<?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-6688784623901868326</id><updated>2011-12-11T18:36:37.617+08:00</updated><category term='TVseries'/><category term='emails'/><category term='raya'/><category term='frog'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='banjir'/><category term='kucing'/><category term='thanks'/><category term='having fun'/><category term='shah alam'/><category term='tumblr'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='SKTU'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='home'/><category term='express'/><category term='mid-semester break'/><category term='matluthfi'/><category term='family'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='happy thoughts'/><category term='video'/><category term='new year'/><category term='fromspring'/><category term='doodle'/><category term='pets'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='lukisan'/><category term='zakian'/><category term='numbers'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>It's Just Is</title><subtitle type='html'>a lot to see, so much to say</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>173</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3487342658094591855</id><published>2011-11-19T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T09:45:15.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zakian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lukisan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doodle'/><title type='text'>doodle-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SAQjWqEr6t8/TscKBlUKMjI/AAAAAAAAAnI/3P3o0ta290c/s1600/tumblr_luvcep273K1qe3ysyo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SAQjWqEr6t8/TscKBlUKMjI/AAAAAAAAAnI/3P3o0ta290c/s640/tumblr_luvcep273K1qe3ysyo1_500.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-3487342658094591855?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3487342658094591855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/doodle-ing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3487342658094591855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3487342658094591855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/doodle-ing.html' title='doodle-ing'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SAQjWqEr6t8/TscKBlUKMjI/AAAAAAAAAnI/3P3o0ta290c/s72-c/tumblr_luvcep273K1qe3ysyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-9170781993470012777</id><published>2011-11-19T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T03:14:35.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matluthfi'/><title type='text'>Rokok dan Kopiah by Mat Luthfi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"tapi aku tak boleh hidup sorang cm ni"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; "memang la tak boleh, selagi kau  tak bergantung pd yg tak mati"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from a youtube video by our very own &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/matluthfi90" target="_blank"&gt;Mat Luthfi.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Rokok dan Kopiah-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love the message he's trying to deliver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is indeed deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so here is the video&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/Ev18Uv06l7c/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ev18Uv06l7c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ev18Uv06l7c&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-9170781993470012777?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/9170781993470012777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/rokok-dan-kopiah-by-mat-luthfi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/9170781993470012777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/9170781993470012777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/rokok-dan-kopiah-by-mat-luthfi.html' title='Rokok dan Kopiah by Mat Luthfi'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-7369242823834315907</id><published>2011-11-08T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T01:28:08.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>the night's song</title><content type='html'>I was wide awake while the others are already sleeping, and dreaming away. How it feels good to be at home, where all the memories of my younger years linger around freely without any distractions. How beautiful the moments were, timeless and perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the kitchen, when I noticed a familiar tune, it caught my ears' attention in such an overwhelming way that it touched my heart. What it was? It was the frogs croaking and the creaking sounds of the crickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others might find this comical and hilarious, I mean, they are frogs and crickets!! They are supposed to be noisy and annoying. But in an unexplainable way, the sound i heard was indeed something pleasantly beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall how I used to be able to listen to the exact same sound almost every time after the rain have stopped pouring down from the sky, especially at night during the monsoon season. My mother would explain to me that the frogs are sad that the rain stopped and they keep calling out to the rain to pour down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It somehow has a calming effect on me, making me feel much more at ease and at home. I can only hope that this will be something that will always stay as it is, but knowing how the world is constantly changing and developing, I can only wish that it will at least remain that way as long as it possibly can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even recorded the sound, so I can take it back with me when i leave to Shah Alam. It will stay listed on my playlist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-7369242823834315907?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7369242823834315907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/nights-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7369242823834315907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7369242823834315907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/nights-song.html' title='the night&apos;s song'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-8994214708994932061</id><published>2011-10-10T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T21:47:04.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>inspiring.words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--msyxZuJFDI/TpL3D0DE5qI/AAAAAAAAAnE/y0vw8ie5cLk/s1600/nur-kasih-the-movie1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Semakin&lt;/em&gt; derita menghimpit kita, &lt;em&gt;semakin dekat&lt;/em&gt; rahmat menghampiri kita" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Nur Amina (Nur Kasih The Movie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--msyxZuJFDI/TpL3D0DE5qI/AAAAAAAAAnE/y0vw8ie5cLk/s1600/nur-kasih-the-movie1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--msyxZuJFDI/TpL3D0DE5qI/AAAAAAAAAnE/y0vw8ie5cLk/s1600/nur-kasih-the-movie1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-8994214708994932061?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8994214708994932061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/inspiringwords.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8994214708994932061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8994214708994932061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/10/inspiringwords.html' title='inspiring.words'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--msyxZuJFDI/TpL3D0DE5qI/AAAAAAAAAnE/y0vw8ie5cLk/s72-c/nur-kasih-the-movie1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-7434879765886040428</id><published>2011-09-02T03:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T04:01:17.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zakian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SKTU'/><title type='text'>SKTU Kids 9500 Reunion - Aidilfitri 2011-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--DaUl8eOS3I/Tl_W4444h3I/AAAAAAAAAm4/wJ-ON6D2wu4/s1600/311634_10150333221607628_500482627_7903821_6319121_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--DaUl8eOS3I/Tl_W4444h3I/AAAAAAAAAm4/wJ-ON6D2wu4/s400/311634_10150333221607628_500482627_7903821_6319121_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AfUbUTYK1g/Tl_W536HI7I/AAAAAAAAAm8/vh46kWZApc0/s1600/291872_273870822623062_100000004404810_1210909_4721607_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AfUbUTYK1g/Tl_W536HI7I/AAAAAAAAAm8/vh46kWZApc0/s400/291872_273870822623062_100000004404810_1210909_4721607_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hx_-59PzYiU/Tl_W6qY1biI/AAAAAAAAAnA/zHEkB8_ClCg/s1600/296381_273860242624120_100000004404810_1210876_5423140_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hx_-59PzYiU/Tl_W6qY1biI/AAAAAAAAAnA/zHEkB8_ClCg/s400/296381_273860242624120_100000004404810_1210876_5423140_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I celebrated Aidilfitri with my primary school friends. The kids from &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sekolah Kebangsaan Taman Uda Alor Setar Kedah, Batch 1995/2000&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. This is our second gathering. the first one was last year (impromptu). This year's gathering was planned at the very last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much to Fatin Nabihah for letting us use her house as the place for us to get together, and to Amarah and again to Fatin for the spaghetti. Thank you to Taufik for being the first one to arrive! To Yusri Ezamdi for the drinks and for calling and inviting more friends to come over. Thank you for Mohd Azfar, Anis Syahirah and Khairul Mursyidah for snapping pictures. To Nur'Izzah and Nur Fatiehah Mahmud for the Carrot Slice (slice ka?).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also to Alif Ashraf, Mukhlis Mansor, Syam, Nadia, Ahmad Asmizar, Syafiq Shahbudin, Rahim, Danial Hisham, Syamil Johan, Adib and Matzul&amp;nbsp; for coming and being there together with us. And of course to the others that I may have forgotten to mention or I just simply don't know their names, thank you for tagging along with us even when you weren't from SKTU. Forgive us for we might have said things that might have hurt your feelings, but please know that we don't mean a thing out of it, simply a harmless joke to break the ice. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly appreciate it. I hope our friendship will grow even more stronger with time. InsyaALLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, the photos are from Mohd Azfar and Siti Sara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-7434879765886040428?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7434879765886040428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/sktu-kids-9500-reunion-aidilfitri-2011.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7434879765886040428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7434879765886040428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/09/sktu-kids-9500-reunion-aidilfitri-2011.html' title='SKTU Kids 9500 Reunion - Aidilfitri 2011-'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--DaUl8eOS3I/Tl_W4444h3I/AAAAAAAAAm4/wJ-ON6D2wu4/s72-c/311634_10150333221607628_500482627_7903821_6319121_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3581494641555845302</id><published>2011-08-31T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T01:08:47.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zakian'/><title type='text'>Eid ul-Fitr.Eidulfitri.Aidilfitri.Eid.Hari Raya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GQUMYtvdVbo/Tl0JDK8XBEI/AAAAAAAAAm0/-sko0qc-ijk/s1600/P30-08-11_15.05.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GQUMYtvdVbo/Tl0JDK8XBEI/AAAAAAAAAm0/-sko0qc-ijk/s1600/P30-08-11_15.05.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GQUMYtvdVbo/Tl0JDK8XBEI/AAAAAAAAAm0/-sko0qc-ijk/s400/P30-08-11_15.05.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can forgive me for all that I  have done you wrong in the past  be it intentionally or  unintentionally. I would also like to wish all of  you Selamat Hari  Kemerdekaan Malaysia yg ke 54! I am forever thankful  that I have been  living in such a peaceful country (compared to most  countries around  the globe I find Malaysia rather soothing) for the  whole of 23 years of  my life that have been filled with so many colorful  faces that have  lighten it up with a magnificent blend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I   have lots of photos to share, but I am way too lazy to organize them   now. I will post another entry wih all the updates from my Raya. Despite   all the turbulence at home, most of which are caused by the kids, I   find it, really peaceful, it feels so much at home. I really wish that   my sister, Umairah and her hubby are here with us right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I   can't believe that I would be leaving to Shah Alam pretty soon. I am   really looking forward for the trip to Bangkok next week, but at the   same time, I really want to spend more time at home. Again, at the same   time, I Can't wait to meet up with all my friends in Shah Alam and of   course, to meet my sweetheart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this is extremely overwhelming -_-"&lt;/div&gt;yet so exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-3581494641555845302?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3581494641555845302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/eid-ul-fitreidulfitriaidilfitrieidhari.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3581494641555845302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3581494641555845302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/eid-ul-fitreidulfitriaidilfitrieidhari.html' title='Eid ul-Fitr.Eidulfitri.Aidilfitri.Eid.Hari Raya.'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GQUMYtvdVbo/Tl0JDK8XBEI/AAAAAAAAAm0/-sko0qc-ijk/s72-c/P30-08-11_15.05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-2965698142354195887</id><published>2011-08-24T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T02:20:39.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zakian'/><title type='text'>Don't</title><content type='html'>Don't leave me.Don't stop caring about me.Don't look away from me.Don't stop wanting me.Don't hate me.Don't ignore me.Don't forget me.Keep on missing me.Keep on thinking about me.Look for me.Find me and hold me.Smile at me.Laugh with me.Be in love with me.The way I am with you.Don't Quit on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-2965698142354195887?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2965698142354195887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2965698142354195887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2965698142354195887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/dont.html' title='Don&apos;t'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-7539192894201013151</id><published>2011-08-20T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T01:53:36.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"you're a man!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"you're a man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was what my cousin marwan said to me after two years of not seeing each other. yes indeed, a lot have changed, i mean he himself is all grown&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;up. and his sister sara, is practically a lady now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been two years since they last visited us in Malaysia. and seeing them after two years made me realize even more that a lot have changed since then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when marwan said what he did, i was like, yeah.. i am a man now. being the yougest child, i have been so used to the term boy or kid, that i have sort of forgotten that i am 23 years old now. thats huge! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope that with this age, comes a sense of maturity. i mean. i have to be able to think like a grown up now. but somehow i don't feel all that ready. am i really that much left behind? am i that much childish? am i acting like a 23 year old? or at least how a 23 year old should act like? im scared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyways, here are some photos that we took on marwan's camera the other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Years of Happy Living</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;August 14th 2011,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my 23rd birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am so thankful to Allah swt. for letting me live this long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and thank you so much for all the birthday wishes i've received.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;be it text messages, facebook wall posts, facebook chat, phone calls, face to face wishes, tumblr askbox.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you mama, papa, nana, amirah, athirah and adilah for the lovely bukak puasa at home. and the cake! is awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and to my sisters, unaizah and umairah for the wishes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d6CHFOF6DTg/Tkkai0TBHqI/AAAAAAAAAlo/iMPnbKWmvwY/s1600/IMG_7459.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d6CHFOF6DTg/Tkkai0TBHqI/AAAAAAAAAlo/iMPnbKWmvwY/s320/IMG_7459.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7X1QuGfHlqw/TkkbGkgo1YI/AAAAAAAAAl0/aIvJuv18Vn8/s1600/IMG_7462.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7X1QuGfHlqw/TkkbGkgo1YI/AAAAAAAAAl0/aIvJuv18Vn8/s320/IMG_7462.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2OqNUgI0QnM/Tkka5--kS5I/AAAAAAAAAlw/U1uyYCMASvY/s1600/IMG_7461.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2OqNUgI0QnM/Tkka5--kS5I/AAAAAAAAAlw/U1uyYCMASvY/s320/IMG_7461.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rcHklMqdVvM/TkkauVEnX9I/AAAAAAAAAls/OVIo2aywCtE/s1600/IMG_7460.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rcHklMqdVvM/TkkauVEnX9I/AAAAAAAAAls/OVIo2aywCtE/s320/IMG_7460.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and thank you to banchakorn. ruhiezad, azman, iswadi and zulfadhli for the lovely sahur session, and also to the cake that you have got me =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8egbgX1jPUU/TkkaEnLkaQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/eSUE1Rx1gLg/s1600/289428_10150287977522487_593767486_7730297_8043546_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ovw7s1s2P0/TkkaQ5sXM8I/AAAAAAAAAlU/2CfQOMb6W8A/s1600/IMG_7465.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XMxKzrIQoI/TkkbjJGUz1I/AAAAAAAAAl8/NpBcA7LKf_c/s1600/IMG_7464.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XMxKzrIQoI/TkkbjJGUz1I/AAAAAAAAAl8/NpBcA7LKf_c/s320/IMG_7464.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TXpIivb1CXo/TkkbUAL07eI/AAAAAAAAAl4/68eF5DaBqa0/s1600/IMG_7463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TXpIivb1CXo/TkkbUAL07eI/AAAAAAAAAl4/68eF5DaBqa0/s320/IMG_7463.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;thank you to my sweetheart nor liyana for the surprise birthday present that i have not yet received, but is excited to!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and last but not least, thank you for jasmin anis for the ice cream treat! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TijISbkGqYo/TkkaXFOmGqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/07pC4L8w83k/s1600/IMG_7446.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TijISbkGqYo/TkkaXFOmGqI/AAAAAAAAAlk/07pC4L8w83k/s320/IMG_7446.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugEXIXCYzRo/TkkaVtFc_lI/AAAAAAAAAlg/9VAhGs4D5mo/s1600/IMG_7445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugEXIXCYzRo/TkkaVtFc_lI/AAAAAAAAAlg/9VAhGs4D5mo/s320/IMG_7445.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, this is ikhwan, sahc band junior. we share the same birthday! he is now 15, and i am...well 23. haha..so happy birthday to us both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IxKr5taofP8/TkkeuirsudI/AAAAAAAAAmA/EHnCQw5AqFc/s1600/289428_10150287977522487_593767486_7730297_8043546_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IxKr5taofP8/TkkeuirsudI/AAAAAAAAAmA/EHnCQw5AqFc/s400/289428_10150287977522487_593767486_7730297_8043546_o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-8273563904105090387?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8273563904105090387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/23-years-of-happy-living.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8273563904105090387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8273563904105090387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/23-years-of-happy-living.html' title='23. Years of Happy Living'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d6CHFOF6DTg/Tkkai0TBHqI/AAAAAAAAAlo/iMPnbKWmvwY/s72-c/IMG_7459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-746250918706411187</id><published>2011-08-10T06:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T06:01:27.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary Flora Bell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBSv6iDvMAc/TkGtzO8oswI/AAAAAAAAAlM/xQY70304bBg/s1600/tumblr_lpnx0m0iaB1r13gsho1_250.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBSv6iDvMAc/TkGtzO8oswI/AAAAAAAAAlM/xQY70304bBg/s1600/tumblr_lpnx0m0iaB1r13gsho1_250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mary Flora Bell&lt;/strong&gt; wanted to “hurt” someone.&amp;nbsp; She was  an angry child,   the product of an unsettled home in which chronic  abuse was the norm.&amp;nbsp;   She had a friend, Nora Bell, and they often did  things together.&amp;nbsp; When   Mary was eleven, she and Nora lured a boy to  the top of an air raid   shelter.