<?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-5272381640310486317</id><updated>2011-08-19T23:08:10.885+08:00</updated><category term='surgery 2'/><category term='cangak'/><category term='sad'/><category term='fish'/><category term='funny'/><category term='pen'/><category term='saturday nite fever'/><category term='troublesome'/><category term='done'/><category term='uno'/><category term='wow'/><category term='Kuda'/><category term='Excitement'/><category term='bad mood'/><category term='meniscus'/><category term='back agaim'/><category term='emo'/><category term='damn'/><category term='blabber'/><category term='bond'/><category term='dance'/><category term='ustaz'/><category term='Fishing'/><category term='kms'/><category term='advice'/><category term='lost'/><category term='barca shit'/><category term='logic'/><category term='talk'/><category term='Ngahhaha'/><category term='Okgo'/><category term='tag gile'/><category term='sharpen'/><category term='shit'/><category term='twisted post'/><category term='daydream'/><category term='alone'/><category term='appreciate'/><category term='wasted'/><category term='bdo gila'/><category term='blahblah'/><category term='disappointment'/><category term='6 days'/><category term='boring'/><category term='movie'/><category term='Scooter'/><category term='Roads'/><category term='thres'/><category term='groovy'/><category term='opinion'/><category term='crap'/><category term='ubat'/><category term='Self-motivation'/><category term='cat'/><category term='supercat'/><category term='hilarious'/><category term='saga'/><category term='chinese'/><category term='duress'/><category term='van'/><category term='cuak'/><category term='pig'/><category term='down'/><category term='whitney'/><category term='PSP'/><category term='ddr nite partayh'/><category term='mmmm'/><category term='song'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='kill'/><category term='surgery'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='pon'/><category term='real'/><category term='squealer'/><category term='seram'/><category term='ceritabes'/><category term='bodohtimes'/><category term='puffin'/><category term='discriminate'/><category term='grateful'/><category term='i loike'/><category term='Fuish'/><category term='after surgery'/><category term='damngood'/><category term='again'/><category term='idea'/><category term='Show off'/><category term='ing'/><category term='shot'/><category term='monyet'/><category term='justin timberlake'/><category term='thankful'/><category term='agh'/><category term='old injury strikes back'/><category term='quatro'/><category term='bored'/><category term='happy'/><category term='dois'/><category term='hadiah untuk aweks'/><category term='awareness'/><category term='stepmania'/><category term='life'/><category term='bad deed'/><category term='taiwanese'/><category term='entertainment'/><category term='aaaaahhhh'/><category term='hehe'/><category term='weird'/><category term='3-1'/><category term='desperation'/><category term='bad dream'/><category term='Guiltyness'/><title type='text'>Kamal's Cottage</title><subtitle type='html'>; a place where fantasies are told in a very different way</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-2569017626621815415</id><published>2011-08-16T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T21:28:52.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Okgo'/><title type='text'>Old memory :)</title><content type='html'>den baru sahaja tgk okgo video goldberg mende tah agak stylo. tibo2 den rase banggo deh sbb dulu pon den penah buat video OKGO jugop. lols enjoy&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Lyl5E7dEMlc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;special thanks to ALAM SHAH BROS, Lotfi Razak, Khairul Asyraf Yusof, Wafiuddin Ahmad. good old memory guys. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-2569017626621815415?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/2569017626621815415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=2569017626621815415' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2569017626621815415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2569017626621815415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2011/08/old-memory.html' title='Old memory :)'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Lyl5E7dEMlc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-240076725958104055</id><published>2011-07-20T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T17:26:08.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twisted post'/><title type='text'>Mr Manager</title><content type='html'>My life has been a real mess recently. I am still losing more and more conscience. But, that's life. Yesterday you are good. Now, you slowly turn into something else. Change is ultimately constant. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have quite a few problems that still unsolved. Part of my brain is working it out. There are also issues that are certainly, arousing and complex. Like, the correlation between human's lives and people expectations. Human's judgement on others. Escapism from reality; NEUTRALITY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, I met a good friend. He was an athlete. He had knee surgery the same as mine. I looked into his eyes, I saw bitterness. The same as mine. Although, he is recovering, and still can play whatever sports he wants to, but it will never be the same like old days. Fate is not an option. Its part of Qada and Qadar. Everyday is related to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making decisions is one of my bad criteria. I accept it. Why won't you. People is never the same. Sometimes, i make decisions based on my hunch. It's just a mere instinct. Give me facts, give me reasons, give me logic, still, i used hunch. I need to make a personal experimentation on the correlation of success with hunch decisions so that I won't make the same mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been observing few friends are blogging. Congratulations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noticed, people express their thoughts negatively. I'm still thinking what are their intentions. I assume that they are plainly stupid on how to manage thoughts. KEEP IT TO YOURSELVES and THINK FIRST. DONT BLINDLY SAY IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, im thinking to have another post in the future, INSYALLAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: I'm sorry for ruining everything including your life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-240076725958104055?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/240076725958104055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=240076725958104055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/240076725958104055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/240076725958104055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2011/07/mr-manager.html' title='Mr Manager'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-1365845575312253499</id><published>2011-05-26T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T01:06:54.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad mood</title><content type='html'>So, i am really sad right now. :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps, even more than sad. I don't know what to do at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is not me in the bad mood, don't get the wrong idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, i don't know what i did that hurt others especially loved ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to treat everyone nicely, but i still hurt of what everyone did to me. I did many things to make people happy, i did it sincerely. But, i feel people don't appreciate what i do to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People can bully me around, people can do what they want on me, people can use me as much as they want, but they do not understands my feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't understand a really small matter can turns into a big fight. i don't understand why people mix their emotion with their judgment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I really understand is that Allah has planned this for me. I need to be more patient. I don't blame anyone, i would rather to admit all of it my mistakes. I hope Allah sees my hardships, and he grants me rewards in the afterlife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't expect this to happen when you have plan all things perfectly, i already start to imagine all the nice things. Suddenly, someone turn into a heartless monster, rip apart your nice emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's how i feel right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the emotional post, i don't know who to express my feelings anymore. I am extremely sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-1365845575312253499?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/1365845575312253499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=1365845575312253499' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1365845575312253499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1365845575312253499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2011/05/bad-mood.html' title='Bad mood'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4705256858600108318</id><published>2011-05-23T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T22:58:38.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back agaim'/><title type='text'>Glade, how refreshing.</title><content type='html'>Hello, im back!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After two years of struggling, I am now absolutely clueless, what to do now!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously do not know what to talk about..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, a lot of strange things had happened to me these past two years. I am grateful to Allah because i am still alive and kicking :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so much to share, but i dont know whether i would like to share them all. Probably, i would rather keep it inside than sharing. But, there's no fun in that. So, readers, expect the unexpected. MUAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still in the journey, to find an absolute answer for my absolute question, to complete myself with virtues, and to find happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate to suffer but I believe Allah's decisions in everything that had happened to me are boulders that i have to move with my own arms. That's Life. and one thing for sure, change is constant. Be happy, or suffer with what u have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned so much, and i believe there are so many things that i do not know. One thing for sure, I want to learn more. But i need motivation and physical strength to carry on. Ya Allah give me strength and guidance to learn the true knowledge from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, I am happy to know a lot of people. Friends, i am sorry for my mistakes, I know there are a lot of it. I am a man with a weird ego. Deep inside, I always for the best to you all. Sorry again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope to see you guys in the next post. Cheerio. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kamal Lazi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-4705256858600108318?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4705256858600108318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4705256858600108318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4705256858600108318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4705256858600108318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2011/05/glade-how-refreshing.html' title='Glade, how refreshing.'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-7038277596869132887</id><published>2010-06-05T08:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T08:45:19.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='after surgery'/><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>I have nothing to tell this morning. Just to update about my condition. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulilah, the surgery went well. Started at 4 pm and finished around maghrib. Then I woke up and still "mamai" at one a.m. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My right leg still hurts like hell. But i am so happy my worst nightmare has ended. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So peeps if you want to visit me, just come at anytime at Hospital Pusrawi, Jalan Tun Razak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wad Assalam, level 5, Room 7. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No worries, my room is single bed. Takde orang lain pon kalau nk gelak gile2. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Datang lah teman, im all alone here. Probably kalau cepat baik hari isnin boleh ciao. T_T nak tengok world cup dekat rumaaaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i stop here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adios mi amor :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boringnya duduksorang2 :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-7038277596869132887?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/7038277596869132887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=7038277596869132887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/7038277596869132887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/7038277596869132887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-1206503434175324883</id><published>2010-06-03T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T20:09:15.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery 2'/><title type='text'>This is it</title><content type='html'>This is not MJ song.  haishhh....&lt;div&gt;.......................................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besok memang rasa cuak. Sape tak takut? masuk operation theatre! Tengok orang lain masuk O.T pon kita rasa takut. Ana dah masuk 2 kali dah dalam hidup. Tapi rasa cuak dan takut tu masih menebal. Haish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mungkin sekarang, ana sangat paranoid. Menggelabah tak tentu pasal. Bila fikir2 balik, ana memang tak bernasib malang untuk bercuti dengan rakan2. Selalu jadi macam ni. Apa nak buat, takdir di tangan tuhan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, bukan tu sebab ana takut gila ni. Ana takut sangat sebab masa kali terakhir kena gerudi dekat lutut, masa nak recover tu, MASYALLAH. Memang siksa jiwa dan raga. Ana takut sangat bila time nak recover nanti, menyusahkan orang lain. kepala pon pening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, tapi ana looking forward untuk rakan2 melawat di wat nanti. Dulu masuk wad, hanya beberapa rakan yang karib sahaja datang menjenguk ana. Bukan apa, dekat wad tu memang sangat bosan. Kalau ada peneman borak pon kire best :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kalau ada rakan2 yang mahu jenguk, silalah. Bawaklah buah tangan sekali. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hospital Pusrawi Jalan Tun Razak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pembedahan; jumaat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waktu; Maghrib&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ana cuba dapat berharap pembaca boleh mendoakan keselamatan ana untuk pembedahan lutut kali ke-2 ni. Dan doakan ana cepat sembuh. Insyallah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah takde ape2 nk cakap dah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adios mi amor :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rasa cuak ni masih tak hilang2 lagi :( Haishh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-1206503434175324883?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/1206503434175324883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=1206503434175324883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1206503434175324883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1206503434175324883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-it.html' title='This is it'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-2769764235500504289</id><published>2010-05-06T16:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T17:14:19.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag gile'/><title type='text'>The first and the last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Ntah kenape, but this tag tag thingy is jst for thesake of menjaga hati ieka. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Adakah anda rasa anda hot?&lt;br /&gt;soalan ini sgt sensitif. berhati2 anda mungkin membuat seseorang menjadi terlalu perasan dan segan silu yang teramat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Upload wallpaper PC/laptop yang anda guna sekarang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S-KGP9Pct3I/AAAAAAAABU8/DcHnZpZGm10/s1600/Untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 117px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S-KGP9Pct3I/AAAAAAAABU8/DcHnZpZGm10/s200/Untitled.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468080506276722546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Cerita pasal gambar.&lt;br /&gt;wallpaper di atas menerangkan tranquility dan bliss yang sedang dialami pemilik laptop. gambar hutan sangat menenangkan. gambar air sangat menenangkan. apa lagi yang pemilik mahukan. selain dari ketenangan. tiada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Bila kali terakhir anda makan pizza?&lt;br /&gt;ntah. time jamuan kelas dgn en pauzie idris kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Lagu terakhir anda dengar?&lt;br /&gt;lagu terakhir ialah semi charmed life by third eye blind&lt;br /&gt;6) Apa yang anda buat selain menyelesaikan tag ini&lt;br /&gt;melihat rakan bermain dota&lt;br /&gt;7) Selain nama sendiri, anda dipanggil nama apa?&lt;br /&gt;kamal goddamn lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;6) Berikan 5 yang anda tahu tentang orang yang men-tag anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;IEKA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;seorang yang orang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;bukan haiwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;sangat comel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;baik hati kerana kinder bueno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;menarik lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Persamaan antara kambing dan lembu&lt;br /&gt;kambing lebih hebat dari lembu kerana jangutnya yang sgt macho dan bergaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Perasaan anda buat tag ini.&lt;br /&gt;segan&lt;br /&gt;19) Adakah anda tahu si Rizman itu sengal.&lt;br /&gt;rizman bukan sekadar sengal malah dia sangat la looser. maaf kepada rizman. tapi secara jujurnya anda memang capital L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Gay or les?&lt;br /&gt;maaf tetapi saya mahu membuat pengakuan yang saya terlibat dalam kedua dua hubungan diatas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;hidup ricky martin dan ellen degeneres!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-2769764235500504289?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/2769764235500504289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=2769764235500504289' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2769764235500504289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2769764235500504289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-and-last.html' title='The first and the last'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S-KGP9Pct3I/AAAAAAAABU8/DcHnZpZGm10/s72-c/Untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-3694003581406974896</id><published>2010-04-26T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T01:05:25.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ddr nite partayh'/><title type='text'>I want to be your numero uno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;numero uno numero uno numero uno :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DDR private party baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S9RuReaHgcI/AAAAAAAABU0/7464S9jm5kY/s1600/25042010557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S9RuReaHgcI/AAAAAAAABU0/7464S9jm5kY/s320/25042010557.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464113494406693314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bogam's first time. Looks so retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S9RuQ6hha2I/AAAAAAAABUs/T-RDixe4Omk/s1600/25042010555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S9RuQ6hha2I/AAAAAAAABUs/T-RDixe4Omk/s320/25042010555.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464113484774075234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unleashing my moves. Baaahaha. 150 combos streak yaw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S9RuQZYj_GI/AAAAAAAABUk/EB7JsMp2r-Q/s1600/25042010553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S9RuQZYj_GI/AAAAAAAABUk/EB7JsMp2r-Q/s320/25042010553.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464113475878124642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bogam was checking out my kickass moves. Tony was half-naked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S9RuPnopgtI/AAAAAAAABUc/myF2ZhF1Yhc/s1600/25042010562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S9RuPnopgtI/AAAAAAAABUc/myF2ZhF1Yhc/s320/25042010562.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464113462523822802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DDR my dancing mat yaw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S9RuPGPyIAI/AAAAAAAABUU/EJULl5AkGj0/s1600/25042010561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S9RuPGPyIAI/AAAAAAAABUU/EJULl5AkGj0/s320/25042010561.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464113453561159682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What!! Kamal's DDR machine! WOWOWEWAA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to upload bobs cool moves, but later. hv to convert the vid fers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, ciao, adios mi amor :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-3694003581406974896?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/3694003581406974896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=3694003581406974896' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/3694003581406974896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/3694003581406974896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-want-to-be-your-numero-uno.html' title='I want to be your numero uno'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S9RuReaHgcI/AAAAAAAABU0/7464S9jm5kY/s72-c/25042010557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-705159182968245531</id><published>2010-04-21T17:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:32:38.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supercat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3-1'/><title type='text'>I remember you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;you're the one that made my dreams come true. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;...............................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Barca lost to Inter. It made me happy today. I was smiling when i entered the class. The world smiling back at me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Nothing to say much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;...............................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/laser_pointer.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 740px; height: 420px;" src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/laser_pointer.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adios mi amor  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-705159182968245531?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/705159182968245531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=705159182968245531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/705159182968245531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/705159182968245531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-remember-you.html' title='I remember you'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-664377795422652588</id><published>2010-04-20T16:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T17:33:51.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puffin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mmmm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ceritabes'/><title type='text'>Like a virgin, youre madonna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and im always gonna wanna blow your mind :-^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ana hendak buka satu cerita. Bukan sebarang cerita yang biasa enta dengar. Cerita yang boleh bikin saspens. Ya, saspens itu bikin anxiety yang melimpah ruah. Oh, enta tidak tahu macam mana perasaan dia? Enta turuti cerita ini untuk menyelami perasaan tersebut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ada satu malam, ianya bukan malam yang direka, tapi malam ini pernah berlaku di antara malam-malam yang ana hadapi. Malam, bulan, bintang, angkasa, dan angin. Malam yang biasa orang tafsirkan, malam yang hampir sempurna. Mungkin tidak cukup sempurna kerana ketiadaan bulan penuh yang romantis. Itulah malam yang ana hadapi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Waktu, anggaran 12-2 pagi. Tempat, koridor raya Farabi. Ana membuka meja alas seterika untuk membuat sedikit ulangkaji. Pada esoknya ana bakal menghadapi ujian Biology. Mesti enta tertanya2 mengapa ana tidak membuka buku di dalam bilik sahaja?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi, apa yang ana boleh ceritakan, malam itu bukan sahaja tenang dan indah, tapi ia merupakan malam yang sengit. Malam-malam berbeza bagi setiap manusia. Tapi, sengit itu dirasai oleh penduduk Farabi tingkat 1. Malam yang boleh membikin sejarah. Ibarat perang. Dimana jika hendak ana petik kata-kata dari buku art of war pada malam itu, mungkin ada yang akan menjadi kurang siuman kerana dahagakan darah dan pembunuhan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tony sedang berpeluh memberikan tumpuan mengalahkan semasa dia menjawab peperiksaan. Addha, tenang, ibarat malam yang sedang ana hadapi. Keempat-empat bola biji mata fokus kepada skrin laptop masing-masing. Orang kata, ketegangan di udara, setiap orang boleh membaunya. Bau tegang. Hm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jari-jemari kemas mengerakkan tetikus. Klik-klik, Klik-klik, swoop, swoop. Rancak pergerakan itu. Ibarat seorang pendekar yang menghayunkan pedang yang sudah sebati dengan pergerakan tarian maut. Tarian pendekar. Pendekar alam maya. Sedikit kesilapan membawa padah. Padah yang bermadah. Sedikit hirisan membawa kematian. Dengan hanya kuasa di hujung jari telunjuk. Kedua-dua mereka boleh menggegar dunia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lawan mereka bukanlah calang-calang orang. Memang bukan yang enta boleh jumpa di pasar borong dan bukanlah juga enta boleh jumpa di kaca televisi. Mereka memang profesional. Jika enta mahu saya bandingkan juga dengan watak pelakon barat, mereka ibarat Arnold Schwarzenegger  dan David Hasselhoff. Hebat, sasa, mantap, bergaya, macho, elegan, kacak dan binasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pertarungan masih berlanjutan. 2 lawan 2. Heroes bertemu heroes. IB dan ALVL. Masing-masih mahu mempertahankan maruah dan nama baik setiap puak masing-masing. Penonton tidak henti-henti memberi sokongan yang padu, dari segi moral, sorakan, tips, dan sb. Itulah perlawanan yang menjadi kegilaan remaja-remaja. DOTAH wal Karimi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ana masih di luar. Menyokong dan tidak menyokong sama saja bagi ana. Kebisingan didalam bilik tidak dapat dikawal lagi membuat ana terpaksa berundur ke koridor. Tapi apa yang pasti kehangatan di dalam bilik semakin sensasi apabila rakan-rakan sebilik ana membunuh pihak lawan dengan kejam dan tidak berhati perut. Riuh rendah suasana dan sorakan yang bergemerlapan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ana turut gembira dengan kejayaan mereka. Tapi ada sesuatu yang ana rasa kurang enak. Di luar, serangan nyamuk yang bertalu-talu ibarat askar kerdil menggigit-gigit badan ana. Gatal-gatal seluruh badan. Ana sedang mengulang-kaji datang pula cabaran sedimikian buat ana rasa hendak mengamuk. Baru sahaja ana hendak menjerit ke arah Dragonfruit Farm, ana ternampak sesuatu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebelum ana meceritakan dengan lebih lanjut, satu nasihat sahaja supaya ana tidak menghebahkan cerita ini kepada orang lain kerana ana tidak mahu unsur-unsur negatif dan prasangka tidak baik timbul kerana cerita ini. Pepatah ada mengatakan, biar pecah di perut, jangan pecah di mulut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kelibat. Satu kelibat. Bukan. Bukan satu, tapi dua sebenarnya. Mata ana rabun jauh. Ketidak pastian membuat ana cuba untuk melihat dengan lebih jelas apa yang sedang ana perhatikan. Mata ana dikecikkan untuk cuba dimagnifiedkan x500 seperti melihat cell di makmal bilogy. LOL my brother bilo. Muka ana tidak ubah seperti apek cina menjual ginseng di kedai senseng. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Berkain putih, tinggi sama seperti manusia. Lembaga. Lembaga yang tidak berambut. Jarak antara ana dan lembaga itu tidak kurang dari 100 meter dari aras tingkat 1 Farabi. Perwatakan seperti apa yang ana hendak ceritakan bukan seperti watak2 di Keliwon yang bagi ana terlalu menakutkan. Tapi apa yang ana lihat, lembaga ini tidaklah seseram yang digambarkan oleh media-media.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ana tersentak selepas berfikir panjang. Apakah makhluk yang sedang ana lihat pada ketika itu. Kelibat itu berdiri di salah satu pokok yang tegak berdiri kemas gah di persada Ladang Dragonfruit itu. Niat ana pada mulanya yang hendak menjerit tiba-tiba terbatal sama sekali. Lidah ana terkelu seketika. perasaan yang sama seperti menaiki space shot di Genting apabila badan kita dihempas kebawah. Tidak terdaya untuk menjerit. Hanya mampu mengeluarkan bunyi. hiiiiihhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, di dalam perut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ana, merasa seram sejuk. Tapi, ana masih melihat lembaga itu. Ia membelakangi ana. Kemudian ia bergerak dalam satu pattern seperti Brownian Movement. Pada mulanya ana mendapati ia agak lucu kerana ana terfikir kenapa menatang itu bersimpang siur bersembunyi disebalik pokok-pokok naga disitu. Mata ana masih mengekori lembaga tersebat. Kemudian,....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poof, dengan sepantas guruh di langit, kelibat itu hilang. Ana tidak sempat untuk mengelipkan mata ana. Kelibat itu lesap dalam pemandangan. Hairan, terpinga-terpinga, tercangak-cangak ana dibuatnya. Menjerit bukan satu pilihan yang wajar dan bernas dan macho. Ana maintain cool je. Ana cuba hendak menceritakan kepada ahli bilik ana yang sedang menyambut kemenangan, tetapi mereka terlalu busy untuk itu. Ana pun mencapai botol air dan menghabiskan air di dalam botol itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sehingga kini, ana masih meningati peristiwa pelik itu. Apakah yang ana lihat itu hanyalah imaginasi dan fantasi? Mungkin enta boleh memberitahu kepada ana, adakah apa yang ana lihat itu benar atau tidak. Ana tidak suka membuat andaian-andaian bodoh seperti menggangap apa yang ana lihat itu ialah jembalang atau antu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi, ana boleh melupakan dengan tenang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.............................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want something really bad right now. Plushie. Macam gedikla pulak. But i want it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you seen any plushies like this kind? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.marksukwildlifephotos.com/USERIMAGES/Puffin5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 900px; height: 1200px; " src="http://www.marksukwildlifephotos.com/USERIMAGES/Puffin5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Smartkan. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. This is called a puffin. Penguin + bird. Puffin. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adios mi amor :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-664377795422652588?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/664377795422652588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=664377795422652588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/664377795422652588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/664377795422652588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/like-virgin-youre-madonna.html' title='Like a virgin, youre madonna'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-6402031244297262046</id><published>2010-04-19T17:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T18:46:26.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cangak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PSP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6 days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daydream'/><title type='text'>Excavation, devastation, generation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;separation, situation, dissipation . shot. shot .shot .shot. shot. shot........... :0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.............................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, i noticed in PSP, 6 pillars below the above floor and another 6 that maintain the structure of the building. The sum of pillars, 12. Too many chairs and tables to count. Chairs and table = uncountable. Book racks, 1 2 3 4 , wait, hmm 1 2 3. = lost count.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PSP, place for KMS peep hanging because of the ACond, chatting with friends, stalking hot librarian and gossiping. Who would ever notice a place that very sourceful and rich with knowledge, can be a site prone to social problems. Ish ish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once, I used to study at PSP. I like the atmosphere there. Cold, cool and calm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After sometime, i still miss PSP because it was and it will forever be the most superfine place to daydream like i had this morning. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adios mi amor :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-6402031244297262046?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/6402031244297262046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=6402031244297262046' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6402031244297262046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6402031244297262046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/excavation-devastation-generation.html' title='Excavation, devastation, generation'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-6880811783694369719</id><published>2010-04-17T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:57:44.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discriminate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aaaaahhhh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='logic'/><title type='text'>Youre looking fire hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ill have you open all night like an ihop...... :8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.............................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This will be a short post, bekos i am sleepy already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, i noticed that people opinions and understanding are from 2 sources. They are experiences in life and from what they have been told since young. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Experiences are vary from each person. Some people might encounter a series of down endings. But there are people who past them gloriously. There are also people in the middle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People understandings toward what they interpret issues and cases are also differs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thats why people have different opinions and different ideas. The opinions and ideas always choose sides. So they are one side which you would prefer most and the other side which you are disagree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To choose side is a must. But one thing that is very important is do not detest other opinions. Even you are strongly disagree with  ideas come from the opposite side, you must respect them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If not you are just a thickheaded person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The reason is, you will miss an opportunity to learn something new. New is the point of view from other people that you have never heard of. You will learn new opinions that you have never experience. Your mind suppose to mature and become more wise when you absorb different ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In reality, there are labels, describing opinions. Good and bad. Right and wrong. Brilliant and stupid. Logic and illogical. True and false. