&lt;br /&gt;instead, I'll be my best, pray hard and stay out(till i die),&lt;br /&gt;same for hip hop, play hard day in and day out(till i die).&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/2227383065515179637-2490368958628937275?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2490368958628937275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/05/problem-lies-within16-bars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/2490368958628937275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/2490368958628937275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/05/problem-lies-within16-bars.html' title='problem lies within...(16 bars)'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-5324889398497581529</id><published>2009-05-11T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:11:56.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed!</title><content type='html'>well, first off, my mid year art exam is tommorow and i've not started on my prepwork yet.&lt;br /&gt;this hasnt been the usual me. haha. dunno why i changed my mood. but not to worry, i've got the hold of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just felt that i need to release my stress from the mid year exam streak. and what other better way then starting on another beat! maybe i'll make a south beat like T.I  hehe.&lt;br /&gt;dunno la, after Phyr told me about how they roll, i feel like impatient to join the fam (Studio101).&lt;br /&gt;lol, i'll be made the assistant producer of ST101. but ofcourse if the others accept me to become one of them, then i get the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i just felt that, it'll be a sacrifice if i tell Phyr that im not ready to be one of them. Because of problems back home. problems keep coming after another solved. i really wanted to join the fam, its wat i dreamt since i discovered hiphop in SG. however, time and distance has kept me and my dreams apart, seperated! a living hell!" if anyone reads this, if u're a current supporter of hiphop and livin in the east, pls contact me. i got food and shelter, ready with protection. Signin off." - chey like 'I am legend' summore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-5324889398497581529?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5324889398497581529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/05/stressed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5324889398497581529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5324889398497581529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/05/stressed.html' title='Stressed!'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-6648982985157892123</id><published>2009-05-06T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:34:30.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit!</title><content type='html'>yeah, shit! my B string popped out! gotta buy a new one later today... was just going to tune my guitar, suddenly in the process of tuning my B, then it popped out just like that...luckily didnt kena mata...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i was doing my midyear Hist exam paper and in the middle of the exam, Perut sakit!haha... Ofcourse la didnt go toilet, 30 more minutes left. maseh byk blom tulis seyy. I didnt expect to be so empty in the stomach...haha. b/c i ate nasi lemak yesterday night b4 dozing off. itu pun 12am gi makan. dari petang pukul 3 sampai 12mlm tk makan...mesti rase laparkn?&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the best part is today morning, after exam, recess time. actually no reccess and can go home but what the heck rite? so i go to the stall jual NASI LEMAK! haha. AGAIN! was too hungry, that i ate with my bare hands and not the spoon and fork. [ORANG MELAYU katekan]...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-6648982985157892123?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6648982985157892123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/05/shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6648982985157892123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6648982985157892123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/05/shit.html' title='Shit!'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-7835133069523915469</id><published>2009-05-02T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T18:18:18.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anugerah</title><content type='html'>so today i was supposed to meet Nazain at EastpointMall. But b/c my family ikut, tk dpt ah jumpe. So i have to be anak mak for the whole day.haha. at least dpt nampak muke dier dari jauh...cute!!! lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i dont like to go to such places b/c ramai matreps and minahreps. boleh muntah siol.haha. (the HSA officers should patrol there, considering the underage smoking...)&lt;br /&gt;but becos nk support kawan yg masuk anugerah ni, terpakselah...padahal tk jumpe2, eh aidil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly for anyone yg dah terase, gigitlah jari. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-7835133069523915469?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7835133069523915469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/05/anugerah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/7835133069523915469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/7835133069523915469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/05/anugerah.html' title='Anugerah'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-572843064635653988</id><published>2009-05-02T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T17:53:36.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol...entah</title><content type='html'>korang nak kate aku hotstuff, silakan..haha mendaks siol laki zaman skrang tk banyak blogging...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-572843064635653988?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/572843064635653988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/05/lolentah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/572843064635653988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/572843064635653988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/05/lolentah.html' title='lol...entah'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-3303326093530155359</id><published>2009-04-27T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:28:49.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perasaan or wadd...</title><content type='html'>like what the hell shia, sape bangga nk kiss and tell? haha lu prasaan banyak la.&lt;br /&gt;nape? tk suke anggap aku ni kawan kau ke pe? I typed that post down cos i think its funny and not about being proud of anything. &lt;br /&gt;lol if u dont like people to know that we are normal friends, why u afraid of people knowing that?(bukanlah aku suka kau ke ape ke...)&lt;br /&gt;haha prassaann.Peragai cam &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doni&lt;/span&gt; jugak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha aku da link kau tau! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-3303326093530155359?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3303326093530155359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/perasaan-or-wadd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/3303326093530155359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/3303326093530155359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/perasaan-or-wadd.html' title='Perasaan or wadd...'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-6158842741278134435</id><published>2009-04-25T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:24:12.