&amp;nbsp; When he fell and was injured, it was  thought to be an   accident.&amp;nbsp; Two weeks later, the corpse of  four-year-old Martin Brown was   found, another assumed accident.&amp;nbsp; Then  police discovered notes that   indicated that someone was taking  responsibility - two people, in fact,   who called themselves &lt;em&gt;“Fanny and Faggot.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt; Then Mary show ed up at   Martin’s home so she could &lt;em&gt;“see him in his coffin.”&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;  Two months passed   and another local toddler, three-year-old Brian  Howe, turned up   missing.&amp;nbsp; When Mary suggested that he might be playing  on a certain pile   of concrete, searchers looked where she indicated  and found his body.&amp;nbsp;   He’d been strangled and his legs and stomach had  been cut with a razor   and scissors.&amp;nbsp; The medical examiner believed it  to be the handiwork of  a  child. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Mary and Norma were brought in; Mary made up a story but  Norma   described watching Mary kill the boy.&amp;nbsp; They went to trial in 1968  in   England, where Mary was convicted of two counts of manslaughter.&amp;nbsp;    People called her &lt;em&gt;“evil”&lt;/em&gt; and a&lt;em&gt; “bad seed,”&lt;/em&gt; in part  because she seemed so   indifferent to the proceedings against her.&amp;nbsp; A  court psychiatrist said   that she was manipulative and dangerous.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- i read this on tumblr. decided to share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;source : &lt;a href="http://ramirezdahmerbundy.tumblr.com/post/8688346267" target="_blank"&gt;ramirezdahmerbundy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-746250918706411187?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/746250918706411187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/mary-flora-bell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/746250918706411187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/746250918706411187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/mary-flora-bell.html' title='Mary Flora Bell'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBSv6iDvMAc/TkGtzO8oswI/AAAAAAAAAlM/xQY70304bBg/s72-c/tumblr_lpnx0m0iaB1r13gsho1_250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-6977754557488469019</id><published>2011-08-10T04:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T04:35:26.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zakian'/><title type='text'>Cinderella Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H6HU3Gstygg/TkGYIYKQu0I/AAAAAAAAAk8/3CljGRswJVo/s1600/tumblr_lpogiqJ8LG1qe3ysyo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H6HU3Gstygg/TkGYIYKQu0I/AAAAAAAAAk8/3CljGRswJVo/s400/tumblr_lpogiqJ8LG1qe3ysyo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't sleep, so I have decided to watch a movie alone while waiting for&lt;i&gt; sahur&lt;/i&gt;. I choose A Cinderella Story. I know that i have watched the movie a thousand times, but it has never failed to entertain me. Anyways, while watching, i started to doodle, and what you see above is the results of my boredom. one thing i really like about the movie is the words they use. really nice quotes. so i used some of the quotes on my work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N-GN6enjclk/TkGYOLvJw4I/AAAAAAAAAlA/s6mirmVf2Jo/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-08-10-04h02m24s245.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N-GN6enjclk/TkGYOLvJw4I/AAAAAAAAAlA/s6mirmVf2Jo/s320/vlcsnap-2011-08-10-04h02m24s245.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Pw2-sLjjw/TkGYQcWxW1I/AAAAAAAAAlE/mkWRAkgP20k/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-08-10-04h02m47s226.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Pw2-sLjjw/TkGYQcWxW1I/AAAAAAAAAlE/mkWRAkgP20k/s320/vlcsnap-2011-08-10-04h02m47s226.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nIRDwQiS63M/TkGYSRzdvDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/xKgbdkMXd6k/s1600/vlcsnap-2011-08-10-04h02m52s16.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nIRDwQiS63M/TkGYSRzdvDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/xKgbdkMXd6k/s320/vlcsnap-2011-08-10-04h02m52s16.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-6977754557488469019?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6977754557488469019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/cinderella-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6977754557488469019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6977754557488469019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/cinderella-story.html' title='Cinderella Story'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H6HU3Gstygg/TkGYIYKQu0I/AAAAAAAAAk8/3CljGRswJVo/s72-c/tumblr_lpogiqJ8LG1qe3ysyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-669614638726222824</id><published>2011-08-10T02:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T02:07:20.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“&lt;span class="quote"&gt;most people yearn for someone to hold them and love  them all the way that they tend to forget about loving themselves and  making others see who they really are&lt;/span&gt;”                                                                                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0px 10px 0px 20px; width: 1px;" valign="top"&gt;                                         —                                     &lt;/td&gt;                                     &lt;td class="quote_source" valign="top"&gt;                                         Zakian Sulhi                                    &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-669614638726222824?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/669614638726222824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/most-people-yearn-for-someone-to-hold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/669614638726222824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/669614638726222824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/most-people-yearn-for-someone-to-hold.html' title=''/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-8674742897438186054</id><published>2011-08-07T02:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T02:45:14.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Me by Demi Lovato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before I fall too fast&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me quick&lt;br /&gt;But make it last&lt;br /&gt;So I can see how badly this will hurt me&lt;br /&gt;When you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it sweet&lt;br /&gt;Keep it slow&lt;br /&gt;Let the future pass&lt;br /&gt;And don't let go&lt;br /&gt;But tonight I could fall too soon&lt;br /&gt;To this beautiful moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But your so hypnotizing&lt;br /&gt;You've got me laughing while I sing&lt;br /&gt;You've got me smiling in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;And I can see this unraveling&lt;br /&gt;Your love is where I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;But please don't catch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this heart&lt;br /&gt;Won't settle down&lt;br /&gt;Like a child running scared from a clown&lt;br /&gt;I'm terrified of what you do&lt;br /&gt;My stomach screams just when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Run far away&lt;br /&gt;So I can breathe&lt;br /&gt;Even though your far from suffocating me&lt;br /&gt;I can't set my hopes too high&lt;br /&gt;Cause every hello ends with a goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But your so hypnotizing&lt;br /&gt;You've got me laughing while I sing&lt;br /&gt;You've got me smiling in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;And I can see this unraveling&lt;br /&gt;Your love is where I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;But please don't catch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you see&lt;br /&gt;Why I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;I can't open up my heart without a care&lt;br /&gt;But here I go&lt;br /&gt;It's what I feel&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time in my life I know it's real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But your so hypnotizing&lt;br /&gt;You've got me laughing while I sing&lt;br /&gt;You've got me smiling in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;And I can see this unraveling&lt;br /&gt;Your love is where I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;So please don't catch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is love, please don't break me&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up&lt;br /&gt;So just catch me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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"sweet victory" but not all victories are sweet, some actually come with remorse and awful feelings, so how can that ever be sweet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-7742665305849392071?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7742665305849392071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/sweet-victory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7742665305849392071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7742665305849392071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/sweet-victory.html' title='sweet victory'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-7645675506624461192</id><published>2011-08-03T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T00:28:40.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect</title><content type='html'>how can i ever tear something so perfect? something of such delicate beauty, so innocent, so pure. a flower blooming with such radiance? so perfect. so right. how could i cut it from its roots? why can't i just leave it, let it grow even though eventually, it will fall off its tree.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dh cukup mengarut..goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-7645675506624461192?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7645675506624461192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7645675506624461192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7645675506624461192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/perfect.html' title='perfect'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-5613111884410363831</id><published>2011-08-02T05:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T05:49:58.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“Life is painful and messed up. It gets complicated at the worst of times, and sometimes you have no idea where to go or what to do. Lots of times people just let themselves get lost, dropping into a wide open, huge abyss. But that’s why we have to keep trying. We have to push through all that hurts us, work past all our memories that are haunting us. Sometimes the things that hurt us are the things that make us strongest. A life without experience, in my opinion, is no life at all. And that’s why I tell everyone that, even when it hurts, never stop yourself from living.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alysha Speer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-5613111884410363831?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5613111884410363831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5613111884410363831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5613111884410363831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/quote.html' title='quote'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-7594753483510714532</id><published>2011-08-02T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T03:55:50.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zakian'/><title type='text'>drawing.doodling.sketching.scr​ibbling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lj0QZmOqvQA/TjcEuDtEQYI/AAAAAAAAAk4/m4YjHjGL-q4/s1600/Snapshot_20110802_4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lj0QZmOqvQA/TjcEuDtEQYI/AAAAAAAAAk4/m4YjHjGL-q4/s400/Snapshot_20110802_4.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WOqIzHVNpEQ/Tjb1TC0dCHI/AAAAAAAAAk0/aSroIXFtqqA/s1600/Snapshot_20110802_3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WOqIzHVNpEQ/Tjb1TC0dCHI/AAAAAAAAAk0/aSroIXFtqqA/s400/Snapshot_20110802_3.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-7594753483510714532?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7594753483510714532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/drawingdoodlingsketchingscribbling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7594753483510714532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7594753483510714532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/drawingdoodlingsketchingscribbling.html' title='drawing.doodling.sketching.scr​ibbling.'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lj0QZmOqvQA/TjcEuDtEQYI/AAAAAAAAAk4/m4YjHjGL-q4/s72-c/Snapshot_20110802_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-7469136940054480362</id><published>2011-08-02T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T02:15:04.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flaws</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;“&lt;span class="quote"&gt;I like flaws. I think they make things interesting.&lt;/span&gt;”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Sarah Dessen-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(The Truth about Forever)                                                                                                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 10px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0px 10px 0px 20px; text-align: center; width: 1px;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                     &lt;td class="quote_source" style="text-align: center;" valign="top"&gt;true..imagine a world without them, where everything is the same. how dull would things be, so let us all embrace our flaws, it makes us who we are, makes us stand out from the others. let it be the reason for us to be loved.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-7469136940054480362?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7469136940054480362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/flaws.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7469136940054480362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7469136940054480362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/flaws.html' title='flaws'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-800316585015369649</id><published>2011-08-01T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T19:16:43.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MakanMakan~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha..i am just writing now to fill my time waiting for bukak puasa.. so, i just wanted to say, SELAMAT BERPUASA to all~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*mcm ada org baca ja kan? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-800316585015369649?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/800316585015369649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/makanmakan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/800316585015369649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/800316585015369649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/makanmakan.html' title='MakanMakan~'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-4688588199411764117</id><published>2011-08-01T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T01:03:18.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zakian'/><title type='text'>washing my hands again and again</title><content type='html'>i have this habit that i wash my hands a lot whenever i am thinking about something, literally wash them, sometimes using sopa, but most of the time, i just let the water run on both hands of mine. and i will indulge myself with the cooling sensation and calming effect it sort of give me. it is just so relaxing, almost like therapy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but washing hands isn't the issue here, instead it is what actually makes me wash my hands that is in question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you see, in life, i have a bunch of people that mean a lot to me. a special group of people that i consider as most important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this habit of not wanting to trouble them, because well, i just don't want to give them more trouble. i am pretty sure i can figure things out somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i do this, it seems that i am actually hurting their feelings because to them, it seems as if they don't matter to me thus i don't involve them in anything that i do, even when the truth is i just don't want to trouble them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i try to involve them in things that i do. up to some point i feel bad, as if i am troubling them way too much. like i am somehow suffocating them with my problems.&lt;br /&gt;nut i really do need them at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to sum things up.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i feel like i am able to to things on my own, i feel bad that i make others feel like i don't need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at times when i need the most, i feel bad because i feel like i am suffocating them, strangling them to death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know you'll probably say that i am over thinking this way too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, but, i just cant stop thinking about it. it seems never ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just have to write this down, to let it out, because i don't know who else to trouble,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-4688588199411764117?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4688588199411764117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/washing-my-hands-again-and-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/4688588199411764117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/4688588199411764117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/08/washing-my-hands-again-and-again.html' title='washing my hands again and again'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-7258699687639908164</id><published>2011-07-27T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T00:50:49.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i want</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want chocolates, i want sushi, i want rice, and i want pies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at the end i just throw up and get sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want a cool shirts, i want a new phone, i want a car, and i want as much money as&amp;nbsp; i can get&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in the end i just end up spending more that i can afford to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is all deceiving me. keeping me further from the true thing that i want the most which is to be loved and cared for. to belong. and to achieve something more meaningful in life without needing to have any of those that i thought i wanted&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-7258699687639908164?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7258699687639908164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-i-want.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7258699687639908164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7258699687639908164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-i-want.html' title='what i want'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-8323272071982487390</id><published>2011-07-25T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T02:30:13.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zakian'/><title type='text'>an attempt</title><content type='html'>this is an attempt to try and post something that people would actually read, as i have already known for quite a long time now, nobody really reads this blog, i don't blame them though,&amp;nbsp; there is nothing much to read anyway. this is because, i don't go and do exciting things all the time, i don't have awesome photos to share with the world, i am not a famous guy with gossips and controversies tied around my neck, i don't have the ability to sing and post my video for people to listen to, and i don't know how to write my entries to make them sound as if it were copied out from a book or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't really care, because i am happy with this life of mine.as dull as it may be, it has managed to shape me and allow me to actually write this post. i love my life as hurtful and as amazing it could get, as it has been and as it will be. in this gray life of mine, i have found so many colorful people and experience a lot of wonderful things that have taught me valuable lessons. i have learned to love, hate, respect, remember, and work myself through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so it seems that this post is getting no where in particular. just something that crossed my mind at the moment of boredom, as an attempt to escape bored-ness and trying to get my self sleepy enough to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, till next boredom, see ya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-8323272071982487390?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8323272071982487390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/attempt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8323272071982487390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8323272071982487390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/attempt.html' title='an attempt'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-8999998498666430928</id><published>2011-07-22T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T01:48:06.