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, i want to ask you, is it good to label someone opinion that is opposite from ours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...............................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry missus FY because of this boring post. I will try my best to write a post about what i saw next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Till then, adios mi amor :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-6880811783694369719?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/6880811783694369719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=6880811783694369719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6880811783694369719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6880811783694369719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/youre-looking-fire-hot.html' title='Youre looking fire hot'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4516779005289153256</id><published>2010-04-15T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T21:59:21.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharpen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow never come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until its too late....... :0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;....................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately, i really havent got a glimpse on my broadband. Its the nature of human. When you dont have something that you want, then you take somebody elses property. I dont mind borrowing but please be responsible to the owner. Dont be like an ass making such an innocent face when I ask you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;Goddamn-it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Your face look like f&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;oggle in SUperbad&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tau x, plus i can sense whether a person can lie or not. Everyone knows. Its all about that fugly face of yours. Dont make lame excuses. Just tell the truth and accept the fact that you are going to be "circumcised" again. Bodoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, sorry for the cursings. The above statement is the reason why i didnt blog for the previous &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;6 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, i am not in a good mood. If you find that i am making signs that make you annoyed. Forgive me for my prudence. The sociable mood is not presence at this moment. And please dont ask me why this and that. Cause it is so irritating. The analogy is like this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ADA ORANG &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;SAKIT KAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. KAU NAMPAK DIA NI DENGKOT2. KAU PURA2 FRIENDLY AND CONCERN. TANYA MACAM2 KAT ORANG SAKIT KAKI TU. BUKANNYA KAU MEMBERS DIA ATAUPUN KAU MEMBERS PON ADA AKU KISAH. HAHA. KALAU KAU TAK PURA2 PON SALAH KAU. MENGAPA?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;CUBA KAU FIKIR KALAU ADA 1000 ORANG MACAM KAU BUAT BENDA YANG SAMA DEKAT ORANG &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DENGKOT CACAT BODOH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; SAKIT KAKI TU. TERANIAYA TAK DIA. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;KESIAN GAK LAH KAT DIA. DIA NAK JALAN PON TAK SELESA. YANG PALING BANGANG PON TAK KE KERING ANAK TEKAK DIA NAK JAWAB 1000 SOALAN ULANG2. CUBA KAU BAYANG&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SATU RIBU SOALAN YANG DIULANG2. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G  U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G  U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G  U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G  U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G U L A N G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;INI PON BOLEH BUAT ORANG SAKIT HATI. YES. TERUTAMA KAU. DAH LA DIA SAKIT KAKI CAMPUR NAK JAWAB SOALAN YANG BOLEH DIKATEGORI BANGANG DI U L A N G U L A N G. TENSEN LA KOT..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This happened to a person and i wont let it happens to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, mind your own business if you have so many questions inside that skull of yours. The saying goes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;JANGAN JAGA TEPI KAIN ORANG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again, i rephrase, i am not in a good mood. I will write about my shitty day. If you are still curious, remember curiosity kills the cat. I dont want you to get killed.  It is because i still love you. :| So, ask me a proper question if you are really concern. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, there was this noob. Ppl called him by his alias. I will not mention it here. But i will named him as Jackass @ JA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, Jackass met me in my room. At that time, i am busy with my stuffs. I had always been busy. Even if i am laying on my bed. Seriously. It is because of the knee pain. So, JA, came and and tried to converse with me. IT was damn awkward. So i was, you know. Aaa, hmm, aaa, yee, aaa. oh, hmm, ohh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Out of nowhere, he stormed out of the room. I was grateful. "alhamdul.....". Then out of sudden he came back with a serious face. A jackass face. A real one. The one you cannot even lay eyes on'em. **bi. The word that I uttered. Sorry. Somehow, it appeared that JA and **BI are resembled in appearance. Haha. Then he instructed me with a very strange task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The reason why i am mad because &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The task given had nothing to do with me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was beyond my capabilities at present. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He was aware of my retardation but yet, he acted very kering.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shit lah. The feeling of doing something that you dont like. It really bothers me a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;..........................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hish, Sry this tergantung post. And sorry to missus FY. I will promise to write a better post for you. PRBBLY abt the thing that i saw last night. HEHS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kamal "goddamn" lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, adios mi amor :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-4516779005289153256?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4516779005289153256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4516779005289153256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4516779005289153256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4516779005289153256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/tomorrow-never-come.html' title='Tomorrow never come'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-6666096423858039690</id><published>2010-04-11T15:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:39:24.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barca shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wasted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointment'/><title type='text'>Everything must change</title><content type='html'>nothing remains the same...... :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.......................................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theres no other words can best describe me at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DISAPPOINTMENT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again, the quotes, "Shit happens" and "Shit out of luck", are best related to the word above. I am surrounded by mixed of emotions of sorrow, duress, grieve and etc .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, mr duran, what truly is all the fuss about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tsk, tsk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its the el classico............(fyi; el classico comes from spanish which means derby match, not the meeting of 2 greatest club in the world :p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.....................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was longing to watch a football match  because of pretty hectic and tight schedule of mine.  The match last night was the match that ive been waited for so long. Since last year to be exact. The match that can give me a big impact to my life. That can change me into another person in a blink of an eye. Yes, the match is called el-classico, the meeting of Barcelona and Real Madrid. Which i was on the side of Los Blancos or (neo-galacticos), from what i read on newspapers and other medias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I spared the whole night, neglecting my homeworks, reports, notes, friends, family, knee-injury, roommate, and bla bla bla , just to watch the match. I was at NKI bistro in front of Seremban Parade for the whole night until dawn. 6 hours of waiting. The perseverance i developed worthwhile when the match started at 4 am. Luckily, there were this gang that accompanied me throughout the long waiting. Thanks guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, the match started. The match that i assumed is better 5 times than Champions League Final. Yes, I am at that moment was very nervous. I was betting on the side that ive been proud of for my whole life. The club that made everyone jealous of its history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The game was very tight. Yet, the defensive play showed by real was superb. The tight markings, interceptions and stealing were very good comparing to other teams that played with barca before this, they all sucks. But what worried me the most was the constant attacking play by barca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They were few chances that real had, but all were wasted by the lack of confidence by real players. All the world set eyes on Cristiano Ronaldo, as he is the talisman for the team. But, the disappointment came when he couldnt do his magic at that time. What the hell is worng with you guys. You were playing the best defense on the pitch but you cannot managed to threat the goal post on the other side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Until the 30th minute, where the MESSIAH, did his hocus pocus, to destroy the hope of every real fan on the planet. It was a very tormenting display by messi. The goal was priceless. I am dumbfounded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2nd half of the game. Real started to make adjustment by bringing the old horses of the team, Raul and Guti Haz. I was crossing my fingers hoping that these 2 ppl will bring a good luck charm on the team. Yes, real had some chances but they couldnt managed to breakthrough the defensive wall of Barca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another disappointment came, when pedro ran all the way without being protected by Arbeloa and showed a very class touch  by his left foot. 2-0. The anxiety struck me. I almost fainted. Ceeeh, gediks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The time passes very fast while watching the game. Then, the game got rough. The stupid ref was blowing his whistle every time a player was brought down. Bodoo. Then, Barca had all their chances from the moment they were given spot kick. They passed the ball very quickly to another player while real players were still "cangak-cangak" to complain. Vice versa, when real had the same chances, all barca players will surrounding the ref and the game was stood still for nearly 5 mins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What i am trying to say is, the ref was biased to the barca players. Plus, the barca players were very cunning and deceptive. Their tactical approached was one of the dirtiest trick i had seen from my whole life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All in all, it was very DISAPPOINTING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This evening, i had my new hair-cut because real had lost the el classico for 4 matches in a row. This had nothing to do with nazar or whatsoever. Suddenly, i had the feeling to change something. Yes, everything must change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I must accept the lost and to bear in mind that Real Madrid is no longer the galacticos that i knew before this. Ronaldo, Zidane, Figo, Roberto Carlos, Makelele, Raul, Casillas, Hierro, Beckham, Salgado and Casillas, they are all Real legends. The neo galacticos is a bunch of people that couldnt play the beautiful game of real madrid. They are just newbies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ From a very disappointed Real fan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adios mi amor :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-6666096423858039690?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/6666096423858039690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=6666096423858039690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6666096423858039690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6666096423858039690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/everything-must-change.html' title='Everything must change'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4000080642720081177</id><published>2010-04-10T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T00:07:44.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><title type='text'>When we collide</title><content type='html'>we lost control.... :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..........................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tribute to all cat lovers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.imgur.com/3Lz7p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 490px; height: 2939px;" src="http://i.imgur.com/3Lz7p.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Adios mi amor :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-4000080642720081177?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4000080642720081177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4000080642720081177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4000080642720081177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4000080642720081177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-we-collide.html' title='When we collide'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4836859030451202484</id><published>2010-04-09T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T23:46:45.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whitney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiwanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Killing</title><content type='html'>in the name owfffffff...:)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..........................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was surfing through youtube to watch this new video of lady gaga and beyonce; telephone. Baahahaha. it was shockingly amazing. The feeling was like watching a free porno clip. LOL. Suddenly, i noticed and became attracted to one of titles on the right column of the window. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FAT TAIWANESE KID KILLS WHITNEY HOUSTON WITH THE SONG I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What kind of person pose this kind of title, a real douchebag. LOL. Yet, my temptation mastered me to hover the cursor and click on it. I have turned into another douchebag that allied to the real douchebag. Sheesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fat chinese guy appeared on a stage with full of spectators. A very chubby face, with bowl haircut with an innocent looks. He was wearing a bowtie, and I am very sure that this guy is a complete loser. His challenger was a slim girl with a very market looks. Probably, with a very sexy voice too. Hehe. Yes, everybody, including myself, and you, narrow minded ppl, we  judge people by their appearance. Thats the fact. But thats what we are, human. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, when this dude, LIN YU CHUN, started to project his voice. I was stunned. Okay not that kind of expression. But, what surprised me that the tune of his vocal is so melodious. He sang like Whitney Houston. It was a teary-eyed moment. Ceeeeeh, gedik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TF2AoMGcNmY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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.com/v/TF2AoMGcNmY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, i remembered a quote from the TOK class, "seeing is believing". The phenomenon asian guy. Hahaha. Haish. An advice to uolllssss(lol), Jangan tengok muka, tengok talent seseorang dulu. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, later. Adios mi amor :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s; Jangan tak tengok telephone vid clip. sumpah best. hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-4836859030451202484?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4836859030451202484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4836859030451202484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4836859030451202484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4836859030451202484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/killing.html' title='Killing'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-5614124590082186605</id><published>2010-04-07T09:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T11:32:15.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bodohtimes'/><title type='text'>Before you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My whole life was acapella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..........................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jest 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gedikness amongst boys. :( darn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bilogy period..lol My brother bilo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, it is very annoying when you have 5 buddies who are a bunch of nerds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were discussing about food webs. It was supposed to be a simple discussion where a five year old kid can figure out. Then a very wonderfool and rhetorical question was posed by one of the nerds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kau rasa spider makan apa ah?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is the basic of general knowledge, where small animals eat plants. Big animals eat smaller ones. You can even use logic to solve this type of question.  Unless you are a total idiot who knows nothing about how everything works in this world. Plus, the person is already in college, where he can think wise enough what spiders eats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was amused that how wonderfool science makes us think deeply about this very lame question. Yet, these dudes were very anxious to give their opinions. SHEEP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(40, 40, 40); "&gt;&lt;h1 id="article-title" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; clear: both; text-align: center; "&gt;Just because a question is asked, an answer is required!&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bodoo, because i found this very often in my daily life. When a question is posed to most of us, we feel compelled to answer it. It is as if a question is actually a demand that an answer be given. FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku rasaaa nii, aku rasa.,....aaaaa, aah kaaannnn.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, luckily, when i cannot find my own entertainment, this sudden entertainment gives me pleasure beyond my .............. HEHE, it sounds so wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..............................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to undergo surgery on June. The second knee surgery. I feel like a professional footballer now. Yes, Ronaldo, Luiz Nazario de Lima, my favorite striker of all time. Haha perasan. Well, i do hope that i will recover fast enough so that i can enjoy my semester holiday with friends. Haish, ah, and the doctor reminded me that i have to give up my football passion. Sheesh, it is very sad because the thing that i loved is taken away from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, adios mi amor :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-5614124590082186605?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/5614124590082186605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=5614124590082186605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5614124590082186605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5614124590082186605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/before-you.html' title='Before you'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-911837444608079822</id><published>2010-04-05T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T11:38:24.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meniscus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grateful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Darah dalam Lipatan</title><content type='html'>Ana, tidak mampu untuk menyatakan perasaan ana. Tapi, apa yang pasti, ana kecewa, hampa dan resah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keputusannya seperti yang telah ana jangkakan. Kaki 2nd hand ini memang memerlukan pembedahan sekali lagi. Puncanya memang kecil sekali, ibarat kudis nyamuk yang tumbuh di sebelah dalam organ. Dan, jika nak dibandingkan kecederaan ana dengan sayuran, ibarat kulit bawang yang dikupas kulit luarnya sahaja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itulah dia, kecederaan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MENISCAL TEAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ana pon kurang pasti apa yang bermain di fikiran dr. Samada pembedahan ini memerlukan implan kollagen ataupun ianya sekadar perlu dijahit internally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, apapun, ana masih menunggu giliran untuk MRI scan sebentar lagi. Ana doakan yang terbaik untuk diri ana dan berharap enta pon turut sama mendoakan ana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.drlintner.com/TORN%20MENISCUS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.drlintner.com/TORN%20MENISCUS.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gambar contoh Tear Meniscus. 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/orthopedics/1/0/3/6/kneescope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 425px; height: 282px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/orthopedics/1/0/3/6/kneescope.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi apapun ana bersyukur kerana kecederaan kali ini tidak ada kena mengena dengan pembedahan lama yang ana hadapi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Insyallah, ana akan kemaskini tentang keputusan MRI sebentar nanti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, toodles, adios mi amor :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-911837444608079822?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/911837444608079822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=911837444608079822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/911837444608079822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/911837444608079822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/darah-dalam-lipatan.html' title='Darah dalam Lipatan'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-8782309738758350366</id><published>2010-04-04T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T00:52:45.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ubat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pen'/><title type='text'>Vaporising Ointment</title><content type='html'>WEll, if you can guess what "&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;" is related to the title, I will give you 5 bucks. Sumpah tak tipu!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kVqMnbg4Ni0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kVqMnbg4Ni0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, i found that this guy is not really an idiot after his song White and Nerdy. Go Weird Al Yankovic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.......................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt weird when suddenly my father asked me a question which i found very stupid but tricky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Do you have your own pen?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haish,  well if you are in my situation, is the option yes or no will be your favorable choice of answer? So, a typical annoying guy like me that had this syndrome of "tak tau" and "entah" disease, usually will get scolded because of a very "abstract" question. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if you are not an annoying person like me and your preferable answer is YES.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;YOU ARE WRONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unless you really have a real pen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its intimidating when I found out that the pen that he meant was a pen that a dude with good career usually has. The pen that make us look "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;UBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". Smart(ies) refers to what Haziq Radzi always said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;abah, kita cakap tak sama level lah, mesti la semua budak sekolah ada pen. Kalau nak jawab takde nnt kena marah tak pasal2. Sebab pen yang abah cakap tu terlalu general. Cakap la fountain pen ke ape ke.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He blamed me because of my &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;stupidity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kalau tak tahu tu cakap je la. Bukan susah pon nak tanya.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I skip the part where we argued for almost 40 minutes of my time watching MU vs Chelsea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, he said to train me to use these kinds of uber pens. Well, it is a very stupid idea but i just follow his order to evade his continuous ceramah. Then he gave me the pens that he received from many occasions that he went. I found out that he just want to get rid of these pens. Well, he did said one thing if i manage to not lose the uber pen, he will buy me an expensive ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.globalgiants.com/archives/media/MontBlanc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 315px;" src="http://www.globalgiants.com/archives/media/MontBlanc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This stupid idea really annoys me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, later, adios mi amor! :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-8782309738758350366?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/8782309738758350366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=8782309738758350366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/8782309738758350366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/8782309738758350366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/vaporising-ointment.html' title='Vaporising Ointment'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-3313589143636660337</id><published>2010-04-02T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T01:47:59.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ustaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squealer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hehe'/><title type='text'>Mi Hailam dan Kopi O manis lebih</title><content type='html'>I am still undecided whether or not to post about my Cambodia experience trip on this blog. Maybe what i had in my mind is a bit different from others. Well, it is from my point of view, it would be very uncommon and unlikeable. I will think about it deeply to make sure that what i write will be not sensitive to others. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saje bikin gempak jeee. HEHEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;........................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, its been awhile i have not been to any ceramah agama. Actually, i already got my permission to skip CAMP RABB(not camp rock eh) by Ust Sofi. I felt guilty when Ust asked me to join one session in the evening. With a heavy heart i went to the ceramah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the ceramah was not that bad. I am impressed with the Ustaz because previously he was from other religion and then he converted into Islam. The passion towards Islam was really obvious in him. Also he is a very cool ustaz too. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dont fight with the pig, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;because you will get dirty and pig will love it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I like this quote very much because it somehow related to a book that i have finished reading. Animal Farm by George Orwell. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All in all, the ceramah was very informative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;..................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just now, my father and i were hanging at a this new hawker stall, after a long time period we have not done it. We used to hang a lot together. Chitchat about everything. F1, cars, his point of view, fishing, complaining about mum, religion, economy, books, time management, football, and etc. I realized it was my mistake that i neglected my family and prioritized my friends. I am glad that the bond between us is still strong like those days. Probably, next year, we plan to go watch F1 at Sepang together. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, thats all, adios mi amor :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i am home. !!!! woohooo.!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-3313589143636660337?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/3313589143636660337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=3313589143636660337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/3313589143636660337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/3313589143636660337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/mi-hailam-dan-kopi-o-manis-lebih.html' title='Mi Hailam dan Kopi O manis lebih'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-2831477997698170569</id><published>2010-04-01T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T18:27:47.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday nite fever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justin timberlake'/><title type='text'>Jest 2</title><content type='html'>This is categorize under misunderstanding or limitation of language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was English class, where everybody had their &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;good time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; answering handouts. When Ms. Mazrah entered the class, like usual, we will happily keep our books and other items that are not necessary for english such as, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;GDC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, pencil boxes, math books, and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were discussing about synonyms. There was this word &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;gist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So, teacher was explaining what is the meaning of the word and bla bla bla. I was chuckled. Haha. It reminded me about an &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;incident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; happened during TOK class the precious day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TOK class, the day before the english class. pffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, a dudette in my class can not interpret the text that she was holding. Then, she asked teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Ms Hindon explained bla bla bla, and then she concluded that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU MUST UNDERSTAND THE &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; OF THE EXTRACT CAREFULLY......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know what &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;force was driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; me to laugh on that particular moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, she repeated the word &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;gist, gist, gist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;OH, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GIST,GIST, GIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IS THE MAIN POINT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody was like, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for me, it was different. I was planning something beyond &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It is what i called &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;self-entertainment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Not to say that i am a bad person that laugh at other people stupidity, but at that time i was thinking of something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turned to ROY and said to him, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;KAU TAHU GIST NI TAK? tak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KO TAHU CAMNA NAK EJA DIA? tak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAMNI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;JIZZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NANTI KO GOOGLE EH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if you get this joke pls give your feedback.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otherwise, biar ko mati dalam bodoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;adios mi amor. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-2831477997698170569?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/2831477997698170569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=2831477997698170569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2831477997698170569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2831477997698170569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/04/jest-2.html' title='Jest 2'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4302631006847738462</id><published>2010-03-31T20:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:35:56.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cuak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad dream'/><title type='text'>Mimpi</title><content type='html'>Telah ana hadapi satu &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mimpi yang kurang enak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Sebentar tadi. Mungkin balasan ana kerana tidur hingga lewat petang. Tapi apa yang pasti, ia sungguh &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;menakutkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; diri ana.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keletihan adalah perkara biasa dan ana mengambil keputusan untuk tidur pada petang tadi. Ana tinggalkan rakan-rakan MD54 ana, maaf kepada mereka. Tapi ana bangga dengan keputusan mereka di gelanggang badminton. Formula biasa bagi mereka yang sama seperti ana, tidur selepas solat asar dan berharap untuk bangun sebelum azan magrib berkumandang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Mungkin enta tertanya-tanya apakah cerita disebalik mimpi ana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apsal ni, i cant feel them already.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dont worry dear, it is going to be fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;( &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;a small voice in my head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I cant see anybody nearby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ana, berasa ana sedang berada di atas katil dan ditolak ke dalam sebuah bilik.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adik, adik nak tidur habis ke, adik nak relaks2 je.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ugh, apa ni? And, there are 3 ppl, and they are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;wearing masks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mereka pon berbisik, and i am very confused at that moment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ana berpaling ke arah dimana ada satu tingkap besar yang boleh ana boleh lihat &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;menembusi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bilik sebelah.