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like what the heck, right?</title><content type='html'>that last post i did last time didnt matter nomore...like what the heck, right? yes.&lt;br /&gt;haha. now im  Over her! its just funny when i look back thinking why i even liked her...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i went to mendaki. EXAMS! so i had to wake myself up earlier in order to get there before time.&lt;br /&gt;5am- woke up and slept again&lt;br /&gt;5.50am- same thing&lt;br /&gt;6:37am- same thing again&lt;br /&gt;6:49am- woke up and took a bath&lt;br /&gt;7:00am- around that time i already wore my school uniform and packed my bag&lt;br /&gt;7:10am- turned on the computer cos i really have the urge to. and by that, im not talking 'bout &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pawn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:01am-set foot on the road to school. ofcourse la i took the bus.&lt;br /&gt;8:49am- reached the school foyer.sat down at outside general office and waited for mendaki to start.&lt;br /&gt;9:12am- Mr.Wallace (OM) asks me why Mendaki starting late. I replied,"dunno" like very dumb like that.&lt;br /&gt;9:14am- saw Hazrina with her lil bro but tk tegur. Malas nk layan haha!&lt;br /&gt;9:20am- i think by that time terlalu ngantok da tunggu nk start i just stood up and head for the staircase to class. followed behind hazrina and her Junyan friend whom i admittedly forgotten her name...haha&lt;br /&gt;still 9:20am- hazrina told me, " eh azlan,aku dah link kau. aku da link kau tau."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i woke up from my half-sleepy self and dumbfounded..."aku darling kau?" ape siak sejak bile ni... gosok mate sikit pastu tanye dier, " kau mabok? ok ke tak ok ni?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha pastu dorang ketawa geli hati. ape nk buat aku pun blush la sia...terase pun terase la k.&lt;br /&gt;ape nk buat. ngantok...anything can happen right? like what the heck la sia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-6158842741278134435?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6158842741278134435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-what-heck-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6158842741278134435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6158842741278134435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-what-heck-right.html' title='like what the heck, right?'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-4998406648984905177</id><published>2009-04-14T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:01:35.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my appetite'/><title type='text'>My appetite, my crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;okay...so today is different from any other day. and ouh i've been unable to blog in for a week for unforeseen reasons...and finally i'm doing it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yeah i've lost my appetite to eat today. hopefully tomorrow my stomach feels refreshed! lmao wat am i talkin' about...Indian rojaks! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This Morn, i had a weird calling following a weird dream involvin' me and two friends. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;when i half awoken, i was singing in my heart loudly with no recall of singing it, Disana menanti Disini menunggu by Ukays ( malay song obviously).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lol. didnt know i was singing in my sleep. a lil' bit more and i would be sleep-singing and create a nuisance in the middle of the night...lmao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Okay...maybe this has to do with me going insane about being a lonely person. I mean, look at all these happy couples. they are there enjoying life worry-free and im stuck at a level where im under a serious load of stress. believe me, life is hard. and to think of it, love comes after hardship. so why should i be looking at them and nag at myself to get myself someone special and not do anything about it?Seriously, i'd love to be loved but to love someone deeply, (i've been thru that) is totally troublesome. Im beginning to get a lil' bit emo-ish.that kinda stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So when i try to impress a girl, it doesnt matter nomore cos it's damn tiring to look good and be at your best everytime u see your crush around. I wonder how girls could do that. I mean, its not like your crush is gonna notice you right? to me, love is a waste of time and at the same time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Damn! she's lookin hot today! see what love made me do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;made me write an endless poem about tryin to get her to notice me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;made me lose my appetite ( okay maybe im overeacting on this part...lmao)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;made me insanely emo( cos im all lonely here)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;made me feel tired of loving someone i have a crush on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;made me feel stupid right now&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;maybe i'll post the poem at a later day...till then,,, see ya...oh ya flood my cbox!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-4998406648984905177?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4998406648984905177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-appetite-my-crush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/4998406648984905177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/4998406648984905177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-appetite-my-crush.html' title='My appetite, my crush'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-3595761814945556281</id><published>2009-04-04T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T19:23:08.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A pinch of recession (another 16 bars)...will write for money!</title><content type='html'>I've just felt the pinch and i wish i could do something 'bout it,&lt;br /&gt;but what could a student do to help rather than downright study,&lt;br /&gt;i do not see a point studying hard when life is at its lowest peaks,&lt;br /&gt;life is a bitch so god please i need to divorce it quick,&lt;br /&gt; It ain't worth, feedin' myself with negativity,&lt;br /&gt;i feel like slashin' my arm or smokin' some cigs but its just too foolish of me,&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want to do more pain just to adapt to some shits,&lt;br /&gt;many things have changed since recession and i still have 3quarter of life to complete,&lt;br /&gt; I wanna live life like the American dream,&lt;br /&gt;with 5C's on my mind, seems too good to be real,&lt;br /&gt;but a dream is a dream, and reality just bumped in,&lt;br /&gt;now recession's pinchin' me tellin' me to pray hard and study,&lt;br /&gt; Dear God, show me guidance for I'm a lil' bit insecure,&lt;br /&gt;without you in my heart, i would've gone straight thru hell's door,&lt;br /&gt;oh God, please forgive me for my past sins,&lt;br /&gt;cos i feel ashamed that I've  created a monster out of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right reserves. done by AXL(me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-3595761814945556281?