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fact.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Here’s something I bet you don’t know: &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; In the late 1880s, the body of a 16-year-old girl was pulled from the    Seine. She was apparently a suicide, as her body showed no marks of    violence, but her beauty and her enigmatic smile led a Paris  pathologist   to order a plaster death mask of her face.&lt;br /&gt;In the romantic atmosphere of &lt;em&gt;fin de siècle&lt;/em&gt; Europe the girl’s face became an ideal of feminine beauty. The protagonist of Rainer Maria Rilke’s 1910 novel &lt;em&gt;The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge&lt;/em&gt;  writes, “The mouleur, whose shop I pass every day, has hung two plaster    masks beside his door. [One is] the face of the young drowned woman,    which they took a cast of in the morgue, because it was beautiful,    because it smiled, because it smiled so deceptively, as if it knew.”&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, in 1958 the anonymous girl’s features were used to model    the first-aid mannequin Rescue Annie, on which thousands of students    have practiced CPR. Though the girl’s identity remains a mystery, her    face, it’s said, has become “the most kissed face of all time.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-24TQdFGYvkU/TihmKkWLoeI/AAAAAAAAAkw/EtqjiOAaonk/s1600/tumblr_lop12mFS5M1qha98so1_250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-24TQdFGYvkU/TihmKkWLoeI/AAAAAAAAAkw/EtqjiOAaonk/s1600/tumblr_lop12mFS5M1qha98so1_250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i found this on tumblr. so i decided it is worth sharing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-8999998498666430928?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8999998498666430928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/fact.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8999998498666430928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8999998498666430928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/fact.html' title='Fact.'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-24TQdFGYvkU/TihmKkWLoeI/AAAAAAAAAkw/EtqjiOAaonk/s72-c/tumblr_lop12mFS5M1qha98so1_250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-8449595530230266033</id><published>2011-07-20T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T23:39:03.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>troubled mind</title><content type='html'>i havent been updating this blog for a while now. i guess it is because i was so caught up with my school band. that i have no time to check up on my feelings. now that marching season is over, i feel like i have nothing to do. boredom kicks in and i start to think. and now that i have think, i realized that, i have treated a lot of people in a wrong way. and the best part is, most of the time i didn't even realize i was doing it. and that thought disturbs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i am just a guy. i am one normal human being, i am not perfect, so please give me room to make mistakes, don't expect too much from me, because i can't stand the pressure of letting people down. please forgive me. for doing the wrong things in life, but at least i can learn from them. with the wrongs i've done, i can see things from a better view, and try to mend my ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it wrong to not be the perfect person everyone thinks you are?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-8449595530230266033?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8449595530230266033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/troubled-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8449595530230266033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8449595530230266033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/troubled-mind.html' title='troubled mind'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3177604969966462463</id><published>2011-07-14T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T12:04:09.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f.r.i.e.n.d.s. moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tUSX8uadm34/Th5qp5TP4tI/AAAAAAAAAks/kxhVQtd8fG4/s1600/tumblr_loazuyH8kR1qb0kx2o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="398" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tUSX8uadm34/Th5qp5TP4tI/AAAAAAAAAks/kxhVQtd8fG4/s640/tumblr_loazuyH8kR1qb0kx2o1_500.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel:&lt;/strong&gt; Just turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ross:&lt;/strong&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel:&lt;/strong&gt; I don’t want you to see me naked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ross:&lt;/strong&gt;  Rachel, I’ve seen you naked a million times. I ate hot fudge off you  naked. Remember, I-I sucked that mini-marshmallow out of your belly  button?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, but that was different. Y’know? I mean, we were, we were going out then, now I think it’s weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ross:&lt;/strong&gt; Rach, y’know I can see you naked any time I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel:&lt;/strong&gt; What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ross:&lt;/strong&gt; All I have to do is close my eyes. See? &lt;em&gt;(closes his eyes)&lt;/em&gt; Woo-hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel:&lt;/strong&gt; Ross! Stop that! I don’t want you thinking of me like that any more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ross: &lt;/strong&gt;Ahh, sorry, nothing you can do about it. It’s one of my ah, rights as the ex-boyfriend. &lt;em&gt;(closes his eyes again)&lt;/em&gt; Oop, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel:&lt;/strong&gt; Stop it! Cut it out! Cut it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ross:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, okay, I’m sorry, it will never happen… &lt;em&gt;(closes eyes)&lt;/em&gt; Uh-oh! Wait a minute! Wait-wait, now there are a hundred of you and I’m the king.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-3177604969966462463?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3177604969966462463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/friends-moments.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3177604969966462463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3177604969966462463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/friends-moments.html' title='f.r.i.e.n.d.s. moments'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tUSX8uadm34/Th5qp5TP4tI/AAAAAAAAAks/kxhVQtd8fG4/s72-c/tumblr_loazuyH8kR1qb0kx2o1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-6048476359796708176</id><published>2011-07-12T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T23:50:55.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zakian'/><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>heart i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;why is it that you desire?&lt;br /&gt;why this feeling of longing for something?&lt;br /&gt;am i not on the right path?&lt;br /&gt;what have gone wrong?&lt;br /&gt;what have i missed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-6048476359796708176?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6048476359796708176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6048476359796708176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6048476359796708176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/07/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3276014013906383000</id><published>2011-06-28T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T23:26:42.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;despite  all the things people say to me, whether in front of my face and behind  my back, i am willing to cheer for both, because i am proud of where i  came from.but the question now is, are you ready to do so? -zakian sulhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-3276014013906383000?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3276014013906383000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/06/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3276014013906383000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3276014013906383000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/06/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-2320164000134297920</id><published>2011-06-19T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T14:13:06.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 NATCOMP 2011 - Central Zone Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fY_oGZtxb8s/Tf2Q1ySircI/AAAAAAAAAkk/GUNwme-Qkvs/s1600/254868_2139114398157_1255066171_32669332_1049110_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="464" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fY_oGZtxb8s/Tf2Q1ySircI/AAAAAAAAAkk/GUNwme-Qkvs/s640/254868_2139114398157_1255066171_32669332_1049110_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stadium Hoki Pandamaran Klang, 9.00am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KUALA LUMPUR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Champion&lt;/b&gt;: SMK St John – 75.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Runner-up&lt;/b&gt;: SMJK Chong Hwa – 60.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd Runner-Up&lt;/b&gt;: SMK Cochrane – 57.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEST DRUM MAJOR (KUALA LUMPUR) &lt;/b&gt;– SMK St John - 69 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SELANGOR (CATEGORY A)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Champion&lt;/b&gt;: SMK Seri Garing – 68.8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Runner-Up&lt;/b&gt;: SMK Tinggi Klang – 66.9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd Runner-Up&lt;/b&gt;: SMK Seafield – 58.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SELANGOR (CATEGORY B)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Champion&lt;/b&gt;: SMK Sultan Salahuddin Aziz Shah – 49.7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Runner-Up&lt;/b&gt;: SMK Raja Mahadi – 46.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd Runner-Up&lt;/b&gt;: SMK Raja Zarina – 46.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4th&lt;/b&gt;: SMK Dato Hamzah – 44.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5th&lt;/b&gt;: SMK Batu 8 – 42.9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6th&lt;/b&gt;: SMK Bukit Kuda – 34.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEST DRUM MAJOR (SELANGOR)&lt;/b&gt; – SMK Tinggi Klang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEST CONDUCTOR (SELANGOR) &lt;/b&gt;– SMK Seafield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEST UNIFORM (SELANGOR)&lt;/b&gt; – SMK Seafield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OPEN CATEGORY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Champion&lt;/b&gt;: SMK St John - 75.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Runner-up&lt;/b&gt;: SMK Seri Garing - 68.8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2nd Runner-up&lt;/b&gt;: SMK Tinggi Klang - 66.9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEST DRUM MAJOR (OPEN CATEGORY)&lt;/b&gt; – SMK Tinggi Klang - 71&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo : &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.2139113798142.2129984.1255066171#%21/king.fizi1"&gt;King Fizi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;info :&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/zakian.sulhi/posts/10150227335947487#%21/pages/Malaysia-National-Band-Competition-NATCOMP/120208794729037"&gt; Malaysia National Band Competition (NATCOMP)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-2320164000134297920?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2320164000134297920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/06/2011-natcomp-2011-central-zone-results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2320164000134297920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2320164000134297920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/06/2011-natcomp-2011-central-zone-results.html' title='2011 NATCOMP 2011 - Central Zone Results'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fY_oGZtxb8s/Tf2Q1ySircI/AAAAAAAAAkk/GUNwme-Qkvs/s72-c/254868_2139114398157_1255066171_32669332_1049110_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-7175563316057683843</id><published>2011-06-18T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T02:21:55.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>macam sama ja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWoJcWrndfc/TfuasFhjFUI/AAAAAAAAAkg/fXrHcNc_p40/s1600/tumblr_lmvcoiBuJD1qe3ysyo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWoJcWrndfc/TfuasFhjFUI/AAAAAAAAAkg/fXrHcNc_p40/s320/tumblr_lmvcoiBuJD1qe3ysyo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was reading a magazine when i came across Justin Bieber's photo, and i can't stop to think that his face looks almost the same as The Vampire Diaries actor, Paul Wesley. so i googled their photos and put them side by side. don't you think they look alike?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sama kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-7175563316057683843?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7175563316057683843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/06/macam-sama-ja.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7175563316057683843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7175563316057683843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/06/macam-sama-ja.html' title='macam sama ja'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWoJcWrndfc/TfuasFhjFUI/AAAAAAAAAkg/fXrHcNc_p40/s72-c/tumblr_lmvcoiBuJD1qe3ysyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-7777839105087141625</id><published>2011-06-17T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T11:54:25.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NATCOMP 2011 - Southern Zone Results.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NeF3TDaOFvA/TfrPB2ELc2I/AAAAAAAAAj8/MUTv1aO_Cgo/s1600/68b62085e41e8f225811766f8d5eb2bb_L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="336" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NeF3TDaOFvA/TfrPB2ELc2I/AAAAAAAAAj8/MUTv1aO_Cgo/s640/68b62085e41e8f225811766f8d5eb2bb_L.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stadium Pasir Gudang, 9.00am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st place: &lt;/strong&gt;Sekolah Tun Fatimah ( 70.5% )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd place: &lt;/strong&gt;Pasir Gudang Band (66.8%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd place:&lt;/strong&gt; SMK Mengkibong (57%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Drum Major:&lt;/strong&gt; SMK Mengkibol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;source&amp;nbsp;: &lt;a href="http://voteband.net/v4/index.php" title="Voteband.net"&gt;Voteband&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_fsSJwWaTM&amp;amp;feature=youtu.be"&gt;STF BAND (LADY GAGA) NATCOMP 2011 REGIONALS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/r_fsSJwWaTM/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r_fsSJwWaTM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-554712387736377033</id><published>2011-06-11T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T09:38:55.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am a narrow minded guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who has been trying to broaden up my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so forgive me if i do things my own way every now and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and pardon my mistakes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i mean hey, at least i am learning right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and my mind isn't as narrow as it used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-554712387736377033?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/554712387736377033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/06/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/554712387736377033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/554712387736377033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/06/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-2391656211291430630</id><published>2011-06-11T01:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T01:46:51.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NatComp 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quick update&lt;br /&gt;on the 2011 Natcomp &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PARTICIPATING BANDS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East Malaysia Zone&lt;br /&gt;28 June 2011, Stadium Miri, 9.00am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMK St. Colomba&lt;br /&gt;SMK St. Joseph Miri&lt;br /&gt;SMK Chung Hua Miri&lt;br /&gt;SMK Jalan Riam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Northern Zone II&lt;br /&gt;25 June 2011, Stadium Bandaraya Pulau Pinang, 4.00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMJK Chung Lin Butterworth&lt;br /&gt;SMJK Jit Sin Bukit Mertajam&lt;br /&gt;SMJK Perempuan Cina Pulau Pinang&lt;br /&gt;SMJK Union&lt;br /&gt;SM Sains Tun Syed Sheikh Shahabuddin&lt;br /&gt;SMK (P) St. George&lt;br /&gt;SMK Bagan Jaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Northern Zone I&lt;br /&gt;23 June 2011, Stadium Sultan Abd Halim, Time: TBC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMK Sultnah Asma&lt;br /&gt;Kolej Sultan Abdul Hamid&lt;br /&gt;SMJK Keat Hwa - Special Performance (TBC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East Coast Zone&lt;br /&gt;21 June 2011, Stadium Gong Badak Kuala Terengganu, 9.00am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMK Tengku Ibrahim&lt;br /&gt;SMK Padang Midin&lt;br /&gt;SMK Tengku Ampuan Intan&lt;br /&gt;SMK Tengku Mizan Zainal Abidin&lt;br /&gt;Methodist Girls School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Central Zone&lt;br /&gt;18 June 2011, Stadium Hoki Pandamaran Klang, 9.00am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMK Tinggi Klang&lt;br /&gt;SMK Seri Garing&lt;br /&gt;SMK Batu 8&lt;br /&gt;SMK Dato' Hamzah&lt;br /&gt;SMK Raja Zarina&lt;br /&gt;SMK (P) Bukit Kuda&lt;br /&gt;SMK Sultan Salahuddin Abd Aziz Shah&lt;br /&gt;SMK Raja Mahadi&lt;br /&gt;SMK La Salle Klang&lt;br /&gt;SMK Seafield&lt;br /&gt;SMK St. John's Institution&lt;br /&gt;SMK Cochrane&lt;br /&gt;SMJK Chung Hwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern Zone&lt;br /&gt;15 June 2011, Stadium Pasir Gudang, 9.00am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekolah Tun Fatimah&lt;br /&gt;SM Sains Kota Tinggi&lt;br /&gt;SMK Paduka Tuan&lt;br /&gt;SMK Jalan Mengkibol&lt;br /&gt;Pancaragam Majlis Perbandaran Pasir Gudang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-2391656211291430630?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2391656211291430630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/06/natcomp-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2391656211291430630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2391656211291430630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/06/natcomp-2011.html' title='NatComp 2011'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3357755822755979180</id><published>2011-06-03T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T20:49:19.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zakian'/><title type='text'>choose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5U0uoYpyYtQ/TejYLT7vjTI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Rko-ez6DvlE/s1600/tumblr_llxwrpVmci1qim84io1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5U0uoYpyYtQ/TejYLT7vjTI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Rko-ez6DvlE/s320/tumblr_llxwrpVmci1qim84io1_500.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wish it were as easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-_-" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-3357755822755979180?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3357755822755979180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/06/choose.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3357755822755979180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3357755822755979180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/06/choose.html' title='choose'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5U0uoYpyYtQ/TejYLT7vjTI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Rko-ez6DvlE/s72-c/tumblr_llxwrpVmci1qim84io1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-627587325811040042</id><published>2011-05-30T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T02:06:57.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>ice creams and dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HhPlf9LUNbE/TeKIwQUuzgI/AAAAAAAAAj0/YtCesmZ3teM/s1600/tumblr_llxw8wa55g1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HhPlf9LUNbE/TeKIwQUuzgI/AAAAAAAAAj0/YtCesmZ3teM/s320/tumblr_llxw8wa55g1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do you remember when we were kids?