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ada 2 orang manusia ana kenali sangat. Dan ana memang rapat. Mereka &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;senyum&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; kepada ana. Ana pun hairan. Tetapi, ana membalas senyuman mereka. Dengan serta-merta, muka mereka &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dissolve menjadi satu makhluk yang amat menakutkan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; dan mereka &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;menjilat-jilat di permukaan tingkap &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;tersebut. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ana menjerit kepada 3 orang di dalam bilik yang sama dengan ana. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, tolong, tolong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dan mereka seperti tidak mengendah kan ana.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ana terdengar mereka menyebut perkataan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;EPIDURAL.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Badan ana kaku dan tidak boleh bergerak. Macam diberi dadah. Ana pelik salah seorang dari orang tersebut membawa keluar satu jarum yang sangat besar. Ana terperanjat dan cuba melepaskan diri. Tetapi satu beban yang sangat berat menghalang ana untuk bergerak. Dan satu &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;jarum panjang dicucuk kebelakang&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; diri anda dan terasa tulang belakang ana.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ana, cuba untuk menjerit tetapi tiada suara yang keluar dan mata ana tertumpu kepada raksaksa yang sedang &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tersengih-sengih&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; di tingkap itu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mata ana mengeluarkan &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;air mata kesiksaan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;. Dan ana terdengar suara gerudi dan terus &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mencucuk ke dalam lutut&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; ana.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;...................................................................................................&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ana tersedar dan bangun dari tidur. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Astaghfirullahalazim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ana lantas bergerak mengambil wuduk dan solat maghrib.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ana membuka email box dan mendapat satu emel dari ibunda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S7NPmPljSAI/AAAAAAAABUM/GPr3yP_sQ8Q/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S7NPmPljSAI/AAAAAAAABUM/GPr3yP_sQ8Q/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454791092113459202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mungkinkah mimpi ana ini membawa satu petunjuk......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, thats all, adios mi amor, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-4302631006847738462?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4302631006847738462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4302631006847738462' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4302631006847738462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4302631006847738462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/03/mimpi.html' title='Mimpi'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S7NPmPljSAI/AAAAAAAABUM/GPr3yP_sQ8Q/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-1625171702035944490</id><published>2010-03-30T17:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:08:04.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blabber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk'/><title type='text'>Boys boys be my boy !</title><content type='html'>Usual Tuesday assembly. My urge to skip assembly is always there. Not to say that I am a rebellious guy or what. It's just the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;laziness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; that i cant resist. ITS &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;NOT MY MIDDLE NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; BUT ITS &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;MY LAST NAME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;bAAHAAHAHA.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do not be skeptical. I was not skipping the assembly, but i was one of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;earliest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to arrive. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, the assembly was boring to me because it is dull and deadening. The ho-hum struck so hard that i was cursing to myself. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;OMFG!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How can i even &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;curse to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. YES! you can actually. It was on this one scene on the legendary movie called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;THE EXORCIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, where this little girl after she had been possessed by the  demon she said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;**** me, **** me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Your mother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;**** **** in hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do not misinterpret this, i was not saying that to myself. It would be very wrong to have&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;orgasm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; during the assembly. Haish :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i was trying to pay full attention whatever they were informing what so ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprisingly,what i found was that these people in the hall also not paying their full attention. So what is the purpose of the assembly? if you just want to show up, doing nothing and prevent yourself from punishment of being a latecomer. Those who were giving talks about motivation were keep blabbering to themselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(35, 35, 35); line-height: 24px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 24px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;Let me give you a piece of advice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="line-height: 24px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This isn’t even about motivation anymore.  This is about showing everyone that you care about your college, and that you are responsible.  Skipping assembly and did not paying attention are selfish motives, but doing so actually does nothing good for you.  Selfishly, you actually want to come to assembly early on Tuesdays just to give everyone the impression that you are a very discipline person even if you aren’t!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(35, 35, 35); line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#232323;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 24px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phew enough of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;ceramah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; already.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#232323;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 24px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(35, 35, 35); line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;..........................................................................................&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jest 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other people humiliation 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, i was&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;late for morning class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;because everyone do not even bother to care about their &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;retard-limping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; classmate that will has his knee operation in the near future. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Sheep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They did not call or even mcg me where the class should be. How f&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;rustrating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it was to know that you have these kind of friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, this morning also when i was not in the mood, one of these &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;bastards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;threw his pencil box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; at me during the role-play session. Yet, he was making this &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;innocent face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and not even apologize. Luckily, my knee still hurts otherwise i will be kicking his as**** so damn hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the recess these bastards were talking about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;puberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and when they had it. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Bodoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The funny side was that one of the guys was even proud of himself for not having any relationship with girls. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;ITU NAMA DIA KAU LOOOOOOOOOOOOSERRRRRRR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and they were relating hitting on girls and puberty. ERKS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.........................................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out that the song &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;BOYS by SMILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is so gay. I would love to see a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bapok singing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it instead of bogam. :) I still freshly remembere&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Bold" border="0" class="gl_bold" /&gt;d that he was singing  If i were a boy by Beyonce. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And all the boys&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you want feel the heat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just come along and play with me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm just a girl who's looking for some fun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's time to get things started&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So come on everybody&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry about this very emo post. It is just for self-entertainment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adios mi amor :) laterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s; i have an ambition to produce a book about prophecies and predictions like what NOSTRADAMUS had. If you are interested to be my partner, just let me know. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-1625171702035944490?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/1625171702035944490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=1625171702035944490' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1625171702035944490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1625171702035944490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/03/boys-boys-be-my-boys.html' title='Boys boys be my boy !'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-694529246615774822</id><published>2010-03-29T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:24:11.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hilarious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Jest 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Self Humiliation part 1.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During biology period, i was humiliating myself in front of my classmates. The exact term would be '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;memangkah diri sendiri'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I am &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to tell this but it happens every time and anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The incident, while studying about environmental policy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cikgu Bio; So, the people usually involved in the resort are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Developer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then there was this little voice came out of nowhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;W &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;W &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;E!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;le fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. BAAAAHAAAAAAA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darn, I supposed to say &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;WWF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and i forgot about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;JOHN CENA or RIC FLAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; even care about some policies and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;eagle sanctuary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily, it did not turn to be the main subject of the day. Phew. Otherwise, i will the laughing stock the rest of the day. HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, later. adios mi amor :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-694529246615774822?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/694529246615774822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=694529246615774822' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/694529246615774822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/694529246615774822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/03/jest-1.html' title='Jest 1'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-9146642461781170785</id><published>2010-03-28T18:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:37:09.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stepmania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groovy'/><title type='text'>My newest addiction :)</title><content type='html'>Just now, i finished playing computer game that i used to play during my high school years. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;ITS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;DDR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;BABEYH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://matthew1471.co.uk/DDR/Images/Screenshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://matthew1471.co.uk/DDR/Images/Screenshot.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stepmania.com/"&gt;DDR&lt;/a&gt;(click on this) stands for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;DANCE DA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;NCE REVOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;UTION! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;It brings all the memories back when i was in form 4. tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;Yeah, it was exciting. I still remembered the MLC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Mat Low Yat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt; crew. Lotfi aka red eye, kamy aka macha, aqwa aka pekpek, anas aka toyol.We were playing like hell. It is addictive and exciting. When you hit the arrows until you get hundreds of combos and your body is grooving to and fro, left to right. We were challenging each other who get the highest marks and combos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;Just now, the songs i chose were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Saturn 5, jerk it out, butterfly, kungfu fighting and my fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;. I am not as sharp as i were back on those days. The reason probably, this keyboard is too small, pffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;Ahh, i miss those days :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;So, adios mi amor, see ya :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;p/s: in case anyone is interested just give tell me anytime. I need a new stepmania partner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-9146642461781170785?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/9146642461781170785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=9146642461781170785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/9146642461781170785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/9146642461781170785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-newest-addiction.html' title='My newest addiction :)'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-2968151846238741035</id><published>2010-03-27T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T22:21:24.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monyet'/><title type='text'>Wonderfool</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ini perkataan, paklan yang punya. Bila orang cakap benda yang begitu wonderful, dia akan cakap wonderfool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suma orang gelak. Lepas tu dia akan tanya apsal gelak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harini, ana punya hari tak macam enta. Ana punya hari wonderfool. Mengapa? Usah bimbang, usah resah, usah ragu. Ana story-telling detail punya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam biasa ana bangun sharp&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;6.30 a.m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Haha, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;tapi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;font-size:medium;"&gt;sangat malas ana untuk bangkit.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; Melihat air muka natenih(bukan nama sebenar) masih mengalirkan air liur basi disisiku 0.0 dan tony(nama manja) masih berkubang di atas lantai, aku punyai motivasi untuk tidur lagi. Oh, tidak lupa iringan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;lagu tidur lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; Dr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Andi Berlian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; Tanwil, sungguh mengasyikkan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ana, mcg bogam, " weh, enta punya talk pukul berapa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"900"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ana mengerti yang bogam kalau reply kepada budak laki maksimum hanya 3 letters sahaja. Yah, tak, haa, tkd, jom, lek, oke, cou(chow) dll. ana tengok cerita band of brothers pon dia cakap 0900. 4 kali tekan keypad. takpelah siapalah diri ana disisi bogam."E.M.O"tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ceramah ilmiah, di dewan &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;RAZAQ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: normal; font-size:medium;"&gt;amat menarik. Mana tidaknya, consultant berbangsa Irish bercakap mengenai personalities mengundang minat ana untuk mendengarnya. Seperti ana juga yang berbangsa melayu dan acapkali dipanggil 't.y.p.i.c.a.l m.a.l.a.y' di dalam languasi melayu membuat muka tidak bersalah kerana lambat menghadirinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-weight: normal; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Penceramah pun ada menyelitkan unsur sindiran kepada mereka yang lambat. katanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Katanya, &lt;blockquote&gt;Time to malaysian ppl is like fluid....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;ana suka yang itu, apabila melihat rakan-rakan ana membuat muka innocent seperti muka sahabat2 ana yang meminjam lab reports ana untuk dijadikan bahan rujukan katanya. Sperti hendak dijentik sahaja gigi-gigi mereka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Jadi, kandungan ceramah ilmiah itu amat berkesan, membuat ana bermuhasabah tentang personaliti diri ana ini. Di mana kelemahan ana, kekuatan ana. Ana juga amat terkejut sekali apabila mengetahui &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;f.a.c.t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; dimana kaum hawa boleh &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;menjawab telefon dan menonton t.v sambil membaca buku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Mesti &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;rakan-rakan ana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; kecewa jika mengetahui perkara ini, kalau gewe2 mereka melakukan perkara sedemikian kepada sahabat2 ana. Mana tidaknya, balkoni tingkat 1 di belah dragonfruit farm farabi menyaksikan beberapa ekor ungka yang bergayut pada waktu malam hingga ke lewat pagi. Melahirkan emosi-reaksi-fantasi dan.... untuk diluahkan kepada yang tercinta dengan hanya mengharapkan tumpuan dan perhatian seikhlas hati dari mereka. Lantas, kesan tersebut menyebabkan 1 tali penyidai yang hanya boleh memikul 1 ungka pada 1 masa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;terputus 3.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  Tinggal lah 2 dahan sahaja untuk dapat ana menyidai pakaian ana di balkoni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ana punya personaliti majoritinya &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;biru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dan &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;merah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Jadi ms, erks lupa nama, ms mat solih la mengatakan ana seorang &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schizophrenia"&gt;schizophrenia&lt;/a&gt;(boleh diklik) kerana sering memikirkan tentang &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;biru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dan &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;merah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Utamakan yang biru pesan missus solih kerana yang merah itu saga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Apakah &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;biru?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:medium;"&gt; dengan bahasa mudahnya ialah seorang nerd. Ya, ana suka yang itu diiring lagu white and nerdy by weird alyankovic. Munkin boleh jadi lagu didalam playlist ana dalam minggu ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:medium;"&gt;Apakah &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;merah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:medium;"&gt; dengan kata lain seorang yang e.m.o didalam bahasa anglais nya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:medium;"&gt;Masakan bisa ana terkezut melihat keputusan personaliti ana kerana kata missus solih merah dan biru saling tidak komplemen katanya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;  font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There is no right and wrong &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Pesan missus solih, dengan ayat penyedap hatinya. Ana pun meredhai jika tuhan ingin melahirkan ana ini cacat seadanya, ana terima. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lantas, aktiviti seterusnya ana diterapkan dalam kumpulan yang ana jarang sekali kenali, malah ana tidak pernah terfikir untuk merapati mereka. Pada mulanya suasana a.k.w.a.r.d menyelubungi semua orang. Geli hati ana didalam hati melihat situasi ini kerana sering berlaku di mana jua ana berada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Weaknesses; siapa sharing, sharing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;angkat tangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ana melihat tangan tangan yang beribu-ribu tangan di dewan itu masih dibawah. Ana mahu mengangkat tangan ana tapi ana malu jika orang lain mengetahui yang personaliti diri ana sebenarnya tidak suka berkongsi. Berkongsi lagu, cerita kesukaan, makanan kegemaran, warna  pilihan, jenama pilihan  dsb. Hanya dengan orang2 tertentu sahaja yang ana boleh terima untuk dikongsikan interests yang sama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Dengan hati yang berat, ana mengangkat tangan ana. . . . . . . . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; . . . . . . .pandangan sinis yang penuh dengan benci dan jelek itu terukir dari wajah-wajah ahli kumpulan ana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ana menurunkan kembali tangan ana dengan pantas dan menunduk ke arah lantai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ceramah diakhiri dengan jayanya dan semua beredar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.............................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ana sedang berjalan pulang ke farabi. Di sisi ana, bogam, sedang rancak mengutuk dengan paklan dengan h.a.i.r.s.t.y.l.e nya yang baru. Bogam; Hensem orangnya, tapi perangai serupa siamang. Tidak sama sekali dengan keupayaan IQ nya yang hanya di paras lutut. (HAHAHA). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sedang nahnu hendak memasuki di gate B terlintaslah beberapa orang dimana di KMS kami panggil golongan naqib. golongan yang direstui allah dan dibuka pintu-pintu hati mereka. Tidak mahu anda melibatkan sebarang nama tapi ana akan menceritakan sebagai pengajaran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Bogam, cepatlah kau tanak pergi isma ke? (bogam is a naqib too)(isma is an acronym for ikatan pelajar islam malaysia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Oh, aku baru balik dewan razaq ni baru habis talk. Asal korang tak pergi? hah? Oh isma boleh pergi program kms tak boleh nak datang.(Bogam is making an excuse for not coming to isma)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Lah, kau tak datang isma, kau tau tak &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;agama, agama lagi penting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Mereka pon belah dengan muka yang hendak makan penangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;Even though, i am not a constantly ibadah person that always go to surau every solah period. But i know something, even if you are focusing on ibadah, you must be moderate on doing that. Do not forget on other things too. Situation above showed that these alim person that people do respect reflect that they were not showing a good example after all. They skipped the talk. They didnt know what was happening to bogam because he got lectured for their absence by the teachers. And one teacher was disappointed with short attendance. Yet, they got away with their fault with no sense of guilt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;Astaghfirullah. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;so, Until here and no further, adios, mi amor :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ana beransur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-2968151846238741035?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/2968151846238741035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=2968151846238741035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2968151846238741035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2968151846238741035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/03/wonderfool.html' title='Wonderfool'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-7498661227338863351</id><published>2010-03-26T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T19:44:33.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='down'/><title type='text'>A sudden change</title><content type='html'>Ive made up my mind to remove the previous layout. It looks fine but its not practically usable. There are lots of flaws ; where i cant put this and that and no comments section. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What!!, no comment means no fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish. well, im just being a practical guy at the moment and let the nice things past by me. Like i usually did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDLE, adios! :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-7498661227338863351?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/7498661227338863351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=7498661227338863351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/7498661227338863351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/7498661227338863351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/03/sudden-change.html' title='A sudden change'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4538373288777533939</id><published>2010-03-26T14:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T15:15:47.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old injury strikes back'/><title type='text'>A good run of bad luck</title><content type='html'>This morning, i rolled out of bed. With anguish feeling struck me, " oh no, it is happening again." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears down my cheek. I always pray to prevent this such incident not to repeat again. Well, the usual term "shit out of luck" that constantly circulating my head are the best words to describe what was going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant feel'em. As whole my effort was put on it but it did not move. Only the whole part of it trembled. I was thinking what i am going to do now. Should i told my parents about it. They surely be mad as hell if the found out. Or probably not. I am confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only there are people out there that would take good care of me and concern about this situation but i understand this matter expertly. There are no ones out there that would even care about me because i was one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i should with you know oh my precious knee?*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-4538373288777533939?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4538373288777533939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4538373288777533939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4538373288777533939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4538373288777533939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-run-of-bad-luck.html' title='A good run of bad luck'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4811868721364360735</id><published>2010-03-25T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T14:28:23.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='done'/><title type='text'>Finished</title><content type='html'>Maybe it is not what i expected for but it is still a lovely page. hehe :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im still a newbie on designing blog. Actually it is my first time doing so. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Voila ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adios, mi amor ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-4811868721364360735?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4811868721364360735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4811868721364360735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4811868721364360735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4811868721364360735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/03/finished.html' title='Finished'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-5355454172505218365</id><published>2010-03-24T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T19:46:06.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile</title><content type='html'>I have a thought of running this blog again. Hmm, i need a few changes on this page. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Under construction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adios, mi amor. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-5355454172505218365?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/5355454172505218365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=5355454172505218365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5355454172505218365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5355454172505218365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its been awhile'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4697487783143226880</id><published>2009-09-16T11:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T05:07:58.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>A lone wolf</title><content type='html'>Basically, im in no mood for doing anything neither not doing anything at all. I just woke up, with a heavy migraine. I bumped my head onto the bolster with heavy thoughts, wondering whether hijaz already woke up or not and things that make me feel guilty like recent dormancy, deprecate people and still not vamoose from KMS!. Personally, the disappointment make me feel miserable as the whole point of living life is so pointless at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.30p.m, Tuesday evening,&lt;br /&gt;It was a gloomy evening, as everybody was busy heading home whilst wishing&lt;br /&gt;a safe journey back and happy raya, me and hijaz  were looking at people with idle faces. We were planning( I was planning) to watch UP together. Sounds gay. :)). Actually, i just want to distract my feelings esp the homesick feeling. I think I should stay for a day to impassive myself from the society, plus hijaz ticket's tomorrow, and it would be a great thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 pm, i was sleeping under the fastest-ever fan on farabi(bilik halim) and hijaz was playing PES by himself since 2pm. My sleep-marathon disturbed by the sudden yell that comes from Hijaz, he asked me " dude, pukul brapa nak gerak ni?. For my eyes were too heavy to open, i turn to the opposite side. I want to continue my sleep but my desire to watch UP wakes me up. "Jom ah!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ko bangun lah!&lt;br /&gt;cepat ah siap, aku dah mandi pkul 4 tadi.&lt;br /&gt;ko lah x bangun2 lagi.&lt;br /&gt;abis ko x stop2 men game lagi aku pon malas ah.&lt;br /&gt;cepat ah, aku dah solat asar.&lt;br /&gt;bila?&lt;br /&gt;tadi ah.&lt;br /&gt;OH! ok2 aku solat terus gerak, ko mandi ah!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again the malas-ness strikes again. I am not used to this malas.  Something inside me that changed. I am in need of extra booster/motivation i think. LOL. Motivational talks always makes me sleepy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking fast outside is new to me. I never had the chance to eat outside during fasting month because mum will always cooks delicious-variety foods. Plus, i am again a malas person to eat outside. The term is actually leceh. We were at Mcds, they got berbuka puasa offer there. So, Aqil said he prefer mcd rather than kfc. There is something suspicious in his words. Yeah, i figured it already when he "bantai" 3 large fries, a big mac, applepie, air pepsi. Action speaks louder than words. Aqil falsifies the fact that small people eat little portion of food rather than large people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we watched UP. I dont want to share anything, but it was a 5/5 movie lah.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed/today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hijaz had lost his ticket, bus ticket. Poor guy. I was helping him all day to find his ticket. After we found that makcik cleaner already sapu his ticket. I was touched when he said "Astagfirullah, ad hikmah ni." I was like woo. His heart is really pure. Then, i decided to accompany him until he got back. Now, hes at KL staying with his cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i arrived home, i feel good. Yeah, home sweet home. There is no place like home. ;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-4697487783143226880?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4697487783143226880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4697487783143226880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4697487783143226880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4697487783143226880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/09/lone-wolf.html' title='A lone wolf'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-5424324705883321502</id><published>2009-09-10T20:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:06:19.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duress'/><title type='text'>The Changes ; symptoms</title><content type='html'>Thursday, exactly before the isya prayer; where people went to tadarus with their usrahs, F112 DESK 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found something was not right with me. It has always been like that.&lt;br /&gt;Since, my parents sent me to live with my grandparents during my childhood. The sour feeling of being left behind is not alien to me anymore. Where my childhood is different from others, living with parents under one roof, getting to know their own parents, going on holidays with parents where parents can buy alotsa toys to their children made me envied to every person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mtgotraders.com/store/media/products/7e/Duress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 285px;" src="http://www.mtgotraders.com/store/media/products/7e/Duress.