<?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-5031640410259490967</id><updated>2011-11-17T09:24:46.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life of a dude.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-7051244168016310796</id><published>2011-11-16T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T09:24:46.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear god;&lt;br /&gt;                I am but a mere mortal. One who is flawed. One who is unable to detour from mistakes. One who is consumed by many sins.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is not at ease. I am like a shadow hiding in my own shadow. I am like an empty soul, stuck in a room filled with darkness. Neither do I feel content nor am I satisfied with where am I in life. Money nor gold can be my antidote. How much I yearn for the light that seems so far away, to grab hold d sacred rope u stretched on this forsaken planet. &lt;br /&gt;As I walk, my mind tries to find solace..I start to look around. My mind starts to ponder. I start to wonder. If my life ends tomorrow..I noe myself I'm not fit of the promise garden. I noe my sins overpower that of my good deeds..&lt;br /&gt;The way I lead my life, is the way i'll be judge.&lt;br /&gt;The road I choose, will lead me to d final destination in eternity. I promise u dear god, I promise u I will try harder. I'll pull my socks up.I'll turn over a new leaf..I noe not wen my final day will be...I noe not the moment of my last breath.  I beg u dear god, the ever forgiving, the one who knows all and the one who is above all. Allow me more time on this world that one day will end.I noe I'm not to ask, nor have I the right to plead. I noe I'm nothing more but a servant of billions that worship u. U r d only one who can grant me my wish, and ur d only one who can see thru me. I'm pleading to u not of selfish reasons, I plead to you as I noe d magnitude of my sins. For that I'm ashamed. For that I want to change. I fear ur wrath, ur power, ur might. I fear the day of judgement. I fear the hereafter. Dear god, only u r my saviour and only u I pray to. Please guide me away from hellfire.. Amin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-7051244168016310796?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/7051244168016310796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=7051244168016310796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/7051244168016310796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/7051244168016310796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2011/11/dear-god-i-am-but-mere-mortal.html' title=''/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-918712925937854655</id><published>2011-07-24T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T08:47:13.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask me abt love</title><content type='html'>Ask me abt love 3years ago; I'll say love r for losers&lt;br /&gt;Ask me abt love a year go; I'll say relationships r fake..so y bother..&lt;br /&gt;Ask me about love 9mths ago;I'll say I'll think about it&lt;br /&gt;Ask me about love 4 mths ago; I'll say yes I'm in love but I'm fearful due to past e periances&lt;br /&gt;Ask me about love n commitment now; I'll say with her...I nvr will think twice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazed..at how if it's d rite person..everythin fits perfectly.regardless d obstacles or d gloomy days...it all seems to not matter..caux u noe no matter how hard it will b...at d end of d day...juz having her around makes everythin else not matter :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-918712925937854655?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/918712925937854655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=918712925937854655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/918712925937854655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/918712925937854655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2011/07/ask-me-abt-love.html' title='Ask me abt love'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-8037461203382237290</id><published>2011-06-11T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T08:55:49.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny..when u think about it...one moment ur needed n the next ur not.it's ironic,life I mean.&lt;br /&gt;It's a fact..many will use u..but not need u wen all is said n done..&lt;br /&gt;But d funny thing is..I'm juz too lazy..to care..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;U try ur best..u do wad u can..though u noe in d end ur portrayed as the bad guy..as long as ur conscious is clear..y worry heee&lt;br /&gt;It's ok though heee..I'm not that affected as I used to b caux..sooner or later...all of us drifts to diff seas..u do ur part..n hey...life goes on..with or without u..&lt;br /&gt;I always told myself...we remember d past,grasp the present n look forward to d future..d past is d past for a reason..d present is a learning curve..the future is urs to choose n thus  embrace the fruits of ur labour wen d time comes..every1 has plans..n for me..I'm gonna work triple hard to achieve them..rather thn rot n waste my time  pondering on nonsense..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-8037461203382237290?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/8037461203382237290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=8037461203382237290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/8037461203382237290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/8037461203382237290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-5773137649436481095</id><published>2011-05-28T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:17:07.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>crush. One of d meanings I found.."to supress completely".&lt;br /&gt;A crush.hmmm to my understanding it's better to leave it a secret..caux u mite hurt some1 in d process.Speakin from experience..caux d only real crush I had was never revealed.y..hmm I have my reasons..n supressing Is wad seems rite.n besides crushes r meant to b flings in ur fantasy rite?one that will fade away in due time?so y bother...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-5773137649436481095?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/5773137649436481095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=5773137649436481095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/5773137649436481095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/5773137649436481095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2011/05/crush.html' title=''/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-4465285692649442966</id><published>2011-05-09T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T17:50:22.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My gurl.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing nor anyone is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Like my relationship,for example..it's like placing diff poles of d magnet together.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's diff,the poles will not repel each other but stick like it was one.&lt;br /&gt;My girl n me come from diff worlds,we like diff things,yet what brings us together is the feelings we have for each other.the desire to make things work.having sincere hearts that yearn for d same thing..happines,together.&lt;br /&gt;My gurl,I have not met some1 who puts so much in a relationship..all my other x can't compare to her.all the times she wud put food on my bike,before I go to work..knowing that im always hungry..how she is shy,respectful yet seems comfortable around my mum.for once my mum likes my girl..):) it's shows a lot..all the weekends she has to burn in hpin her mum..since young..how her long3 msgs make me smile.all in all I wanna b the one to take care of her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-4465285692649442966?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/4465285692649442966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=4465285692649442966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/4465285692649442966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/4465285692649442966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-gurl.html' title=''/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-6829099012673106100</id><published>2011-04-21T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T18:06:48.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The more u ponder on something,the more mind games play a part. That's my opinion anw.I realized that diff pple have diff expectations.diff pple have diff intentions..yet somehow..the roots of it all is some what similar..yet the road we take is based on how we intent to achieve it..so the more we ponder,more roads tend to open up..more doors appear..so..in d end u will either stall half way or give up all together.so in short..life is too short to ponder..dun live life wit regrets at d end of d road..for let fate takes it course at d same time keep fate in d palm of ur hand..u try to control d uncontrollable and use it to ur best advantage..as time will definitely fly..no matter how much we wish for it to slow down..so for me I have plans n I have chosen my road n I hopE d door that awaits open up to a great future..here I go!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya remember one thing though..dun tink that juz because u yearn for something or someone so bad..it's gonna b urs..for remember at the end of d day..we can only do our best..but it's not up to us to decide what our future holds..but we definately shud do our best..as great things happen to those who peservere..n u nvr Noe if it was actually urs to be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-6829099012673106100?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/6829099012673106100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=6829099012673106100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/6829099012673106100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/6829099012673106100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2011/04/more-u-ponder-on-somethingthe-more-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-5910434573288215334</id><published>2011-03-27T18:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T18:56:22.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nice to noe</title><content type='html'>It's gd to c...though years have passed...partners have changed...all of us are still going around playing childish tricks on each other...&lt;br /&gt;IT goes to shows..that mums are always rite...quote "in time to come,ur pool of sec frenz will get smaller..but those special few will always b there"&lt;br /&gt;Here's to us..n d new partners we welcomed....Ashikin,Faizal(was shocked wen emma said his name was romeo)haha,my princess,NAz(which i thut is a name for guys ;p)n Nadiah Jamil hahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To many more irritating years guys...Cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-5910434573288215334?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/5910434573288215334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=5910434573288215334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/5910434573288215334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/5910434573288215334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2011/03/nice-to-noe.html' title='nice to noe'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-5737510552523783084</id><published>2011-03-08T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T17:08:27.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubts</title><content type='html'>Having everything means nothing if...&lt;br /&gt;..having nothing is worth many more if ...&lt;br /&gt;Complete the phrase for me pls...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up tdy juZ like any other day.&lt;br /&gt;But something juz feels nt rite...I keep telling myself it's only me..that askin for more cud lead to much less...it may seem silly..yet I feel it's important..it may seem nothing but to me it's more then something...I know for those of u readin this wud not understnd..it's ok..caux I want it that way...I believe there is a plan for every1..thus I'll take a day at a time..baby steps..n mayb by thn something changes...caux I wun want to adapt...selfish..yes..wrong?no...greed....maybe ..if years turn to countless..I have d rite to ask for wad I want...n so do u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-5737510552523783084?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/5737510552523783084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=5737510552523783084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/5737510552523783084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/5737510552523783084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2011/03/doubts.html' title='Doubts'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-2459353026788263763</id><published>2011-01-24T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T21:49:20.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as i walk around town..around zouk..i c many beautiful young girls..living life as it is..drinking..partying..looking all so sexy..n all i can tink of is of my girlfren..who is bz studying at home..yes some mite say..maybe shes lying,maaybe she's out there partying without me knowing...but to hell with wad others mite think..i trust her..n i trust her whole for she has nvr given me a reason to not trust her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see bimbos almst daily now..i c young ones..i c old ones..its a pity..haixxx...most of them dun realise anything even at their age..well maybe they like living life the way it is..so who m i to judge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke..yes im super broke..my girl has been using alot of her money on our outings..damn my turn next month..surely...i owe her loads sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is a beautiful thing..i hope it last..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-2459353026788263763?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/2459353026788263763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=2459353026788263763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/2459353026788263763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/2459353026788263763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-i-walk-around-town.html' title=''/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-7243142764497841682</id><published>2011-01-12T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T10:44:36.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to say so many things but i realise now its redundant..&lt;br /&gt;some pple r juz too blind that they do not know they are being used?