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how we used to see things in a much more less complicated ways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and dream of things that are never even possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we used to see things as what they are, simple. no compromises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we dreamed to be a superhero with cool awesome powers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or a pretty princess in a far away land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;waiting to be united with true love's kiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;some how, all these ridiculous ideas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;manage to cheer us up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;almost anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like ice creams on a hot sunny day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sounds peachy huh? but you have to admit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;indeed what i have said so far is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because if it isn't true, than you won't be smiling to yourself right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha...gothca!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but ice creams on a hot sunny day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they tend to melt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and if don't hurry up and finish them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we will just loose it to the sun and the dirt as they melt away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sure we can get new ones,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but they won't be the same as the first ones we picked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as to dreams and opportunities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if we continue to dream on our dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and not do anything as it melts with time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we won't get anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sure we can get new dreams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but would it make you as happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as satisfied as the ones you've left to melt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-zs- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-627587325811040042?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/627587325811040042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/05/ice-creams-and-dreams.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/627587325811040042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/627587325811040042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/05/ice-creams-and-dreams.html' title='ice creams and dreams'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HhPlf9LUNbE/TeKIwQUuzgI/AAAAAAAAAj0/YtCesmZ3teM/s72-c/tumblr_llxw8wa55g1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-4734574949226053229</id><published>2011-05-28T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T12:12:16.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>syahmi wahab</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dia ni junior aku kat Kolej Sultan Abdul Hamid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the reason ia m writing this is because.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he said something about me in his blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i thought that i should return the favor by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;featuring him here. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1BNXIdv8Ocw/TeB1vVO0I0I/AAAAAAAAAjw/usyBJVIHmqU/s1600/222140_219116374766480_100000043566574_967475_7358495_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1BNXIdv8Ocw/TeB1vVO0I0I/AAAAAAAAAjw/usyBJVIHmqU/s320/222140_219116374766480_100000043566574_967475_7358495_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so do stop by his page,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fun to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://akuterbaik.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amie Amie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;click the link above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-4734574949226053229?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4734574949226053229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/05/syahmi-wahab.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/4734574949226053229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/4734574949226053229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/05/syahmi-wahab.html' title='syahmi wahab'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1BNXIdv8Ocw/TeB1vVO0I0I/AAAAAAAAAjw/usyBJVIHmqU/s72-c/222140_219116374766480_100000043566574_967475_7358495_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-1776370014054813526</id><published>2011-05-25T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T01:13:48.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;zakian, you always tend to do stupid things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you say stupid things that hurt others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you make stupid decisions that caused unnecessary damages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the best part is, you don't even know that you did all these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you didn't even mean to do so.&lt;br /&gt;you just do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;zakian, why have you become so bitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all the sarcasm, really, it USED to be fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but now, it is just mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please stop before you turn into something really mean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and hurt more people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;zakian, grow up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you are 23 this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it is a lot to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes. but it is life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take sometime to look back at yourself and think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;are you ready?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-1776370014054813526?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1776370014054813526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/05/stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1776370014054813526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1776370014054813526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/05/stupid.html' title='stupid'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3398470014880281736</id><published>2011-05-12T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:26:28.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>10 years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It does not seem that long ago when we first enrolled in Sultan Abdul Hamid College together, coming form different parts of Kedah. Some I have met before. Some are complete strangers. But somehow, we managed to become friends. We sort of grew up together. going through changes in life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, we have changed so much. some have finished with their studies. Some still have a long way to go. Some have found their calling, some are still searching. Some have been lost for a while, some have always been there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some are just the same, and some have completely changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe it? 10 years ago. That long we have known each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously guys, 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-3398470014880281736?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3398470014880281736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/05/10-years.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3398470014880281736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3398470014880281736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/05/10-years.html' title='10 years.'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-5119071483454038836</id><published>2011-05-12T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:26:29.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><title type='text'>Flattered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iAhNOvNKq-I/Tct5KOJ1_WI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ALUTb-5uTig/s1600/Picture2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="154" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iAhNOvNKq-I/Tct5KOJ1_WI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ALUTb-5uTig/s640/Picture2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i was browsing through my &lt;a href="http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/disturbed.html#comments"&gt;&lt;b&gt;posts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and i cam across this comment. this sort of made my day. thank you&lt;a href="http://reezweee.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reez&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-5119071483454038836?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5119071483454038836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/05/flattered.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5119071483454038836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5119071483454038836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/05/flattered.html' title='Flattered.'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iAhNOvNKq-I/Tct5KOJ1_WI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ALUTb-5uTig/s72-c/Picture2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3489805405101769115</id><published>2011-05-10T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T11:53:15.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Teacher?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xXadVPlQmTg/Tciy-WayCjI/AAAAAAAAAjE/rqPURnxP8pU/s1600/Picture1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xXadVPlQmTg/Tciy-WayCjI/AAAAAAAAAjE/rqPURnxP8pU/s640/Picture1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was reading my sister's blog and I came across this post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zarra and Imran are my sister's children. How adorable, how innocent can kids be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it made me think that, maybe I like to become a teacher after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;working with kids, helping them through various stages of life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;developing their talent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is not and easy task, although most people may see teaching as&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;something that is not worth it, I believe it is, I may not be ready yet, but I will work hard for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i mean, If it is written for me to be a teacher, then I will be a good one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;InsyaALLAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By the way, i am now in Alor Setar, beloved hometown.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is really hot here. I sweat while doing nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that will be all for now,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the link to my sister, Unaizah's blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 class="title" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://unaizahsdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Memories Experiences Thoughts Hopes Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can visit her page if you like to find out about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some interesting places to lepak and eat around Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;believe me, she has good taste in food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-3489805405101769115?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3489805405101769115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/05/teacher.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3489805405101769115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3489805405101769115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/05/teacher.html' title='Teacher?'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xXadVPlQmTg/Tciy-WayCjI/AAAAAAAAAjE/rqPURnxP8pU/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-6193262130844102487</id><published>2011-04-25T13:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T13:38:45.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baloq liat</title><content type='html'>haha..ada report nak kena siapkan, tapi malaih gila kot.&lt;br /&gt;bukannya susah pn, tapi, aihh..perlu motivasi.,&lt;br /&gt;ok bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-6193262130844102487?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6193262130844102487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/baloq-liat.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6193262130844102487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6193262130844102487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/baloq-liat.html' title='baloq liat'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-5087438560126478457</id><published>2011-04-24T03:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T03:48:26.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disturbed</title><content type='html'>i have been experiencing lots of urges to cry my heart out lately&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, but i just want to.&lt;br /&gt;i have tried a lot of things,&lt;br /&gt;watch sad movies, listen to songs that can make me cry&lt;br /&gt;but nothing works.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, it might me the stress,&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't.&lt;br /&gt;it is really disturbing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-5087438560126478457?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5087438560126478457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/disturbed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5087438560126478457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5087438560126478457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/disturbed.html' title='disturbed'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-5389892325189082114</id><published>2011-04-24T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T03:38:22.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>take me there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want to be in a place where i can do almost anything i dreamed of doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the place where stars shine brightly in the night sky, glittering with hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where everyone seems to live a life with no nothing holding their back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the perfect euphoria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i want to be in a place where love matters,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where there aren't any war or blood involved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a world where you can simply walk around without having to watch your back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take me to a place where there are no worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nothing to make you feel upset&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;only joy and laughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take me where everyone that is dear to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i can live life among them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seeing them always by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please, can you take me there? i don't know where,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i would really like to be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is there any chance of such place in existence?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know i am not making any sense at all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; but it would be wonderful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OSynzehq9GI/TbMoqkm2WpI/AAAAAAAAAi4/lgT-BXMKLzg/s1600/tumblr_lk4b2mxIhu1qb3oqio1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OSynzehq9GI/TbMoqkm2WpI/AAAAAAAAAi4/lgT-BXMKLzg/s320/tumblr_lk4b2mxIhu1qb3oqio1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seriously, i have to open my eyes, and stop daydreaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-5389892325189082114?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5389892325189082114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/take-me-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5389892325189082114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5389892325189082114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/take-me-there.html' title='take me there'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OSynzehq9GI/TbMoqkm2WpI/AAAAAAAAAi4/lgT-BXMKLzg/s72-c/tumblr_lk4b2mxIhu1qb3oqio1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-1245140489684862365</id><published>2011-04-22T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T16:37:46.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>video video video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is something that we did for our class project&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i &lt;u&gt;had fun&lt;/u&gt; doing this with &lt;b&gt;wiwiey&lt;/b&gt; and&lt;b&gt; joyce&lt;/b&gt;. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d24ae52e373eac60" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd24ae52e373eac60%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330348280%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26E0751B7B3B63B880E60ADBB3F045B9CE1A0DBB.4830996F6D41A0F95929ECA4B29D12980BD33C13%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd24ae52e373eac60%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dw6bR0rsy8PwRXtsjU6gh15s6Tok&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by the way, this would be my first ever video post here on blogspot =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know it is kind of lame, but i just wanted to share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-1245140489684862365?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1245140489684862365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/video-video-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1245140489684862365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1245140489684862365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/video-video-video.html' title='video video video'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-2519765940623232384</id><published>2011-04-21T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T02:25:55.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kucing'/><title type='text'>meow meow~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7U1wWMa88z0/Ta8k9WoCeXI/AAAAAAAAAi0/yq2G_mmkUVA/s1600/P21-04-11_02.23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7U1wWMa88z0/Ta8k9WoCeXI/AAAAAAAAAi0/yq2G_mmkUVA/s400/P21-04-11_02.23.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kucing kat Restoran D.E.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;manja wehh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*ada sapa2 nak adopt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-2519765940623232384?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2519765940623232384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/meow-meow.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2519765940623232384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2519765940623232384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/meow-meow.html' title='meow meow~'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7U1wWMa88z0/Ta8k9WoCeXI/AAAAAAAAAi0/yq2G_mmkUVA/s72-c/P21-04-11_02.23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-6175435766807414809</id><published>2011-04-16T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T01:27:04.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a breath of air, finally</title><content type='html'>at last, today was last the last day of such a hectic week,&lt;br /&gt;such a hectic semester actually, all that is left now is next thursday.&lt;br /&gt;that is when i need to submit my report, my video assignment and arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;and that is the day of the replacement class and the seminar.&lt;br /&gt;that is all!!! now i can really breathe a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after thursday, is my final papers.&lt;br /&gt;then it is alor setar for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-6175435766807414809?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6175435766807414809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/breath-of-air-finally.html#comment-form' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-4403501212095587391</id><published>2011-04-14T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T08:06:26.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a very long exhausting semester</title><content type='html'>it is &lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt; today&lt;br /&gt;which means that tomorrow is&lt;b&gt; Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, im not trying to pull any &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rebecca Black&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; stunt here.&lt;br /&gt;but what i am trying to say is, this means that, tomorrow will be the last day of class for such a messy semester.