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Health condition : terrible&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Having had several bad coughs and dynamically awkward fever lately. The diarrhea and gastric attacks had annoyed me every hour. Runny nose becomes the main problem of my breathing difficulty. I was quite shocked when asked by Arab, a fellow classmate, &lt;blockquote&gt;Weh, ko boleh bernafas guna berapa belah hidung.&lt;br /&gt;2 lah. Aku selalu nafas guna satu belah aja. Oh yakah!&lt;br /&gt;Camne nak cek? Ko hembus nafas guna hidung, cek guna jari tahan depan hidung.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Unluckily, me too can only exhale using only one of two holes of the nose(wonder ppl got 3 holes). Ahs, i had been admitted at the Seremban Hospital because of chest pain lately. Thanks to Iqmal for accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peer pressure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Living in with people whom i never mingle with before makes my life miserable. I admit, i am a person that can makes a lot of friends but cannot be a good ones. Plus, i only hangs out with people with my own clique. Different ideas, different styles, different way of lives from other people always bounds me to mix with others. Sometimes, it is better this way because I can live my own life and they can live theirs as long as they are not disturbing mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, unfortunately, i cannot live that kind of way. I had been given a heavy responsibility where a lot of commitments needed towards the people i barely know. I am the type who enjoys to do what i like and love. Yes, it is called sincerity. But, i am not always sincere. I do not know whether i am sincere enough to satisfy the needs of others because i am a total mess myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Homesick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It is actually very hard for me to admit this. Yes,I am a homesick person. Before this, i had never lived more than 100km radius from home.Even though, i studied at a boarding school before,  but it is just 15 minutes away from home. Gee, it is hard for me actually. Left alone stranded here, with no close friends that always let me stayed at their houses, no Kak Ema that always lend me a pair of helping hands when i am in troubles, no hanging outs with junkies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough i am homesick but i tried my best not to leave from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I do not know what i am turning into. Somebody out there, help me. Maybe i am in need of moral support. Or i am just not being grateful of what i have at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;*%^(*^)**)%$&amp;amp;#^*%(^&amp;amp;)*&amp;amp;^%$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-5424324705883321502?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/5424324705883321502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=5424324705883321502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5424324705883321502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5424324705883321502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/09/changes-symptoms.html' title='The Changes ; symptoms'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-5228028049004260747</id><published>2009-08-16T17:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:22:36.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blahblah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kms'/><title type='text'>Surprised, NOT!</title><content type='html'>Well, after awhile, im back. Phew, i missed this blog so much. Even though provided with this Celcom Broadband; Vodafone 90+- a month, which after all the blood and tears to get it frm parents who never understand their child necessity. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i already settled down at KMS. It is quite a good place, where good friends varies from different places and different dialects meet, but with one mindset, to study.  They all are sweet and steady. For now, they are no backstabbers identified. But, i still believe one day i might see one and perhaps he/she will be from my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My roommates; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SofWSNE5kwI/AAAAAAAABRg/odTw7XX0E6I/s1600-h/Kamal000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SofWSNE5kwI/AAAAAAAABRg/odTw7XX0E6I/s320/Kamal000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370496688898806530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tony Eusoff MD51&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and addhaMD53(pic not avail) do not worry because he is handsome too. Qlate hensem sokmo! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them were from MRSM. Until now, i always thought that MRSM ppl( no offense), they are nerds with low EQ. For those whom does not know about EQ &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emotional_intelligence"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;. So, i already prepared before coming here with all the talisman and the that will keep me away from them.  But the hocus pocus stuffs did not work. Shits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 12 hours in the room were full of prententious acts. Haha :p. After a few incidents of akward moments, were get along just fine. But, yet i will still not change my perception towards MRSM ppl. They will always be Nerds with low EQ except Tony because he likes to sleep all the time and drinks nescafe after 1 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned alots especially utara dialects, and qlate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart nate nih, sipe, awat, hang, demo, ghoyak, kecek, kochak! LOL, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i noticed here is that, between ppl who taking IB and  A lvl, the cooler guys majors at a lvl. IDK why. Haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, living here is fun, plus EPL already started. Kudos to man city and arsenal after the win. Tonight match is quite importante to me as a die hard spurs fan. Gdluck spurs!. hope we'll beat liver and take out their lungs out!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My highest grats; tony, ayub, naj, MD 54  faeez, hijazie, adib, roy, zohan, entrepornos!, subangs guys, and whoever knows me here. thx guys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo gossip guy ciaos fer. adios mi amors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-5228028049004260747?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/5228028049004260747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=5228028049004260747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5228028049004260747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5228028049004260747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/08/surprised-not.html' title='Surprised, NOT!'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SofWSNE5kwI/AAAAAAAABRg/odTw7XX0E6I/s72-c/Kamal000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-5250341204730440916</id><published>2009-06-21T08:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:03:52.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quatro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dois'/><title type='text'>You lit the fire, i watch it burn</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect - you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-5250341204730440916?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/5250341204730440916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=5250341204730440916' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5250341204730440916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5250341204730440916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-lit-fire-i-watch-it-burn.html' title='You lit the fire, i watch it burn'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-3945882018955568982</id><published>2009-06-17T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T02:33:38.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awareness'/><title type='text'>Awareness test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Serious shit you guys need to take this test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*make sure finish the buffering before play will effect the end result :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ahg6qcgoay4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ahg6qcgoay4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave comment~~insert ROFLOLMAO too&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/5272381640310486317-3945882018955568982?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/3945882018955568982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=3945882018955568982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/3945882018955568982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/3945882018955568982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/06/awareness-test.html' title='Awareness test'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-5147379644360139941</id><published>2009-06-17T01:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:40:45.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brotherhood between man and nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/2009/06/12/livestock-transportation-fail/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 357px; height: 234px;" class="mine_4340016" title="fail-owned-piggyback-fail" src="http://failblog.wordpress.com/files/2009/06/fail-owned-piggyback-fail.jpg" alt="fail owned pwned pictures" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a thousand meaning in one picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngee~~&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/5272381640310486317-5147379644360139941?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/5147379644360139941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=5147379644360139941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5147379644360139941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5147379644360139941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/06/ohhssss.html' title='Brotherhood between man and nature'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-6770853083902933004</id><published>2009-06-12T17:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:11:03.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><title type='text'>Brad Colbert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found out that this video was  amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://blip.tv/play/Ae+9MJOSSA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" height="510" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilalah!&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/5272381640310486317-6770853083902933004?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/6770853083902933004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=6770853083902933004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6770853083902933004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6770853083902933004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/06/brad-colbert.html' title='Brad Colbert'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-704574628705043767</id><published>2009-06-11T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:06:54.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damngood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Ruby3, do ya3</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i slept early around 8 or 9. Im so exhausted but yet having fun with friends. Then, someone message me in the middle of snoring. 11p.m to be exact. Everything was sorted out. Just a small problem about my past. Then, i shut my eyes closed but i couldnt sleep. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 2a.m. My training to sleep early and wake up early ruined. Again Shit. So, i went downstairs, and looking at the dark surrounding. Shit. It was so dark and i am too lazy to switch on the lights. I watched television and searched whichever movie that was played at that time. Then, went to the kitchen to get some foods. When i came back, channel max ch412, on the screen there was a title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3253/3097709703_fb1294abc3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 186px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3253/3097709703_fb1294abc3_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so amazed man. GENERATION KILL. So, i spent my 2 hours watching this movie-series. All i can say the movie was 4.8/5 eventho i only watched two episodes. Yet im looking forward to watch the continuation of this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao. Adios aigos. Ome mento.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-704574628705043767?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/704574628705043767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=704574628705043767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/704574628705043767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/704574628705043767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/06/ruby3-do-ya3.html' title='Ruby3, do ya3'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-6331733054609721619</id><published>2009-06-11T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:29:10.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='van'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><title type='text'>Tomfoolery 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; i loike it&lt;br /&gt;when&lt;br /&gt;shit happens&lt;br /&gt;always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u got problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call this van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://failblog.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/fail-owned-plumbing-win.jpg?w=499&amp;amp;h=363"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 247px;" src="http://failblog.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/fail-owned-plumbing-win.jpg?w=499&amp;amp;h=363" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wowoweewa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-6331733054609721619?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/6331733054609721619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=6331733054609721619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6331733054609721619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6331733054609721619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/06/tomfoolery-2.html' title='Tomfoolery 2'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-370386947844791559</id><published>2009-06-10T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:38:57.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy  Uno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People will never understand the value of friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/friends.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 568px;" src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/friends.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-370386947844791559?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/370386947844791559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=370386947844791559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/370386947844791559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/370386947844791559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/06/philosophy-uno.html' title='Philosophy  Uno'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-717282266173830727</id><published>2009-06-08T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:40:26.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomfoolery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ouh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea that driving a go kart powered with grass cutter engine was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-10db37ed8c98e6e4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/717282266173830727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=717282266173830727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/717282266173830727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/717282266173830727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/06/tomfoolery.html' title='Tomfoolery'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-6138218547747793896</id><published>2009-06-08T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T01:19:37.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finish</title><content type='html'>I woke up and realized...Yeah I'm done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think i will start to take care of myself and will not let others use me as something benificial for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, yet i want to thank you to all of you, backstabbers,bitch,sweet talker, two face, hooker, desperate, pretenders, etc, who taught me something, to believe in myself and not to let my self down again. Yes, i will turn into a heck of a guy, more rude, greed and no more mr nice guy. That is because all i want to do is start to give me a second chance for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Siv2U6rccGI/AAAAAAAAA_4/M8COqbJmAFI/s1600-h/IMG_3853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Siv2U6rccGI/AAAAAAAAA_4/M8COqbJmAFI/s320/IMG_3853.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344636222014517346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bangah, Ajim and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family trip to genting. Whatever it is, Family first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-6138218547747793896?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/6138218547747793896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=6138218547747793896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6138218547747793896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6138218547747793896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/06/finish.html' title='Finish'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Siv2U6rccGI/AAAAAAAAA_4/M8COqbJmAFI/s72-c/IMG_3853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-2580206836006084090</id><published>2009-06-02T13:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:14:19.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari ini : siang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/blogofractal.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 373px; height: 518px;" src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/blogofractal.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go bloggers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Harini ku bangun, mata terkebil2. Tapi ibarat enggak percaya, ibuku sedang bermain-main dengan laptop di sebelah ku. Ku pandang tingkap, sinar cahaya matahari terpancar membutai mataku. Anggaran waktu, 10-12 pagi. Aku lebih suka melihat suasana dan matahari untuk menganggar waktu daripada melihat jam dinding. Jam dinding terletak di atas rak baju, tidak digantung, tidak dilihat, hanya untuk membuat habuk. Aku hairan apa ibunda buat di sini, tidak pergi kekerjakah, adakah aku dilamun mimpi pada waktu siang, harini masih hari ahad kah, pelabagai persoalan muncul dalam 5 saat pertama. Kemudian, aku sambung tidur untuk mengelak konversasi bersama ibu yang sering menyuarakan soalan yang tidak boleh ku jawab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Temperatur airkon ku pada 24 selsius, toshiba memang hebat dalam pengeluaran produk airkon, aku bersa seperti di negara empat musim, didalam bilik sendiri, maaf kepada sesiapa yang membenci gas cfc hasil penggunaan airkon yang menipiskan lapisan ozon, aku hanya tidak boleh menahan nafsu melayan kesejukan. Aku masih melihat ibu disebelah membuka outlook emelnya. Aku masih berada tidak selesa, jikalau ibu menyedari ku telah bangun. Jadi aku membuat keputusan untuk bangun dari tempat tidur dan bergegas keluar untuk ke tingkat bawah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kak Ema! Orang pertama yang kullihat dari biji mata kornea. Dia merupakan orang yang tiap2 hari kujumpa ditingkat bawah. Kebiasaannya dia akan menonton tv siaran ZEEtv pada waktu begini. Tetapi, sekarang dia sedang menuju ke tempat menyidai. Mungkin kerana ibu berada dirumah, dia terpaksa berpura-pura bekerja keras. Ngee. Ku bertanyakan mengapa ibu berada dirumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kereta rosak. Abah pergi repair kereta. Ma x dapat nak pergi kerjalaaaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, ku teringat insiden malam tadi. Aku hendak megambil adik kecil di tempat tuisyen Cemerlang Peperiksaan. Sungguh nama tempat tuisyen begitu adikku masih belum cemerlang dalam peperiksaan. Ngee~. Tiba-tiba Myvi hitam berspot rim emas ibarat niiggero style gituh muncul didepan rumahku. Aku hairan. Merapati kereta itu sambil melihat stiker V.I.G mcdonald&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yang menarik pandanganku. Keluar dari kereta itu, sepupuku, Hafiz!. Iya, dia jarang muncul kerana masalah girlfrennya yang tidak disukai keluarga baru-baru ini. Dengan tiba-tiba dia muncul didepan pintu pagar. Lantas, dia menghulurkan duit rm 50 10 keping. Meminta bantuan untuk membeli tiket ke genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesudah itu, aku menghidupkan enjin kereta, dan aku mendapati sesuatu yang pelik berlaku. Kereta itu bergegar2. Setelah masuk ke gear D, ia lagi bergegar. kemudian ku tolak ke gear R, untuk undur, masih bergegar.  Aku cuaks dan menghentikan kenderaan die tepi jalan setelah undur, keluar melihat keadaan tayar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tiada apa. Aku ingat aku sudah terlanggar kucing2 jiran yang seringkali berkeliaran di halaman rumah. LOL.Jadi, kumeneruskan perjalanan mengambil adikku sambil kereta bergegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di persimpangan McD, 176 tapak kaki dari rumahku(LOL). Adik ku masih berasa cuak kerana kereta bergegar2 dan aku pun mengambil keputusan untuk membeli snek di McD. Ku memulas kan stereng ke kiri 1 setengah kali dan menuju ke tempat drive-thru. Kereta masih bergegar ketika gear di posisi N. Suara kuterdengar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ya, encik selamat datang ke MCD, mahu pesan apa?. Saya mahu Mcflurry oreo 4. Itu shaja. Ha. Okay sila tuju kedepan kaunter, terima kasih. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kereta masih bergegar dan kuberhenti di kaunter. Kakakku itu berasa suspisus melihat keadaan kereta bergegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Semua sekali rm 16.40. Okay. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Kereta bergegar dan berbunyi dengan kuat. Kakak kaunter berasa hairan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Takde pape kak, ini kereta dah lapar, dia suruh mcflurry tu cepat sikit.&lt;/blockquote&gt; Aku dengan spontan. Ku melihat kakak itu tidak dapat menahan ketawanya lalu membuka earfonnya dan berlari ke dapur. LOL Jadi melihat keadaan kakak itu yang tidak kembali lagi ke tempat kaunter, aku menukar gear ke D dan bergerak ke tempat mengambil mcflurry, yummy. Terima kasih datang lagi ucap kakak baru yang menghulurkan mcflurry. Kututup tingkap dan berkata kompem la datang lagi. ~ngeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setibanya dirumah ku memberitahu ayahku apa yang berlaku. Dia kata biasa lah. Aku cakap tak,  ini luar biasa. Dia salahkan ku kerana tidak menekan brek dengan sempurna. Aku dipersalahkan. Aku malas untuk bermain permainan ini. Aku keatas dan menonton ongbak2 sambil berchatting. Terima kasih kepada zack yang memberi link ke video umno politik babi yang kutonton sungguh lawak sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siang : Ayahku masih belum pulang dari pusat bengkel kereta. Aku masih didepan pc membaca news tentang General Motors bankrap dan melihat jurulatih baru Real Madrid Mauel Luis Pellegrini di google search images. Oh, untuk pengetahuan semua aku merupakan peminat setia Madrid Football Club sejak tahun 1997.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fobazo.back-end.dk/fobazo/media/mediaarchive/2008-11-11/zidane_22988_463x609px.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 174px;" src="http://fobazo.back-end.dk/fobazo/media/mediaarchive/2008-11-11/zidane_22988_463x609px.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zinedine Zidane"zizou". Menyertai real pada 2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, saya sedang melayan lagu Queen- Bohemian Rhapsody. Sungguh menarik sekali lagu ini. namun ku teringat kepada video clip moy moy palaboy lagu ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/paRmb0645Lo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/paRmb0645Lo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, salam muhibah. Adios Amigos el muchas. Gracie~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-2580206836006084090?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/2580206836006084090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=2580206836006084090' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2580206836006084090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2580206836006084090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/06/hari-ini-siang.html' title='Hari ini : siang'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-1611797058411752983</id><published>2009-05-27T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T00:37:57.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hadiah untuk aweks'/><title type='text'>Humour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;imagine yr dick inside a box?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WhwbxEfy7fg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WhwbxEfy7fg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah i loike it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-1611797058411752983?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/1611797058411752983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=1611797058411752983' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1611797058411752983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1611797058411752983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/05/humour.html' title='Humour'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-1998896741024489611</id><published>2009-05-26T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:27:30.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bodohtimes'/><title type='text'>Helmi Kamarudin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/ShwJfPEdXEI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ABk5xUC5SZM/s1600-h/DSC00479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/ShwJfPEdXEI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ABk5xUC5SZM/s320/DSC00479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340153690380393538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~`This picture shows that a vandalisme had happened.&lt;br /&gt;This is why you should avoid people aged 18 and above playing children toys inside your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot, Keme, Kamal at Khamarul's.&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/5272381640310486317-1998896741024489611?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/1998896741024489611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=1998896741024489611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1998896741024489611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1998896741024489611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/05/helmi-kamarudin.html' title='Helmi Kamarudin'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/ShwJfPEdXEI/AAAAAAAAA_w/ABk5xUC5SZM/s72-c/DSC00479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-5169385044053472123</id><published>2009-05-25T13:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:08:10.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nor Hezrizat</title><content type='html'>He was one of my best childhood friend. I was all alone in standard one of Sekolah Kebangsaan Air Baruk, Jasin Melaka. At that time, I lived with my grandparents, both were sweet and nice. I cant speak malay fluently and I cannot get many friends. In the middle of recess period, he walked to me and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hi, nama saya Nor Hezrizat. and he smile and offered a handshake. I was frowned. ngeeeee&lt;/blockquote&gt;Since that day, we played together and we also were punished standing on chairs because playing at the back of the class. I left the school at standard 2 and I cry, a real tears, because i am leaving my best friend. sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a phone conversation between me and owlet. She said about AimanmdJelas(meyem) is there at Penang, and all of sudden, I laughed, the memories with me and him all came back of nowhere. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sho6cyjIXbI/AAAAAAAAA_A/wrCdKRF6ReI/s1600-h/aku+ngan+mayem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sho6cyjIXbI/AAAAAAAAA_A/wrCdKRF6ReI/s320/aku+ngan+mayem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339644574481014194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meyem and Duran during ED comp form 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He is a close friend. We were in the Archery team since Form 1. We were the best because the passion towards the sport itself. Since form 1 we already trained by using compound bow not a wooden bow. He was the captain of four. We won a lot of competitions, district, state and also National circuit. Since now, i am not sure whether we were talented or we just very highly motivated because the training was at Sekolah Seri Puteri.ngee~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiman was a future prodigy for SAS. He is very smart and shows the leadership during early years at SAS. He was our batch-leader and future head boy. Maybe, if you can remember of his face on the E-Siswa cover page. Yes, he is very handsome, good-looking. lengchai meh. (im not a gay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened to him. All i can said that at that time, he was distracted. Maybe, lust. You see, if somebody got all the power and popularity, they will turn into a totally different person. During form 4, he was in the top-notch class, 4 Bestari, where brilliant people like Wafi, Kn, Ucop, afiqanua,lot,haikal,aripzahlan,ash,izi were there. But, mostly during the school period he was not at class. You knw aite, honeymoon yr. But, his attendance was critical. In one month, you can only see him twice or thrice, and also during exams he will showed up and scored very well. Yeah, when every people were looking for him, he was not there. When i saw him at dorms, we will smile at each other and have a pep talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, he was expelled from the school because of one stupid case. Yes a very silly ones. Everybody was very sad. Its like seeing a brother of yours is going away forever. Me, i did not know what I am feeling. We were very close during at the beginning but we were very distant during form 4.&lt;br /&gt;I am not crying like everybody at that time and also the time when I was leaving hezrizat. Yet, i felt pain inside of my heart. It feels like something was not going right. i want to cry like others but i cannot. I want to share my pain but there were nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i realized, as we grow older, we learned to control feelings and emotions, we learned to hide our pain. Actually, we learned to suffer. By suffering, we try to be optimistic so that maybe in future there will be a better living. That is life. Which i can derive it as Life=Suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/ShpDWdHG8vI/AAAAAAAAA_I/l3LN4hI5wFU/s1600-h/DSC00399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/ShpDWdHG8vI/AAAAAAAAA_I/l3LN4hI5wFU/s320/DSC00399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339654361251771122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kimiey during ED in form3. So sexy mamah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/ShpDj3vljPI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/gqWDa-TJf0E/s1600-h/bro%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/ShpDj3vljPI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/gqWDa-TJf0E/s320/bro%27s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339654591739170034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once and forever close and best dudes. Kucai, Wafi, Kamal and Lotfi.&lt;br /&gt;Adios amigos ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sho6cyjIXbI/AAAAAAAAA_A/wrCdKRF6ReI/s1600-h/aku+ngan+mayem.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-5169385044053472123?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/5169385044053472123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=5169385044053472123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5169385044053472123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5169385044053472123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/05/nor-hezrizat.html' title='Nor Hezrizat'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sho6cyjIXbI/AAAAAAAAA_A/wrCdKRF6ReI/s72-c/aku+ngan+mayem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-1218840519843590662</id><published>2009-05-23T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T21:00:16.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake Well Before Serving</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mmsb.com.my/images/peelfresh_38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 205px;" src="http://www.mmsb.com.my/images/peelfresh_38.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;High Vit A,C and E. Yeah. I like it very much. Plus with orange sacs. MMM........Yummy. I just enjoyed one while im blogging. 2 words. Ho LIaO. Yet, I have this [=---------,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,m³;2433(my cat step on the keyboard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;problem when im entering anything that is sour-based taste in my mouth. It makes me feel like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;UARGHHHH "NGENGOGOENG, massssaaaaaaaaammmmm!!!".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last night, I was from a farewell meeting for a friend at Shah Alam Bandar Anggerik, One Utama, Kota Kemuning and Sunway, Subang. It was fun meeting with Betik(MRAZih), Keme and Lot. We watched movies and hangout. It was hilarious too watching angels and demons while making jokes about the movie itself and we were covering our faces when the show was over because people were staring at us with unlikeable expression. A big smile for me a big humilliation for my pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As we were on the way back to the parking lot, saw Naim Azuz(warriors) with his girlfriend. Then keme was enquiry us something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Weh, die ni bukan nerd ke dulu, slekeh je. Ko tgk awek dia weh.hensem kot. awek die lagila. pergh 8 kot. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Haha. now look at us keme. Not handsome as him. NO lengchainess, no aweks 8 macamtu. I suddenly thinking that people changed. Yes, i do remember that he was one of the most alim in school. Seeing him fasting mostly everyday. Reading quran is one of his habit. A bookworm should i say. Walking with a big hunchback. Seeing him now with his girlfriend, holding hands, like a romantic couple, dating at one utama, making me feel unease. Uneasiness is because i am afraid that people that are close to me will change and i might be changing myself. What to do, what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later at night, lot, keme and me were at Sunway. I watch the time when we arrived there. Darn, its 11.15 p.m. and we did not buy our tickets for the movie yet. So, we were running at empty aisle like a group of stupid and carefree dudes heading to the cinema. There was a lot of styles, usain bolt, david beckham castrol running, ketam running, walking and running, a winning run and my favourite, running then stop and panting all alone helplessly(like keme). Then we bumped into another two warriors, bighead and castelo. Castello did an earpiercing at his left ear while Bighead dye his hair into yellowish gold. We, handshake, chat a little and chow. Must buy the tickets fast. In my mind, while running to the counter, i have this thought that, yes people do change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kakak was smiling at us, after a long queue,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;yes, cerita apa adik. Akak kasi NATM2 3 ppl. Oh seat sepah2 la dik. Hmm. Cerita ICAC laa. Yes, cantonese movie entitle I corrupt all/a cop. I dont sure lah.