&lt;br /&gt;some pple are so insecure they tend to change themselves for others&lt;br /&gt;some pple are juz plain naive that they believe every single word some1 says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lucky im not that person...im lucky my girl is able to accept me for me..n vice versa of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is about compromising...WILLINGLY...at the end of the day..if u regret..dun blame any1 else but urself..caux no1 pointed a gun to ur head n force u to do the things u did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u speak great promise of some1,u say his this n his that..u give in to his every demand?but at the end of the day?is that love..or r u juz forcing urself to believe it is????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside...im blessed with some1..who finally meets me in d middle...all these years..all the time spent looking for love..it doesnt come close to wad i'm feeling rite now..n if something goes wrong..which i hope it doesnt..i'll tell the whole world..of a girl who changed me..n taught me that..at the end of even d darkest of tunnel..there's light..n if us work out...i'll tell our story to generations..n tell them that love does exist..n my definition of love..is the one next to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahyuni waheeda... a.k.a boncet.. thnks ;p n i love u more with every air that i breathe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-7243142764497841682?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/7243142764497841682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=7243142764497841682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/7243142764497841682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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need..but me.muz say it's good to noe some1 noes that to me my dearest frenz means a whole lot,n like my girl n my family..i wud gladly put my life on the line for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he also made me realise something else..our mum's are our backbone in life..without them..we wud not be here today,without them now..i dunno wad i wud have become..n it really made us feel like losers knowing tat all these years they were right about everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fren told me that he noes i'll do great in life from judging my character that..i'll mke it big time..though i feel i'm no where near..i have plans to achieve my dreams.. n hopefully i will get there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have many frenz..not all are great..some are ok n some r there for the good times only..while some who may not be there in times of need,are more visible then those who r there..all in all..i have some very very good frenz whom i noe have my back..may it be physically or mentally..n i'm blessed..for that i thank god..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to him..also made me realise..that i really m in love with my girl..ask me about love a few years ago..i'll give u a long composition about how love is dumb n nonsensical...but now..her presence alone makes my compo looks dumb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u boncet..n i hope after many years passes by..ur still by my side cuddling me...i noe she noe not of my blog...but u rock my world..n dun u dare stop hahhahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-5412284768322398545?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/5412284768322398545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=5412284768322398545' title='0 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type='html'>the longer i'm home..the lesser it feels like home..&lt;br /&gt;if not for d few things i missed..i dun think i want to come back to sg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its d pressure coming from burdens we have to carry on our shoulders,the stress or the reality of a mundane routine life we tend to lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mats n minahs that makes u feel sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful cars i can buy overseas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the possibilities of exploring countless cultures &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all,at this time right now..somewhere out there someone is snow boarding,driving a mustang or a camaro,eating delicacies from all walks of life...or dirt biking down a mountain..simply said,living life to its fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more i travel the more i realize that we, are actually living in a box that is so small that life is not as fulfilling as it should be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only money really grew on trees..or they do fall from the sky..i'll travel the world like there's no tomorrow..only stopping when i'm satisfied...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-5466765965535948479?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/5466765965535948479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=5466765965535948479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/5466765965535948479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/5466765965535948479'/><link 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/&gt;fact no 3:they r definitely nice pple,kind and helpful..we shuld try harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact no 4:its no lie when tourists say our country is clean n green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya fun fact:kissing with tongue aciton..actually helps u burn calories..read up on that people..so if ur lazy to exercise n all?n ur in love..give it a go. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh ya!!for all u racers out there!!changi track??waddup!!end of 2011?lets hope..i got a year to save up.. ;p ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;travel plans next year..i wanna go istanbul(turkey) or cape town (africa)..hoping hard.. till then my fellow bloggers..live lie to d fullest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:the cup is not half empty..but instead its half full..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-3987675481101759319?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-4157599994519583730</id><published>2010-12-08T17:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:14:17.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kinky.girls love guys in uniform.but that does not mean we dun..hahaha       Top 5 costumes that I find kinky 1)nurse. 2)Japanese sch girl 3)Greek goddess 4)a hot chamber maid 5)hot3 sch teacher.    Oh well a man can dream can't he...gagahahahahaa to my future wife.lol!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-4157599994519583730?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/4157599994519583730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=4157599994519583730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/4157599994519583730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/4157599994519583730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/12/kinky.html' title=''/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-106442057874500360</id><published>2010-11-24T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T21:18:47.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wad if..is a word that is for d hopeless. That is not gnna b me anymore..I was so controlled by wad if's that it somehow destroyed my life.wad if my Gf is cheating on me..wad if dat girl dun like me..wad if I commit n it does not work out..wad if this n was if tat..m I rite?well I was there once..I was jealous easily in d past..thn wen it was over..I hated to commit to any1..n I hurt pple..1 of them I actually liked...juz a few days ago I told myself..I dun deserve my Gf due to my past...n after&lt;br /&gt; some deep thoughts..n a talk wit my bestfren..I realized tat..screw the past..screw wad may happen in the future..for wad is happening now...I shud cherish every second of it....thus I made my stand..no matter how long us is gonna last..I'm gonna make every second worth remembering..n if us is forever..I wun stop cherishing u..for d rest of u out there..life is full of trial n errors..we may make mistakes..the person u chose may not b d one..but till then..y not we b positive n..love those around us eh??but be warned of buaya darat girls..they exists  hahahahahhaha :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-106442057874500360?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/106442057874500360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=106442057874500360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/106442057874500360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/106442057874500360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/11/wad-if.html' title=''/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-116417563015905045</id><published>2010-11-20T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T08:41:06.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how can 1 feel so happy yet sad at d same time....i'm in a mess..wads wrong with u firman..get a grip..or u eventually will lose everythin....i need a trip..a trip to clear my mind!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-116417563015905045?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-7236292190851060587</id><published>2010-11-19T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T12:12:00.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>god save me.....even though i noe im not worth saving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-7236292190851060587?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/7236292190851060587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=7236292190851060587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/7236292190851060587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/7236292190851060587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/11/god-save-me.html' title=''/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-3774914576251737395</id><published>2010-11-13T17:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T17:09:49.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>changing</title><content type='html'>i realised tat 1 is 1 for 1 can never b 2..even if 1 tries hard..1 may at best be an imperfection of 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most difficult thing for some1 who tries to change..is making the first move towards it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ur daring enough to face your demons...patience must be ur best friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is where i am now...trying to b patient..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope god gives me the patience i so seek,for i nvr thut changing would be so hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing i learn from my past experiences n my good3 fren syukur is..u will only know the true self of a person wen they r no longer with u..or wen they r no longer there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well world i'll c u around..sorry zouk out..man aint coming...haisshhhhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-3774914576251737395?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-5195430674231032232</id><published>2010-11-04T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T19:11:57.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the year end</title><content type='html'>tsk wad a year it has been..n there are still 2 mths to go&lt;br /&gt;well its ok..my leave is coming..hopefully i can segregate them into 2..&lt;br /&gt;so i can go dubai n maybe morocco with mama...n who noes thai with my camp mates..or kl wit kur n wal..we shall c how everythin rolls out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm it wud b nice if i cud go on a holiday trip wit her someday..so we can unwind..with my frenz as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we grow older..every1 tend to b busy concentrating on their life long goals...so i wun b surprised in 2 to 3 years to come..we barely see each other anymre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well tats d beauty of life..it doesnt stop..so we have to make full use of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well baby girl i dunno how long god is willing to allow us to be together..but not a second will i regret spendin time with u..caux u really are the apple of my eye..the wind tat keeps me cold and the blanket tat keeps me warm ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-5195430674231032232?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/5195430674231032232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=5195430674231032232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;n yes i'm sry to some..caux i cant club often or flirt around..play d "game" wit all of u anymre..but tat does not mean i cant still b ur fren rite bros ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week has passed..god..it really has been a trying week..wit many inviting me to Halloween parties to girls saying thy like me..yet i stand tall..for i found my one ..n she is all tat matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya walau wey..every1 is gtting married..3 of my dear cuzzies r either married or gttin married by 2012..to think that we r all of d same age..hahaa..makes me feel old la..but hmm marriage??im sorry its not in my mind for at least the next 5 years..hahaa..so much to do sia!!y tie d knot..chillax la peeps ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember kids..marriage can b d biggest burden of ur life if ur not prepared for it ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-9031885670347271699</id><published>2010-10-09T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T18:27:05.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fear</title><content type='html'>a story..its consists of almost all existing emotions that one can feel..whether one is able to deal with it in reality is another matter all together..(firman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to worry about wad others think of me&lt;br /&gt;used to ponder at nite n wonder if i'm doin more good thn bad&lt;br /&gt;i tried for years to understnd the concept of frendship&lt;br /&gt;the various do's n don'ts n how thy would react when diff events occur..&lt;br /&gt;i guess no matter how hard u try..n u mite think that u noe thm..u actually dun do u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some1 once told me..frenz come n go..just like chipsmore..now u c it now u dun..&lt;br /&gt;its true..one by one..we shall leave..not becaux we wan to..but we noe our lives r ever expanding into new horizons..