&lt;br /&gt;well, technically, i have replacement classes next Thursday, but i don't mind that too much, at least my schedule is not as tight anymore by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, however, i have gone through my&lt;b&gt; final studio exam&lt;/b&gt;, i think it was okay, considering the opportunity for me to practice my trombone is not as much as it used to be. i am thankful for that. =) and, i have managed to submit my group's &lt;b&gt;mandarin video&lt;/b&gt; (for our third language class), which we managed to quickly record and edit (thanks tom!) by yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can sort of celebrate, but unfortunately, i have my &lt;b&gt;educational psychology case study&lt;/b&gt; to submit by tomorrow, and of course, the &lt;b&gt;music theory quiz&lt;/b&gt; a.k.a. replacement class, which also happens to be tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, i am taking &lt;b&gt;13 subjects &lt;/b&gt;this semester, (&lt;b&gt;23 credit hours&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;and i found out that it is pretty much a tiring semester, but i got through it..&lt;br /&gt;not exceptionally good, but i managed to cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i have completed&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRESENTATION SKILLS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have presented on the &lt;i&gt;advantages of blogging&lt;/i&gt; and the &lt;i&gt;benefits of being a blood donor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MANDARIN LANGUAGE I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning a language is not as easy as i looks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VOICE METHODS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually learn how to sing properly, and how to teach a choir group. &lt;i&gt;my first singing in front of a public experience &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KEYBOARD INSTRUCTION II&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fingers tend tangle each other, -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAJOR INSTRUMENT IV&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my trombone playing, 5 pieces, not as easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MALAYSIAN MUSIC ENSEMBLE II&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gamelan, &lt;i&gt;kosalia arini&lt;/i&gt;, not easy at all!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FORUM IV&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;performance in front of the whole music education department. almost like conference, but here, we perform and the lecturers will comment and supposedly suggest on what we can do in order to improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PERFORMING GROUPS IV&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;orchestra, in this class, the rehearsals are tiring. the brass section doesn't play in each and every song that have been picked for this semester, we (specifically the trombone+tuba section) only have parts to play in 2 songs out of 12 songs all together, we salute you string players!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;this only leaves me with&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TECHNOLOGY IN MUSIC TEACHING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tutorial video and an arrangement of my school anthem due next week &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EARLY FIELD EXPERIENCES IN MUSIC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;report on 10 hours of observation also due next week &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOUNDATIONS OF MUSIC EDUCATION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final written exam, must study and be all philosophical-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDUCATIONAL PSYCHOLOGY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case study due tomorrow, final written exam, also must study, and be all teacher-ish, and philosophical-ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THEORY OF MUSIC IV&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiz a.k.a replacement class tomorrow, final written exam, must study and do lots of exercises. (reminds me of math)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, must start on my case study now! bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-4403501212095587391?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4403501212095587391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/verry-longs-exhausting-semester.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/4403501212095587391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/4403501212095587391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/verry-longs-exhausting-semester.html' title='a very long exhausting semester'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3311678489562247629</id><published>2011-04-10T03:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T03:47:06.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>thank you for,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i feel like i am unsure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you for assuring me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i feel like i am not wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks for accepting me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i feel as if the whole world is turning its back on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks for embracing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i feel like its too quiet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks for serenading me with songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i feel like i am alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks for always being there beside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i feel like i am angry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks for soothing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes i feel like i am weak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks for giving me strength&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;whenever i have lost hope on all that is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you will always spark the spirit inside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and giving hope to pursue my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhlfHKknhL0/TaC3Rl_Wy5I/AAAAAAAAAiw/c_cAgO7M640/s1600/IMG_5644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhlfHKknhL0/TaC3Rl_Wy5I/AAAAAAAAAiw/c_cAgO7M640/s400/IMG_5644.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you so much for my family, my friends and of course, my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Z.S- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-3311678489562247629?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3311678489562247629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/thank-you-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3311678489562247629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3311678489562247629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/thank-you-for.html' title='thank you for,,,'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhlfHKknhL0/TaC3Rl_Wy5I/AAAAAAAAAiw/c_cAgO7M640/s72-c/IMG_5644.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-8630638374877520043</id><published>2011-04-07T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T00:51:52.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am loosing it slowly,</title><content type='html'>I am loosing myself slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that I am turning over to the dark side or anything, it's just that, I am one person who holds on to past memories, although I can't seem to remember every little detail of the past. To some of you, it may seem like I have moved on to the future, and finally put my past inside a sealed box that have been kept away in the attic (not that i have any at home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, what I am trying to say here is, I miss the great times I have with my friends, opportunities to spend time with them like I used to is becoming less and less, as in really, really limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to get caught in the moment, so whenever I am remembering the times I've had, I like to text my friends, and tell them how much I miss them, (sometimes I fear that they might get the wrong ideas. -_-").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this is one of the time when I get caught in the moment, haha, usually happens when I'm about to go to sleep. Well, I guess it's time to stop. must sleep now, early day tomorrow, and it is a long day of class, assignments and tests. I barely even practice nowadays, I think I have disappointed many people, especially my principal lecturer, I can't seem to keep focus on what I'm doing lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*honestly i don't think anyone reads my posts -_-"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-8630638374877520043?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8630638374877520043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/am-loosing-it-slowly.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8630638374877520043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8630638374877520043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/am-loosing-it-slowly.html' title='am loosing it slowly,'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-2913875180483816597</id><published>2011-04-05T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T01:14:16.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Dear Beloved...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear beloved, you have been through a rough life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but don't you feel sorry for yourself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because you are more than what you think you're worth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you might not see it, but it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear beloved, i will not stop you from crying,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because i know that holding back your tears will only kill your soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we cry because we are only human, so cry your heart out,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;until your eyes go swollen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear beloved, don't you worry about the future,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the future is way ahead, and by working on today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you'll reach your future, so open your eyes to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the present and enjoy it while you can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear beloved, you feel unwanted, unimportant, by those who torment you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but don't you worry, because there are those who care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and will always be by your side, whenever, where ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear beloved, don't you lose hope on life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there are lots to discover, have faith and you'll be okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-2913875180483816597?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2913875180483816597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-beloved.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2913875180483816597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2913875180483816597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-beloved.html' title='Dear Beloved...'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3255750925624934563</id><published>2011-04-04T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T17:22:01.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puntung Rokok</title><content type='html'>ohh!!! I just remembered something that I have been wanting to post here for quite some time now. For those who doesn't know, I do not smoke, so I am a little annoyed when people smoke around me, but I'm not saying that those who smoke are bad people, no, I have no such intentions at all, trust me. I even have friends who smoke and they are really good people in nature. I accept the fact that people tend to smoke in public toilets and not to mention at most &lt;i&gt;"kedai mamak" &lt;/i&gt;and I don't mind, I mean, not that I can do much about it, but i just can't stand those who irresponsibly simply throw away their cigarette butts without even bothering to put them out completely. In some cases, they just throw their burning cigarette buts near dries leaves.&amp;nbsp; Do they have no common sense? &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pakcik oii, tau dak sebab puntung rokok yang pakcik buang tu, satu kedai boleh tebakaq?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I mean, people can really get hurt. so please, be more responsible and dispose of your trash responsibly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-3255750925624934563?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3255750925624934563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/puntung-rokok.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3255750925624934563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3255750925624934563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/puntung-rokok.html' title='Puntung Rokok'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-6905292099306547467</id><published>2011-04-04T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T17:08:21.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi World, how are you&amp;nbsp; feeling today? As for me, I am feeling quite sick for the moment, not that I am complaining, in fact, I am coping rather well. You see this week, I have lots of things to complete. Today, for an example, I have a final paper, and I think I did quite well, I am feeling very much thankful for the fact that I find the paper just now, which is VOICE METHOD, is quite easy, because I haven't been spending much time studying on the subject. To add to the the things that I have to do, I am not feeling so well, so I actually sleep more last weekend, instead of studying. so that is why i feel so thankful for today's paper. and now, i should be preparing for my BEL presentation which is scheduled on Wednesday or maybe for my FORUM tomorrow. Instead, I am blogging. ZAKIAN!! FOCUS! well, I am doing this just for the sake of clearing my head. So, I think I should stop now, and get started on my presentation, which would be about how being a blood donor can benefit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hvkzg6c0wEY/TZmJZ-YpNKI/AAAAAAAAAis/AP7xcxd2Axc/s1600/Snapshot_20110404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hvkzg6c0wEY/TZmJZ-YpNKI/AAAAAAAAAis/AP7xcxd2Axc/s320/Snapshot_20110404.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*oh, one more thing, my face has been invaded by pimples!! ohh the stress is killing me~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-6905292099306547467?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6905292099306547467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/thankful.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6905292099306547467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6905292099306547467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hvkzg6c0wEY/TZmJZ-YpNKI/AAAAAAAAAis/AP7xcxd2Axc/s72-c/Snapshot_20110404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-400183599555410760</id><published>2011-04-03T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:22:42.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>go through with it.</title><content type='html'>you'll see when you've gone through, that is when you know whether you've made the right choices or the wrong ones, but until you actually experience them you will never know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-400183599555410760?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/400183599555410760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/go-through-with-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/400183599555410760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/400183599555410760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/04/go-through-with-it.html' title='go through with it.'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-414889334888872949</id><published>2011-03-28T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:28:09.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><title type='text'>What is LOVE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a _mce_href="http://500daysofkissingmypillow.tumblr.com/post/4128233911" href="http://500daysofkissingmypillow.tumblr.com/post/4128233911"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Actual Children’s&lt;/b&gt; Answers to The Question &lt;b style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;“&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;What Is Love?&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: cyan;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.”&lt;/i&gt; - Chrissy, age 6&amp;nbsp; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” &lt;/i&gt;- Terri, age 4 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.”&lt;/i&gt; - Danny, age 7 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Love  is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you  still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like  that. They look gross when they kiss.” &lt;/i&gt;- Emily, age 8 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.”&lt;/i&gt; - Bobby, age 7 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,”&lt;/i&gt; - Nikka, age 6 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - Noelle, age 7 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.”&lt;/i&gt; - Tommy, age 6 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“During  my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all  the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the  only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.”&lt;/i&gt; - Cindy, age 8 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.”&lt;/i&gt; - Clare, age 6 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.”&lt;/i&gt; - Elaine, age 5 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Brad Pitt.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - Chris, age 7 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - Mary Ann, age 4 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.”&lt;/i&gt; - Lauren, age 4 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“When  my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her  toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even  when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.”&lt;/i&gt; - Rebecca, age 8 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.”&lt;/i&gt; - Karen, age 7 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; - Jessica, age 8&lt;/blockquote&gt;source : &lt;a _mce_href="http://500daysofkissingmypillow.tumblr.com/post/4128233911" href="http://500daysofkissingmypillow.tumblr.com/post/4128233911"&gt;500daysofkissingmypillow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-414889334888872949?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/414889334888872949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-love.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/414889334888872949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/414889334888872949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-is-love.html' title='What is LOVE?'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-6885125183033015069</id><published>2011-03-24T03:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:28:19.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fromspring'/><title type='text'>ni zakian yg tinggal kat tmn muhibah tu ke?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;bukan kot, zakian ni tinggal kat lorong bayu, tapi dekat la dengan taman muhibah..hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/Zakian?utm_medium=social&amp;amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-6885125183033015069?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6885125183033015069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/ni-zakian-yg-tinggal-kat-tmn-muhibah-tu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6885125183033015069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6885125183033015069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/ni-zakian-yg-tinggal-kat-tmn-muhibah-tu.html' title='ni zakian yg tinggal kat tmn muhibah tu ke?'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-5835316399952636418</id><published>2011-03-20T02:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:25:58.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>who am i really?</title><content type='html'>all this pressure&lt;br /&gt;is making me bitter and mean,&lt;br /&gt;i dont like this at all&lt;br /&gt;i get annoyed by almost everything&lt;br /&gt;i say harsh words to people&lt;br /&gt;i want to hurt others&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i actually WANT to do so.&lt;br /&gt;and that scares me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-5835316399952636418?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5835316399952636418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/who-am-i-really.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5835316399952636418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5835316399952636418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/who-am-i-really.html' title='who am i really?'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-5615303943930114532</id><published>2011-03-20T02:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:25:12.