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was a fine movie. With no hero, heroin and a no cliche ending. A type of movie where people like me and gang, malays, have to watch. Yes, we were seated in front of all chinese audiences and making problems and irritating others were our duty. 4.0/5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine while watching a movie, then suddenly a guy that seat at the most front of all the people is answering a phone call. The phone call was answered with a loud and monotous voice, with the word projection can be heard one by one. What usually the people at the back will do to make this person stop from irritating others watching movie?, Yes, throw him the pop corns. For sure the guy will stop. But,  the guy will not easily giving up. His tactic was simple but victory is guarantee. He finished answered the call and talking to his friend with a clear voice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Weh, mak aku call oh tadi, die kata bapak aku masuk hospital oh. With a sad tone.&lt;/blockquote&gt;The people whom threw the popcorn to him will feel guilty. The person that ansewered the call, satisfaction. Mood in cinema turns into dull and gloomy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At3, I was at asiba with lotfi, accompanied him to finish filling the empty blanks in the UIA form. There was confusion, dilemma and frustration. I am guiding him in the selection to enroll into any clubs for his side activities. The choices given, recreative club, geology, silat cekak malaysia, silat cekak hanafi, silat gayung, taekwondo, karate do and etc. he said he want to be low profile there. I told him to chill because there were nobody wants to force him to riadah and he can melendir like old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;KO tau, abg aku dulu kene paksa kot main tenis. Fuck wey.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then, are there any opt left? He said if there was a nightlife club, he will tick there. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back at 4. Have a good sleep and then woke up at 8 in the morning. A bright new day. ngee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-1218840519843590662?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/1218840519843590662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=1218840519843590662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1218840519843590662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1218840519843590662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/05/shake-well-before-serving.html' title='Shake Well Before Serving'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-2386422005096878024</id><published>2009-05-16T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T02:19:30.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Ramon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hah, wtf! i have little precious time now! So so so limited time. I am very very desperate. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do, what to do. What to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srry PPL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy now. So im done. Time'sup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZ.&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/5272381640310486317-2386422005096878024?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/2386422005096878024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=2386422005096878024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2386422005096878024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2386422005096878024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/05/senior-ramon.html' title='Senior Ramon'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-1800222155427525689</id><published>2009-05-14T14:23:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T03:45:29.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuri Zhirkov</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PPSMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa itu PPSMI?&lt;br /&gt;entah....adelah....urmsss....biarlah......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sg21vWbxKoI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Mu_kVus2k6s/s1600-h/3336152375_85b696d452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sg21vWbxKoI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Mu_kVus2k6s/s200/3336152375_85b696d452.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336120958584433282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pembelajaan dan Pengajaran&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sains&lt;/span&gt; dan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Matematik&lt;/span&gt; dalam &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Bahasa Inggeris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saya masih ingat beberapa bulan yang lepas. PPSMI sana. PPSMI sini PPSMI situ. BAGUS ke tak. Benefit ke x. Jika dulu isu ini sering diperkatakan oleh semua pihak tidak mengira peringkat umur dan bangsa, apa sudah jadi sekarang? Saya kian pelik dan hairan pabila isu ini hilang ibarat ditiup angin kencang sehingga tiada sisa-sisa. Mungkin kerana tiada publisiti? Mungkin isu ini telah sengaja ditutup oleh pihak-pihak tertentu? Mungkin isu ini telah "dialih topik" ke isu lain yang lebih semasa. Dari sudut pemerhatian saya, saya boleh merangka pelbagai konspirasi mengenai hal ini kerana pihak-pihak yang tertentu masih melengah-lengahkan masa, berdolak-dalih, merugikan bangsa dan negara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PANDANGAN sudut &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Kamal Lazi&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, apa yang saya ingin menaip di sini harap pembaca dapat menjadi seorang profesional kerana mungkin ada yang tersinggung dan ada yang mwnyokong secara radikal. Ini terpulang kepada hak individu kerana hak saya ialah menaip perasaan dan isi minda dan hati saya dalam blog saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Setelah berfikir sedalam-dalamnya, saya dengan ini &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sekeras-kerasnya menentang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PPSMI&lt;/span&gt; atas ulasan-ulasan berikut dan pandangan beberapa pihak setelah dinilai oleh diri saya sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saya merupakan antara bahan eksperimentasi kerajaan dimana saya dan beberapa batch yang telah mempelajari Sains dan Matematik dalam bahasa Inggeris. Pada mulanya saya berasa bangga kerana dapat memperbaiki penggunaan bahasa inggeris dalam istilah sains dan matematik secara mendalam. Tambahan pula, saya amat bangga kerana adanya rakan-rakan yang tidak boleh bertutur dalam bahasa Inggeris mendapati mereka mempunyai keyakinan yang tinggi untuk bertutur dalam bahasa Inggeris kerana persekitaran yang memaksa mereka bertutur dalam bahasa tersebut. Jika ditanya oleh wartawan-wartawan tentang pendapat pelajar sekolah mengenai isu ini, mereka semestinya setuju dan menyokong PPSMI kerana mereka mendapati belajar dalam bahasa inggeris lebih mudah. Dan ada lagi satu sebabnya, secara jujurnya saya cakap, mereka dapat membangga diri berlagak seperti orang putih seperti mengikut trend mereka dan bertutur dalam bahasa mereka dengan ini mereka dapat mengemaskini gaya-gaya barat dan sebagainya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dan dengan ini saya mengaku saya ialah seorang yang naif, bodoh dan sengal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tidak sedar yang saya hanyalah antara orang-orang yang dijadikan "tikus makmal" oleh pihak kerajaan sebagai bahan ujikaji keberkesanan PPSMI. Sama seperti orang lain tidak sedar. Hal ini kerana sepanjang saya mempelajari PPSMI, saya hanya ingat bahawa PPSMI ni memberi kelebihan kepada saya kerana boleh bertutur dalam bahasa inggeris dengan lebih mantap, dapat mempelajari perkataan-perkataan sains dengan lebih tepat dan mudah. Pada hakikatnya, saya tidak sedar bahawa saya telah menghakis peluang saya untuk memperkayakan bahasa ibunda sendiri. Yelah, bayangkan, sampai dalam kelas bm pon peribahasa pon tercangak-cangak nak paham. Bile cikgu bM ehem ehem(lol) dah bersuara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Itulah kamu, belajar dalam bahasa Inggeris sahaja, cikgu dah nak putus harapan dah nak ajar bahasa melayu ni, buat kerja tanak, homework panitia BM sikit sahaja, subjek lain semua banyak. Agaknya semua tak nak A1 dalam BM kot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jadi, saya pun terfikir, mentaliti pelajar-pelajar sekarang sudah diubah kerana PPSMI. Mereka memandang enteng Bahasa Ibunda yang menjadi  menjadi identiti bangsa kita. Semua orang tahu Bahasa Melayu pernah dijadikan bahasa lingua franca. Hebat tuh.! Jadi sekarang apa yang kita dapat lihat ialah pemuda iaitu pemimpin masa hadapan tidak lagi mempunyai identiti bangsa dengan mengatakan bahawa sungguh bagus PPSMI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin masih ada yang masih terpinga-pinga mengenai identiti bangsa yang saya katakan sebelum ini. Kita dapat lihat banyak negara-negara hebat, maju, cemerlang, terbilang semuanya mempunyai identiti masing-masing. Malaysia juga sebagai negara maju seringkali mengambil negara-negara cemerlang ini sebagai contoh dan pedoman untuk membangun sehingga maju seperti mereka. Duduk sama rendah, berdiri sama tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, jika itu cara kita untuk terus maju, saya mengambil contoh negara German, Perancis, Jepun dan Israel. Mereka mempunyai budaya tersendiri dengan sejarah negara tersendiri. Yang paling penting mereka juga mempunyai bahasa pengantaraan mereka sendiri. Negara-negara berikut secara praktikalnya menggunakan bahasa mereka dalam kehidupan seharian. Saya melihat rancangan dengan kadar yang rawak telivisi di Astro siaran "travel and living" dari negara-negara tersebut, seringkali melihat papan-papan tanda mengekalkan bahasa identiti mereka sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tambahan pula, jika kita lihat ahli sains dan matematik sudah tidak dapat dibilang oleh jari saya. Sudah tentu, ahli Sains dan Matematik asalnya dari Malaysia belum ada seorang pon yang berjaya mendapati Hadiah Nobel, tetapi ini bukan kerana bahasa.  Sebab saya telah menteliti dan mengikut perkembangan orang lain yang mengatakan pemenang Hadiah Nobel dimenangi oleh orang yang mempelajari ilmu-ilmu dalam bahasa mereka sendiri. Ilmu yang mereka pelajari dari sekolah rendah menggunakan bahasa ibunda mereka sendiri. Jadi, kita tidak boleh membuat andaian jika kita menggunakan bahasa asing sebagai medium pembelajaran dapat kita terbit seorang pemenang nobel. Ini bukanlah kayu ukurnya!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian, saya terbaca blog seorang anti-ppsmi yang sungguh radikal, dengan hujah yang kuat dari sudut undang-undang. Katanya, kedudukan bahasa Melayu sebagai Bahasa Kebangsaan  telah diperuntukkan dibawah Perkara 152 perlembagaan persekutuan. Di bawah Perkara ini juga terdapat fasal 1(a) dan (b) dimana membenarkan pengajaan dan pembelajaran bahasa-bahasa lain asalkan ia &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tidak dalam konteks kegunaan rasmi.&lt;/span&gt; Jadi, selama ini, kita dapat lihat sesetengah pihak telah mewujudkan dasar dan undang-undang tertentu yang  berlawanan dengan peruntukan dan amalan perlembagaan. Dengan ini dapat mewujudkan persoalan yang sangat serius mengenai kesahihan perlembagaan kita. PPSMI diguna pakai secara rasmi. Betentangan dengan perlembagaan. Ini seharusnya tugas hakim negara yang telah dilantik untuk mempertahankan perlembagaan negara dengan adilnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi memang benar, saya tidak dapat menyangkal bahawa peluang untuk rakyat Malaysia untuk mempelajari bahasa asing amatlah terhad.Tapi dengan mengendahkan bahasa Melayu dan memartabatkan PPSMI bukanlah caranya. Dari pandangan saya sendiri, pelajar-pelajar dari sekolah bandar mempunyai keupayaan untuk memahami ilmu-ilmu tersebut. Tetapi saya mengatakan pelajar-pelajar dari sekolah luar bandar. Kita selalu berfikir siapakah orang Malaysia: jawapan : kaum melayu, cina dan india. Kita terlupa, satu kaum, warga bumiputera juga, orang asli namanya. Saya merupakan seorang volunteer Petrosains dan kami diterapkan untuk mereka keindahan "creating wonder" didalam semua orang untuk mereka menanam minat terhadap bidang sains dan teknologi. Sewaktu orientasi volunteer, saya mendengar cerita  dari Abang Mozek dan siapa-siapa staff petrosains mengenai program oureach dimana tugas mereka adalah untuk mengenalkan kepada &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;orang-orang asli &lt;/span&gt;mengenai teknologi dan sains. Secara jujurnya saya cakap, orang asli ini mempunyai tahap akademik yang sungguh rendah. Kehidupan mereka berasaskan tradisi nenek moyang. Jika hendak ke sekolah itu, kalau dapat muncul di sekolah kira guru-guru pon bersyukur. Itupon kalau muncul pagi-pagi sampai rehat sekolah kembali lenggang. Jadi, cuba kita bayangkan, bagaimana kita boleh harapkan PPSMI ini dapat memberi peluang, membuka pintu kepada &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;semua&lt;/span&gt; rakyat Malaysia untuk memahami bahasa Inggeris dengan lebih mendalam jika kita tahu betapa susahnya buat oang asli untuk mempelajari sesuatu yang asing bagi diri mereka tambahan pula mereka seorang yang sensitif, pemalu dan segan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi saya membuat analisa dari aspek lain dimana, kebanyakan orang yang menyokong terdiri daripada golongan ibu bapa berbangsa cina dan india dan mereka amatlah menyokong tindakan Muhyidin dimana PPSMI ini ditangguh untuk uji kaji selama 25 tahun. Alasan mereka senang, supaya anak-anak mereka yang tidak mendalami bahasa melayu, dan memikirnya sebagai kelebihan buat anak-anak mereka supaya cemerlang dalam peperiksaan. Habisnya 25 tahun akan datang mereka sudah berasa lega kerana anak-anak mereka yang hanya berbahasa inggeris di rumah sudah berjaya dan bekerjaya besar dan mereka dapat bersenang-lenang.Tetapi, mereka tidak fikir bagaimana dengan cucu-cucu mereka? generasi-generasi berikutnya. Apa pula yang berlaku kepada sarjana-sarjana yang telah graduasi di universiti-universiti pada waktu ini. Mereka mempelajari sains dan matematik dalam bahasa melayu. Tidak  ada peluang lagi untuk mereka? bekerja? Apa pula kita dapat katakan kepada SAKTI badan yang bersusah payah menukar perkataan sains kepada bahasa Melayu? dari sejak tahun 70 an lagi. Sia-siakah kerja mereka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Senang kata, jika kita ingin mendalami ilmu orang lain janganlah dilupakan ilmu bahasa kita. Dimana ada usaha disitu ada jalannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah puas saya membebel. Saya harap dengan adanya cebisan yang saya tulis ini dapat membantu diri saya dan rakan-rakan jelas mengenai seriusnya isu PPSMI ini dan bukanlah sekadar untuk menjadi modal kebanyakan orang supaya mereka dapat berkata lebat tetapi tidak membantu dalam apa pun. Mereka hanya mampu berkata-kata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian, terima kasih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-1800222155427525689?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/1800222155427525689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=1800222155427525689' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1800222155427525689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1800222155427525689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/05/yuri-zhirkov.html' title='Yuri Zhirkov'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sg21vWbxKoI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Mu_kVus2k6s/s72-c/3336152375_85b696d452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-6158714865010893909</id><published>2009-05-11T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:38:50.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al Farazel</title><content type='html'>Buat nama nya di tajuk itu, jangan teruja terlebih2. Kerana anda adalah beruang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, saya mula berfikir tentang masa depan diri ini kerana satu hari bermuhasabah diri memberi manfaat kepada diriku. Saya ditawarkan ke Universiti Malaya bukanlah di Universiti Malawi seperti yang digemburkan sesetengah pihak ke jurusan Asasi Sains Hayat. Orang ramai berkata orang hebat-hebat sahaja pergi ke UM. Sehingga sekarang saya masih tidak mengerti sama ada itu pujian ataupun pangkahan. Okay tidak mengapa, jadi hari ini saya mendapat surat dari UM dan setelah berfikir panjang dan panjang dan panjang. Saya membuat keputusan untuk masuk ke sana dan terus mengisi borang2 tersebut kerana takut dimarahi oleh ibu bapa yang suka marah tidak bertempat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah bermain futsal pada hari semalamnya bersama-sama rakan alam shah, saya mendapat tahu yang betik aka naldow! dan apel alfarazel akan menyertai saya di Kediaman 12 UM. Jadi saya berfikir mungkin ini berkat dan rahmat. Namun, Allah tidak akan memberi rezeki begitu sahaja kepada diriku kerana Nik Izany jugak akan menyertai ke UM untuk pengajian yang sama sperti diriku. OH, ku berharap dapat bersabar dengan kehadiran dia disana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku berbual bersama-sama apel alfarazel di YM dan kami tidak sangka pakatan beruang2 akan dapat bersama di bumi UM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:57:34 PM): weh beruang&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:57:40 PM): pe?&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:57:45 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:57:46 PM): ngaku&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:57:52 PM): haha.&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:57:59 PM): ko beruang gak..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:58:04 PM): ko nik&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:58:05 PM): haha..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:58:08 PM): brother bear&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:58:12 PM): aku beruang ape lak&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:58:17 PM): persatuan beruang beruang bersatu..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:58:23 PM): polar bear..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:58:28 PM): ko ape ?&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:00:00 PM): aku panda..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:00:04 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:00:04 PM): nik sunbear..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:00:14 PM): sial&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:00:16 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:00:21 PM): aku gtau die kang&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:00:23 PM): cuak ko&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:00:26 PM): kene cakar&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:00:31 PM): haha.&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:00:39 PM): weyh..aku adde kuku gak..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:01:04 PM): tapi nasib baek aku herbivor..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:01:17 PM): korg ar omnivor kowt..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:01:34 PM): hotakko&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:01:37 PM): ko makan semut&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:01:44 PM): sngal x tentu pasal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, akupun tidak sangka aku terjoin dalam pakatan beruang-beruang zaaba nih. Jadi, betullah kata orang ada hikmahnya tidak dapat tawaran biasiswa dimana2. Haha. Telah ku lawati UM asasi disana. Yang paling ku gemari ialah terdapat pusat renang disana yang berdekatan dengan kediaman ku. Haha. Indah. Syukur Alhamdulilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi pada mulanya saya tidak menyangka apel alfarazel akan masuk ke sana kerana perbualan beliau yang amat keling dan sukar difahami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:47:03 PM): alfarazel&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:47:07 PM): weh UM kan&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:47:11 PM): hahah..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:47:20 PM): x ar..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:47:26 PM): habis?&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:47:57 PM): limkokwing..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:48:02 PM): modelling..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:48:30 PM): bapok gemok&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:49:36 PM): muka ko nak attitude skit&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:49:45 PM): la~&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:49:49 PM): xcaye la..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:50:43 PM): siap dpt scholar lagi..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:51:05 PM): biasiswa limkokguen..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:51:17 PM): aku igt limgohtong&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:51:17 PM): adik limkkokwing..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:51:23 PM): blaja kat genting&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:51:24 PM): hahah..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:51:35 PM): curse pe?&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:51:52 PM): pngurusna perjudian ek?&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:53:06 PM): hah&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:53:08 PM): anak haram&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 10:53:16 PM): pengurusan cable car dan tiket dahlah&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 10:53:31 PM): haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada mulanya ku menyangka juga dia akan kesana. Tetapi baru ku sedari Apel hanyalah apel dan akan sentiasa apel. Lawaks sungguh. Kami bertaip-taipan sambil berbicara tentang nik izany. Apa yang harus dilakukan. Langkah2 berjaga2. dan pelbagai lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:02:47 PM): oww..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:03:32 PM): weyh.. ko da dapat surat?&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:03:36 PM): dah&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:03:39 PM): ko?&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:03:41 PM): asal nik x dapat..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:03:48 PM): die kn duduk ngan ko.&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:03:52 PM): bngok die xtekan yes kat website&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:03:55 PM): hah&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:03:58 PM): aku dah..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:03:58 PM): duduk ape?&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:04:10 PM): die kan tinggal ngan ko..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:04:15 PM): mana ada&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:04:16 PM): asal dapat lambat plak..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:04:20 PM): ntah dia&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:04:22 PM): hehe..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:04:29 PM): UM cam nk tapis last minit&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:04:30 PM): kot&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:04:36 PM): die second intake&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs (5/11/2009 11:04:39 PM): ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman (5/11/2009 11:04:45 PM): haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, diakhir perbualan apel alfarazel memberi tahuku yang dia akan test JPJ pada besok harinya. Semoga die berjaya. Aminn......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman: weyh..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman: aku nk tido.&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman: esok ade jpj..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman: doakan aku..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: amin&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: ko berjaya&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: buat cam fat and fuirous skit&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman: haha..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: kompem lulus&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman: bley ak drift..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: tunjuk star&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman: haha..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: die kasi ko lesen lori nnt&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman: hahah..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman: jgn bagi lesen bawak kete kabel sudah.,.&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman: ok la sahabat..&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman: assamualaikum..&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: okis beruang&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: waalaikumsalam&lt;br /&gt;Muhammad Ikram Ab.Rahman: haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, kepada sesiapa yang bakal ke UM. Berhati-hati dengan kelibat beruang-beruang di sana.&lt;br /&gt;Selamat tinggal~ arigatou toucehtouceh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-6158714865010893909?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/6158714865010893909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=6158714865010893909' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6158714865010893909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6158714865010893909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/05/al-farazel.html' title='Al Farazel'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-1318504323683655291</id><published>2009-05-11T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:33:24.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Norsultan Tulyakbay</title><content type='html'>Merujuk kepada perkara di atas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buat sesiapa mengenali orang yang bernama sedemikian, kita didalam minda yang sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teringat pula apa yang telah berlaku pada minggu lepas. Yah Yah, aktiviti2 berlainan setiap hari membuatku terasa letih, pilu dan tidak terurus.  Setiap hari ada sahaja agendanya dan aku mula berasa jika kita terlalu bebas dan mengikut kehendak hati,wang kita akan mula kering dimana seseorang akan meletakkan dirinya dalam status "pokai". Ya, itulah diriku pada minggu lepas dan minggu sebelum itu. aduh. :p POKAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak pada hari aku menonton cerita YESMAN dipanggung, aku telah meletakkan satu nekad pada diriku untuk meniru dan mencuba perkara2 yang dilakukan JIM CARREY kerana hendak membuktikan bahawa orang YESMAN adalah seorang yang wujud. Aku pun bertindak menjadi seorang yesman sejak hari itu. Ya, memang seronok untuk melakukan semua perkara 2 yang pada fikiran orang biasa sebagai aktiviti seorang yang tidak bertanggungjawab, tidak bermoral dan tidak bijak. Tetapi, ku sedari setiap orang mempunyai limit dia tersendiri. Aku mula mengelak daripada tanggungjawab, keluarga, diri sendiri, dan perasaan rakan-rakan yang mengenaliku. Serta aku mula terfikir perbuatan yang ku lakukan kadang-kadang menyiksa diri sendiri dan seperti terpaksa ibarat tidak ikhlas. Tidak komprehensif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini ku membuat satu desisi dimana aku akan berada dirumah sepanjang hari dan cuba merehatkan diri sambil bermuhasabah diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku mula berfikir sejenak. Sat. 5. 4. 3. 3. 2 stgh. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~puisi sayuti harams by Kamal Lazi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-1318504323683655291?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/1318504323683655291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=1318504323683655291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1318504323683655291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1318504323683655291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/05/norsultan-tulyakbay.html' title='Norsultan Tulyakbay'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4365715679797163564</id><published>2009-05-06T03:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T04:33:54.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abdullah Razak Baginda</title><content type='html'>Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, kebarangkalian untuk saya menulis dalam blog sangatlah rendah. Jadi saya terpaksa membuat sesuatu untuk mencekalkan diri menulis didalam blog ini. Jadi, saya mengambil keputusan untuk mendengar bunyi MSN yang berbunyi2 dan YM yang berting-tong2 sambil fokus untuk menaip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Sebenarnye saya telah dinasihatkan oleh seseorang yang amatlah saya segan nak cakap dalam blog ini kerana penggunaan english yang cam cina dan perkataan-perkataan kesat sepanjang saya menulis post di bulan April. Oleh kerana itu, saya minta maaf dan harap maaf kepada yang tersinggung dan hanya mampu berkata dengan jujurnya saya tidaklah sesempurna mana seperti nama KAMAL yang bermaksud sempurna. AMPUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi, untuk mengisi kebosanan di tengah malam, saya ingin menceritakan kehampaan saya terhadap satu sukan yang digemari ramai. Bolasepak!. Telah saya berchatting dengan Hilmi, rakan saya yang agak rapat yang kami mempunyai idea dan pendapat yang sama bahawa sukan ini sebenarnya merupakan isu yang amat besar dalam kalangan manusia. Jadi perbualan berikut merupakan perkara sebenar yang berlaku setelah Arsenal dibolosi 2 gol oleh pemain Man United.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: BZ WITH?&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: xde ape&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: aku cam sian&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: kat ko&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: mengharap&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: LEKSSS&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: tapi xnak ah pangkah&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: LEKSSS&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: mmber&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: ok3c&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: so buat2 bz&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: dah ditakdirkan&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: leksss&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: tu ah&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: aku nk tuka sport la&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: tgk tennis ke&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: golf ke&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: wrestling&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: tol2x&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: bola cibai&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: ley wat gado&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: hahahah&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: bukan ah&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: asik2 aku sokong team ni&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: kalah je&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: aku rasa wrestling the best&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: ll&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: lol&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: behenti semue&lt;br /&gt;kamall azizs: aku suka JBL dow&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: ak elen&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: x berabis&lt;br /&gt;gambut2 Abu Shamsi: ngn JBL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SgCijf7c4sI/AAAAAAAAA9g/xeVlfRYVGiA/s1600-h/2794508885_ff6cd58de2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SgCijf7c4sI/AAAAAAAAA9g/xeVlfRYVGiA/s320/2794508885_ff6cd58de2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332440689556644546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JBL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha. Untuk pengetahuan anda saya baru sahaja terminat kepada seni ahli gusti di telivisyen. Ahli gusti yang saya tonton antaranya ialah JBL. Dia merupakan seorang ahli gusti yang kelakar kerana tubuh badannya tidak lengkap dan sasa seperti penggusti lain. Tambahan pula, JBL mengingatkan saya terhadap rakan seperjuangan memanah saya di sekolah ketika muda dahulu. Arief bin Huzir. Beliau kini di Sarawak dan menetap di sana. Beliau mempunyai personaliti yang agak lebat, optimistik dan mempunyai gurauan yang sangat ganas. Di sekolah dahulu kami memanggilnya JBL dan bogell. JBL  bermaksud John Breast Layutt dan ianya sangat kena sekali dengan susuk tubuh badan beliau. Saya rasa kini beliau tidak lagi JBL kerana sekarang beliau berada dalam pasukan ragbi sarawak dan saya amat bangga dengannya. Bukan kerana apa, kami merupakan partner memanah yang hebat sehingga terlepas anak panah ke kawasan menyidai pakaian di SSP sewaktu latihan disana. Dan juga arwah coach mula bising, "Wey Lanun! apa ko buat ingat aku tak nampak! Ko pandang apa!, baju dalam perempuan ke target bud! Lari 8 round pastu amek arrow tu". Haha, kata-kata coach itu masih terngiang-ngiang di dalam kepalaku pabila ku teringat kembali memorabilia lama.  Kami berdua berlari 8 pusingan trek di SSP dan pada waktu itu sangat indah pabila pelajar2 disana mula beriadah dan kami berdua membuat muka segak dan control. Bak kata fotografer model "OK muka attitude. SNap. 1 lagi muka attitude. snap!. Attitude lagi. Snap!." haha. Rakan ku JBL dan diriku hanya mampu tersengih dan membuat muka gatal dan sangap. Orang kata pasukan memanah paling best. Sebab dapat cuti mata. Haha. Memang tepat sekali tujuanku untuk masuk kelab memanah dan berlatih dengan hebat kerana ingin mencari keindahan alam.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SgCf_GgLCvI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/ttoFedgbr2M/s1600-h/IMG_0145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SgCf_GgLCvI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/ttoFedgbr2M/s320/IMG_0145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332437865232796402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pasukan ex-Memanah SAS ketika jamuan di Chicken Hartz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dari kiri Nik Izany(sub), Mayhem(capt), Kamal,Ah Seng(vice),Bogel(JBLsaya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SgChVj2eBDI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/UpnGa0mIVjw/s1600-h/IMG_0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SgChVj2eBDI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/UpnGa0mIVjw/s320/IMG_0135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332439350579692594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dibawah saya itulah JBL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, sampai situ sahaja cerita dapat saya kongsi. Minggu ini agak busy sebagai seorang kamal jadi sehingga ke post yang baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam Sejahtera ^-^!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-4365715679797163564?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4365715679797163564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4365715679797163564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4365715679797163564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4365715679797163564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/05/abdullah-razak-baginda.html' title='Abdullah Razak Baginda'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SgCijf7c4sI/AAAAAAAAA9g/xeVlfRYVGiA/s72-c/2794508885_ff6cd58de2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-7717199146399167443</id><published>2009-04-09T04:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T04:51:26.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEDERLANDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sd0M3n6wRRI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/hcbE25dLqAg/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sd0M3n6wRRI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/hcbE25dLqAg/s320/DSC00481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322424484369548562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the third posts im posting here. For the last 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn barsterd bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And frustrated too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bartha and BAyern just finished the match and thank eu god for the messiah double score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. NICE NEDERLANDS jersey. With Kemek too. Kemek handsome liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet i just remembered that Aleemy and I are gonna try to go for Anak Wayang audition and we just imagined ourselves in 5 years time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Aleemy just thought what it would be like if he just get accepted into the Anak Wayang reality show and I am wondering myself maybe I would be look like William Hung. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all. I am sleepy already liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puma Loco Gracias. Adios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-7717199146399167443?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/7717199146399167443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=7717199146399167443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/7717199146399167443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/7717199146399167443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/04/nederlands.html' title='NEDERLANDS'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sd0M3n6wRRI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/hcbE25dLqAg/s72-c/DSC00481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-7566051411367963411</id><published>2009-04-09T04:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T04:38:48.