&lt;br /&gt;i used to tink..i'll have at least these 3 in my life even wen..my kids are all grown up..but thn again..i guess its wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i noe for a fact that..they..somehow made me a better person..for that i'm thankful..here's to friendship...the past d present n d future ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-9031885670347271699?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/9031885670347271699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=9031885670347271699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/9031885670347271699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/9031885670347271699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/10/fear.html' title='fear'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-4237480425131609988</id><published>2010-10-02T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T05:12:23.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a few months ago i thut i wanted to take d risk..but i did not dare to..the thought of being hurt or being wrong is too big of a deal.&lt;br /&gt;i too did not take d risk to meet others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i did took one of those risk..n i met some1..this some1 :)&lt;br /&gt;n now it scares me..it really does&lt;br /&gt;haix...wads ur next move firman...r u still afraid..of wad ifs,r u...or r u not..time will tell..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-4237480425131609988?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/4237480425131609988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=4237480425131609988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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noe..yet thy dun c how much my family struggle do they..how we try to work together..to make things work..n how my siblings n i..make plans for d future..yet though i'm not rich..im neither poor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few days opened my eyes on those who i wun call poor..but are having trying times..rite now..as a grown up u realise things tat u wudnt wen ur young..u'll have diff perspectives in many things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uncle..he works so hard..2 jobs juz to support his 4kids who r still so young..his tired..n his life is still how do i say....hard...n his youngest baby boi clings on to any1 who has an iphone..wen my sis asked him..busu get 1 la..a 2nd hand 1 ker..his reply was..expensive sngt la..200-300plus..n to think my family has 3..i was talking to his 2nd son..a pri 4..i asked him..while teachin him self-defence.."oik cute wads ur cca?" he told me..computer apps n badminton...thn i asked him.."malay boy tak main bola y??tak suker ke"" n  he said...."SUKERRRRR..tapi..i takder boot la..mahal la..so thy say onli ader boot thn thy let me join"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now u tell me..wad m i suppose to ans him??tell me?&lt;br /&gt;n did u noe his kids..simpan duit raya so his father can rent a car?for a day??damn sia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wad i n my sis decide to do was...try to give thm a break....i talked to my uncle..i told him hey..u noe wad..u da pass lesen kereta kn?..y not i lend u my car next week?u noe wad..come on..lets take it for a spin rite now..i'll teach u tricks of my car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was shy at first but thn...soooo excited siak wen my sis say allaaaa busu go la...!!!he was so happy..juz to drive...haixxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for d lil boy..n a few others..me n my sis gonna organize a day next week..bring thm out..n buy thm wad thy need..a soccer boot for one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a kid once..i loved running..i lost my nationals in pri caux i did not have proper equipment n support..as for wen i was sec..oh well my dm hates me hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen we were kids..all we want to do is do wad we love..&lt;br /&gt;so i hope this helps..i really do..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-255846689544586082?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/255846689544586082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=255846689544586082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/255846689544586082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/255846689544586082'/><link 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/&gt;wad did i spent my money on?weights n proteins..yerp2.. a total of 350 bucks..its time to gain mass again..lets shake our bodies pple ahaa ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to save for&lt;br /&gt;1)holiday&lt;br /&gt;2)muay thai&lt;br /&gt;3)bike&lt;br /&gt;4)decals for my car&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-7244973550041152129?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/7244973550041152129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=7244973550041152129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/7244973550041152129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/7244973550041152129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya2.html' title='raya2'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-3806378682315237637</id><published>2010-09-06T23:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T23:56:20.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>muay thai</title><content type='html'>i told myself..by the time i'm 24,my goal must come true..to compete and win in a muay thai competition..haix..i need to do tis..saving some money..hopefully by end of oct i'll start again...n i hope they wud give me a chance to prove my worth.i've chosen my gym..now to go down there..n c if thy choose me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-3806378682315237637?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/3806378682315237637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=3806378682315237637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/3806378682315237637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/3806378682315237637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/09/muay-thai.html' title='muay thai'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-7186244542002899318</id><published>2010-09-03T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T19:38:47.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>step up was aw3some heh(cam aku kecik2 dulu).d company was great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16sept poc oh. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d 1 thing i remember about love is : even wen ur angry..furious at something ur partner did or didn't do....some way some how..wen u look into her eyes..nothing else matters but to c her smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing muay thai badly..nysha's glove is staring at me clueless =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen i c ur face&lt;br /&gt;there is not a thing i wud change&lt;br /&gt;cuz ur amazing,juz the way u are....&lt;br /&gt;n wen u smile.&lt;br /&gt;d whole world stops n stare for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun noe y im feeling like i was young and alive once again..hahaha or maybe i do ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-7186244542002899318?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/7186244542002899318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=7186244542002899318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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once again..yerppp..there is always that period whereby u will hear ..eh aku da break ngn matair aku r..or..siak ar matair aku ader scandal.well my 2 frenz broke up wit their girls..1 was holding on to a long distance relationship..whereby the girl decided to b a pr there..n that she has no room for him in her new life..the other, a scandalous gf..n to think girls complain that guys are never faithful..now2..tat's y i always say..judge a person individually..not by the clothes they wear..the groups they hang out with..or in this case their sex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..here is 1 good reason..y i'm not into relationships.&lt;br /&gt;it takes juz 1 party to change..n kabooommm..all those promises..the "im gonna be by ur side forever darling"," i love u n only u" , nonsense becomes worthless words which will be replaced by.."i hate u!i swear i regret ever being with u" or "u break my heart,i gave u everythin n this is wad i gt" bla-di-bla-blah! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dun wori..u noe n i noe..for d next few years..ur gonna repeat this process over n over again..right?tell me i'm wrong!!hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that aside..enjoy ur young life..wen it's time to settle down..thn settle down.nope2..im not saying go out there n b a player..juz widen ur frenz..d people u noe..take up a hobby,live ur dreams..go on road trips..hell..do something worth while..rather thn rot at home cryin over something or some1 who has forgotten about u la??oh well tats my opinion anyway..but honestly..i'm not saying this goes to every1 but..the majority out there?arent u all juz tired of all this bullcrap??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-119502030845664403?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/119502030845664403/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-8553648148368484137</id><published>2010-08-23T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T15:09:56.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i traded my iphone for a cute lil old skool phone wit my sis..due to ns.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;i think it realizes that i was about to finish my bmt..so it decided to take a permanent holiday haha...yerp i was frantically askin for any unused hp..from my frenz when i came across a phone that my x borrowed me once..though ader camera..jadi la kn.i do believe she wants it back though..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..put our differences aside..i guess we were very much in loved once.d first thing i saw when i switched it on was.."i thut it was u..but it was juz a breeze"i guess she was referring to me la kn..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;there were 3 msgs i saved..so im juz gonna share with u..tat tis guy who now hates relationship n wad not..had a heart once ok..tau la dia pasal cinta juge..ok her msgs to me were..&lt;br /&gt;1:when u say u love me,nothing else matters,when u touch my face the world stand still,i love u b!&lt;br /&gt;2:i love u b m i wudnt want to change any of this(change wad again?haha siak ;p)&lt;br /&gt;3:(i laughed n smiled widely wen i read this:hehe.i love u to b!and d truth is im attracted to ur crystal ball.it makes u look unique!hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not noe whether i shud feel offended or shud i b smiling for d last msg..but she meant it in a gd way i guess.n i still remembered y we were talkin about my stomach. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well d past is sure somethin to smile about once in a while..it keeps u at peace..\ we sure did learnt a lot wen we were young..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still remembered a teacher of us lecturing me..wad was her name again..puffy eyes..obese..tudung..panda lookin?eh nysh..salha eh name dia??hahah tink so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salha:eh fiza really ur gf r?&lt;br /&gt;me:muke slumber..yerp y?(dalam ati..tau la aku hot..yng kau kpo asal?step fhm la aku haha)&lt;br /&gt;salha:how can a sweet "quiet" very nice girl be attracted to u?(bnyk nyer aku hot hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;me:dunno..cheeky smile&lt;br /&gt;salha:oh well dun wori nie semua cinta monyet.u'll go ur seperate ways soon enough&lt;br /&gt;me:(cam nk terajang jer muke kau.haha da;am ati of course.)i tink i juz smiled tinking tat we could once upset d non believers tat we cud actually make it till d end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi boom!!hahaha..akhir nyer betul gak kate2 panda too..tau la dia..hot stuff kn dulu bnyk peminat..to pasal dia tau tat we wun make it..siak nyer cikgu...but thn some pple r still hanging on strongly..so love is unique..juz like my crystal ball..eh i mean now no mre ball liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well all in all..our past exp makes us who we r today..stronger in many diff aspects..though some part of me wished..i was a playboy..haahaha..i guess life is a mixture of thousands of puzzle pieces..n wen our last piece falls to place..we wud have realised tat life aint tat bad after all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is to all of u..slamat berpuase..much love &lt;br /&gt;though my car is in a mess..my mum is right..if every week is filled with ups..wudnt life be dull?? true2..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-8553648148368484137?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/8553648148368484137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=8553648148368484137' title='0 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type='html'>dreams r not to b pondered on..but to be lived-firman &lt;br /&gt;haaahaaxx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many plans in my head...so many things i wanna do. 2011 is d year tat is dedicated to me n me alone.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)backpacking&lt;br /&gt;2)my baby r6&lt;br /&gt;3)hoping for a competition in muay thai&lt;br /&gt;4)sepang!!!!(need of kakis) had a dream about this..guys on d bikes d gurls driving!! yeahh&lt;br /&gt;5)shares&lt;br /&gt;6)decide on wad road to take?hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;7)find a gf?? NOT!!!hahaaahahahah&lt;br /&gt;i'll tink of more..but for now...i need MONEY!!!!!! esp by 16 july 2011.for u dolphy ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-6758543551527782985?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/6758543551527782985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=6758543551527782985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/6758543551527782985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/6758543551527782985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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or juz a pigment of my imagination..i wouldn't noe. only time can tell..haahaax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-5888436603629529548?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/5888436603629529548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=5888436603629529548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/5888436603629529548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/5888436603629529548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/08/dream.html' title='a dream'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-6461036613923497020</id><published>2010-08-06T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T20:04:42.