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='express'/><title type='text'>mengapakah</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;kenapa  kalau aku yang stress ka apa ka, semua pn nak terasa sangat2? xlayak ka  utk aku jd mcm tu? kalau nama zakian ja nak kena pleasekan semua org?  seriously, nak get away la! dgn kelas yg buat aku separuh gila.  expectation org.jahat ka aku ni kalau aku terbuat perangai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-5615303943930114532?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5615303943930114532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/mengapakah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Clueless mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever fell for someone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A simple, innocent crush, it makes you heart race your breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your senses numb and your palms sweat, every time you see them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit that you've liked someone,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;head over heels. You smile to yourself, you cry for no reason,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You seem to have no sense of something real, every time they crossed your mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say that you have admired someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You go speechless, you become silly and you just lost your words,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;every time they say "hi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me that all it took was one confession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simple sets of words that keep you hoping and believing that all dreams are worth dreaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-z- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-1434595072716081730?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1434595072716081730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/clueless-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1434595072716081730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1434595072716081730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/clueless-mind.html' title='Clueless mind'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-2757793035624845253</id><published>2011-03-06T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:25:42.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emails'/><title type='text'>I Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is from an email i received, its beautiful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Birth Certificate shows that we were born &lt;br /&gt;A Death Certificate shows that we died &lt;br /&gt;Pictures show that we lived! &lt;br /&gt;Have a seat, relax, and read this slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That just because two people argue, &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean they don't love each other. &lt;br /&gt;And just because they don't argue, &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean they do love each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That we don't have to change friends if &lt;br /&gt;We understand that friends change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That no matter how good a friend is, &lt;br /&gt;they're going to hurt you every once in a while &lt;br /&gt;and you must forgive them for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That true friendship continues to grow, &lt;br /&gt;even over the longest distance. &lt;br /&gt;Same goes for true love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That you can do something in an instant &lt;br /&gt;That will give you heartache for life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That it's taking me a long time &lt;br /&gt;To become the person I want to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That you should always leave loved ones with &lt;br /&gt;Loving words. It may be the last time you see them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe... &lt;br /&gt;That you can keep going long after you think you can't. &lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That we are responsible for what &lt;br /&gt;We do, no matter how we feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That either you control your attitude or it controls you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs &lt;br /&gt;to be done, regardless of the consequences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down &lt;br /&gt;will be the ones to help you get back up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That sometimes when I'm angry &lt;br /&gt;I have the right to be angry,&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't give me the right to be cruel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had &lt;br /&gt;And what you've learned from them and less to do with&amp;nbsp; how many &lt;br /&gt;birthdays you've celebrated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That it isn't always enough, &lt;br /&gt;to be forgiven by others. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you have to learn to forgive yourself.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That no matter how bad your heart is broken &lt;br /&gt;the world doesn't stop for your grief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That our background and circumstances &lt;br /&gt;may have influenced who we are, &lt;br /&gt;But, we are responsible for who we become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That you shouldn't be so eager to find &lt;br /&gt;Out a secret. It could change your life Forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;Two people can look at the exact same &lt;br /&gt;Thing and see something totally different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That your life can be changed in a matter of &lt;br /&gt;Hours by people who don't even know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That even when you think you have no more to give, &lt;br /&gt;When a friend cries out to you - &lt;br /&gt;you will find the strength to help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That credentials on the wall &lt;br /&gt;do not make you a decent human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe...&lt;br /&gt;That the people you care about most in life &lt;br /&gt;are taken from you too soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiest of people don't necessarily &lt;br /&gt;have the best of everything; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They just make the most of everything they have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-2757793035624845253?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2757793035624845253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-believe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2757793035624845253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2757793035624845253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-believe.html' title='I Believe'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-1377952158713064259</id><published>2011-02-19T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:28:31.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><title type='text'>Interesting facts about Islam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was tumblring just now and i came across this article,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i feel like sharing it with all those who reads this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Interesting facts about Islam&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;01. The Islamic calender is based on the phases of the moon, with it   being approximately 11 days shorter than the 365 days of the year in  the  Georgian calender. Hence, the dates of our festivals (Eid -ul-Fitr  and  Eid-ul-Adha) move through the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Adam (peace be upon  him)  was approximately 30 Ziraa tall. Ziraa is a measurement and one  Ziraa is  approximately half a metre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. The Majority of Muslims  do not  live in the Middle East. The most populous Muslim country is  Indonesia,  the 4th largest country in the world with approximately 184  million  Muslims. There are more Muslims in India than the combined  population of  Syria,  Iraq, Jordan, Palestine and the whole of the  Arabian Peninsula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04.  The splitting of the Moon was was one of  the greatest miracle of the  prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him). When  prophet Muhammad (peace be  upon him) was 52 years old, the leaders of  the disbelievers of the  Quraish tribe came to him and said, “&lt;i&gt;If you are a Prophet, then split the moon into two parts.&lt;/i&gt;”   The prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) dearly wanted the people to   convert to Islam, especially his close friends and relatives. He prayed,   raising up his hands, and the moon split into two equal halves. Each   part of the moon was seen above different mountains. The disbelievers   said, “Muhammad has performed magic.” They did not accept Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05.   The Ummah of prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) are more than that  of  all the Ummahs of all the previous prophets and messengers put   together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. According to the Qur’an, the Kaaba was first built   by the Ibrahim (peace be upon him) and and his son Ismail (peace be  upon  him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Muslims do not worship the Kaaba; the Kaaba is simply a focal point for prayer ordered by Allah Subhanaho Wa Taala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Prominent Kuffar like Abu Jahl would secretly listen to the verses of the Holy Quran because they were fascinated by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09.According   to Islamic governments there are over 1.2 billion Muslims in the world   today. The Muslim population of Russia alone is over 50 million. In   other words, at least one out of every six persons in the world is   Muslim, which is one of the reasons why …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. … the name “Muhammad” is the most common name in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.   At least one of Prophet Muhammad’s wives was African. Her name was   Maria the Copt. Two of the Prophet’s wives were Jewish. Their names were   Raihanah and Safiyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Albania is the only European country   whose population is over 90% Muslim. It is on the Adriatic Sea, and   borders Greece and Yugoslavia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Former pop star Cat Stevens is an Islamic scholar currently living in England. His Muslim name is Yusuf Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.   To find the Gregorian equivalent to any Muslim calendar date (i.e., 1   Muharram of any year), multiply 970,224 by the Muslim year, point off   six decimals, and add 621.5774. The whole number will be the Gregorian   year and the decimal multiplied by 365.24 will be the first day of the   Muslim year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The following English words are borrowed from   Arabic: Algebra, Zero, Cotton, Sofa, Rice, Candy, Safron, Balcony. And   even ‘Alcohol’ derives from Arabic&amp;nbsp;: al-kuhl meaning powder. These are   just a few mentioned here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. The first treatise on smallpox and   measles was written by Abu Bakr Al-Razi (c.864-925,known to Europe as   Rhazes). (Due to this) Inoculation against smallpox became a common   practice in Muslim lands. Despite this, Scientific text book credit the   invention of a smallpox vaccine to Edward Jenner (1749-1823).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Early Oxbridge students studied books written by Muslims on mathematics, medicine, chemistry, optics and astronomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.   Adelard of Bath (a city in the UK) was a leading scholar of the middle   ages. What made him famous was translating the work of Muslim  scientists  from Arabic to Latin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The 1860 city records of  Cardiff (UK)  show a Masjid in operation in a converted building at 2  Glynrhondda St.  Yemani. Seamen on their trips between Aden (in Yemen)  and Cardiff  founded this Masjid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The first purpose built  Masjid is  claimed to be in Woking, South of England with money provided  by the  ruler of Bhopal, in India (the Shah Jehan Masjid was built in  1889).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.  The grand doors of our prophet’s Masjid in Medina  weigh 2 and half  tonnes each! Enormous quantities of “sag wood” was  gathered from all  over the world and shipped to the United Kingdom to  be dried in  computerized furnaces (the traditional drying process would  have taken  many years!). Even then , it took 5 months to dry the wood!  The wood was  then shipped to Barcelona, Spain, where the main body of  the doors  where made and finally the French paid their little part, ams  the brass  ornamentation was carried out in the city of Roi. Next time  you visit  the holy asjid, keep this entirely in mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. It was only in 1932 the Kiswah (cloth of the Ka’bah) was wholly made by Saudis (citizens of Saudi Arabia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. The roof top of our Prophet’s Masjid in Madina is designed to be strong enough to carry additional floors in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.   Some verses in the Koran refer to man being equal to woman.   Mathematically, the number of times the word “man” appears in the Koran   is 24. The number of times the word “woman” appears in the Koran is  also  24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. The Holy Quran has 30 parts and 114 surahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Bismillah Al-Rahman Al-Raheem is repeated 114 times in the Quran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.   All except for Surat “Al Tawbah” start with Bismillah al-Rahman   al-Raheem and Surat “Al Namel, No. 27” has Bismillah Al-Rahman Al-Raheem   in its body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Al-Baqarah is the longest surah in the Quran while Al-Kawthar is the shortest surah in the Quran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Milk is the best drink mentioned in the Quran while, Honey is the best food thing mentioned in the Quran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. The best month is Ramadan while the best night is the Night of Power in Ramadan (Laylat al Qadr).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Quran was revealed in a period that spanned over 23 years: 13 in Mecca and 10 in Madina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Whoever reads one letter of the Quran gets 10 Rewards.Surat Al-Ikhlas is considered 1/3 of the Quran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Reading 1 verse in Ramadan is equal to reading the entire Quran in other months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. The Quran will intercede for people who recited it on Judgment Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. The Quran will complain of people who didn’t recite it on Judgment Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.   Two of the Ummahatul Mu’mineen (Mothers of the Ummah - the wives of  the  prophet Mohammad) died before him, They are Khadija and Zainab Bint   Khuzaimah RadiAllahu Anhoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Muslims do not worship the Kaaba; the Kaaba is simply a focal point for prayer ordered by Allah Subhanaho Wa Taala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.   The Zam Zam well came into existence at the time of prophets Ibrahim   and Ismail. It then disappeared for nearly 2600 years due to the certain   events and was rediscovered and dug by the grandfather of our beloved   prophet peace be upon him. The location of the well was revealed to him   in a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. The black stone (as it is known), cannot really   be described in full, because the parts we touch with our hands and   “Kiss” are eight small pieces, the biggest of which is the size of a   date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Islam is the FASTEST growing religion according to many   sources. It is projected that Islam will be the #1 religion by the  year  2030.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. The 10 Sahabah who were promised Paradise during  their  lifetime were Abubakr Siddique, Umar bin Khattab, Uthman bin  Affan, Ali  bin Abi Talib, Talha Bin Ubaidullah, Saeed Bin Zaid, Abu  Ubaidah Bin  Jarrah, Zubair bin Awwam, Saad Bin Abi Waqqas, and Abdur  Rahman Bin Auf  RadiAllahu Anhum Ajmaeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Did you know that  Imam Bokhari  Rahmatullah Alaih compiled his collection of 7,275 Ahadith  by selection  from 600,000. Before writing each Hadith he would make 2  Rakaat nafl  Salaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Islam is not “spread by the sword”. It  is spread by  the word (Islamic teachings) and the example of its  followers. Islam  teaches that there is no compulsion in religion (the  Holy Qur’an 2:256  and 10:99).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Abdullah Ibn Zubair (RA) was  the first baby boy  to be born after Hijrah. His Father was Zubair (RA)  and his mother was  Asma (RA). His aunt (mother’s sister) was none other  than Ummul  Mu’mineen Aaiysha (RA) and his grand father was Abu Bakr  Siddique (RA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.  Muslim women wear the head covering (hijab) in  fulfillment of God’s  decree to dress modestly. From a practical  standpoint, it serves to  identify one as attempting to follow God in  daily life and, therefore,  protects women from unwanted advances from  men. Righteous women  throughout history have worn this type of modest  dress. Prominent  examples are traditional Catholic Nuns, Mother Teresa  and the Virgin  Mary, mother of&lt;br /&gt;Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Interestingly, the inside of the Kaaba is empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://wettheday.tumblr.com/post/3292632985/proud-muslim-interesting-facts-about-islam-01"&gt;http://wettheday.tumblr.com/post/3292632985/proud-muslim-interesting-facts-about-islam-01 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-1377952158713064259?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1377952158713064259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/02/interesting-facts-about-islam.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1377952158713064259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1377952158713064259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/02/interesting-facts-about-islam.html' title='Interesting facts about Islam'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-6194420135535704517</id><published>2011-02-16T02:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:28:46.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TVseries'/><title type='text'>Pretty girls we see on TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zw6lSxAUFIk/TVrEh8XF-iI/AAAAAAAAAio/WJGQUSEymQM/s1600/Desktop8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zw6lSxAUFIk/TVrEh8XF-iI/AAAAAAAAAio/WJGQUSEymQM/s640/Desktop8.jpg" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption" style="margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glee -&lt;b&gt;Dianna Agron &lt;/b&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;Lea Michele Sarfati&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gossip Girl -&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blake Lively &lt;/b&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;Leighton Marissa Meester&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Vampire Diaries - &lt;b&gt;Candice Accola&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nina Dobrev&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*have you ever realize that there are always a pretty &lt;b&gt;blonde&lt;/b&gt; and a pretty &lt;b&gt;brunette&lt;/b&gt; for each tv series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-6194420135535704517?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6194420135535704517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/02/pretty-girls-we-see-on-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6194420135535704517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6194420135535704517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/02/pretty-girls-we-see-on-tv.html' title='Pretty girls we see on TV'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zw6lSxAUFIk/TVrEh8XF-iI/AAAAAAAAAio/WJGQUSEymQM/s72-c/Desktop8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-5486635881920260516</id><published>2011-02-16T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:29:19.