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidentally in Love</title><content type='html'>Another title of song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, another dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,i am sitting on bed like a stupid hay, watching Lot sleeping his arse off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, i am totally addicted with counting crows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accidentally in Love by Counting Crows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Counting Crows. You are my man. I am still not sleepy yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumas Locos Gracias.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-7566051411367963411?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/7566051411367963411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=7566051411367963411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/7566051411367963411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/7566051411367963411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/04/accidentally-in-love.html' title='Accidentally in Love'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-3039745585374278920</id><published>2009-04-09T04:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T04:23:07.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated Night</title><content type='html'>Babi lot tido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak tgk bartha lawan x dpt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tgh ah kat goal.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now 4-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time showed 4:22 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-3039745585374278920?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/3039745585374278920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=3039745585374278920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/3039745585374278920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/3039745585374278920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/04/frustrated-night.html' title='Frustrated Night'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-2289853927799701031</id><published>2009-04-07T04:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T04:40:11.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These eyes are cryin'</title><content type='html'>Now, I am very sangap of a song title These Eyes by The Guess Who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song really portrays me man. It surely do and I am really burst into tears man because of this so fucking sad song man. The main problem is i kept playing this song over and over again non-stop. I got this song from a film of superbad. This song was sang by Evan in the movie. This movie was so fucking funny man and I will guarantee u will not regret it ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, guys open your youtube and listen to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just now, i browsed to every blogs and posts in the sesat mane tah webs. So i was attracted to one of the question by this website. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE FILM AND WHY? I suddenly rembered that i once answered this question from sime darby quiz. So now im pasting my essay here just for fun ah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite film is Forrest Gump because the movie really touched my feelings and it is one of the best movies in the century. It is an award winning movie. Even though the plot was very sad and sorrow, Tom Hanks who acted as Forrest Gump delivered a very profound and influencing character that made the movie watchable and very successful.&lt;br /&gt;The story started with Forrest Gump during his childhood days has had to endure a very difficult life because he is a handicapped person. He has been teased by his friends but he cannot do anything. His mother was poor but very responsible. She would do anything for his well being. Since she knew that she would not be around forever for her son, she could only advised him to run whenever there were troubles.&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly what he did on one faithful day when some of his friend tried to bully him. He ran and ran as fast as he could that the clutches that hold his legs broke until he could ran like a normal person. From that day onwards he became independent and free.Yeah, it was the award winning drama line and scene that every person that watched this film will get touched by it. It was the scene where Forrest's girlfriend said " Run, Forrest Run!". I burst into tears when i watched this scene and i realized it now that i was 4 years old when i watched that film.&lt;br /&gt;However, as fate would have it, his mother passed away. But before she died, she told him that “life is like a box of chocolate, you never know what you are going to get.” This is the message that bound him together. This is the message that became his motto for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;Forrest Gump went through various obstacles during his life. He joined the army and lost some of his best friends. Then after he venture in fishing business with a friend catching shrimps. He was so successful in his business that he became an idol to young and old. Also that from this movie you will found the Bubba Gump restaurants that sell seafoods everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Forrest Gump eventually settled down in life marrying his childhood girlfriend. He had children and became old. At the end of the story he sat down on a bench by the roadside looking ahead wondering, what the world would be in the future and what life might offer to him in the future. At that point he remembered what his mother once told him, “life is like a box of chocolate, you never know what you are going to get!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T, so later doods, puma loco gracias adios amigos. TATA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-2289853927799701031?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/2289853927799701031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=2289853927799701031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2289853927799701031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2289853927799701031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/04/these-eyes-are-cryin.html' title='These eyes are cryin&apos;'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-6385551584391320632</id><published>2009-04-06T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T04:18:06.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These arms long to hold you again</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah im here ahgain.&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday, urms, yesterday quite fun ah. Well if keme was not lepak skali mesti x best.&lt;br /&gt;So, it was fun. Jalan2 tanpa tujuan. I got my new NEDERLANDS jersey. Sumpah lawa dow. Die xde ah ori tapi nampak cam harga die rm140 ah. Lot cakap sebab print die kurang. So, die taklah harga cam Man U jersey rm180 sumthing. ade printed AIG.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said sumpah lawa ah NEDERLANDS punya jersey. Finest. The Oranje. Ngeee, i love it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay enuf said, so, last two days, i went to Shah Alam berjalan2. So, mula2 went to Abg Azman punya majlis kahwin. Cool ah abang azman. Die cam, abang azman ni rileks sgt. Macam bukan die kahwen ah. Die cam suddenly datang dari mane tah...bukak baju kahwin die...pastu dtg kat meja kitorang cakap " weh lapar gila dow". Then, he joined us ah makan kat dapur. Bapak ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then cam, keme ah terbaik. Dah abis makan. Cam nak anta pinggan la. Maman cakap xyah bia je. Die cam xpe ah  susah2 je...pastu die kumpul pegi pas kat maman. Bangang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, met k.a. Lama sial x jumpa. Lepak ah.Ngan fana.Ive met Sue also at Pasar S.Alam. Too bad x tegur. Tapi cam takpe ah, tegur pon will make feels guilty. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malasnyee nak cerita. So, conclusion ah ive met KELIwon, die dah taff skarang. Met iwa at her house. Anta bufday present. Lepak at sunway. Memang lepak betul lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonite i got nothing to tell, but i really do enjoy belaian jiwa by innuendo. Its fucking lovely man. I remembered we were actually at sg buloh hiway from damansara at 2 a.m. We were heading to send keme back home ah. Then, Lot tune to 100.8 f.m. Shit man, we were acappelaing together with that song. Sweet. Then i got a sudden slap by keme. Shit it was so funny man. Cause that time i was so feel man with the song. Sumpah suare sesekor cam kumbang tanak hidup or siput babi. Eh camne suara siput babi tuh. I wonder ah. Hurmsss.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there u have it zack tu je. Got nothing to tell about sangat. Thanks for flattering from previous post. Memang saja je nak buat u jadi camtu......LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay until then, later Puma Loco gracias.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-6385551584391320632?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/6385551584391320632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=6385551584391320632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6385551584391320632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6385551584391320632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/04/these-arms-long-to-hold-you-again.html' title='These arms long to hold you again'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-6150827516330704290</id><published>2009-04-04T04:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T04:53:40.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahgain and waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SdZyGLNaOII/AAAAAAAAA7o/jJMbHC9uAOQ/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOwzat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont fucking understand this word actually. Can someone define me the meaning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What i do understand is the wether the meaning should be kow sat or how are you (nigga style)? or how gee or how is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320565572482754066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SdZyMtgB5hI/AAAAAAAAA7w/rff2liR4b5A/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fack, suddenly i remembered, what had happened kelmarin where i got jalan2 around hospital pusrawi alone around 8.30 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was again a dull night after all, to say it gloomy, i have to consider it twice. Yeah sure can it is hospitals rite, where all people got sick places. So, mum told me that time to take a stroll. I think mum got a point there. I always lie down on the bed without moving and my blood got lazy to circulate around. Lazyass. So, i went to a bench near lift. 'the place i usually hangout. (Zack tahulah).  I got a blur strike. It is just sudden. At that moment I was staring at this auntie. She looks like Mona Fandey. Maybe i watch too much of keliwon. LOL. Yeah and i kept staring at her. Until she got off the lift. Without a single feeling, i entered the lift too. Pukimuch scary liao. Then i arrived at ground floor and got nothing to do. I got many duit but kedai was tutup for solat. Gile bagus kedai. Then i remembered duit gaji dah masuk. Hoorah. I am damn happy and i dont know why. I went to ATM la. Check my savings. Gosh i was sad looking at the amount. Even though i worked there just for fun but i am shocked too see the amounts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                       RM ***.**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adakah anda ingin meneruskan transaksi -----&gt;Ya&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          -----&gt;Tidak (pilihanku)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, i actually feel that i dont really mind.Cause still can buy what.Rite?. So yeah, then i went to kedai. The kedai reopen. I bought air yogurt sumpah ngidam cam bapuks. Bought rotis and chocies cadbury yg maman slalu beli then balik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got pengajaran here: kita kena selalu bersyukur apa yang allah dah beri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went back to my room ith my heart feel at ease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok later puma loco adios amigos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-6150827516330704290?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/6150827516330704290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=6150827516330704290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6150827516330704290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6150827516330704290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahgain-and-waiting.html' title='Ahgain and waiting'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SdZyMtgB5hI/AAAAAAAAA7w/rff2liR4b5A/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-602951067772769867</id><published>2009-04-03T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T01:33:57.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time For Ease</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, im in total royal slash double big letter P for PuhPain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im indeed in hurts. By my sickness and my heart. I think what i am going through at the moment really gonna change my life forever. I type here like a sissy. A total bum. Oyeah, when it comes to cowardness, international sissyness and lame-o, Kamal Lazi is a master.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right now, im typing using my only right hand. It is freaking hurts. The left one. But i still want to continue my typing here because i realised that my blog hasnt been updated fer quite a time. So, without feeling ashame of myself i continue typing here again and ahgain. Oh, you want to know why my left hand is hurt? I guess you are not interested to know. Anyway, i am still going to tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, first of all, i was been attacked by dengue fever and was admitted at Pusrawi Jalan Tun Razak. For those people who did not know where i went for the past 2 weeks. I think this explanation  will make you understand. I dont need any of your symphatyness because at the moment i am okay and recovering. Yeah, im at home already. Ive been admitted for a week and going out today. Oyeah. So, I really missed a lot of activities that happened. But, never mind though i got my own time for rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, ive been thinking during my sick period at hospital, meditating, what i think ive been doing at that time. I was asking myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its all started with that word. Why the dengue? why is the problem? why is that? why is.....?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haishh, so many questions that i am lazy to type it here. After a few days of thinking, eating ubats, gallons of I'V water flow from my hand tomy body, not to forget the many times ive been injected and taken blood, i know whats going wrong with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God is great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thats answered all my Q's. The thing that i knew is that ive been tested by god with his challenges and tests to make me realize what ive been doing all wrong. He is indeed The most merciful. As you can see, i had been given an oppurtunity to claim all my wrongdoings and I will make the best of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Insyallah. Now i would like to say millions of thankyous to 2 person who had visiting me Lot and Zack during my time at the wad. Eventhough it is just a visit but i am very grateful because at the that time i am really in need of companions and friends. A gazillion of thank yous maybe would not be enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lotfi, you are like a brother to me. Whenever i am in hardships you are always there. Eventhough, I know and you know that we are both sengal tahap cipan that would make us perfect each other. I hope to be there whenever you are in need dude. And no worries, ill always pray for your  success in life and future careers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Zack, hey thanks for the doas, i think your doas had alreaady been heard by Allah and already been answered. So thanks anyway for the doas during your umrah. Not to forget, ketayap, sejadah. kurma and air zam2 liao. Tankyous very muach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;OKay, now im feeling better and i dont know why. My left hand still hurts and full of bruises. Macam cacat tahu. SHITMAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And i am trying to type  with both  my hands. Practice makes perfect. Fantat la perfects.type je...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;okay so long, adios amigos. PUMA Loco gracie out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-602951067772769867?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/602951067772769867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=602951067772769867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/602951067772769867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/602951067772769867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-for-ease.html' title='Time For Ease'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-8031149177917237149</id><published>2009-03-18T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T02:16:08.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLD ON MY NIGGA.''</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im here to dedicate this post to my beloved dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHANKARA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont go commit suicide man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no woman likes you then we can be gay together man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHANKY, you stupid big ass nigga, whats about our rnb man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya know rough and black aite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;susah betul la pujuk mamat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out~~muah3&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/5272381640310486317-8031149177917237149?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/8031149177917237149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=8031149177917237149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/8031149177917237149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/8031149177917237149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/03/hold-on-my-nigga.html' title='HOLD ON MY NIGGA.&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-7772224041681610356</id><published>2009-03-09T21:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:48:30.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Show off'/><title type='text'>Flaunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello dudes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I suddenly remembered that this month is March. Yeah. I thought im still in February. Haish. So, well. Many memories that i remembered during March. Ouh Yeah. The Painful ones. I dont like it thou but when i recall it back, I just smile. It sweet dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me show you one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SbUdEcPyjfI/AAAAAAAAA6o/6Vg6Fu7WvOM/s1600-h/n1254911816_284784_7211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SbUdEcPyjfI/AAAAAAAAA6o/6Vg6Fu7WvOM/s320/n1254911816_284784_7211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311183297692470770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Yeah the F1 in schools World Championship.&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture so much because I stand behind this one hot chic from Wales I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to know about the F1 in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later ill share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, toodles. xoxo gossipguy. muah3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-7772224041681610356?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/7772224041681610356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=7772224041681610356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/7772224041681610356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/7772224041681610356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/03/flaunt.html' title='Flaunt'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SbUdEcPyjfI/AAAAAAAAA6o/6Vg6Fu7WvOM/s72-c/n1254911816_284784_7211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4529593425491333230</id><published>2009-03-06T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:16:27.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bdo gila'/><title type='text'>I suddenly got big brother.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello, yeah hellomotto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i got shitted by Nadzrin brother, Lutfi. Plus, i got played by Polis Bantuan near the lift. Not to forget, the whole Petrosains laughed at me and call me that stupid name. WTF. The name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAIB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, it sounded like a very pornish name. TAIB. TAIB. TAIB.&lt;br /&gt;ya know, lorong haji taib kan.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember what Lutfi said to me at the end rockoll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Weh, ko sayang abang ko x?".&lt;br /&gt;Bodo la kau, aku mana ada abang.&lt;br /&gt;Taib tu bukan abang ko.&lt;br /&gt;Abis ko sayang x adik ko Nadzrin.&lt;br /&gt;Sayang lah.Tapi x tau die nak ngaku ke x.&lt;br /&gt;Aku camtu ah x sayang gak sbb die bukan abang aku.&lt;br /&gt;Alah ko x ngaku pulak.&lt;br /&gt;Ye ah. Die asal Serawak kot, aku semenanjung.&lt;br /&gt;EH. die ade gak singapore skali cam ko.&lt;br /&gt;Bile lak singapore ni, fak kau ah kencing.&lt;br /&gt;Aku tau ko ade darah from singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Mana ko tau.&lt;br /&gt;Taib ade cakap aku die orang singapore gak.&lt;br /&gt;Sengal la ko.&lt;br /&gt;Ye ah die Sarawak SIngapore.&lt;br /&gt;Aku x penah jumpe orang Sarawak SIngapore, mane match bhai.&lt;br /&gt;Ye, abang ko ah tu.&lt;br /&gt;Bukan abang aku le.&lt;br /&gt;Ko x ngaku adik lak.&lt;br /&gt;Bodo Sial.&lt;br /&gt;OK3x x caye ko tggu jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang Yuri, tgk muke bdak ni.&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;Eh, ko adik Taib eh.&lt;br /&gt;FuCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya knw, thts the story. Every single staffs at pertosains think im Taibs little brother but a lot more whiter. The problem is they did not even need to be reminded of Taib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Lutfi : ABang yuri, tgk muke budak ni. ADA MUKA CAM SIAPA X?&lt;---This sentence shows dat muka cam siapa tu people will try to imagine person whom looks identical to my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the previous one .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, afterwards, i will be the laughing stock till they get bored. And i will keep my head calm. I know, these people dont have any things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thats all folks. Later. xoxo gossipguy ere muah3x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-4529593425491333230?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4529593425491333230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4529593425491333230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4529593425491333230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4529593425491333230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-suddenly-got-big-brother.html' title='I suddenly got big brother.'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-770068388950231385</id><published>2009-03-04T21:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T01:47:53.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i loike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ing'/><title type='text'>Angling</title><content type='html'>Hello, hi, hola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah,  rite now i am typing again to waste my stupid time here like other bloggers. Yeah lame bloggers whom write their feelings, opinions, ideas and etc. My job here is not the same like others. I am writing here to make you laugh. Ouh Yeah, make you my brothers and sisters, laughing your ass off. Pardon me if what i type here did not make you all laugh. Maybe you have a dry sense of humor. Yeah, probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm here to share with you my experience of fishing. Yeah, for your information, fishing is a sport. Again, i rephrase, its a sport. Please believe me, it is a motherfathing sport. LMAO. I dont know who the jerk that put fishing into this category. Maybe that jerk has a 9.7/10 stupidity and he even beats lotfi's record of 9.58 for hitting other car side mirror by his CLK(cute little kancil) and darwin 9.569 for creating the evolution theory. Mine is i dont know. You tell me later. So, okay fishing is a sport, same goes with golf. Ouh yeah golf. LMAO. Again man, who the dude that categorized this thingy. WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, i think so, i went fishing. Me, my little brother and my greatsupercool-daddy with his buddy. His name was Ujang. I think hes a JAWA. I suddenly recall what Lotfi had told me earlier this evening about Jawa people. They were actually not Mat Indon or what we called PATI(pendatangasingtanpaizin). These people had lived in Malaysia for a long time and the causation why they still have the slang, It is because they lived in one clic. Which usually, the areas that you are very familliar like Batu Pahat,  Muar, Klang, and etc. LOL, I just went to petpets house at Klang. I can see alotsa dragonfruit farm there. Then i went weird lah. The second foolest dude on earth just told me that mat jawa really fond to dragonfruit and i believe in him and you dont ask me why.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i am way too crappy. So yeah, i went fishing. It was really fun. You know. Okay2, let me share with you something. It is not easy to catch a fish. You need to prepare a good bait, a nice hooks, and a fengshui rods. Oyeah, for your information, fishes got their own taste too. Eg; patin likes gardenia bread, ikan keli likes cengkerik, haruan likes katak puru. I just list some examples there. So, if any dudes out there want to try fishing. Go to hell. You don't even want to. It is so damn difficult. Theres a chinese saying goes, To win a war, u must know your enemy fers.(This one is the fake ones. Try find out yourself, i forgot la the actual words and phrase.) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my father and his dude Ujang were discussing about the baits, I am in a state of mundane mood. Doing nothing. So i set my own rods lah. I went fishing first using my own rods. While my brother, i dunno where he went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sa65XlIIEhI/AAAAAAAAA5w/HKNO0oC3D78/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sa65XlIIEhI/AAAAAAAAA5w/HKNO0oC3D78/s200/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309384825470718482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is sofucking cute. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, generally fishing is tiring and wasting time. Why im telling you this, it is because im sitting there for 4 hours and did not get a single fish. What i got was a pain in the neck, backache, and hungriness. For your information, you  actually did not notice that it was 4 hours passed you. It is like the same feeling waiting for KTM. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother : One Tilapia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sa675cxfVMI/AAAAAAAAA6I/657StbOl4xU/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sa675cxfVMI/AAAAAAAAA6I/657StbOl4xU/s200/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309387606367098050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sa675SC4h5I/AAAAAAAAA6A/LIWTOIroJWk/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sa675SC4h5I/AAAAAAAAA6A/LIWTOIroJWk/s200/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309387603487262610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pity small tilapia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: NONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKfuckFUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FATHERandUJANG:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were fighting getting the most fishes. I forgot the total. It is just uncountable.LOL. For them was a fishing fiesta. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sa6740S3OPI/AAAAAAAAA54/gmrD-LUu3AU/s1600-h/25012009%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sa6740S3OPI/AAAAAAAAA54/gmrD-LUu3AU/s200/25012009%28010%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309387595501222130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, they even got their fishes lined up. And u can see there the biggest ikan keli there is bigger than the 100 plus 1500 ml bottle. Huge doods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iN CONCLUSION: dO TRY FISHING, BUT MAKE SURE U HAVE THE TALENTS. SEE EVERY SPORTS NEED TALENTS. IF YOU DONT HAVE ONE GET LOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later doods. Toodles. xoxo gossipguy muah3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-770068388950231385?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/770068388950231385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=770068388950231385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/770068388950231385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/770068388950231385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/03/angling.html' title='Angling'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sa65XlIIEhI/AAAAAAAAA5w/HKNO0oC3D78/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-5270949785859220049</id><published>2009-03-03T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:32:11.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lull</title><content type='html'>Hello there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, recently things not going so well for me. Many things. Big things. Small things. Medium-size thing. ooouuhhh. WTF. Im really so ****ed up. Like the song from Kevin Rudolph "he show his middle finger to the world".......wow......i defintely want to do that. TO THE WORLD MAN. Its like usually the middle finger is pointed to someone or somebody or you perhaps. We talking abt world man. Can you imagine how a MOTHERfather can this dude be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, first and foremost, i just apparently celebrated my 18th birthday 3 days ago. It is so ....urms.....not bad la.....So, i would like to deliver my greatest gratitude to all dudes and dudettes that wish me and would like to throw me a party. But then, as usual, family plans get in my way.&lt;br /&gt;Ouh Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my birthday was celbrated at my kampung. Hurmss. What really happen was i did not really celebrated there. My super-dad asked me to follow him to get some kelapas at kampung. There you have it. My birth-day, going back to kampung,take some kelapas. Best day of my life. Memorable and Unforgettable. OOhhssss.Shite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived Kg. Noon. Kelapa tersusun nicely under the shelf. Mak busu shouting. Get the pengopek kulit behind the house. Starts working my ass off. One kelapa at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st kelapa : ini nampak muda but then buat inti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said wht is inti. then busu said inti la. ouh inti kueh. aah. kueh ape. kueh koci la. perh. melakat. dulu busu ada igt ade uncle ni jual kueh. pak man londan. hahaa bunyi cam pondan je. asal londan. entah. ko nih dah arwah tu.oh okay. tapi kueh die sdap. perghh. dulu die bawak basikal je. kueh kegemaran bapak kau. 2 sen je satu. die kayuh punya kayuh dari serkam pantai, dengan loceng die lagi budak2 sume kejar die. sume berebut la. pa man paman, kueh koci 10, talam boku 10. ape bende talam boku tu. kueh le, ko x pena rase. tak tau. ade kueh lapis2 rase durian. perghh...meleleh. nenek kau selalu buat. ouh yeke. maen telan je bukan tau name. lpastu bawak le balik, busu ngan bapak ko. balik2 kene mara dengan nenek. apsal ko beli ngan pak man londan. ko tau x die pengotor. kencing tepi jalan berdiri lepastu pegang2 kueh. busu rilek je makan. tapi sebab die x basuh tgn kot rase sedap gile. kalah kfc. pergh...rileks je. ko tau anak busu tu, yg anak dare tu masak sume terlebih. bukan maen masin. die asyik2 kate ok je. kite nak bagi sedap hati die ckp je la sedap.hahaha. busu terbaek. bole jadi bapa mithali. ha;ah.habis air kelapa ni bole minum x. bole le. tapi x sedap mane. cube ko tgk pokok ustat sblah sane. ustat tu sdare ke. haáh ko tatau ke. oooo yeke....sape lagi sdare kite. satu kawasan ni sdare. bnyak la pupu die tu. lagi dekat lagi rapat la.yg kire area laen2 tu dah bau bau bacang le. ouh. apsal x kenal eh. ko le. balik sini je tido. memang le x kenal. ok2 . apsal ngan kelapa ustat tu. ko tgk pokok die tinggi kan. aah. apsal. itu air die memang le kaw. kaw cemane. ha ko rase air ni. gulp3x. ok je. pahit skit la. haaaaaa.kat atas tu ko tgk rase die bergas. 5 bintang busu ckp. air kelapa ni kalau dpt rasa gas die. pergh kalah coke. fuyoooo(baru ku tau uncle ku ini seorg yg lebat berkata2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, wht u can read here is a conversation between me and my busu. baru 1 kelapa. u see every kelapa have it own story. so i tear a lotsa kelapas. kelapa tua. kelapa muda isi lembut. kelapa muda isi inti.there u have it. 3 types of kelapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i filled around 3 gunis of ccnt bymyself. while my brader went to pekan buy ape tah. When he got back he gave me one belalang kunyit. he said bela lah. apsal. xde kerja. taktau sukahati. jumpa mane. kat tepi kelapa tadi. besa gile. belalang ape ni. abah cakap belalang kunyit. ouh. mane nak simpan. kat umah ade kotak ikan laga lagi kan.haáh. letak la situ.abis ni nak letak mane skarang. carik botol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pergh...im the one who suddenly hv to find bottle.wtf.nice bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thts it. im lazy to tell abt wht hppn at kg. so then i went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sa1avYuuPCI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/1Y1i7AuoXJk/s1600-h/Image0qwq12300+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sa1avYuuPCI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/1Y1i7AuoXJk/s320/Image0qwq12300+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308999305878453282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own belalang kunyit. Dah ade nama. Pak belalang. Pak lalang. But then if cl its name bukan pandang pon. lol. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ill tell my second story later. abt fishing. later doods. xoxo gossipguy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-5270949785859220049?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/5270949785859220049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=5270949785859220049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5270949785859220049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5270949785859220049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/03/lull.html' title='Lull'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/Sa1avYuuPCI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/1Y1i7AuoXJk/s72-c/Image0qwq12300+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4288979913833657986</id><published>2009-02-19T21:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:33:46.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ngahhaha'/><title type='text'>Abstruse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekali lagi kepada kalian, hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa kalian tidak mahu membalas sapaan saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, dengan ini saya menganggap kalian sombong dengan saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidak mengapa sih, masih ada lagi mereka2 yang mahu berkawan dengan saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang tua2 selalu mengatakan orang yang sombong selalu rugi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, amek kau hidung tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, baik kalian berfikir skali lagi jikalau mahu membalas sapaan saya. Jangan risau, jangan gundah, jangan segan mahupun membelakangi saya. Saya tidak makan manusia seperti kalian. Saya cuma seorang manusia biasa. Makan macam kalian. Tidak percaya?. Haish macam mana mahu bikin kalian percaya ya. KETAWA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dah3. Lantak sukahati koranglah mahu percaya atau tidak. Saya cuma mahu menaip sesuka hati saya saja pada masa kini. Hal ini demikian, ada sesuatu mesej yang ingin saya sampaikan. Yeahs, satu mesej saja. Tidak lebih tidak kurang. Mengapa anda mahu lebih dimana pada masa yang sama anda boleh dapat satu je. Eh3, lebih2 pula. Hish. Nak lebih buat sendiri lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay3, kepada lengchai dan lenglai yang ada dan sedang membaca gabungan huruf, sukukata, perkataan, ayat yang membikin perenggan demi perenggan lalu mnghasilkan karya bertajuk. Ape aku mengeling ni. Maafkan saya kerana tersidestep topik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahs, kembali kepada mesej.