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is said..that our kids would grow up to be similar to how their parents were once.but does tat gives us d right to destroy their lives before it even begins?&lt;br /&gt;i saw a cute baby boy..with his tongue pierced..n was shocked..yet the mother looked at me n simply laughed..wasnt she supposed to b the 1 feeling the shame n not me?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i wen to j.b,i saw a couple with their baby...at first i thut it was my imagination..but wen i realised i wasnt the only 1 who saw it..i became ashamed to be in a community we call malays.the baby had a tiam..on his forehead?wad is the message the parents r tryin to relay?that his fate is to b a gangster n nothing else..i maybe bad..with little knowledge of my beloved religion..but i will nvr..i pray hard i will nvr..destroy the lives of my children..the children i'll bare with my wife..children who r gifts from the almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topic:club?i saw a girl wrote:eh lets go club..fuk bulan ramadhan n lets enjoy?(something like tat)...is this wad d world is coming to?a place where sins overpower goodness in every aspect?sad...very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly..my fren's fren died recently.in a tragic car accident where d driver n d passengers were drunk.on the day she was to b buried..most who came over..to offer condolences..decided strongly against reciting d yasin..because to thm she died a death not accepted by islam.my dear frens..plz..do not b selfish..do not be ignorant..for no1 is perfect..she had not d luxury we have that is time.she had not the time to change to repent..so who r we to judge on wad she deserves n wad she does not?is it so hard to simply help her in wadever we may?if she was a sinner?then wad r we...if we too act the same way..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-6461036613923497020?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/6461036613923497020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=6461036613923497020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/6461036613923497020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/6461036613923497020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-is-said.html' title=''/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-1840561107032294167</id><published>2010-07-19T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T06:50:12.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shares</title><content type='html'>money is what makes d world go round doesnt it..hmmm&lt;br /&gt;i wan my r6 which roughly costs about 18k..lookin at my financial stats im pretty sure i can afford 1..installments n a high down payment that was my plan..&lt;br /&gt;but thn..i had a "light bulb".. "shares" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d more i think about it..d more engrossed i become..&lt;br /&gt;mum is pretty good at it..playin it for some time now.so she gonna guide me. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her..hmm its quite a risk caux i mite lose my entire savings for my bike..thn she said this in response..oh well..u buy ur bike..u ride it wen rosak?wudnt u be wasting money too..haha..true2.&lt;br /&gt;we shall c if i decide to play small,which means at least a year to gain something if im lucky..or i play big..n c wad rezeki awaits me.. 1 lot of a big share cost at an average of 7k..while small ones goes at about $200. well lots of r &amp; d r required~~ so here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always talk about living life outside d box..outside our comfort zone..so y not..who noes i mite b gd at it n b able earn some extra cash in years to come.. it will b gd for my family if i choose to have 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my muay thai..by d time i p.o.c i have to save at least 1.2k. i'm goin to chnge my gym..n i hope i'm makin d rite choice.. insya'allah i'll be able to showcase my skills in competitions soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz love!!!jap kids...ADORABLE!!!!!!..esp wen mum told me about a certain show..i can juz imagine their cuteness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah..to b honest im gettin soft..my swagger n life of a bad boy is fading away?does dis mean im getting old..i even smiled at dis casper guy who i fought wit years ago..n to my suprise we strted a conversation. a smile does works wonders doesnt it.. oh well if i feel like punching some1..my contingency plan wud b my muay thai!hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-1840561107032294167?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/1840561107032294167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=1840561107032294167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/1840561107032294167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/1840561107032294167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/07/shares.html' title='shares'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-7911811187274819351</id><published>2010-06-20T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:45:31.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boring la</title><content type='html'>..is it tat obvious?ok la 9kg shud be very obvious i guess..almost every1 will say d same thing.."eh man da kurus siak kau" haha..tau2..nnti la aku besar balik..lepas kepale nie tak botak ok!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold shoulders...haha..sori babe i'm so used to it by now..tat the tables have turned for u..i really dun give a rats ass if ur so called groupie tink of me in wad ever way pleases the lot of u..now look at u..tryin hard to capture my attention..how does it feel to be invisible..hahaahaaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder where did all d conservative yet bubbly girls go to?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if by any chance i can meet a sincere n trustworthy gurl?&lt;br /&gt;so i can tell her..oi idiot where have u been hiding ..hahahahah..jokin2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh does d lame lines still work nowadays???&lt;br /&gt;r gurls really tat naive...&lt;br /&gt;or r thy desperate for some "lurrrvveee"..hahahaa...&lt;br /&gt;or simply thy both juz 1 to get laid..haaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well mac &amp; cheese craving satisfied!!&lt;br /&gt;karaoke was a blast!!&lt;br /&gt;oh n even J ader matair...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so aib its u n me now.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad if we were meant to be together?wud u leave d shop n come straight to me dear..i love so so much!i need u..i wan u!!!!!come la!!i dun have 19k to buy u la idiot!!!can some1 give me n r6!!haaahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagu kita = i'll dedicate tis to u..even if i have not met u yet..or if ur already a part of my life ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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relationship tat is worthless now..i spent my days proving to people i cud b 1 of d big shots..n worse my poly life was affected caux of my actions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im so called 1 of thm..i dun feel d sense of satisfaction..n i feel i've wasted my time for all these unnecessary stuffs without actually gaining anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made up my mind..i wanna go back to sch..if thy wud except me..i'll take my degree..n ill pursue my muay thai 10times harder..i wun waste my time on petty stuff like relationships nor my design thingy..i need to be firm..n besides...i do believe in fate..if she's d 1..thn 1 day we will meet..if god had planned it out for me..insya allah..whoever she might b..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:peeps wish me luck for my final ippt!!! i wan mac &amp; cheese if i pass lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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today'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-2995306101876157429</id><published>2010-04-30T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T08:01:41.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ns this week was somewhat relaxed...caux we were under quarantine due to sore eyes..i was almost charged..yap2...haha...looks like im being a bit too popular for d wrong reasons..again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda had time to reminisce past x's with my bunk mates..its nice to hear their stories..kinda diff sia all our relationships..i told thm about my x..whom i broke her heart for another n still have regrets about it..told thm how she suprised me on occasions n how she came all d way to support me on sports day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now...i lost so much weight..im sooo kurus damn it!!need to gain back..god help me!!hahhaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-2995306101876157429?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/2995306101876157429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=2995306101876157429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/2995306101876157429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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called d other 2 squads..tis means marching contingent..dam..i wanted to hold dat gun wit my white long sleeve shirt..so cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a malay fi..took our squad for a day on wed..n he made us do intervals of 200m n 400m..i was sooo excited..caux i juz love sprinting..half way thru my 200m..my legs gave up on me...i cud barely walk.. n wen i reported to d mo..medical office..he said i suffer from a splinted shin..both legs..he said i used to much of it..n nvr let thm rest..n that d muscles are super weak rite now...wen to a physician he SAID..my muscles are all torn up..like damn...at age 23? all those years of being so active...athletics..soccer..skipping..muay thai..have caught up to me..docs say..no cold drinks..for u boy..only warm plain water..too la pade dulu orng da kater..minum air putih..sampai water bottle dibelikn..degil kan..hahhhaahaahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway ns..does change u a bit..maturity comes in d game..u tend to have time to think for urself n wad u really wan in life..u take other peeps experiences n learn from thm....i still do have trust issues..though.i juz cant seem to trust a girl,,caux so far none have proved me wrong..tat is of course minus my mum,sis,,n my best "girl fren" nysha..who is still pissed at me.haixx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow..goin to urut n train for ippt on mon.my fi has high hopes of me..d onli thing holding me back is my 2.4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-3774444468223963923?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/3774444468223963923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=3774444468223963923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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in camp? girls...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a story of my fren...he loves to fuck around in d past..to him he said n i quote.. girls r like underwear..wen its loose n torn up we change thm.Boy did he learned his lesson..wen he was engaged,his girl was pregnant...with another guys baby..so yeah..wad happened to him?he became a maple freak..yap..thats wad he said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thn..a ques was asked by a few of my squad mates..eh man..kau habis ns confirm kau kahwin nyer kn?i said...y?sal aku nk kene kahwin wen i myself m not ready..i rather travel d world thn tie d knot..yap2..by d time im thirty my frenz wud either be married with kids or engaged, but me..i'll be half way around d world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bunk on d other hand were talkin about gfs..n its gd to hear some r reaching d 5 year mark..others r a bit shorter..n some..juz loves to have fuck buddies lol..either way...wen it was my turn..i told thm..me?i have trust issues..n i believe relationships mst of thm r juz lies..n wen i told thm wad happened thy understood y..&lt;br /&gt;karma..hmm well yeah..maybe wad happened was karma for me?&lt;br /&gt;maybe karma wud be waiting for u both around d corner&lt;br /&gt;or maybe u both r juz meant to b..&lt;br /&gt;either way i dun bother anymre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all dis i hear couples saying..syg pegi syg balik...i love u u love me..i juz cant seem to agree tat it will last..nnti da break dtg la all d nonsense..nie semua orng kater manusia..hahahah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-2382248224084352377?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/2382248224084352377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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nothing...ahaahhah..cute peeps..all in all im trying to b more patient..yap2..trying hard..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well looks like we got selected for ndp..damn...oni 10 percent got it..n it juz had to be my squad..n worse thy wan to aim for goh?wahhhh..cialat2..we shall c how tat goes...honestly i dun mind..cool gak kn kekekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my fi. which  means fitness instructor..asked..me..wad type of posting do i aim for..i said..hmm S.O.C??he geleng his head..n said..i wan u to become n F.I..who d freak wans to be 1 haahahaha..crazy aku da tak fit...n here he tinks im 1 of d fittest..is he blind or something!!hahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly..we were so called treated to an s league match for being so called a good squad lol!!!..between home utd n a french team...to b honest...tat was d first time..i felt ashamed to be a malay sia..old aunties n uncles were like scolding n cursing at d players n ref...n they came in bundles sia wit their kids n stuff...n some of thm were cheerleaders wit 2 kids??tak sedah diri ke..tat we mite die anytime..the best part was..1 of thier sons..a 6 year old..shouted nabei cibai~~so loud..n guess wad d father did....join in..so to all d girls who tink u r so lucky to get so many mat frens or mat boifrenz..be happy while stock last..dumbos~~~ caux wen its all said n done..wen u have his kids...n realised..tat ur life is a dead end...well then it will b to late...!!bohhooo to u &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to trust some1 is hard nowadays...i do have trust issues..i dun trust most girls..well thats juz me..n tats y im single... tungu la nnti pemaisuri dtg masok minang ker...hahaahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-7926134671135039032?