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>what changed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have you ever felt so irritated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by what you can't seem to determine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what was going on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and everything around you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;being as usual as they always are, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;annoys you so much that you feel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like yelling your heart out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then you try to distance yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to get away from all turbulence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but no matter how far you go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it haunts you, following you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then you start to feel like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you had no one else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nobody understands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the pain you are going through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you start feeling sorry for yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you start to think that you are never&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;good enough for others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you start to loose your self esteem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while others seems to be doing great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you'll start to blame everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everyone everywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for not being there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for not saying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"everything will be alright"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but have you ever stopped?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stopped running and look at your self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and ask yourself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"what was going on the whole time?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what changed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when did this happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and when you finally find out "why"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have you ever tried to change things?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do things differently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to help you get better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and achieve success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let us ask ourselves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what changed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-5486635881920260516?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5486635881920260516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5486635881920260516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5486635881920260516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-changed.html' title='what changed?'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-6103874821803135289</id><published>2011-02-14T06:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:31:45.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>A day With Family, Friends and Hamsters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, Feb 13th 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had lunch with my sister &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://unaizahsdiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;Unaizah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, brother &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fadley&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, nephew &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imran &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and niece &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zarra&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. It really feels good to be around family. The kids are so cute!! and adorable! We ate at&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;a restaurant called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sup Utara Power&lt;/b&gt; which is at &lt;i&gt;Section 18, Shah Alam&lt;/i&gt;. The food was good, and the &lt;i&gt;sambal belacan&lt;/i&gt; was amazing! I don't any pictures of the food or the place, but I do however have pictures of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Irfan and Zarra&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKPw_xhs1TY/TVhe76W_HkI/AAAAAAAAAik/4ziTkyRQr34/s640/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went to the park later, well sort of a park, more of a field, an open field with my friends&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://teringinjugak.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aliyah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Syaiful&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, I  decided to bring &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gomez&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bieber&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; along with us, since they've been  inside the house, I thought that it would be nice for a little fresh air  every now and then, these photos (below) were taken from Aliyah's iPod  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-thanks yah!-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCCmPF0LHHw/TVhZIl9IMFI/AAAAAAAAAiU/l4bOVDJuZ8Y/s1600/168999_10150099627394248_685414247_6016635_5368195_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YCCmPF0LHHw/TVhZIl9IMFI/AAAAAAAAAiU/l4bOVDJuZ8Y/s640/168999_10150099627394248_685414247_6016635_5368195_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qvt9ubvD8JY/TVhZPFd9njI/AAAAAAAAAiY/MmtOI6S2lLQ/s1600/180509_10150099626954248_685414247_6016631_3002361_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qvt9ubvD8JY/TVhZPFd9njI/AAAAAAAAAiY/MmtOI6S2lLQ/s640/180509_10150099626954248_685414247_6016631_3002361_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is where we went to, photo taken from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://astromas2020.blogspot.com/2009/11/sesi-cerapan-leonids-09-di-dataran-shah.html"&gt;http://astromas2020.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today also happens to be my brother, &lt;b&gt;Mohamed Zakwan&lt;/b&gt;'s 35th Birthday, so I would like to wish a very happy birthday to him, may he stay in good health and success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-6103874821803135289?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6103874821803135289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-with-family-friends-and-hamsters.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6103874821803135289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6103874821803135289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-with-family-friends-and-hamsters.html' title='A day With Family, Friends and Hamsters'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tKPw_xhs1TY/TVhe76W_HkI/AAAAAAAAAik/4ziTkyRQr34/s72-c/Bluetooth+Exchange+Folder5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-865582547162688529</id><published>2011-02-14T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:37:43.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><title type='text'>Dear Followers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was looking at my own Blogspot page,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then i realized that, i have 32 followers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha!! thanks for following me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i did not even realized that there are actually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;others reading this blog of my ridiculousness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks again!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Tapi setakat tau nama ja.. Dia sangat kreatif, baik hati dan easy going.. Boleh masuk dengan semua orang.. Paling fresh dalam memory, time dia tiba2 muncul masa orang tengah dating dan join lepak dalam kereta sampai larut malam.. Pastu hantaq dia balik rumah skali.. Haha.. Dia juga salah seorang saksi aku kena tinggal bas kat Shah Alam aritu.. Kah3.. And yes, friends forever.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1408~ I remember mase induction bawak telur puyuh ke hulu ke hilir. Tp yg sorg ni bijak. Die letak telur tu dlm bekas pastu die letak kapas. So telur tu safe dari pecah. Maknenye die pandai jage instrument. Pandai jage brg2. Dgn muke kesian mntk sain aku dah brape kali aku pun x ingat. Tp skrg bakal cikgu. Woohoo.. Maknenye induction dan telur puyuh tu berjaya jd kan ko sorg manusia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ 1408 - mamat paling baik pernah aku kenal. Dia selalu benci sedara aku si Pdude Spencer dari skolah lagi.. Tak tau pasaipa. Tapi dia baik. and gopren dia lawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408: One of my bestest friends, kenal time dekat bas.. and yes.. komik sailormoon menbuatkan kami rapat.. terima kasih sailormoon (boleh??) dia ni good listener bila dia tak busy menjadi tumblrina.. haha friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408: kenal die kat fakulti muzik..mula2 tgk die mcm comel jugak budak ni..tp sekarang dah gemok..haha! die seorang yg boleh dibawa berbual and berbincang..suke membantu jugak..merepek pun serah kat die..walaupun tak rapat sgt tp bile lepak skali, rase mcm dah lame kenal..haha! god bless.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408: someone who r very caring,daring,n a dedicated senior...&lt;br /&gt;suka makan rojak n choki-choki..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1408 a very happy-go-lucky person. i always admire this guy's drawings and all those creative-cute-little-thingy.dear u, i think u can do better in that particular field (design or something) well, he love to candid people, oh yeah im pretty sure of that! gosh! and this guy is a person who always try to make everybody around him smiles and happy. thanks buddy! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408: he was not really a significant figure at first, but once i get to know this guy; he is not dat bad AT ALL. he LOVES to talk n gossip! a weird kiddo at times. i think he can really be a great tesl student; his english is darn gud!he reminds me of my buddy; wan. cz they talk, and act n sound alike. he can be a gud harris!n i think i like him! :) **btw i miss himoredy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408: my best frenz ever...met him when he promoted me to read harry potter...same class with him (i aconcagua)...i knoe he mis me and he knoe i mis him too...he got lesung pipit yang lebih dalam sebelah kiri....tallest among us...always sponsored me nice tshirt...hehehe...i called him kiko!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408 : kat zaman sekolah lg penah dgaq nama.sbb dia masuk band.tp bila masuk uitm bru kenal dia nie mcm na.huhu petah btoi brckp.ngee ada ja cita best2.hehe ska gelak gak la.huu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408 : a very nice n talented person..lg senior than me, he treat me as a friend. bab2 art nie, die memang terer..walawei la wa ckp lu..start kenal tym join orchestra uitm kejap..wlaupun kejap, rse cm da lme kenai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408 : die mmg pelik... Tp best... Sgt sopan.. Kaki kartun disney... Best kalau borak movie dgn dier..n die manja.. Manja sgt.. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: 1408, you are one of my friends that i can talk about everything. you are like a brother to me. CAMWHORING is our thing! haha! ingt time he and my other friends buat suprise bday party. selalu dia akn wish bday i, tapi on that day, dia ignore i and buat bodoh ja. i was so sad. tapi bila last last dpt suprise bday party tu, SERONOK! we used to do lots of fun and crazy thing together. haha. oh. ya. I LOVE YOU. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408 - player trombone yang berkarisma, saksama dan adil. o_O'' erk? haha. tadala, dia ni senior aku, yang agak rapat time skolah dlu. dia ni sempoi walaupon dia suka memaku aku time dlu dlu. haha. lagi??! err... ha. dia byk menolong aku dlu kat skolah, terima kasih ek, rindu jgk aa dgn batch dia. lama tajumpa. okay, tu je kot, selamat berjaya dengan trombone ya. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408 : very sweet guy .yes u are!... always "hye2" me whenever we bumped into dari zaman skolah smpai universiti.. heeeeeee..soft-spoken and funny ~am glad that u r one of my friend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408 ; kawan, senior. seorang yang gila(gilagila). saya respek sebab terer lukis kartun yang super cute. ingat nak colek kartun yg dia lukis tu tapi x pnh ingat. haha. kreatif baik hati kuat gosip jgk. aaa cepat sikit kawen! haha. sekian :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408: dia nih sorang kwn yg best bg ku.. baek banget! kacak! haha.. ckp pon sedap jer dengar.. pernh tgk dia mrh skali.. takut wo0o0o.. kalu nak lepak.. kena set time la.. bg smua ada.. bru gempak and best.. planning baek2 k next time.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408 : i know u since 2004 rite?? fuyoo lama gila kowt tp kan.awek dea lawa kot dea sgt fun kot. suka melukis then suka mai tnya "azmi cantek x?" ha.. bla dea boring ja mula la nk buat mcm ni la tu la haha *****(pfft) haha tp wku pling best adalah ***** ha.. kita ja yg taw kan?? haha mgundang gila. mmg da lma knai kn?? sya mnjadi jnior anda dri sekolah smpai lani kowt. urm.. hopefully kta happy mcm tiap2 ari ya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408: a good friend walaupun xrapat sgt..has nice set of teeth bila senyum..im jealous...how did you that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408: a buddy with creative hand. just give him a piece of paper with colourful pen and he'll turn it to a wonderful piece of art. admire his works. he and his wonderful girlfriend very sweet together. love them both. ♥&lt;br /&gt;and and his locker at music faculty is the most decorated!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1408 - dulu knal muka ja skarang dah knal2 tegur..peramah n friendly masa 1st time jumpa dkt open house..Nampk mcm seorg yg sgt caring n baik :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my SENIOR ZAKIAN SULHI. hehe&lt;br /&gt;actually i'm not interested in playing that numbers. haha&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this msg so people will not send any number towards me anymore. haha&lt;br /&gt;1408 : You're nice. Best Senior. Tidak sombong and easy to get know. :) You never ignore me everytime I say hye to you. :)&lt;br /&gt;And 1 thing I like about u is, ur slang. .heeee&lt;br /&gt;tidak berubah, and i like it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-8702049445306593820?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8702049445306593820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/02/1408.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8702049445306593820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8702049445306593820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/02/1408.html' title='1408'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3319673382103136923</id><published>2011-02-04T03:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:34:40.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Hamsters =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1891573857"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1891573858"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As some of you already know, I have got a pair of &lt;i&gt;Syrian Hamsters&lt;/i&gt; that I call &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bieber&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gomez&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and on the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;31st of &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;January 2011, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;they have got themselves litters, or hamster pups, or in an easier way, &lt;b&gt;baby hamsters&lt;/b&gt; =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't have any names for the newborns, since I can't determine the sex just yet, but I am just so excited! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so here are the photos of the new family of hamsters i now own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TUr9uMS2frI/AAAAAAAAAiM/WA3YkdApTDI/s1600/P18-01-11_21.48.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TUr9uMS2frI/AAAAAAAAAiM/WA3YkdApTDI/s320/P18-01-11_21.48.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is where they live, for now at least, i think i need a bigger home for them,&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TUr9ofMcjzI/AAAAAAAAAiE/6nPyVuizwo0/s1600/P09-01-11_12.19.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TUr9ofMcjzI/AAAAAAAAAiE/6nPyVuizwo0/s320/P09-01-11_12.19.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is Gomez and Bieber&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;here are the newborns &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TUr7Yo1V0KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Xmtu1HcIiGA/s1600/IMG_5177.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TUr7Yo1V0KI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Xmtu1HcIiGA/s320/IMG_5177.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TUr7jUkaaiI/AAAAAAAAAhc/LEKL5E34mjU/s1600/IMG_5178.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proud mommy and daddy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TUr8IntGYlI/AAAAAAAAAho/xaDuGb-gwsw/s1600/IMG_5181.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TUr8IntGYlI/AAAAAAAAAho/xaDuGb-gwsw/s320/IMG_5181.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TUr8WTkH8zI/AAAAAAAAAhs/tJak3gRlnVs/s1600/IMG_5182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TUr8WTkH8zI/AAAAAAAAAhs/tJak3gRlnVs/s320/IMG_5182.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: 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Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TUr9uMS2frI/AAAAAAAAAiM/WA3YkdApTDI/s72-c/P18-01-11_21.48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-1093497568967262687</id><published>2011-02-01T13:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:33:30.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>just a thought to share</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Appreciate  those surrounding you, those you are dear to you and even those who  despise you,for it is their actions that have shaped you throughout your  living years, and it will be their words that will describe you in  your death.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;-ZS-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-1093497568967262687?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1093497568967262687/comments/default' 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center;"&gt;i just can't believe that this is my fifth year staying in shah alam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;looking back, i mean, four years of staying away from home,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;growing up, meeting new faces, missing the old faces every now and then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wow, four long years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a lot have happened within this four long years,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we had plenty of fun and laughter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we found misery and caught ourselves in conflicts we don't need but eventually mature us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;within this four years,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we have bid goodbye to those who have departed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even though how it may hurt&amp;nbsp;us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but that is just how life goes around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and welcome those who were born,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with open arms and warm smile on our faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so this is my fifth year here in shah alam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hopefully, this fifth year will be exciting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with new challenges lurking in every corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and bundles of happiness floating in the air,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-5140844713248937236</id><published>2011-01-05T03:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:37:14.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>“&lt;span class="quote"&gt;The Eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love.&lt;/span&gt;”                                                                                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="margin-top: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 0px 10px 0px 20px; width: 1px;" valign="top"&gt;—                                     &lt;/td&gt;                                     &lt;td class="quote_source" valign="top"&gt;Margaret Atwood &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-5140844713248937236?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5140844713248937236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/01/quote.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5140844713248937236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5140844713248937236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/01/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-5845523129547885798</id><published>2011-01-01T12:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:37:22.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>HNY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="caption" style="margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TR6vRi3HSQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/SiI3Wvm5uhs/s1600/149837_467919519247_685414247_5344666_3405485_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TR6vRi3HSQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/SiI3Wvm5uhs/s320/149837_467919519247_685414247_5344666_3405485_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am posting this post, so i can wish my fellow &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bloggers &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;a &lt;b&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2011&lt;/b&gt;!!! May our year ahead be filled with bundles of joy and laughter and never ending success!