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3595761814945556281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/pinch-of-recession-another-16-barswill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/3595761814945556281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/3595761814945556281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/pinch-of-recession-another-16-barswill.html' title='A pinch of recession (another 16 bars)...will write for money!'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-8100292435417270974</id><published>2009-04-04T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:56:24.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rajin...</title><content type='html'>lol...thanks for the nasi kicap and cheesy scrambled egg...haha... okay i change my opinion on my two little siblings..yg lagi satu tu eh(i'll still my get revenge on you)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-8100292435417270974?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8100292435417270974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/rajin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/8100292435417270974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/8100292435417270974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/rajin.html' title='rajin...'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-5350597145887558478</id><published>2009-04-02T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:20:18.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartless?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NfsCxlS7LHo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NfsCxlS7LHo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-5350597145887558478?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5350597145887558478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/heartless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5350597145887558478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/5350597145887558478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/heartless.html' title='heartless?'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-7328344423753329988</id><published>2009-04-02T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:19:02.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn tired...</title><content type='html'>ok so its like 11.pm tonight and i've just finished doing my one man-band household chores.&lt;br /&gt;I really think its a whole new experience especially for a guy to do his laundry, fetch his lil' sis from sch, wash the dishes, prepare dinner[curse u sis! go Fort Canning with class then at home dose off! i'll get u for this...] and the likes of being Cinderella. Haha..Even Cinderella gets paid with her service. Why dont i? becos this is supposed to be siblings doing household chores and not the eldest doing it all alone. Since our maid has left last Saturday,  mum wont be getting another cos its time we learn some Independence. But some people rather sleep, watch tv, quarrel with the other sibling and eat; leaving the loaded mess to me...sigh! I'd rather sign up for NS early if they continue being lazy. Let them know the true meaning of INDEPENDENT!Muahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im just losing my mind and i need to cool off my temper. so the only question im gonna ask god is "How could u be so heartless?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-7328344423753329988?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7328344423753329988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/damn-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/7328344423753329988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/7328344423753329988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/damn-tired.html' title='Damn tired...'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-2897290296595146109</id><published>2009-04-01T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:30:05.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess today was pretty empty. literally...only 1/2 the class were present. haha. not the worse.&lt;br /&gt;we had a 1/4 present in class once b4 last year. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kinda not in the mood to write right now...so um yea i'll just leave it 3/4 empty...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-2897290296595146109?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2897290296595146109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-guess-today-was-pretty-empty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/2897290296595146109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/2897290296595146109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-guess-today-was-pretty-empty.html' title=''/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-6407723110527005724</id><published>2009-03-31T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:32:42.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh... a 16bars poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is it  me or do i just feel like she doesnt't know I exist,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sometimes i wonder&lt;/span&gt;, sometimes i ponder over matters likely never to be ceased,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos every time i wanna say a word,she would not turn to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the time im standing there, she's still blinded by the hazy trees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its like a forest, loads of funny noises and thats why she cant hear me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm calling her name like i need her dearly, but these trees covered away my pleas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Covered away my feelings for her, and i think she would least expected me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos all the this and that ,things  i've had done for her,weren't appreciated&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; not the very least&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And that's why i'm givin' up hope, to seek courage to just tell her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And no more obstacles i would endure, cos all this time she's already taken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just the brain he's got the brawn obviously she'd prefer him more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've got the heart but &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she thinks he's pure&lt;/span&gt; obviously &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she'd prefer him more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No way would i get her, even if a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;good&lt;/span&gt; guy dies young,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;An old soldier never dies, he  just fade away unsung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fade just like that like gold turned to dust,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im over her now, there's&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; nothing&lt;/span&gt; ever between us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all right reserve. done by Axle(me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-6407723110527005724?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6407723110527005724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/03/sigh-16bars-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6407723110527005724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6407723110527005724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/03/sigh-16bars-poem.html' title='sigh... a 16bars poem'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-6690749744639753154</id><published>2009-03-30T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T19:35:04.