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-7526888858826472362</id><published>2010-03-05T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T22:54:35.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>;)</title><content type='html'>see this relieved smile on my face.. :) yap2 tats called..phew....so lets scrap my previous entry..for now i noe d truth...tat those words onli came out from a certain individual..n another who juz blindly listened.. after all these years..a simple talk with some1 i truly trust n respect still does the trick..aint it amazing..thats wad i call a true fren..thnks for d effort!!!much appreciated!ice creams on me wen i book out!n ur boify too!miss him..lor..now i can go in ns wit no burden of guilt..n yes though im egoistic..i was told tat every1 has their bad habits..n if they really cud not stand me..they wud have left a long time ago..but tat doesnt mean its ok to b egoistic..i have to lessen it some way..n syukur though it was a text msg..really assured me.."don't worry wen izznt ur fault".so all in all i started my sat with no anger nor frustration..but with a sense of ease..that i noe i still have great frenz out there.. thats nakama to me. peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-7526888858826472362?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/7526888858826472362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=7526888858826472362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/7526888858826472362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/7526888858826472362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=';)'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-1964155915623752499</id><published>2010-03-04T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:05:24.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so it seems</title><content type='html'>temper3..its gtting d best of me nowadays..how i wish i cud juz breathe the fresh air of d beautiful sea lookin up into the sky..n juz submit to d calmness of d waves melodic sounds...life..its too complicated wen u tend to forget how simple it really is..recent events juz multiplies wad rage i've been keeping for so long..yet lil did i noe..it goes 2 ways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like i'm quite d hot topic among my dear frenz..nowadays..some say it was my fault tat my x left me..others..or rather the same pple conclude tat its partially my fault tat syukur is evading us..hmmm.maybe they r right maybe they r wrong..who noes..its kinda sad really..to realise those i confide in,actually confide in others about me..n worse it makes me edgy thinking..hmmm..who the hell can some1 trust..futhermre..how m i to confront those i need to..wen they themselves would rather have me take a step back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least 1 thing is positive..ns is coming..i can concentrate on other tings n thy can continue on their jolly life..maybe d road is getting shorter..a dead end perhaps..or a junction where every1 strts to go their seperate ways..who noes..but for now..all i wan to do..is...close my eyes n pray to god..to calm my soul..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-1964155915623752499?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/1964155915623752499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=1964155915623752499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/1964155915623752499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/1964155915623752499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-it-seems.html' title='so it seems'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-1158046123147099279</id><published>2010-03-03T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:33:23.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'>money</title><content type='html'>money..we noe wen we die..we dun bring it along wit us...but tat doesnt mean wen u borrow some of ur wealth to others..u dun expect it back..small amount wud b fine.here's d ting about pple nowadays..borrowing money seems so easy..caux thhy ting alaa..sure can pay back nyer..but wen d time comes..?the ting about me n my fam is..wen we borrow money we rarely ask for it back..caux wad we hope for..is..for d respective party to have d necessary decency to pay it back..its called mutual respect..i'm willing to help n thus u muz b willing to PAY IT BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but d worst ting is for my frens to borrow from my mum..n???tick tock tick tock..where is it..n my mum wud go it's ok la fifi..maybe dey really dun have money?or  maybe thy need to pay something! to hell wit that..i told her if its my money its ok..but tis is my mum siak..yap i'm boiling up..friendship can be broken due to tis kind of ting..n i hope i have enuff patience..n thm to have enuff initiave! &lt;br /&gt;any1 who ticks me off now..will sure get it frm me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-1158046123147099279?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-2006060999784022732</id><published>2010-02-24T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T04:28:44.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more</title><content type='html'>A girl calls a guy a jerk wen thy get dump&lt;br /&gt;a guy calls a girl cheap wen thy get dump&lt;br /&gt;well can't blame either can we..guys nowadays dun have the basic decency to respect a girl nor treat her right&lt;br /&gt;yet on d other Hand girls are easy to gt nowadays..simply look gd n wink or a simple smile will do..looks?that's wad turns a girl on or hell  if ur rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw d pics of d idiotic girl who took naked pics of herself at d park..wad d f was she tinking?which guy in d right state of mind would&lt;br /&gt;wan to marry a girl like tat?where did all d nice girls go sia..one a guy can b proud of?or trust not to do stupid things.sick n tired of hearing all dis break ups wen u Noe u deserve it..so here I'll b fair fuk jerks n fuk bimbos thy shud b held responsible.&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt some time ago tat we can't change some1 if he or her dun take d effort themselves.. &lt;br /&gt;So no more..now it's about me..tis world is to confusing to comprehend..no I dun have d courage to put faith In a girl caux to me at some point they'll juz wan more&lt;br /&gt;5 months of Bmt wud definately b decisive..we will c..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-2006060999784022732?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/2006060999784022732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=2006060999784022732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/2006060999784022732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/2006060999784022732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-more.html' title='No more'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-8858024539658752395</id><published>2010-02-10T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:24:08.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mistakes</title><content type='html'>shawal told me tis in malay..i shall translate it in english though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no man can escape from mistakes for everyman is imperfect yet no man shud live in fear of them..for learning is wad makes us a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short live is like maths..an equation..a lil bit of addition(happi days),subtraction(moody ones),multiplication(bonus),or division(sad nitex)..and d equal sign wud be d life we lead today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 1 can say they had not once took a wrong turn,n found themselves stuck in a dilemma..&lt;br /&gt;no 1 can say they r perfect in every way..for god makes us imperfect so tat we learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trial n error..tats wad life is all about..u try..n u mite be disappointed wit ur decision..yet instead of regretting.hold ur head up high n say..d end is not d end but a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;but of course the more trials u take u shud end up wit lesser errors..if not..u shud juz admit urself to imh..hehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad im trying to say is..d life we each live individually..is it worth it?or 10 years from now..u'll wake up old n tattered..wrinkled..lookin up in d sky n say..wad d f have i been doing.&lt;br /&gt;ponder on tat peeps..&lt;br /&gt;wal la nie lambat nah..terpakse aku blog!!ahaahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-8858024539658752395?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-2807892820174138239</id><published>2010-02-01T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:46:38.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAKAMA</title><content type='html'>blessed to b a part of my family..i cant conjure up enuf words in my mind to describe how great thy r..esp my mum n my sis..perfection may not b true but amazing mite juz b 1 of d many that comes to mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakama..means a circle of frenz..a circle..hmm a shape that has no sharp sides..not one side is longer nor shorter..equivalent in both width n length..a shape that has no start nor n end..a circle is wad describes the frenz i have around me.we mite have been thru a lot..ups n downs..barriers n walls so thick that we mite have even falter..yet we stand strong..a certain bond that can never b broken.sacred it may seem to be..that bond is wad makes d core of the circle..one i noe will last even if we r miles apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday..haha..hmmm..how to describe it..well in short..came b to sg..!!my mum n elder bro picked me up from d airport..ok fine,thy muz b bz..worse..no 1 called to even say hello..n wen i asked pple out every1 seemed to ignore me..zzzz..ok la i guess every1 was bz..la kn..even jak wal tgk bola pun tak nk!!!wahhhhhh...so d next day..i wen to class agama wit my mum..as per usual it ended at around 11..n we wud eat n go home..i was a bit suspicious..but ok la wen i opened my house door nothing was out of d ordinary..so fine!agitated redy..thut my frenz forgt about me!!!so i said arh..gi berak lagi bagos!!as i opened d door!!BAAMM!!!!tiba2 nmpk candle n i stepped on wad i thut was a pochong!!kiwak..cam nk mati katak siot..nasib2 tak pengsan..jatuh maruah ku..hahahahahah..but all in all..d cake was perfect!d company was d best d presents was n still is!!!!d greatest!if life gives u lemons u make lemonade...so cheers everybody..lets all have a sip..!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-2807892820174138239?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/2807892820174138239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=2807892820174138239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/2807892820174138239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/2807892820174138239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/02/nakama.html' title='NAKAMA'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-6835859573391660158</id><published>2010-01-24T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T12:30:14.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye dubai</title><content type='html'>wow..home here i come soon..&lt;br /&gt;no mre great food like tony romas, new york fries, hardees,&lt;br /&gt;no more ordering food at night n watch marathons of movies like family guy,criminal minds burned notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good bye to movies wit dear sis..which cost 40durhams per tickx!!&lt;br /&gt;ski dubai!!!i got 1 more go to on wed yES!i can go on d big hill now!!wohooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many tings oh well wen to wild wadi juz now..its like fantasy island remember?tat?but a million times better..&lt;br /&gt;hear me out peeps..ok at fantasy island u will have to walk to diff rides n thn climb up long stairs to get to 1 ride?tiring..very.&lt;br /&gt;but here in wild wadi u dun have to. y?&lt;br /&gt;simple..ok all u have to do is take a float,single or double, sit on it..of course ur in d water la now..thn thy wll push u to dis water jet that will bring u high up tossing n turning..till u reach ur first stop..here..u are allowed to choose between 3 difff rides which will connect to diff rides n so on!so which means..its not stop fun n u'll nvr noe wad is waiting up ahead..&lt;br /&gt;but d highlight of it is definitely d 10storey or so water slide!!awesome!!!!gerekk..n of course icing on d cake was caux i spent d whole day wit sis..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note..weird tings r happening to me here..a gay winked at me..n i really thought he was hot!la siak badan baik!&lt;br /&gt;thn 2nd a gruop of girls nk mengatal..weird..very weird..&lt;br /&gt;n last but definitely not least..tis arab gurl..wen running down d travellator..n literally shake her BIG i mean big boobs right in front of me?my sis wen wad d HELL..hahhaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-6835859573391660158?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/6835859573391660158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=6835859573391660158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;caux there can b no right if there is no wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz like there wun be laws if not for those who break it&lt;br /&gt;a dream if no one wans to achieve it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my guess is true..opposite attracts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love vs hate&lt;br /&gt;right vs wrong&lt;br /&gt;man vs woman&lt;br /&gt;peace vs war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one wun function without the other..&lt;br /&gt;u cant love if u dun noe how to hate&lt;br /&gt;u wun b able to differ right if u've never done wrong&lt;br /&gt;u can never be in peace if u've nvr tasted war&lt;br /&gt;by war i mean anything..a land of all possibilities&lt;br /&gt;and a relationship is only blessed wen 2 souls combine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all d saying is true nonetheless&lt;br /&gt;it takes 2 to tango&lt;br /&gt;it takes 2 hands to clap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d reason me writing is tis.&lt;br /&gt;to feel..not by truth or facts..&lt;br /&gt;caux i noe most of thm.&lt;br /&gt;juz to feel wad one feels without haven to tink..&lt;br /&gt;to feel wen his free..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-7492387890125337829?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/7492387890125337829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=7492387890125337829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/7492387890125337829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/7492387890125337829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/01/feel.html' title='feel'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-977412368964765872</id><published>2010-01-08T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:10:31.