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secara amnya mesej yang saya ingin sampaikan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:Siapakah diri anda sebenarnya ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boleh tolong tak, okay bila saya kata pejam mata, anda pejam selama 24 saat dan anda cuba imbas kembali perkara yang anda baru sahaja buat dalam 10 minit yang lepas dan pada anda baru lahir. Yeahs. Baru lahir. Pandai-pandai la bahagi kan masa 24 saat itu. Saya cuma boleh menasihati anda kalau boleh separuh kan masa tu. Jangan buka mata tau. Hish. Tak best la camni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay SILA PEJAM MATA ANDA SEKARANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jikalau anda membaca nombor2 ini sah anda buka mata anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT LA WEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, seterusnya anda boleh kongsi bersama saya apa yang telah anda lalui dalam 24 saat yang penuh misteri bersama saya untuk mengenali diri anda dengan lebih mendalam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios.Sudah sekian lama aku tak merapu dalam blog.LOL.&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/5272381640310486317-4288979913833657986?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4288979913833657986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4288979913833657986' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4288979913833657986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4288979913833657986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2009/02/abstruse.html' title='Abstruse'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4527399172226391705</id><published>2008-12-31T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T02:42:27.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-motivation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guiltyness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad deed'/><title type='text'>Bestiality</title><content type='html'>I did something horrible today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Immorality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's what they called it.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i am suffering. With all the pain and agony, I can't resist. Ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once said to myself&lt;br /&gt;"Why all people do bad things. Did they didnt afraid of GOD. Did they &lt;span&gt;lose consciousness of god. How could they&lt;/span&gt;....."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                            -from the mmnt i can talk until 13 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am innocent that time.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes with all the ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Dont pretend u r not. Bullshyte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tipu,rompak,rasuah,curi,bunuh,rogol,dendam,lancap,bunuh diri,perang,tikam blakang member,romen,make out,kiss,xpakai tudung,usha porno,kutuk,mencarut,minum arak,keluar tmpt maksiat,usha aurat,politik wang....banyak ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, i realized, when we getting matured, that  it is easier said than done. When you try to manage your own responsible and obligation, try to protect what you loved, try to enjoy yourself to the fullest, to search for happiness, to keep secrets, to seek revenge on someone you hated so much, to take advantage on other weaklings.......you/we tend to cross the boundary....our own religion. Yes, we forget HIM,the most merciful, the almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, .....i dont want to be honest to you. Haish. What I did was ....something bad...and thats it. You could ask me privately if you want to know ^-^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-4527399172226391705?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4527399172226391705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4527399172226391705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4527399172226391705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4527399172226391705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/12/bestiality.html' title='Bestiality'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-2741502199040569451</id><published>2008-12-30T02:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T04:02:22.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scooter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excitement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roads'/><title type='text'>Mirabilia</title><content type='html'>That stands for miracle. Just want to fancy things up.^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today. Hmm. I was doing something crazy. Way crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuda asked me whether I can give him a ride to The Curve. Guess what. I said yes. I was kinda weird because I said yes. Hmmm. Usually, not that usual, when kuda asked me a favor or something i am kinda rejecting his requests because it just too silly and crappy. I always came up with excuses, increasing my tone to him, and bullied him. Yeah, i am a bully. A BIG bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact of feeling the guiltyness, i am happy and feeling good for helping him. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not help&lt;/span&gt; actually. So, yeah. I'm having good times with kuda. Best tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the timeline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1323 p.m: Rise and shine, its butt whippin time.&lt;br /&gt;1328 : Kuda called. Asked me to pick him up at kl sentral. I said "babi, mak aku x kasi bwak keter...nak test ngan jpj ni. Kuda said: Naek scoot je ah. I said okayh.&lt;br /&gt;1600: Take a shower. Kuda arrived kl sentral. He said "weh, cepat ah amek aku ni". WTF weh.&lt;br /&gt;1630: I txtd to him"baru nak gerak ni weh stgah jam okay sayang! muah3x gossip guy ere.&lt;br /&gt;1658: Arrived Sentral. Met him. First word uttered from my mouth, the brain didnt process the word at all. Muncung(ths joke is 4 sme ppl only). Haha.&lt;br /&gt;1703:Gerak to Damansara baby. Its kuda's line. I just typed it there. Its his first time to see and visit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE CURVE&lt;/span&gt;.Have a nice ride with him. With all the false signals, hitting the red lights, crossing the double lanes, nearly hit a truck, make a wrong way, u-turn where the board showed u cant u-turn there. Grinned all the way. Me and Kuda. Dumb and Dumbest. Breaking the law of the JPJ's.&lt;br /&gt;1758: Managed to arrive the curve. Kuda was shedding tears of joyness when he saw the radiance and glitterness of The Curve.Exageratting.&lt;br /&gt;1800:Makan mcd, jalan2, saw keli working he's ass off at Starbucks the curve(woi member2 sekalian, keli keje starbucks yang belah borders bukan belah cineleisure). Tease him while hes working. Bess dow. Buying tickets at cineleisure. Watching Dead of what dead ape tah. Seram oh. At last, i met Hedia. The famous girl that everybody keep saying and cheering her name at dorm. Spokt's girl. I am a lame. Drink Frapucino ice blended with cream and caramel on top at starbuk with them. Watching movie together. Owlet txtd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shyte, shes gna hands off her phne to the trainer in couple of hours. I gave her a cll. Spoke to her. Try my best to keep her calm. Shes kept saying this words. Shit happens. This what her mum told her when shes nagging to her mum abt the phne. Im wrried. Not having her. And our last conversation. Always thought of her of being insecured. Sial la. Im watching a horror movie and these things comes back. Ruining my mood.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000: Movie started.&lt;br /&gt;2200: Finished with the movie. I said to kuda"ko nak ke mana ni, ade game ke malam ni?" Kuda said"aku ikut ko je". Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like this. Things got more exciting. Im wondering that if I can buy a pair of futsal shoes so I can play another day. I plan to go to Uptown cause it is nearby. But, the thing is i dont know where the hell is uptown since like the majlis relocate to a new place. I said" So, kuda kita akan ke DOWNTOWN, CHERAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is crazy dude. From UPTOWN to DOWNTOWN. With scooter. Me and Kuda. Dumb and Dumbest. SO yeah. COOLIO. We went to many kind of highways. You named it. I dont recall the names sorry. LOL. Masuk terowong at lembah highway at damansara and  yelled till our lungs out. WOOHOO. Entered busy street of MIDTOWN. Jalan pudu. Puduraya. Actually, i cant remember well the roads when on scoot in night. Thanks to mr.signboards. Send regards to your wife and children eh.^-^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2250: Arrived Downtown. P*N*S got cramp. No blood flows. Buy shoes, real madrid jersey,totenham jersey(kuda belanja, sayang anda).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was, i met Teacher Faniza and her family. Weh, its so touching. Tegur mereka. Alangkah gumbiranya diriku. Kuda also tegur. Dia cepat2 threw the cigr off his fingers. Nasib je. So, tchr said besok PMR results. With the angker and stuffs, bolehkah mereka mencapai keputusan hebat. Soalan begitu buatku terpaku. Hell i didnt care abt them. I'm finished with school already. Sorry teacher, tidak berniat untuk berpura2  dan buat2 ketawa. Its just im changing the topics. haha. Teacher said baik2 dengan motor. Berhati2. Wah, she is so motherish. Way more than my mother. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0032: mum txtd. Balik. Besok ada driving lessons. Haha. Kene balik. Suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0050: Kuda sampai rumah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01??: Sampai rumah. Kesejukan(*im kinda lazy rite now to explain everything in details)Then watch Mamma Mia.Tiba2 jadi fan of ABBA. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0341: Finished with this post. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo its gossip guy....^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-2741502199040569451?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/2741502199040569451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=2741502199040569451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2741502199040569451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2741502199040569451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/12/mirabilia.html' title='Mirabilia'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-8331190132354778594</id><published>2008-12-22T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:24:16.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='troublesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desperation'/><title type='text'>Where am i?</title><content type='html'>To those who are reading these, I'm indeed need your help. Yes, Y   O   U. I am lost right now. Can you give me some directions or guidance? Are you sure you can help me? Can you promise me a safe way to where i am heading? can you guarantee me this? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the problem is i don't know where i am going. Haish. Can somebody out there help me? I am indeed need a shoulder to cry now. SobSobSob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let me tell you a story. About a person. Who lives a life of full of lies. Yes, he is a real liar. He never ever speak the truth. This person is so selfish. He will do everything, anything, whatever to achieve his goals. Plus, he is a real good actor. He is a good ones. One of the best you ever seen. He can be the whole caboodle. Man. He is dangerous. Maybe you will think, he is the nicest ever person in the world, mr. nice guy, but for sure, he hid his true color inside him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always question myself, does he ever satisfied with whatever he does. I mean in long term period. Of course not. Does he realizes it? In some kind of way, i just knew that he already thought about it. But he could not do nothing. Even, i could not do anything to change him. We both need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, again i rephrase, please anyone, help me. I don't know what is my problem. I just feel in need of companion. I think so. About this guy, i am not sure about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as i thought. No one can help me. Even you do not know where exactly we are? where are we heading? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping this will help me to sort stuff out and make sense of my needful things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-8331190132354778594?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/8331190132354778594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=8331190132354778594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/8331190132354778594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/8331190132354778594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-am-i.html' title='Where am i?'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-6016871613338164966</id><published>2008-12-17T12:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:41:36.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, i'm back. </title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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So, did you all miss me? &lt;/span&gt;HAHA. Anyway, I have many stories to share and to tell. Hope you guys enjoy it. Plus, if you all have any advices or comments, feel free to drop it: P. By the way, I change the title of the blog which is previously consensus gentium. Sometimes, we need some changes right? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, I’ve just finished my spm exams(sfx:whatawonderfulworld). Harharhar. I am no longer a schoolboy. So, there are many things to explore outside there since I am no longer being caged behind bars of alamshaz(not Alcatraz)lol. But, curiosity kills the cat, so, I will be more cautious in the future. No drugs and alcohols. Hope so. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okay, let it stop there. I am not talking about future here. Since like we cannot predict what could happen. Basically, I am thinking that it is not too bad living in Alam Shah after all. Alam Shah really taught me something. It really does. Whether it is spiritually or physically or whatever it is, generally it is about how to survive in life after all. They called it surviving skills. It sounded like television series The Survivor, outcast…….sort of but I am not kidding you. Lol. Joking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But, i missed all the peeps there. AUWWW. All the memories we shared. The bond between us. Sob3x. I cannot write it anymore. It sounded so gay. LOL. So, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;JERKS 0408&lt;/span&gt;, thanks tau. So, you want to know how we celebrated SPM in Alam Shah? Ive put a good picture to descibe it. But, to Akaun students, no hard feelings oh, because the guys who make this very sengal. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SUh9OC9H8wI/AAAAAAAAAzI/QfldL5HxkUM/s1600-h/kalendar+maut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SUh9OC9H8wI/AAAAAAAAAzI/QfldL5HxkUM/s320/kalendar+maut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280608243356791554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okay, thats it. Im feeling better now to finish this post. For such a long time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Adios, mi amor, amigos, el muchas, del toro, antonio banderas and ricky martin. Ciao ^_^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-6016871613338164966?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/6016871613338164966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=6016871613338164966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6016871613338164966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/6016871613338164966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby-im-back.html' title='Baby, i&apos;m back. '/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SUh9OC9H8wI/AAAAAAAAAzI/QfldL5HxkUM/s72-c/kalendar+maut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-657041011709002275</id><published>2008-08-24T05:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T05:06:17.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>liu xiang vs ketam guy</title><content type='html'>The 2nd heat of alamsholympics.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;110 m hurdles mixed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will the ketam man win...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e42fd6d1a9d49400" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De42fd6d1a9d49400%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262101%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7EFB6B8E09118F09EBB4E341EA8E6FD8638FEF8E.30FBFCEF43AF092E55446A881BDFBD5319B0B74C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De42fd6d1a9d49400%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0edDGZSIiNz-6TKU8Avt7eeez5I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De42fd6d1a9d49400%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262101%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7EFB6B8E09118F09EBB4E341EA8E6FD8638FEF8E.30FBFCEF43AF092E55446A881BDFBD5319B0B74C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De42fd6d1a9d49400%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0edDGZSIiNz-6TKU8Avt7eeez5I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-657041011709002275?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e42fd6d1a9d49400&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/657041011709002275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=657041011709002275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/657041011709002275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/657041011709002275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/08/liu-xiang-vs-ketam-guy.html' title='liu xiang vs ketam guy'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-8329509681841957545</id><published>2008-08-24T04:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T05:00:19.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALAMSHOLYMPICS</title><content type='html'>Since a long time, i did not write something in this blog. This time i would like to have a different approach to any visitors here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehm, would you imagine, to see a young ambitious, stupid malaya kid to have their own olympics. It is wrong to condemned them.  We should  praise them  and support them because they are gifted peoples who need caring and loving. Enjoy this videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-afe2063f99310a4a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dafe2063f99310a4a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262101%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62CB364AE8F0A57F4014E9FE25A61A5A85349948.1239F0EF755237CF62484385B21CCC4CED5EADA7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dafe2063f99310a4a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dooi5-I1EY9qVDQUyitz_iWtIl48&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dafe2063f99310a4a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331262101%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62CB364AE8F0A57F4014E9FE25A61A5A85349948.1239F0EF755237CF62484385B21CCC4CED5EADA7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dafe2063f99310a4a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dooi5-I1EY9qVDQUyitz_iWtIl48&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-8329509681841957545?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=afe2063f99310a4a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/8329509681841957545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=8329509681841957545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/8329509681841957545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/8329509681841957545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/08/alamsholympics.html' title='ALAMSHOLYMPICS'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4261786654691652743</id><published>2008-08-21T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:24:06.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><title type='text'>Battle Log 1408-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing has ever seen to be enough for mankind anymore. Satisfaction is never achieved. People are always demanding for more, better and higher quality of living. Such a phenomenon has turned out to be the main factor that caused humans to be neglecting towards an appreciation and thankfulness. Long has it been since the last time I saw people being thankful especially to God. Instead of bragging, whining and complaining all the time, humans should always remember to be thankful for what they had rather than begging for more all the time. It is already good enough that one has something that he had never has before. A little piece of bread is indeed better than not having even a single grain to be swallowed into the stomach of a hungry man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But unfortunately, when an incident such as this great loss happens, people would once again be reminded of this particular fact once more.  In times of leisure and happiness, people never appreciate what they see, hear, smell or even touch around them. Be more appreciative, dear society. Love all the small people and things around you, while they are still here. Who knows, that the next morning you wake up from bed, when you open your eyes, you may no longer see the bright sun shining into your bedroom windows. The wind may not blow everyday. Do not wait till God takes them away from you, for when that occurs, it might have been way too late. Regret would be no more than just meaningless tears and weeps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-4261786654691652743?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4261786654691652743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4261786654691652743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4261786654691652743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4261786654691652743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/08/battle-log-1408-2.html' title='Battle Log 1408-2'/><author><name>wuffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uo44DNzZFHA/Seiv5oItQZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JKzbm2p5F8I/S220/gamble.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-8492988413248514297</id><published>2008-08-21T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T12:11:46.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle Log 1408-1</title><content type='html'>It ought to serve as an important lesson to all. People should always be reminded of such lesson. And for such a terrible thing to take place, it could not choose for a better time to present itself. Of all the times in the universe, why does it have to be at that moment? The burden is already heavy enough to be beared, especially for him. It is as if he is carrying the world on his back, while walking on top of a spinning bright shining sun. But the heck are we humans, to deny the fate set by the Almighty. Of course nobody ever wished for such an incident to occur at this kind of moment. Maybe it is just another way God reminds us all of His greatness. The loss of the person whom you loved and cared the most in your life. The pain of bearing a sudden loss like that is indeed unimaginably incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But from that incident also I was reminded of something that I have always forgotten. Quite frankly, I don’t think that I am the sole person who tends to forget this, but so does the rest of us out there. In this vast growing world, mankind is getting demanding in a way. For no solid reason, it seems that mankind is becoming greedier each day that passed. Maybe this is due to the fact that life nowadays are getting easier and richer everyday. The mind set of humanity has changed entirely. The rapidly growing wealth and living state condition is causing people to feel insufficient almost all the time. Each second we shall hear the individual sitting right next to us whining or complaining about something. This applies to all aspects of life ranging from a simple matter like food up to things like politics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-8492988413248514297?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/8492988413248514297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=8492988413248514297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/8492988413248514297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/8492988413248514297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/08/battle-log-1408-1.html' title='Battle Log 1408-1'/><author><name>wuffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uo44DNzZFHA/Seiv5oItQZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JKzbm2p5F8I/S220/gamble.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-341220623523892409</id><published>2008-08-16T22:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T01:26:31.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regresa a Mi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SKblplznVLI/AAAAAAAAAW4/-qh4VeIot5M/s1600-h/IMG_2567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SKblplznVLI/AAAAAAAAAW4/-qh4VeIot5M/s320/IMG_2567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was shining its scorching hot rays through past the window on this guy. He was sitting on a chair, looking at the ceiling. Thinking. Undecided future, mistakes in the past, debts, last fight, cherish moments. All this memories came haunted the guy head. The hot rays stimulates the sweat pores on the skin as sweat formed on his forehead. Migraine. Ugh.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy had a decision to make. A decision; to chose whether to make his own destiny or to make other peoples happy. As usual, making decision.....always tough. It involves many thing, future, past, relations, feelings, implications and etc. He desperately needed help. I looked at him.  Eyes meets eyes. I understood him very much. I knew I cannot help him. He can only smiles. Small grin.  Melancholy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lived in two different world, two different mediums, different air we breathe in, different environment. There is a boundary between us. The only thing that kept us separated is only the mirror. Yes, He is only a reflection. Reflection of Me. The image formed when object is reflected on plane surfaces. Only that He is inverted. All his problems is mine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew at that time I cannot escape from my own problems. I have to face it. Somehow. People said to jot it down your problems on a piece of paper then throw it away is one method to release your dilemma or whatever. The thing is I don't want these problems to go. It is full of memories. I believe memories sometimes hurt but sometimes lovely. Then, i decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By writing it on your skin is releasing it but at the same time you keep it together with your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye-bye memories. Bye-bye images. Bye-bye problemos.  If we can meet again somehow in the future. Adios Mi Amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-341220623523892409?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/341220623523892409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=341220623523892409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/341220623523892409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/341220623523892409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/08/regresa-mi.html' title='Regresa a Mi'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SKblplznVLI/AAAAAAAAAW4/-qh4VeIot5M/s72-c/IMG_2567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-3128288736171933860</id><published>2008-07-26T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T02:36:28.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SIodKSbL_KI/AAAAAAAAASo/0Wa3zEoNaR4/s1600-h/What+the+hell!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SIodKSbL_KI/AAAAAAAAASo/0Wa3zEoNaR4/s320/What+the+hell!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u imagine how would you like to learn +mat in this some kind of method? I think this teacher believes that in some kind of a way(or should i say) more conventional way is by holding up a mop and pointed to the screen and teach.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this is my + mat class, and we were studying trigoand about grapg specifically. We were sleeping at that moment, most of us. When he suddenly in action, we woke up and laugh at the back andd took this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry sir, if only u knew!........&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-3128288736171933860?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/3128288736171933860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=3128288736171933860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/3128288736171933860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/3128288736171933860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/07/wth.html' title='WTH!!!!!!'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SIodKSbL_KI/AAAAAAAAASo/0Wa3zEoNaR4/s72-c/What+the+hell!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-201699836312227339</id><published>2008-07-13T14:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:19:04.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is undoubtful (pt1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, being a person, student, Muslim, son, earthlings at the same time would never been easy. Yes, its true. Now, I truly understand what the purpose of "life". The answer for that is simple. Enjoy it. Mainly this writing (I should say) is a contribution to all peoples that help me went through this month. Even though, there was ups and downs, I do learn something from it. I think this month, July 2008, would be one of my favorites. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in this month, there was PTA meeting. So, like usual, some lectures from subject teachers complaining stuffs and behaviors. But, my heart turns melancholy when MRS CHELVI did some praises and motivational advices. I did some tears. Yuh, man tears. I should thank mum at that time. Her determination and sacrifices. But, something prevent me from doing so. I regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month also had this inter house basketball finals. It was quite funny because I never played basketball before and we got into finals. I am proud of myself and house. Zaaba vs AmieKids. I dont know what position I played but what I know is that to block people from scoring. lol. Some kind of kuli but it doesn't matter at all. We played very hard and determine to win, luck was not with us, we lost 48-40. Its a norm for me to lost in a game like this because i know we just underdogs facing the school players. That night, we ate some pizzas to celebrate our lost. Thanks guys for teaching me to play basket. I owe you all bros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to pavi. I don't remember when.(within this month). Actually had to 'belanja' Owlet because she skips more than 500. As praises lar go with Owlet. Had some movies. Lepas 'gian' at starbucks. Its like a very looooooooong time i didnt hang out there. Thanks Owlet for teman² me. The, went to sape punye sweet 16 party. Return home at 2. A relief when saw mom already asleep. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F4 again cari pasal. They sneak up at F5 dormitories. They threw some form V clothes into bins. Tampine get mad la. Pity him, now dont have any shirts to wear. So, there was a part of mayhem, chaos, and violence. I like the part when they were yelling to the form 4 level. All form 4 again show their baculness, hiding. Then, Pak Chad came. When there was Pak Chad, things became upside down. Some explanation to him and he said he understands the problems. Thanks to Pak Chad for understands to form V probs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, there was perjuangan Sejarah. SSP came. So, boring. I don't like to SSP because of their ego (sorry but x nak condemn ko). There was like sort of simple exam. The peoples who get below 35, their names will be called and had to stand at the side of the hall. So, yeah. I'm enjoying myself seeing the girls. Even the SSP girls who entered F1 get called up. haha. Sengal UBie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was drama competition. At last, they did it. So many times postpone. 2 times i think. I actually hit Lotfey with belts. Really hard. Actually, we rehearse so many times and never hit him. The audiences making this erhh. I also add my lines too. Sorry Sir. lol. For me this was the last drama i will be acting. So, i done it. Quite sad after the drama after we bow in front of the audiences. The results. We won. Aleemy got the best performer(die baget..siot). Lotfi got the best script. I got nothing. ^_^. I met this metro guy. So jambu. Take some picture with him. lol. gay. Thanks drama team, sir, f4, f5. Thnks very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched Dark Knight at Alamanda. With Kudah and Redii. It was really good. 5 stars dude. The attraction was The Joker. He really done it very well. It was very crazy to watch that movies. Actually, owlet got emo. Her b'day was that day and I watched without telling her.  Its just accidentally  to watch it. So, sorry again Owlet and blame the phone for being wrecked and cannot messaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week trial exam. I started to lose my focus. Need some boosters. I think this will be my last post for this month. Anyway, its a relief to finish this. Again, shud I said thanks to all peoples that make July month so happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all. Chill. Out.&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/5272381640310486317-201699836312227339?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/201699836312227339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=201699836312227339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/201699836312227339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/201699836312227339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-is-undoubtful-pt1.html' title='life is undoubtful (pt1)'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-3416933006132015058</id><published>2008-07-13T05:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T06:02:15.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boringness that turns bad.......</title><content type='html'>Well, it happens around two weeks ago . It is the Hari Kemerlangan Day. So, i was very annoyed and rebellious to stay at the hall watching peoples get prizes and envy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy name Loque that sat beside me complained;&lt;br /&gt;"Kamal, what are we going to do now?"&lt;br /&gt;I said to loque " Dude,  how bout we take pictures ," with a broad grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it looks like,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_m_ZTMXI/AAAAAAAAAPw/uWVohpjijCg/IMG_1147.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_m_ZTMXI/AAAAAAAAAPw/uWVohpjijCg/IMG_1147.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_lQDPKSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aaeFCi-CPbU/IMG_1146.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_lQDPKSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aaeFCi-CPbU/IMG_1146.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_pCWV-qI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1OFR993eGQg/IMG_1148.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_pCWV-qI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1OFR993eGQg/IMG_1148.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also capture others too........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_rk9XtoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/SWlbEUN-49M/IMG_1149.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_rk9XtoI/AAAAAAAAAIs/SWlbEUN-49M/IMG_1149.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_uBVlPKI/AAAAAAAAAP0/BeB6Aj6rMME/IMG_1153.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_uBVlPKI/AAAAAAAAAP0/BeB6Aj6rMME/IMG_1153.