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Temasek Poly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Springfield Secondary School'/><title type='text'>Beats me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lets talk about speech day last Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an audience for being one of the 5 class representatives that every class sends off,&lt;br /&gt;I must say the Talk by that Professor Something-something-something-i-dun-care-for-what-fuck's-sake really did wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;He talked about the logo of our school; the meaning of the symbols and how Tampines West Secondary School changed its name to SpringField Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;Haha so-so for the inspirational talk, for the very first time, i felt enlightened! &lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel that not only will i carry this logo during my school life, but also until the day that i die! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Enough 'bout that, lets fast forward to today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of the week on the start of school, oh no! HOMEWORK not finished! or should i say not done at all! Lmao...so i went asking around whether my classmates had finished theirs and to a great extend that the question i asked was of no use.&lt;br /&gt;they didnt do theirs.And so i shut my damn mouth for the whole 2 periods of Mother Tongue and so did the other...Luckily we did something else today...haha the horror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then during Pastoral Care period, the last period, I got my Class-T which i think is the most cheapest deal i got since sec 1. this one costs at a price of $9 with the help of an insider! muahahaha! Then we proceed to the hall for some cheering...U ask me what for? Beats me[Notice my blog name]...haha actually tomorrow we are having Sports Day at Temasek Poly's Stadium...woohoo! So much so for my enthusiasm, i spammed somebody's handphone number...haha! MSG till like 15-20 times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today...watch out for tomorrow cos who noes maybe u'll be mentioned here...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signoff,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azlan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-6690749744639753154?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6690749744639753154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/03/beats-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6690749744639753154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6690749744639753154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/03/beats-me.html' title='Beats me...'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-7863203653446982805</id><published>2009-03-23T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:14:29.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random talk</title><content type='html'>and so says the title...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to start off, here's a couple of things u should noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1  In a lifetime, an average person walks the equivalent of 5 equators&lt;br /&gt;#2 The majority of suicides occur on a Monday&lt;br /&gt;#3 The average cat sleeps about 2/3 of the day&lt;br /&gt;#4 The official name of Rhode Island is “Rhode Island and Providence Plantations”&lt;br /&gt;#5 Your hair and nails grow after you die&lt;br /&gt;#6 Your nails grow faster in outer space&lt;br /&gt;#7 The most expensive cow in the world was sold $1.3 million.&lt;br /&gt;#8 The average caveman had a brain larger than the average human today&lt;br /&gt;#9 There are 10 parts of the human body that can be spelled with just 3 letters&lt;br /&gt;#10 Mario, from Super Mario, was originally named “Jumpman”, although his name was later changed to honor Nintendo of America's landlord, Mario Segali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adapted from "http://www.purpleslinky.com/Trivia/Random/30-Random-Facts.81201" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-7863203653446982805?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-7975007792882240346</id><published>2009-03-21T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T02:25:25.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh!!!</title><content type='html'>pheww...that's the last time im gonna use my html skills to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;redo&lt;/span&gt; everything on this blog...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prolly need some more things done... maybe add some hates and likes down tommorrow or later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gdnite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-7975007792882240346?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7975007792882240346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/03/gosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/7975007792882240346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/7975007792882240346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/03/gosh.html' title='gosh!!!'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-4024491527253753103</id><published>2009-03-21T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:57:07.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testdrive</title><content type='html'>vroom!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-4024491527253753103?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4024491527253753103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/03/testdrive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/4024491527253753103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/4024491527253753103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/03/testdrive.html' title='testdrive'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-6538810574610639474</id><published>2009-03-21T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:51:13.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets testdrive</title><content type='html'>vroom!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-6538810574610639474?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6538810574610639474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-testdrive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6538810574610639474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2227383065515179637/posts/default/6538810574610639474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-testdrive.html' title='lets testdrive'/><author><name>Azlan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09737475453372838651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gVvMLGpsi3c/SSv-DQ2rRaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0S85FhHoc_E/S220/DSCF0228.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2227383065515179637.post-6622595140182025434</id><published>2009-03-21T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:40:22.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><content type='html'>ayo!!! wassup?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2227383065515179637-6622595140182025434?l=wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6622595140182025434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wtf-beatsme.blogspot.com/2009/03/testing_7115.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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