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>muay thai</title><content type='html'>the more days i'm away the more i miss it..&lt;br /&gt;now with contender asia 2 around d corner..i freakin miss it mre..&lt;br /&gt;miss d energy,the sound of d bag being hit..d fatigue i feel&lt;br /&gt;kinda miss being punched n kicked..miss how i wud feel alive wen i noe i did well&lt;br /&gt;muay thai muay thai..i hope i have a future in it..caux i wan to..even if i dun get rich..who cares&lt;br /&gt;i live once rite..besides religion..dis is 1 thing i wanna die knowing i did it..i gave it my all..so yeah&lt;br /&gt;i promised d guys by d end f dis year i'll fight in d ring..well here's to me n my dreams..lets hope i get d opportunity..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-977412368964765872?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/977412368964765872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=977412368964765872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/977412368964765872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/977412368964765872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2010/01/muay-thai.html' title='muay thai'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-5780050760202328635</id><published>2010-01-05T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T00:29:46.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspired</title><content type='html'>inspired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every man dies but not every man lives-william wallace(pride of scotland)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a war,powered by greed cant compare to one that desires freedom.&lt;br /&gt;isnt in funny how most wars start with love being the factor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can it not..when a word so divine can divide countries&lt;br /&gt;yet at d same time unite n bestow  peace upon lands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end..a king who rules using fear&lt;br /&gt;may gain many men to conquer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet a man who rules with heart&lt;br /&gt;has men who will follow till the last breath they breathe on this sacred land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for d 6th time i watched braveheart...it still nvr fails to amaze me..but for d first i do not think of u.yet i feel whole..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-5780050760202328635?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/5780050760202328635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-9005109776770258085</id><published>2009-12-21T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T08:46:58.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a warrior</title><content type='html'>i shall not falter..&lt;br /&gt;even if it means my demise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not tremble..&lt;br /&gt;even if d world around me crumble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall forever hold on&lt;br /&gt;even if it stretches me till dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall continue on marching&lt;br /&gt;even if i find myself crawling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dare i not..continue a life of uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;a maze of confusion running around for eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so be it..my hands bare this yearn&lt;br /&gt;so be it my heart still feels this burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i cross every wall passing yet another mile&lt;br /&gt;my heart may yearn yet i continue to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head held high  a warrior filled with pride&lt;br /&gt;not an ounce of regret..his strength his guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a year passed, his armor starts to rust&lt;br /&gt;he picks himself up his vision he still trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear god he signals to the one the mighty&lt;br /&gt;his fists clenched ever so tightly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in u i trust even if my armor rust&lt;br /&gt;may u take everything..if its a must&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for i noe..I noe there will be light&lt;br /&gt;to those who choose to accept ur might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a proud warrior trying not to yield&lt;br /&gt;to the many obstacles that circles the field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for im humbled for everything and anything&lt;br /&gt;even if in the end i may gain nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for in u god this warrior look upon&lt;br /&gt;as his sword his shield his final blessing even till the day his gone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-9005109776770258085?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/9005109776770258085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=9005109776770258085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/9005109776770258085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/9005109776770258085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2009/12/warrior.html' title='a warrior'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-7520412152114061092</id><published>2009-12-15T12:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:42:21.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another 1 bites d dust</title><content type='html'>well another one bites d dust..haish..yerp a fren of mine..had his relationship go bye2..isnt it funi..hmmm..tat everything is a cycle some how..relationship...was talkin to him in d car..n i told him&lt;br /&gt;me:u noe wads d problem with ur relationship bro...n so many others??well..there's no centre..&lt;br /&gt;him:hmm..yeah..i guess soo..but i tried bro..its juz she dun understnd we have to work toghter&lt;br /&gt;me:u noe wads amazing..look at ayid n nysh*sori guys for puttin u both in a spot hahA*&lt;br /&gt;him:thy 2 r y?&lt;br /&gt;me:well look close..ayid for instant..he can get angry at lil things..n his idung kimadia!irritating..n sometimes so petty kite pun confuse..n nysha cannnn be so annoying n irritating..thn even kiter pecah kepale..but look at thm closely..wad dey have not every1 has..&lt;br /&gt;him:ahhah say..kimak kau imagine r kiter tak kenal drng..nmpk kt luar!!cam adik beradik per..he goes on n on..cant tell u all wad hahahahahaa..too bad..&lt;br /&gt;me:yap thy come from 2 diff world..but thy make it into 1..amazing kn..they sacrifice so much..y?becaux thy wan it to work out..look at thm ayid gave up clubbin so did she..ayid does not have many girl frenz same goes to nysha..thy try to avoid misunderstndings by eliminating factors that may lead to arguements n so on..so were u both willing 2..&lt;br /&gt;him:yeah..ur rite bro..we have to sacrifice compromise n communicate..at d same time..&lt;br /&gt;well we tok n tok..n tookkkkkkk...&lt;br /&gt;on y d break up became such a big controversy..well..i cant understnd..wad is friendship nowadays??imagine ur gd fren contacting ur gf?or a recent x.behind ur back..even if its d other way round..come on la..it takes 2 hands to clap correct??i mean obviously he has feelings for her..damn so mad sia??y caux gua pun pernah kene per babe..case masih pending lak too..tgu la hari dia jer kn..u mite b hapi getting d girl u yearn..but ill have d icing on d cake..i mean in my case..i knew something was off wen we were toghter..worst case senario..she tinks im over reactin..but wen all is said n done..yes i was right..way b4 he had feelings liao..kimak badut la aku nie....chiishh dumb shit..no wonder i wan ur ass so badly heee..ok enuff of side tracking.. but yeah wadssup sia..i mean come on la..kalau pompan sharing bole la aku fhm wen his done u wan 2 contact but..nie tak siot kwn aku syg siak dia..but girl..total disappointment..plx..juz move on n dun come back hor..zzzzzz..i told u wen u wanted him back..not to destroy his life caux u urself = confused at least take time off to really figure out wad u both actually 1..but nope dun listen..now..look at d fuking mess u created..well da la da la penat r..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goin off to my first trip tomrw..n by end of next week BYEEEEEE..jumper 2nd week of feb yeerr..lalala..n yes nysha baju ill buy..n mizy nye topi try la aku carik??any1 else?aid?aib?got money i buy if not..i juz take picture of d things ok haaahah..balik sg broke la aku..hahahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA NYHSA SHAWAL MAKES SURE AYID TAKES CARE OF BIAWAK MY MOTTOR OK!!!HAHAA IF NOT YAAAKKDDUUUSHHHH AR...SYG TAU MOTOR GUA KAKAKAKA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-7520412152114061092?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-4053887943307582121</id><published>2009-12-12T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:06:55.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuk</title><content type='html'>d first chance i have...i wud grab it in an instant..yes gtting out of here...lazy la!!!llllaaaaazzzzzzyyy nk lyn all dis shit..laaaazzzzyyyyy...a fren told me..u gain nothing but u mite lose everything..d worst part is i noe..from d strt..i shud have juz..kept a low profile..now look at d hassle.pening...holidays please be mine..lucky i got no gf..she confirm pengsan 1 sia with everythin tats happening..baka..bbbaaakkaaaa...oh well ohh well..life is wad we make of it rite..shit..my fault thn..u reap wad u sew rite..damn rite..ok off to a lighter note..M.E.L.A.Y.U&lt;br /&gt;yes M.E.L.A.Y.U = gaya melebih..hahaa..let me share a story..&lt;br /&gt;d other day ..me wal kur nana n mizy wen jb twice!!!in 1 day hahaah..so dumb..but so fun...as we were goin home dese 2 abg2..mottor kilas my car..one right one left..me..being sleepy n all got furious..so i gave chase!!!i wind down my window&lt;br /&gt;me:oi mat apa cite?nk cari pasal?kilas gua cam 2?&lt;br /&gt;mat:APA!!!*hands giving me a fuked up gesture..daring me to stop by d road shoulder*&lt;br /&gt;at d road shoulder i wind down my windows&lt;br /&gt;Me:mat lu apa cita?gua tak kacau lu...lu kilas gua..gitu nye dekat..kalau gua terlangar cam ner??&lt;br /&gt;mat:TAKDA APA..gua tak langar apa...ade gua langar..&lt;br /&gt;Me:abih kalau langar tadi cam..lu claim insurance gua ar?&lt;br /&gt;Mat:muka sak2..tapi langar tak??&lt;br /&gt;ME:furious..opened my car door n got strait to his face..&lt;br /&gt;Me:lu ingat apa!gua yp??aH?lu mau apa cari pasal&lt;br /&gt;Mat:edgy n a bit worried..his gurl lost..eh takah gua tgh try pe ngn member gua?&lt;br /&gt;Me:Bih pe aku BADUT r..eh?aku badut pade krng??lu mau try samer gua on d road?ok lu turun skrng try ngn gua..kite fite cam?&lt;br /&gt;Mat:takde..aku....&lt;br /&gt;Me:da2 jgn bnyk bual..lu fierce kn lu turun SKRNG kiter 1on1 cam!!!!MAU!!&lt;br /&gt;Mat.:tak aku tk nk turun..&lt;br /&gt;Me:tak nk turun...EH lu muke mcm puki mak..sebelum aku tumbuk lu nyer muker..lu baik turun..&lt;br /&gt;his fren finally came over..&lt;br /&gt;fren:eh abg eh abg sorry ah abg...paisae ah...&lt;br /&gt;Mat:ok2 cam gini gua mintak sori amacam&lt;br /&gt;Me:wah lu mintak sori ngn muka sak2?apa cita.&lt;br /&gt;Fren:pulled me away n say abg paisae ar..&lt;br /&gt;Me:aku ok..cume jadi laki jgn jadi kental ..lu sua buat sala jgn jadi hero..lu mau kite try..gua ok nyer..jgn sampai member lu tk balik sua!!!&lt;br /&gt;thn we sped off..n made tons of jokes in d car!!ahahahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry for d long post..too pun i cut d story short..all in all..wth..tol r syukur ckp..melayu..gaya jer lebih..naaassiibb aku boyan!!ahahaahahah..syukur too bad u melayu u..hhaah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-4053887943307582121?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/4053887943307582121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=4053887943307582121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/4053887943307582121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/4053887943307582121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2009/12/fuk.html' title='fuk'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-2141470790924339255</id><published>2009-12-02T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T07:45:51.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>step down</title><content type='html'>stepped down..finally i made a decision tat i wanted..n not caux..i had to or need to..yes i've stepped down from up there to juz a mere member..its not worth d risk nor d reputation..i gain nothing yet tend to lose everything..e...im losing my close frenz because of it..caux of d responsibilities i hold..d burden i cant carry on my shoulders animre... i can take care of myself fine without being some1..soon enuff maybe in a few years i eventually will go out..for those who tink thy can have a go at me..do try..i welcome ur challenge..its gd to work out a sweat anyway..hahax..&lt;br /&gt;a year has passed me by..wad diff a year make..m i a better person..neh..but d picture is getting clearer now...as i prepare to bid farewell to u all for a month plus..i realise around tis time..last year i did d same..n came back wit a promise i still whole true..i dun regret wad ever mistakes i've done dis past year..for it has been a learning curve..nor do i regret letting u go..for i noe u'll b happier n looks like u found some1 better..nor do i regret pushing aside my studies to prove a point n b some1..though i feel a bit stupid..somehow every1 promises to b better d nxt year..n so i will not promise yet i will try..try for a better tmrw..try for a clearer picture..here's to a new book with a new title..n many chapters that may follow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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down'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-6113599195827635033</id><published>2009-11-17T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T17:42:52.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lil kids</title><content type='html'>got my pay a week ago.spent on?&lt;br /&gt;my bike.$400 bucks sia!!still need another 200 zzzz nie la pecut2 lagi&lt;br /&gt;gave mama some&lt;br /&gt;still contemplating whether to buy guitar heros!!which is 300 bucks..which i tink wit d support of my ever so eager nk main frenz i will!!kakakaka&lt;br /&gt;bt d ting about me..is..i'll tink n tink n tink..to spend or to save to spend or to save till i get bored n will fall asleep hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest was a nitemare..nysha shud noe y zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bt brighter side of life..was at coral pri yest.working...was in d dentist room chit chatting with her while configuring her com..her fam n my fam so similiar..her daughter is also flying..gt another daughter my age in ntu!!ahem2..nk jer aku kenal2..hahahah..wad a nice lady lor..she ask me..do u work out..i was like heee ahem2..arhh actually im in a fight group..dentist:no wonder...ur body like tat.. wen a group of girls came in...like gangster sia..