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_xa3TI2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/meHPeG7nCfc/IMG_1155.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_xa3TI2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/meHPeG7nCfc/IMG_1155.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passes by,  the majlis in front turns uglier, others started to sleep. Me and loque were facing each other. Evil thoughts started to overpower the goodness inside me. I become self-unconscious. I become one with two horns on forehead. And this is what happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_zhgUcSI/AAAAAAAAAP8/dLOMCjpdILM/IMG_1158.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_zhgUcSI/AAAAAAAAAP8/dLOMCjpdILM/IMG_1158.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_2Ef7f4I/AAAAAAAAAQE/raxk2hCbpBA/IMG_1160.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_2Ef7f4I/AAAAAAAAAQE/raxk2hCbpBA/IMG_1160.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_0z6FF5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/QBFLLpHlP_U/IMG_1159.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_0z6FF5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/QBFLLpHlP_U/IMG_1159.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_5ERrLiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/w7NdkwB4X2c/IMG_1161.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_5ERrLiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/w7NdkwB4X2c/IMG_1161.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO take peoples sleep was really a satisfaction that can be enjoyed. But, then i felt very empty. There was no flavors in that feelings. Sweet, sour, hot, spicy are not exist. A sudden break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, came this guy; junior, form 3 i think, was telling me that Mr Perumal was searching for me. The cursing words started to mumbled on my mouth. I was thinking this maybe another IT. Then, i went to see him at the east section of the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am facing him. The teacher who always looks for help that i didn't like to do even it is a charity or whatever. A normal request from him.&lt;br /&gt;"Please help me with this V cam. You just record the normal shots la. Then pass it to me after finish."&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting a word called "belanja"from him. But, i know its just a blind hope.Looking into his eyes , trying to send a deny answer telepathically, did not work. Then, i just go, hesitantly, do the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the cam, just take several records. These how it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAE4NI-4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/-XgQ6VaP7B4/IMG_1166.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAE4NI-4I/AAAAAAAAAKE/-XgQ6VaP7B4/IMG_1166.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAJpRnwjI/AAAAAAAAAKU/oWDsSx2AtjI/IMG_1168.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAJpRnwjI/AAAAAAAAAKU/oWDsSx2AtjI/IMG_1168.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAMayKRfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/k6wyWjnX6RQ/IMG_1169.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAMayKRfI/AAAAAAAAAKc/k6wyWjnX6RQ/IMG_1169.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAWvz_BUI/AAAAAAAAALA/LWCvJX4SyPk/IMG_1173.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAWvz_BUI/AAAAAAAAALA/LWCvJX4SyPk/IMG_1173.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAY1oDmdI/AAAAAAAAALI/6m7RoUfnrUM/IMG_1174.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAY1oDmdI/AAAAAAAAALI/6m7RoUfnrUM/IMG_1174.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAniIEVnI/AAAAAAAAAL4/IDxKnGBbXSg/IMG_1181.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAniIEVnI/AAAAAAAAAL4/IDxKnGBbXSg/IMG_1181.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuda(the person who helps me with some snaps) also have some poses to......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAfyiQeWI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Nq8FgOGo7C0/IMG_1177.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCAfyiQeWI/AAAAAAAAAQM/Nq8FgOGo7C0/IMG_1177.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCABHKRFfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/1DgGjVOpxy0/IMG_1164.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCABHKRFfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/1DgGjVOpxy0/IMG_1164.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of my work, came this guy, that annoys me a lot. He just came from nowhere and messed up with me. Then, we actually have a small fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_7wKRW7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Q7J4YoYr1fM/IMG_1162.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_7wKRW7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Q7J4YoYr1fM/IMG_1162.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"hey, sengal do kau, tade kije laen ke. Nak charge tempat laen la wei."&lt;br /&gt;"tade tempat laen nak wat cemane."&lt;br /&gt;"pigi mampuss sama kau la wei, ko nyibuk pehal, apak ko nye extension ke."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i laughed out loud. He was retreating himself. Victorious. The music of "we are the champions" plays harmonically in the air. The smell of pride mix together with the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, bla..bla..bla.. the function is over already. I just pass back the V cam and ciao. That day ends up, with me watching bupahrah tree( a thai ghost mvie)  at the tutorial room with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCA6EuDFDI/AAAAAAAAAMw/hz0OTYjW9PM/IMG_1188.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHCA6EuDFDI/AAAAAAAAAMw/hz0OTYjW9PM/IMG_1188.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-3416933006132015058?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/3416933006132015058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=3416933006132015058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/3416933006132015058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/3416933006132015058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/07/boringness-that-turns-bad.html' title='Boringness that turns bad.......'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_m_ZTMXI/AAAAAAAAAPw/uWVohpjijCg/s72-c/IMG_1147.jpg?imgmax=512' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-5151337398236708746</id><published>2008-07-13T04:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T05:02:40.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gayness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_gtRFJeI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NXc6WZFjXL0/IMG_1144.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_gtRFJeI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NXc6WZFjXL0/IMG_1144.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_c2bSDlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/y45UagZjacU/IMG_1140.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_c2bSDlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/y45UagZjacU/IMG_1140.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_iuiUAHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/hRljjvDbiy4/IMG_1145.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_iuiUAHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/hRljjvDbiy4/IMG_1145.jpg?imgmax=512" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_iuiUAHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/hRljjvDbiy4/IMG_1145.jpg?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-5151337398236708746?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/5151337398236708746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=5151337398236708746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5151337398236708746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5151337398236708746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/07/gayness.html' title='Gayness'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/dburke011/SHB_gtRFJeI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NXc6WZFjXL0/s72-c/IMG_1144.jpg?imgmax=512' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-2583256258499573828</id><published>2008-06-02T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T18:23:31.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masalah Negara!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Beberapa hari yang lalu, saya dan bapa sedang menunggu kereta  untuk disiapkan&lt;br /&gt;di workshop berdekatan, apabila seorang gadis singgah dan  bertanyakan&lt;br /&gt;sebuah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;tujuh-ratus- sepuloh (710).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt; Kami berpandangan sesama sendiri, dan&lt;br /&gt;seorang pelanggan bertanyakan, "Apa benda tujuh-ratus- sepuloh tu?" Gadis&lt;br /&gt;itu mejawab "Awak tahu kan, benda kecil di bahagian tengah injin, saya&lt;br /&gt;telah kehilangannya dan memerlukan yang baru." Gadis itu menambah bahwa dia&lt;br /&gt;tidak berapa tahu benda itu, tapi benda itu ada di situ setiap masa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mekanik kami memberikan dia kertas dan pen dan meminta gadis tersebut&lt;br /&gt;melakarkan bagaimana rupa benda itu. Gadis itu melukis  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;" &gt;satu bulatan dan di&lt;br /&gt;tengahnya bertulis 710.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; Mekanik kami masih ragu-ragu. Dia kemudiannya&lt;br /&gt;membawa  gadis tersebut ke kereta lain yang 'hood'nya memang terbuka keatas,&lt;br /&gt;dan  terpampang lah bahagian injin kereta itu yang masih belum siap&lt;br /&gt;diservis. Dia  bertanyakan pada gadis itu "adakah benda 710 itu di kereta&lt;br /&gt;ini?". Gadis itu  menuding dan berkata,"Sudah tentu lah, itu dia&lt;br /&gt;bendanya.... ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SEPJ5lvnmhI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vGAhbg-CTuU/s1600-h/pic26500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SEPJ5lvnmhI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vGAhbg-CTuU/s200/pic26500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207227585391991314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-2583256258499573828?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/2583256258499573828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=2583256258499573828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2583256258499573828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2583256258499573828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/06/beberapa-hari-yang-lalu-saya-dan-bapa.html' title='Masalah Negara!!!'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SEPJ5lvnmhI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vGAhbg-CTuU/s72-c/pic26500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-416817270308773785</id><published>2008-06-01T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:52:37.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picturesqueness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SEJjUmOTxTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/h3HOsQ1w_m8/s1600-h/picta+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SEJjUmOTxTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/h3HOsQ1w_m8/s320/picta+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes, what beauty may u find in the nite. I call this magnum opus Bubbly Moon. I hope u overenjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao ^_^&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-416817270308773785?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/416817270308773785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=416817270308773785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/416817270308773785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/416817270308773785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/06/picturesqueness.html' title='Picturesqueness'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SEJjUmOTxTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/h3HOsQ1w_m8/s72-c/picta+098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-5181972214266922111</id><published>2008-05-29T08:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:13:37.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>browsin' cool</title><content type='html'>Its just another day. I woke up today, and I found myself to be in a much calmer state of mind.&lt;br /&gt;It is by nature that people think differently. In life, the truth has always been kept secret. I seldom say this, but perhaps it is for the best. There are just way too many things in stored for us in our journey throughout life lane. We see a lot of things happening, but only a little of us do learn from them, not to be forgetting myself. People always seem to forget that, there’s always a better option in life.&lt;br /&gt;Now bear in mind that I’m not just making a general statement here. But it is by reality that everyday people do overlook at things. We only believe in what we are able to see before our eyes. In other words, they don’t believe in what they can’t see. Frankly, such a situation should only be blamed upon the scientific brains of the modern world, since they are the ones who promoted logical thinking theory. They claim that everything in life has an explanation of its own. Unfortunately, they were wrong. Their belief is true, but then it is not entirely. They neglected the fact of the existence of things which are beyond our limits. Beings which are incapable of being seen or understood by humanity. For example, aliens.&lt;br /&gt;Now, all I wanna say here is for all of us to bear in mind that life is packed full of surprises. None of us can ever predict what is going to happen tomorrow nor even in the next hour. Just be prepared both at heart and in fist. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Be strong&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And together we shall face it off………&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt; Fahim Adwa &lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-5181972214266922111?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/5181972214266922111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=5181972214266922111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5181972214266922111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/5181972214266922111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/05/browsin-cool.html' title='browsin&apos; cool'/><author><name>wuffy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uo44DNzZFHA/Seiv5oItQZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/JKzbm2p5F8I/S220/gamble.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-1271612466722170698</id><published>2008-05-27T20:43:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T03:10:18.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you play with fire......</title><content type='html'>It was 20 April 2008. The environment was calm and  peaceful for me, nevertheless what can you expect a total mayhem could happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was after isya' prayer at Surau that the form Fiver were tell to gather for this EKLGM (Extraordinary Kind Like General Meeting) at normal place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDwhlwdddII/AAAAAAAAACk/Y_kfSIPB7N8/s1600-h/picta+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDwhlwdddII/AAAAAAAAACk/Y_kfSIPB7N8/s200/picta+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205072201880794242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it started wih KN normal intro speech, full of hambarness and etc, starts to api2 all the listeners, but im not affected because im api too; with some other guys better not to mention these names, the topics is "Are form five already loses their Veto power; power or rightfulness to control the school / form two and etc. . So, a good guy like me(aishh) was wondering, with  face  of thousand expressions, wondering, full of thoughts........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDwmqwdddJI/AAAAAAAAACs/QgOk4TxrOpc/s1600-h/picta+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDwmqwdddJI/AAAAAAAAACs/QgOk4TxrOpc/s200/picta+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205077785338279058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, being honest, that was a fake expression only, i actually dont know what happen, so i asked Fahmi (vice-pres of badan ugama) that sitting beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDw6lwdddKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MTry0Ahjpos/s1600-h/picta+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDw6lwdddKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/MTry0Ahjpos/s200/picta+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205099689671488674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Fahmi said, "Bwahsnashprefrukson kreefghsdarutokhanpsfel poiuewertukonaisbatukacang!!!" with saliva spitting everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i opened lot's PDA to find the weird language of Fahmi's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDw_twdddLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gR_rEJVTLEo/s1600-h/picta+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDw_twdddLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gR_rEJVTLEo/s200/picta+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205105324668581042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are out of the topic rite now, its just a SELINGAN...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, then KN speech is continued by this de jure leader Wafiy and he said about conspiracy that form 4 about to take down form V by expelled the last CASE man.... Here are others content about the conspiracy;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form 4 Objectives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To take down form V power as senior at the highest position of "Sistem 4 Lipatan"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To take control of form two&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take care of form two's welfare issues, taxes, insurance cover, protection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take over the school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To do things based on their heart desire&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To brainwash form 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;tell form 2 that next year if they want to get their LICENSE early, they must sit under form 4 armpits (trust me this is just reasons from a kencingers to siape2 yg terkene ^_^)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;said that form V are weak, if there is a battle royale between form 4 and form V they can win easily by calculate the amount of theirs and form V&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and also said that form no longer have the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;HARDCORES &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;which are the 8 person that already been expelled las&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;form V are bapok&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;actually there are many things to write but now i forgot la just skip this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So, this is what the reaction of people in the surau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD2IgwdddMI/AAAAAAAAADE/IcRzMvzcE7s/s1600-h/picta+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD2IgwdddMI/AAAAAAAAADE/IcRzMvzcE7s/s200/picta+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205466840655819970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wafiy and KN Action&amp;amp;Drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD2LjgdddNI/AAAAAAAAADM/mIYvcHSRFpA/s1600-h/picta+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD2LjgdddNI/AAAAAAAAADM/mIYvcHSRFpA/s200/picta+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205470186435343570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD2LlQdddOI/AAAAAAAAADU/MphFUA9s83Y/s1600-h/picta+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD2LlQdddOI/AAAAAAAAADU/MphFUA9s83Y/s200/picta+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205470216500114658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD2LlwdddPI/AAAAAAAAADc/WjVuPVs4Dq4/s1600-h/picta+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD2LlwdddPI/AAAAAAAAADc/WjVuPVs4Dq4/s200/picta+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205470225090049266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD2LmgdddQI/AAAAAAAAADk/gvDv2Ck8oIw/s1600-h/picta+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD2LmgdddQI/AAAAAAAAADk/gvDv2Ck8oIw/s200/picta+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205470237974951170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;So, all people were already influenced by their propaganda and stuffs. Here I want to tell about human weaknesses, when they got angry and pissed, they will never think about consequences and others. So, they united in one voice planned to rumble form 2 at Dewan Putra Perdana, the first time i see this batch united since a long time, years actually, but I am still blank and blur of what had happened...until they finished the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was around 10, i was at 1 B, doing homeworks. Then, seeing Form V rushing along the corridor, heading to dewan. So, I asked what happened, to sape tah. This guy told me they already started the massive, vicious, terror, atrocious, ferocious, terrorism ; gatherings between Form V and Form II, to settle the UNfinished business. I can see the headlines inside my head, Prey meets its Predator, Eyes meet with eyes, blablabla........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go at the scene and saw the innocent form twos being hit, throw with any kind of selipars, you named it; asadi, disada, osaki, bowling(this brand quite famous), aties, jepun mali, sempadan thai mali, being slapped, jackstand/jacksteng/jetstern wutever la and flying kicks were actually flying ^_^. These came from ferociously hatred and full of anger form V. Anxiously wanted 2 kno who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I listed some :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;NOrmal kepala2 every house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Siape2 yang x kapla pon tapi bajet2 pon bley&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yang ade pngalaman fly, rokok, and stuffs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;otaiers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1st batch(i mean bdk dpt 1st batch dlm exam)a.an_+_+_&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the nerdy's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;haha.....expect the unexpected dude!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here some panorama took while the incident still going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD7u6QdddRI/AAAAAAAAADs/BolsKBwWhEI/s1600-h/picta+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD7u6QdddRI/AAAAAAAAADs/BolsKBwWhEI/s200/picta+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205860903905228050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD7u6gdddSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6yWCjFejdRo/s1600-h/picta+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD7u6gdddSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6yWCjFejdRo/s200/picta+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205860908200195362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD7u7QdddTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xKDtNCznW2w/s1600-h/picta+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD7u7QdddTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/xKDtNCznW2w/s200/picta+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205860921085097266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place the incident happen . taking a tyme out 4 guys . watching THEM with a smiley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, i also interviewed the taiko of taiko bro ashree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD7v8QdddUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/RlzETJCwTBo/s1600-h/picta+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD7v8QdddUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/RlzETJCwTBo/s200/picta+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205862037776594242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD7v-QdddVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Kp51zchiX-k/s1600-h/picta+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD7v-QdddVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Kp51zchiX-k/s200/picta+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205862072136332626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what he said,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                        "Bdak² ni memang dah mlampau, ni ha aku tikau hp diorang,baru fontu(form 2) dah                         bwk hp mhl2. Dah ah kedit sekor2 kering. cam **ma* jer. aku kengkadang panass                         gak ah diorang ni.....kecik2 x nak mampo*, dah besa susahkan org je!,                                                 hahahah.Bwk hp ade blu, mne pegi agame, kat kple lutut diorg agaknye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is only a part of bro ashree ceramah's. Pity, pity, pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing i know is that, they are calling form 4 to settle this once and for all, after the form 2 had been tortured 4 2 hours, come the next prey, iqy haziq and gang, three of them, came with hati kering faces. A step on the hall was lyk a hell for them, the form V are kerumun ning diorang and pukul curi ke sana kemari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was a war. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;form V and dorm IV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its ended by The Wardens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point, i could see who are the real bacul, bapok, kecut peoples. It was all form IV. If you were there, you could see how hassan al-hafiz(form IV) was pushed by big tummy of Azam Hensem(form V),  then the incident of ketuk kpale sape tah,  the chasing of Bapaque(form IV)  by the form V and a little close to be hit by Ustzh Rusuw car(gosh), the escape of Tayar(form IV) with a wavy of lemak² of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, all the form V were going back to dormitories celebrating and rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at dorms, changing my bju mly. Try 2 sleep but cannot. Then heard the announcement all the HICOMS are needed at bilik Warden. They we keco2 becoz the police arrived with 2 kereta peronda. The history Alam Shah once again broken with this 2 kereta peronda and around 6 officers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip....(nw was 2.45 in mrng; sleepy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all gather at Hisyamuddin  A4 and was praising with ourselves. And what happens next i can story thru these pictures......Hope u take all lessons in this story. And the next day, was a very BIG day for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD77_wdddWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wkN61ff-yhk/s1600-h/picta+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD77_wdddWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wkN61ff-yhk/s200/picta+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205875292045669730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD78CAdddaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QzfD5_WnIks/s1600-h/picta+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SD78CAdddaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QzfD5_WnIks/s200/picta+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205875330700375458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-1271612466722170698?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/1271612466722170698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=1271612466722170698' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1271612466722170698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/1271612466722170698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-you-play-with-fire.html' title='When you play with fire......'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDwhlwdddII/AAAAAAAAACk/Y_kfSIPB7N8/s72-c/picta+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-4436684303813977898</id><published>2008-04-19T18:48:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:02:16.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PREFECTS=HYPOCRITES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There maybe not a nicer words to match these 2 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDus3AdddBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/j4cgPY2llSw/s1600-h/picta+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 217px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDus3AdddBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/j4cgPY2llSw/s200/picta+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204943855373087762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, to see a guy with a blue shirt with a tidy looks is an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;ritatin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;g to the eyes&lt;/span&gt;. Even to see them in &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;one b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;link&lt;/span&gt; i cant bear to live with it. The words &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;prefect&lt;/span&gt; are a very pure and also a big responsible job for a person. It needs integrity, bravery, courage, trust, versatility, leadership, good perspective that can stand them above from the rest. Those words maybe not enough to determine their characteristics but this is from my understanding that those words are ideal for a someone to become a faithful friends and loyal helpers to the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDuuYAdddCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jsC1o8G9pes/s1600-h/picta+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDuuYAdddCI/AAAAAAAAAA4/jsC1o8G9pes/s200/picta+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204945521820398626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDuvegdddDI/AAAAAAAAABA/ftw9ROjFQI4/s1600-h/picta+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDuvegdddDI/AAAAAAAAABA/ftw9ROjFQI4/s200/picta+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204946733001176114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; is that did you noticed this at your so called leaders. I am very mournful to see the reality isn't what we imagined or came across with. As what I observe is that these people got their praises and faith among the teachers mostly because of their &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BAD PRACTICES&lt;/span&gt;. It is not my intentions to tell people behind their backs but to tell the truth of what the reality is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is existence of a group of people who claims themselves as Majority side and people who doesn't announce themselves are belong to The Minority. As they arise by knowing they are born to lead and not to read(SIMPSONS haha), they have been appointed by de jure segregation, as law enforcement of school.&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I am telling these is not totally because of jealousy. It is just on the existence of the word TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDuwqgdddEI/AAAAAAAAABI/X7cOvDp5tpI/s1600-h/picta+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDuwqgdddEI/AAAAAAAAABI/X7cOvDp5tpI/s200/picta+158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204948038671234114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends out there......we should stand together, side by side, to retain our justice. Not let these peoples, destroy our future. Let us UNITED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-4436684303813977898?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/4436684303813977898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=4436684303813977898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4436684303813977898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/4436684303813977898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/04/prefectshypocrites.html' title='PREFECTS=HYPOCRITES'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDus3AdddBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/j4cgPY2llSw/s72-c/picta+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-2087380499414635490</id><published>2008-04-19T02:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:01:16.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW PAL</title><content type='html'>It is a slow day on Tuesday morning.&lt;br /&gt;I know one thing 4 sure,&lt;br /&gt;It gonna be something unnaturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth period of Tuesday morning, surely its BIO....hearing sweet voice from Teacher Marwani will make you fall asleep, ohhh that innocent voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my head fall onto the soft wood, plane, comfy lab table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like always shukdong and aiman tengkuk will always disturb my nap, but something happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up then take a walk to the back of the lab and said heyy dude!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDvMygdddFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/AcxIAIkMmN8/s1600-h/Image100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 181px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDvMygdddFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/AcxIAIkMmN8/s200/Image100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204978962435765330" 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/5272381640310486317-2087380499414635490?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/2087380499414635490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=2087380499414635490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2087380499414635490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2087380499414635490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-pal.html' title='NEW PAL'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SDvMygdddFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/AcxIAIkMmN8/s72-c/Image100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5272381640310486317.post-2851345532100802175</id><published>2008-04-13T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T01:26:00.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Settle Bacck weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SADk0xcDoJI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Dv6n9pHNr-E/s1600-h/100_1701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 166px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SADk0xcDoJI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Dv6n9pHNr-E/s320/100_1701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188398366006157458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;WoWoWeeWa, What a week this is ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm in ambiance of happiness. This week is not like others. It is so cool and relaxing. For the first time having a total comfy time after the school administration agreed to abolish the evening classes. Its like having a paradise in dreams. For me and comrades, its also an independence that we suppose to appreciate. This what "claus"ter is supposedly meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Monday there is nothing to talk about because class still stops at evening. DAMN account class. Tueday ; 2.30 p.m, rushing to dormitories A12, objective=bed,(MUAHAHA), after having tough subject in morning, time to pay back. Its a V for Vendetta. Approaching door of A12, me layout me shirt, unbuttoned it, loosened my trousers, and make a long jump recording around 6 meters away. Smashing the bed so hardly until cannot wake up. I'm in state of unconsciousness. This is what they said coma. I lose to owns will. Wakes up on 6.30 p.m with a sense of regret. There you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same occasion happen for every evening. ^_^ WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5272381640310486317-2851345532100802175?l=duransane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/feeds/2851345532100802175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5272381640310486317&amp;postID=2851345532100802175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2851345532100802175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5272381640310486317/posts/default/2851345532100802175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duransane.blogspot.com/2008/04/settle-bacck-weekend.html' title='A Settle Bacck weekend'/><author><name>Kamal Lazi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04669677721686726282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ICroX63EPjE/S6yaFjEvLVI/AAAAAAAABS8/C-_CSKbLx24/S220/emhs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ICroX63EPjE/SADk0xcDoJI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Dv6n9pHNr-E/s72-c/100_1701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