&lt;br /&gt;thn one of thm were saying.."dentist2 my teeth pain"..i wan to take out...&lt;br /&gt;dentist:eh wah tis one ur 4th tooth in a month redy kn??u like to cabut gigi izit?&lt;br /&gt;girl:ahah2..tapi saya tak takut!&lt;br /&gt;dentist:bagos good girl..eh sal every1 pakai samer ribbon&lt;br /&gt;girl:kiter ader concert!!!!nnti kite ader rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;dentist:lagu aper awak joget nnti??nk tgk sikit bole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad happen next really was cute la sia!!!!the kids literally lined up in their respective positions n danced!!!!to a wondergirls nobody2 like u!!!!cute siak!!! kakakakakakakaa4kaaaaa ok tats it..nk tido lagi....lapar2!!nk pizza!!!!saper2 nk makan pizza kejut ok!!till thn i'll hibernate..zzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-6113599195827635033?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/6113599195827635033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=6113599195827635033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/6113599195827635033'/><link 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van was driving..swerving here n there thn suddenly tat fuker wen into my lane..fuk sia i was so angry n gave chase..swee lak kt depan red light..my elder bro get out of d car..wanting to kick d door...bt thy sped off..i gave chase...i swear all i wanted was to smash his face..around pasir ris we wen..thn dat fuker e brake..beat a red light n made a last second left turn..fuking angry..gz******* if onli i remember u plate no..u wait..aRH!!fuker..u c...pandai bawak cam champion..kluar r fite!!!kiter tgk saper champ..nabei..oh it was a chinese guy..i tink he tinks its his fuking father's road!!!knn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-252954948941331753?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/252954948941331753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-9134797157943671879</id><published>2009-11-08T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T17:21:47.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dubai</title><content type='html'>the last time i wen dubai..it decided d road i was gnna take in life..decisions i made with a clear mind...not onli did it change my perspective of life but it made me think of many things i nvr did b4..this time as i pre.plan my 1st trip of hopefully 4 diff destinations..i wud like to reflect on everything tat has happened n realised once again y..i chose this road of mine..caux i strongy feel tat life is like a box..its not how big nor small ur box is..nor does d colour or things in it tat matters..but its whether ur brave enuff to take a peek outside tat really counts..for life can b much much more..if only ur willing to risk n sacrifice things u think u cnt live without.think about it..we live in a world where many r crying over dreading over dying over petty things..one is money 2 is relationship 3 is jealousy...fark,wake up pple!!!relationships r juz nothing mre but a trend..how many pple have u told tat u love thm n end up hating?how many pple have promised u d sea d sky n d whole universe..yet didnt even come close..how many relationships did these words came out??..ur d one love..forever is not enuff if its wit u..or i cnt live without u for d thought of u is everyting to me..bladiblabla..haha..thn wen u part ways..n d sadness is gne n anger takes control..u'll blast many2 MANY bullshit about d other party to ur frenz..n walah!!world war 3!!kekeke..i juz think we have become so complacent to even c..the greatness life brings..!!!so my question to everyone is?10 years from now..ans me tis wen ur up on tat pelamin of urs..lookin at d many cameras at d manay pple frenz..family...stop n take a good look at ur hubby?does life really starts from there..or is it actually d end??hmmmm tink hard..b4 u ans..wud u regret not doing tis or tat wen ur young.?tink even harder..n lastly wud u agree tat u wasted life with nonsense..n now its too late to do anything about it caux..its juz too late..hahaha ok i noe i noe..y i hate relationship so much...rite..i do not hate..but i tink its juz over rated..tats all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-9134797157943671879?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/9134797157943671879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=9134797157943671879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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intend to be with anybody..no im not in a denial stage..i juz really wanna be single..its tat so hard to understnd..cheesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-3539428116297693577?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/3539428116297693577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=3539428116297693577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/3539428116297693577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/3539428116297693577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2009/11/look-heres-d-ting.html' title=''/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-2666319365207311298</id><published>2009-11-03T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T17:02:06.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sheading a tear</title><content type='html'>as i sit n wait..my mind wonder away..my hands felt heavy..my brain stopped as if to say..Man life is too short..too short tat its such a waste to juz drift away..i closed my eyes..took a deep breath..looked high up in d sky..n said..god do take care of emma's mum for me..for i'll do my part over here dun u worry..its a promise i made to her mum..a woman who i barely knew..a woman who welcomed me with opened arms..a woman who did not judge me..yet treated me like her own son..her words still fresh in my mind..MAn tolong jage emma untok cik eh man..my reply..ye cik man akan cube semana boleh..cik tak mau risau yer..being egoistic as i m i did not shed a tear till now..caux to me tears r for d weak..guys..chey we shudnt  tear..bt now i understand y aid did i understand y awal n aib did..n to realise i was d onli 1 lucky enuff tocross path with such a great person..pity for it was only for a short time..1 who was juz like my mum.selfless..i kinda miss d stories she wud tell me,n how emma's dad wud return to work,n show off his silat..juz becaux im in muay thai..n emma's mum wud watch..emma laughing away at me..i miss her smile d most..i remember telling myself dat i wanted to take her out 1 day..caux she told me how she love to drive around sg..n how her sons wud take her wen they r free..but now i guess....(tearing away).here's to a woman who touched my heart though i barely noe her..life may end for u now..but i promise u wad awaits is somethin magical..for god rewards those who deserve it..a selfless woman..u..my dear..1 who was a great mum..touching every1 u meet..even if it was juz a smile..ill pray for u..n i promise tat even if i were to be poor n useless..ur daughter n sons i wud always lend a helping hand..for u dun have to worry..u will always be kept in a special placce in thier heart..for u really are a diamond tat needs no shape nor cut..for its d shape of a perfect heart..tats wad u r.much love man biawak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-2666319365207311298?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/2666319365207311298/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-927610685227710130</id><published>2009-10-28T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T03:00:52.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok man merepek~~ahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;.here's the ting every1 has a girl/guy of his/her dreams..rite?well it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; mean we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wud&lt;/span&gt; end up wit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thm&lt;/span&gt;?DAMN!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;..not fair &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kakaka&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thn&lt;/span&gt; again we can always hope &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cnt&lt;/span&gt; we..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;2 y m i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;writin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; post..well was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;walkin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; d &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;shoppin&lt;/span&gt; centre &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;durin&lt;/span&gt; work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;thn&lt;/span&gt; passed buy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lingerie shop..like wTf!!haha which guy wudnt be aroused if their gurl was wearing somethin like tat haha!! ok i tink i speak for guys out there lor..Wen ur with ur wifeey..1st rule of sex is only as great as the person ur with.2nd wad dey were wearing before hand!!gurls!!!o.()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u said it..remember tat u said it..here's d end of our book..caux u said it.good luck in all tat u do..peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-927610685227710130?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-3734985677722220997</id><published>2009-10-23T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T04:14:15.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kids</title><content type='html'>here's d ting..im d fuked up lazy kind to gt involve.esp if its kids stuff..girl bickerin or wad not..its understndable la..u all r gurls anyway...bt WtF sia..how childish cn u all b..we r 22 not fukin 16?grow some balls for d guys..n as for d girls 1 word "pity".talkin trash,nonsense behind one's back is ok la..bt dun go make it into a freakin "sop opera".like i said i hate gttin involve bt if i do..guys..make sure ur hands are as strong as ur mouth..dun b bitchy la..if its a gurls ting let d gurls do d toking..do d gossiping..guys sty out of it..malu sia?unless ur born ball less?all of u gangin up on 1 person.tsk2..u all dun even noe her sia?full of nonsense la u pple..we dun a damn about any of u..we dun care wad u do or wad crap nonsense u all trying to prove to everybody..so do d same..dun give a rat ass about us..we wud definitely appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-3734985677722220997?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/3734985677722220997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=3734985677722220997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/3734985677722220997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/3734985677722220997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2009/10/kids.html' title='kids'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-4650086909510782183</id><published>2009-10-13T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T08:02:38.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>juz maybe</title><content type='html'>juz maybe d final chapter of our book is about to b written. good luck ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-2119949649728451126</id><published>2009-10-12T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T08:08:31.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a step closer</title><content type='html'>=) (=  today is the day..i cn finally say..man..all your hard work has paid off.. yahooo i was promoted to lvl 2 in muay thai..which took me roughly 2 months n a week ;p ..the best part was..he cme up to me n say.."good.. we wan u in our family" n the other 1 cme up to me..showed a gesture of respect,shook my hands n said..you good..very good..kap. damn..man so hapi sia..glad to c i made an impact!!!thy wan me in thier family!!yeah!!!!!hell yeah..!!hopefully 1 day..anyway.. i really wanna thnk so many pple in my life..u shud noe who u r pple.. but first n foremost..i wan to thnk god..for givin me n opportunity to allow me to excel in somethin i really like..n of course my mum..who was half hearted..caux she scared i wud beat pple to death..n i noe mama..u wan me to be gd in religion..too n i will promise.. ;p  till nxt time peeps.wish me luck!! muay thai!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-2119949649728451126?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/2119949649728451126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=2119949649728451126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/2119949649728451126'/><link 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/&gt;if its fate..wad shall not be wun be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man biawak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-8237635000110715256?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/8237635000110715256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=8237635000110715256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/8237635000110715256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/8237635000110715256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-i-dun-return.html' title='if i dun return'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-9158315061834281408</id><published>2009-09-30T08:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T09:02:37.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 stories 2 events</title><content type='html'>let me take tis time to share 2 events tat happened to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.as i was switching on my bike juz now..i heard cat calls..as in sounds a guy wud make to grab attention of girls..so i kinda ignored..onli wen i stopped to take n extra helmet 4 syukur frm d car did i realise girls were makin those sounds..worst part, at me.every sudden move i make seem to be amazing to thm.no pple im not sayin im hot..im d opposite of tat..bt yeah it  truly happened..so as i passed thm..thy were sittin rather how do i say it? "cheap"?pity..ur d girl n i feel like im d defenseless one?tis reminds me..a fren asked me tis quest a month ago.. man sal single?my reason was..well girls r to easy..im not offending all of u..i noe some great girls in my life..u shud noe who u pple r..bt girls..wad is happening..all guys need to do is figure u out..some sweet lovely words n wallaaa..r u tat desperate for love?or ur juz in it for d lust?im not perfect nor m i n example to follow..but if i wanted to b a bad boy so thy call it these days..it aint hard..bt i still believe tat many girls out there r not those i encounter..n trust me..it aint a gd sight..bt thn my fren replied..eh bagos r pompan senang..tk ya susah2 nk dpt..its true u noe..ur free..at least geylang pays 40bucks..so guys r d poison..n girls r d victim..or is it d other way round??hmm 1 wonders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.was at arnolds at paya levar wit syukur today..was walkin to wash my hands to eat..a couple which i passed by kept staring n staring at me..i brushed it off,bt it kinda got irritating so my temper gt d best of me..&lt;br /&gt;me:EH..mat aku utang kau duit?&lt;br /&gt;him:ah aper?(tk dgr i guess)&lt;br /&gt;Me:hands pointing at his face..Aku utang kau dit per tgk2 aku cm gitu?&lt;br /&gt;at that point i realised a makcik wit her daughter were eating in between us. yes paisae.d guy speechless....looked d other way..&lt;br /&gt;i waited for him to finish his food hopin he wud cross my path to pay for his food..bt instead his pretty girl did it for him..the best part was..he did not even gaze at me..bt he had to walk like a gangster out of there..syukur laughed..n i said..huh?tats all u cn do.i humiliate u in front of ur girl..tats all u cn do..pity.. so i told syukur..there's a diff between some1 brave n a coward putting up a front..im not saying im a fighter..bt at least i noe i cn go d distance?cn u?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-1284876801813968821</id><published>2009-09-24T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T06:37:01.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haiuix</title><content type='html'>feel like a weakling..yesterday my leg hurt so bad..i noe somethin was up..bt i still decided to go for training..in d end...my legs gave in..literally collapsed on d floor..damn!!felt so humiliated..not caux every1 was lookin..bt somehow i felt i disappointed my trainers..i recently got cmopliments from them..n a big possibility of moving on 2 d nxt lvl..bt now...haiya...a gd rest hopefully tmrw i'll b up n running...i need to..i wan too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-2605850891166446674</id><published>2009-09-14T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T13:50:29.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok..stressed.i can barely tink strait.how2...who to talk to?who cn really understnd.its true wad some1 said..in d end..i'll turn in circles..caux i do not dare take a leap.i always tell pple life is about risks..bt wen ur turn comes..hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;muay thai is d only ting tat keeps me happi now..its like a drug..a drug tat keeps me goin.i count down d seconds juz to go there..soon ill go 2times a day.soon is not soon enuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.. it was caux of an advice..i remembered.tat detoured me from punching him infront of his gf.kinda regret.. bt "relax yourself man" was d words ringing in my head.it always does wen im about to do somethin stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-2605850891166446674?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/2605850891166446674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=2605850891166446674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/2605850891166446674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/2605850891166446674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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DRZ soon..wohoo!!no2 my super4 is still wit me..juz playing a swapin game between d 2 bikes wit wal.&lt;br /&gt;my right shoulder is in a mess..can barely lift it at times..&lt;br /&gt;ok2..let me juz declare somethin in d open since many noe it redy..yes2 pple man joined muay thai..n yes2 man is using nysha's gloves in training.no2 u wun c me fightin till maybe a year or 2.wish me luck k n pray for my success.;p &lt;br /&gt;yest movie marathon..at my place.which tat bimbo calls a holiday FLAT??wad d..n who is always irritated wen i disturb her about her sis.&lt;br /&gt;me:sha..eh darling sis cam?&lt;br /&gt;nysha:diam la man!&lt;br /&gt;me:eh..jak dia join us la...btw she look superhot in specs la..kekeke&lt;br /&gt;nysha:man diam la ok&lt;br /&gt;me:sha out of curiousity y wun u let me date ur sis??&lt;br /&gt;nysha:MAN!!i dun wan to talk about it ok!!aku tk setuju.&lt;br /&gt;man:hehe.jgn terperanjat 1 ari aku date dia.lol&lt;br /&gt;nysha:MAN!&lt;br /&gt;haahahaa..relax babe jokin2 jer MARAh sngt2.kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.limits2..oh limits...juz look d other way my fren..look d other way.&lt;br /&gt;n love is blind..proven.haha.bt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-7820711588458848252?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/7820711588458848252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=7820711588458848252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/7820711588458848252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/7820711588458848252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2009/09/laptop-boom.html' title='laptop boom'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-49980321164901564</id><published>2009-08-06T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:20:11.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>damn...so tired..n so broke..not workin no more...n i spend a thousand bucks on a dream..i dun feel d least bit of regret..but...im broke..everytime thy jak kluar..de je orng nk blnjer..malu siak..im not tat kind..its thier money sia...&lt;br /&gt;well anyway yest was my first day..n im proud of myself..veterans told me i was good n was shocked it was my first.still need time..a lot to learn a lot to learn...but no worries my desire will be matched by my strong will to achive wad i wish i had achieved a long time ago..&lt;br /&gt;oh for those who dun noe wd i'm tokin about..i'll tell u pple wen im redy..maybe nxt year?&lt;br /&gt;anyway my final proj for sch is almst done..big thnks to cik...emma for all her effort n time she set aside for tis..im gnna post it up here..so u pple cn c wad a great job she did..oh of course i helped la..n im proud to say i learn quite a bit!!cool sia photoshop!waaaaaadddd...dun give me tt look readers.n ok2 emma..for d first time im gonna do d secret handshake wit ya ZZZzz lol..so aib afra..n the rest..dis is d first n d last..hahh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-49980321164901564?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-2448025895698901414</id><published>2009-07-15T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:02:06.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16/07/09</title><content type='html'>its d 16th already..may ur wishes come true, may no tears fall anymre n i shall pray that u end up wit happiness u so desire n deserve.happy d 16th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's to wad was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-2448025895698901414?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/2448025895698901414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=2448025895698901414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/2448025895698901414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/2448025895698901414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2009/07/160709.html' title='16/07/09'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-1118871889380135933</id><published>2009-07-08T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:59:27.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its not u nor its me</title><content type='html'>blocked?a heart made of stone?or crafted into one?i dun blame no1 for how im now..empty..not able to admit tat love is wonderful..full of promises..full of hope...not even u i blame..i n u chose tis path?n now our path are no longer 1.i dun blame u.no i dun..for wadever i may become..no matter wad mistake i may make..nor d days of sorrow one mite feel..i dun blame u..for if im gd or bad..if im right or wrong..its me i hold accoutable for..caux its me who decides to do it..will i not blame it on loneliness nor sadness..nor anger or frustration..for i noe..every thing happens for a reason..n every road has its end..even books are wit endings..even questions are paired with answers.juz like life..no matter wad we tink we may noe..or who we wan to be wit..no matter the hours spent cursing or the minutes spent wondering or d seconds spent missing..its not u nor me who decides..but faith itself is d conquerer..the judge the wiser.&lt;br /&gt;for that i sincerely apologise for those who pinned hopes on me.n all i do is to watch u falter..for its not my desire to c one hurt..nor is it in me to conjure such misery..but i myself am clueless to wad may await wen dusk turns to dawn....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-1118871889380135933?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/1118871889380135933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-271500375189249772</id><published>2009-07-07T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T13:27:08.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wantd to write a long post but fuk im lazy..so juz gonna write in brief.&lt;br /&gt;babe u noe how i always tell u aid is lucky to hve u..tis time im gnna say ur lucky to hvr him.i tink his great.in mre ways thn 1.n wad amazed me is how even if his ur fren.he wud hve a neutral point of view..which really helps..caux not many frens cn do tat..which is being FAIR to both parties.his simple bt great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i wanted to write abt girls..bt im darn lazy...i juz tink girls r... yap so much for writing.. n i juz wanna say a fren of a fren told me tat a gd fren is some1 who lets his/her fren do wad she wans n wen she falls help her gt up?i tink ur nonsense..if 1 day ur fren falls hard on d ground..lets c how u carry her up!bloody monkey u!if ur a fren..u wudnt even let her fall??kn sakit jatuh..kekeke so r u really a fren?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-271500375189249772?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/271500375189249772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=271500375189249772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/271500375189249772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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educated arnt thy?lol ok well kl nxt to watch GLORY MAN UTD PLAY!!thn off to thai wit bro's thn still considering,bt mum wans me to tke scuba diving which is also on july??!!n lastly hopefully finally to dubai n meet darling sis..!oh yes bye2 money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.aid said he need to save up money to gt married?im confuse y gt married ..no offence eh lovely couple..!!dude there's more to life!like euro trip!bungee jumping!free falling!fighting wit a bear!eating lame stuff like i dunno..LAME STUFFS!!haha!!i dun c marriage in my calendar..nah ah!!i tink relationship r juz lame..n r 4 d weak..i mean i noe i noe i will fall in love 1 day?but ans me tis..do u relly love ur partner..or r u juz f'ing desperate to not feel lonely tat u commit to d person closest to u..or d next in line. u fall in love..n then u hve ur honey moon period..thn u strt to drift n thn go bye2..thn u'll move on 2 d next say n do d same thing..n go bye2..so love is rubbish!d thut of it tickles me n give me goosebums.n did u noe that marriage is actually a burden if ur not redy 4 it..u'll be stuck wit  daily life!wit a daily routine..n u'll b too tired to hve sex at d end of d day..!so u'll settle for a quikie n soon enuf!~! u i malas la penat tau keje!!!haha!!so to whoever said if kawin cn hve sex everday!ur crazy my nigger!!!haha!!gwahahaa..ok im juz being mean!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-1402604141173361798?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/1402604141173361798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=1402604141173361798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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red...made me think of u.well tat's tat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-3838385774801868842?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/3838385774801868842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=3838385774801868842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/3838385774801868842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031640410259490967/posts/default/3838385774801868842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmmm.html' title='raye pics'/><author><name>firman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14891150105389610901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-5737349548941330578</id><published>2009-05-06T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:04:03.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>digitl imaging</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;DIGITAL IMAGING&lt;br /&gt;yap tats my final module for poly!!now i gt a feel of wad d x hve been doin in ite bedok.its freakin fun lor..bt freakin pening kepala..no wonder she likes it so much..oh ya did i say im lost!!!edit here edit there layer la magic wand la lasso la!!aku lasso kau baru tau!!hahah...damn d only person whose freakin good in dis is not in my life no mre..sianx..n oh ya i have to take pics too!!sia la!!thy tke so nice sia...nie confirm2 MAN MCM PHM!!setau aku snap sua la!gamba per..bt much respects siak to thm..power keper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH YA!!!im gonna gt my first camera on monday!!thnks many2 MUM!nie lagi..lecturer say adjust wad lens la shutter speed la f wad la?f u sua!!!haha!!..ok im dumb in cameras so she buyin me n eos80 or wad not..i told her anythin also can la!!tk cerewet!sal kn aok de flash nmpk gambar sua la..haha...yes2 i admit im dumb in dis area!!mati2...nk mintak tlng kt klass semua tgk aku cam nk makan lak?mati laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ps:ily is still a great show..reminise olden days ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-5737349548941330578?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aSvOzfL2ACU/SMMomVWOBVI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/FwVWKz1gXRI/S220/dsc00172.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031640410259490967.post-8906582838920409675</id><published>2009-05-03T22:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:04:21.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dream</title><content type='html'>N0w i only have u in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fav song at d moment:dambaan cinta(scrol down)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031640410259490967-8906582838920409675?l=mystreet13.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mystreet13.blogspot.com/feeds/8906582838920409675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5031640410259490967&amp;postID=8906582838920409675' title='0 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