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Zakian Sulhi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-5845523129547885798?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5845523129547885798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/01/hny.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5845523129547885798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5845523129547885798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2011/01/hny.html' title='HNY!!'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TR6vRi3HSQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/SiI3Wvm5uhs/s72-c/149837_467919519247_685414247_5344666_3405485_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-4023493835313357809</id><published>2010-12-29T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:37:33.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>I think the biggest disease the world suffers from in this day and age is the disease of people feeling unloved. I know that I can give love for a minute, for half an hour, for a day, for a month, but I can give. I am very happy to do that, I want to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lady Diana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-4023493835313357809?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4023493835313357809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/12/quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/4023493835313357809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/4023493835313357809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/12/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-7826361717830763394</id><published>2010-12-14T05:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:38:04.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fromspring'/><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Zakian" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/Zakian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-7826361717830763394?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7826361717830763394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/12/formspringme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7826361717830763394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7826361717830763394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/12/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-8251394948513657689</id><published>2010-12-09T14:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:38:14.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fromspring'/><title type='text'>how r u?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;im doing great thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Zakian?utm_medium=social&amp;amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-8251394948513657689?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3718241521453604473</id><published>2010-12-09T14:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:37:57.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fromspring'/><title type='text'>yo' kiki! i heard you can do that opera thang..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;yeaah i could~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Zakian?utm_medium=social&amp;amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-3718241521453604473?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3718241521453604473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/12/yo-kiki-i-heard-you-can-do-that-opera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3718241521453604473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3718241521453604473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/12/yo-kiki-i-heard-you-can-do-that-opera.html' title='yo&amp;#39; kiki! i heard you can do that opera thang..!'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-4968406272841282340</id><published>2010-12-09T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:38:22.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fromspring'/><title type='text'>zaman persekolahan anda anda telah menyertai pasukan pancaragam jadi, apakah jawatan yang tak sempat nak disandang  sedangkan nak sangat jadi jawatan turh???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;xmau jawatan! nk syok2 ja!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;&lt;a href="http://formspring.me/Zakian?utm_medium=social&amp;amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-4968406272841282340?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4968406272841282340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/12/zaman-persekolahan-anda-anda-telah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/4968406272841282340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/4968406272841282340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/12/zaman-persekolahan-anda-anda-telah.html' title='zaman persekolahan anda anda telah menyertai pasukan pancaragam jadi, apakah jawatan yang tak sempat nak disandang  sedangkan nak sangat jadi jawatan turh???'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-6482858568340345035</id><published>2010-11-11T19:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:38:39.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='having fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Bukit Cahaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks to Syaiful Rijal Anis Shaidi&lt;a class="mention" contenteditable="false" href="http://www.facebook.com/zakian.sulhi#" tabindex="-1"&gt;&lt;span contenteditable="false"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; Aliyah Saad&lt;a class="mention" contenteditable="false" href="http://www.facebook.com/zakian.sulhi#" tabindex="-1"&gt;&lt;span contenteditable="false"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the bicycle ride around Bukit Cahaya n making my day brighter, &amp;amp; to Jasmin Anis, for lunch at Pecal~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;photos are from aliyah's tumblr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aliyahsaad.tumblr.com/post/1542023484"&gt;http://aliyahsaad.tumblr.com/post/1542023484&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TNvRgG9hJYI/AAAAAAAAAgc/bxk1N8WHyVc/s1600/IMG_0329.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TNvRgG9hJYI/AAAAAAAAAgc/bxk1N8WHyVc/s320/IMG_0329.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TNvRil3RbYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/rviNu3krJIw/s1600/IMG_0330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TNvRil3RbYI/AAAAAAAAAgg/rviNu3krJIw/s1600/IMG_0330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;tapi, gambaq time makan kat pecal ayam padang jawa xdak~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-6482858568340345035?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6482858568340345035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/11/bukit-cahaya.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6482858568340345035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6482858568340345035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/11/bukit-cahaya.html' title='Bukit Cahaya'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TNvRLVAtWOI/AAAAAAAAAgA/kysm_y8gUd4/s72-c/tumblr_lbpvbymiS81qa7hh5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3823518004766827692</id><published>2010-11-07T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:40:56.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>dot..dot..dot..</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;my head is..going in circles..it seems like..there are stars in the sky..or is it what i hope to see instead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-3823518004766827692?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3823518004766827692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/11/dotdotdot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3823518004766827692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3823518004766827692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/11/dotdotdot.html' title='dot..dot..dot..'/><author><name>Zakian 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/&gt;semua duit!&lt;br /&gt;ish..nk kena bayaq duit umah plak..&lt;br /&gt;mcm na ni?&lt;br /&gt;dh tu..&lt;br /&gt;rasa besalah kat org lg&lt;br /&gt;depa dok payah kat sana&lt;br /&gt;aku bersenang lenang kat sini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa nk buat ni?&lt;br /&gt;n dh mcm ni&lt;br /&gt;rasa mcm semua org dok push!&lt;br /&gt;walhal dak pon!&lt;br /&gt;rasa suffocated! &lt;br /&gt;serius&lt;br /&gt;need air!&lt;br /&gt;shit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-5799603420756589001?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5799603420756589001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/11/mixed-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/zakian" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/zakian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-7487738397533539383?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7487738397533539383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/11/formspringme_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7487738397533539383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7487738397533539383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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semakin elok..semua di harap sabaq..ni dugaan dari Nya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-8724458340814590528?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8724458340814590528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/11/bahbanjirfloodetc-etc.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8724458340814590528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/8724458340814590528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/11/bahbanjirfloodetc-etc.html' title='Bah,Banjir,Flood,etc etc'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-5219242660043775227</id><published>2010-10-28T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:42:08.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>of Paramore, Taylor Swift and Jason Mraz</title><content type='html'>"You are the best thing that’s ever been mine, cause you and i both are  the only exception, cant you see that you belong with me and I'm yours"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crossed my mind out of no where..&lt;br /&gt;thanks to Paramore, Taylor Swift and Jason Mraz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-5219242660043775227?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5219242660043775227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/of-paramore-taylor-swift-and-jason-mraz.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5219242660043775227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5219242660043775227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/of-paramore-taylor-swift-and-jason-mraz.html' title='of Paramore, Taylor Swift and Jason Mraz'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-7470618555267642604</id><published>2010-10-28T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T12:45:09.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant seem to get this out of my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this song by Paramore is stuck in my head..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just like this..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Only Exception&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was younger i saw &lt;br /&gt;my daddy cry&lt;br /&gt;and curse at the wind&lt;br /&gt;he broke his own heart &lt;br /&gt;and I watched&lt;br /&gt;as he tried to reassemble it&lt;br /&gt;and my momma swore &lt;br /&gt;that she would &lt;br /&gt;never let herself forget&lt;br /&gt;and that was the day that I promised &lt;br /&gt;I'd never sing of love &lt;br /&gt;if it does not exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Darlin...&lt;br /&gt;you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe i know somewhere &lt;br /&gt;deep in my soul &lt;br /&gt;that love never lasts&lt;br /&gt;and we've got to find other ways &lt;br /&gt;to make it alone&lt;br /&gt;keep a straight face&lt;br /&gt;and i've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance&lt;br /&gt;and up until now i had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness&lt;br /&gt;because none of it was ever worth the risk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i've got a tight grip on reality&lt;br /&gt;but i can't let go of what's in front of me here&lt;br /&gt;i know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;  you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;you are the only exception&lt;br /&gt;you are the only exception&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm on my way to believing&lt;br /&gt;oh and I'm on my way to believing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i mean seriously, i can cry listening to this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-7470618555267642604?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7470618555267642604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-cant-seem-to-get-this-out-of-my-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7470618555267642604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7470618555267642604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-cant-seem-to-get-this-out-of-my-head.html' title='i cant seem to get this out of my head'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3488673467898122017</id><published>2010-10-25T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T15:39:52.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to Juliet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As most my friends would know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am into cartoons and love stories,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so recently i watched this incredible movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Letters to Juliet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i find this movie very sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so here is a short summary of the movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TMUwzTqCObI/AAAAAAAAAfo/4p9zv6OjX58/s1600/Letters_to_juliet_poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TMUwzTqCObI/AAAAAAAAAfo/4p9zv6OjX58/s320/Letters_to_juliet_poster.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;An American girl discovers a love letter that changes her life in this romantic comedy starring Amanda Seyfried and Vanessa Redgrave.  The setting is Verona, Italy -- the city where Romeo and Juliet first  met. In Verona, there's a wall where the lovelorn leave notes, hoping  that Juliet will answer their inquiries about love. Sophie (Seyfried) is part of a team of volunteers (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;the secretaries of Juliet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;) who respond to the letters. When Sophie answers a letter from 1957, the woman who wrote it (Redgrave) decides to seek out the one that got away, and romance starts to blossom all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so this is what Claire wrote 50 years ago, in the movie, to Juliet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I didn't go to him, Juliet. I didn't go to Lorenzo. His eyes were so  full of trust I promised I'd meet him and run away together because my  parents don't approve. But, instead, I left him waiting for me below our  tree - waiting and wondering where I was. I'm in Veronoa now. I return  to London in the morning and I am so afraid. Please, Juliet tell me what  I should do. My heart is breaking and I have no one else to turn to.  Love, Claire&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;so this is what Sophie answered to Claire as Juliet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Claire, What and If are two words as non-threatening as words can  be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt  you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if? I don't know  how your story ended but if what you felt then was true love, then it's  never too late. If it was true then, why wouldn't it be true now? You  need only the courage to follow your heart. I don't know what a love  like Juliet's feels like - love to leave loved ones for, love to cross  oceans for but I'd like to believe if I ever were to feel it, that I  will have the courage to seize it. And, Claire, if you didn't, I hope  one day that you will. All my love, Juliet&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TMUy59pkD2I/AAAAAAAAAf0/4RLRpj6v6io/s1600/Letters+to+Juliet+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TMUy59pkD2I/AAAAAAAAAf0/4RLRpj6v6io/s320/Letters+to+Juliet+1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TMUy4xxSaAI/AAAAAAAAAfw/kAxUw4HRVW8/s1600/1274419332_470x353_letters-to-juliet-kissing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3488673467898122017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/letters-to-juliet.html' title='Letters to Juliet'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TMUwzTqCObI/AAAAAAAAAfo/4p9zv6OjX58/s72-c/Letters_to_juliet_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-2603078024721912560</id><published>2010-10-25T15:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T15:16:31.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi blogspot.</title><content type='html'>i am now very much addicted to tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;ever since my friend, Aliyah, introduced me to tumlbr&lt;br /&gt;and eventually successfully persuaded me to join tumblr,&lt;br /&gt;i have been tumblr-ing almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i mean..GILA CIWI!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so banyak la dok abehkan masa kat sana&lt;br /&gt;tiba2 ber bahasa malaysia plak&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;anyways..&lt;br /&gt;here is my tumblr address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://naikaz.tumblr.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-2603078024721912560?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2603078024721912560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/hi-blogspot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2603078024721912560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/2603078024721912560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/hi-blogspot.html' title='hi blogspot.'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-1173505320509128457</id><published>2010-10-21T12:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T12:32:54.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Draft</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i am living a life of uncertainties..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;feeling unsure and not knowing of what is to become&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dreaming of things that might end up hurting me ,breaking me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;fearing things that may make my life worth while&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;holding on to hanging lines&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that might break ant any point&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;having hope as i go along the road&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but is scared to grab the chances&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that is dangling about..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;just floating in mid-air&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;waiting to be touched.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;giving in to temptations&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;unable to resist&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the pure source of destruction&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i was checking my post and i saw this &lt;i&gt;draft..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the thing is..i couldn't seem to remember writing this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and why i wrote this in the first place.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;so i decided just to publish this anyway&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-zakian sulhi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-1173505320509128457?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1173505320509128457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-living-life-of-uncertainties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1173505320509128457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1173505320509128457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-living-life-of-uncertainties.html' title='Draft'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-1152006104657635379</id><published>2010-10-19T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T03:53:27.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just stoping by</title><content type='html'>hello blogspot..&lt;br /&gt;i missed you too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i haven't been around much lately&lt;br /&gt;mostly due to the fact that i am hooked on to tumblr..&lt;br /&gt;haha...but that does not mean that i don't love you anymore..&lt;br /&gt;because i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...but for now..&lt;br /&gt;i don't have much heart felt issues&lt;br /&gt;to be said in words...to be typed and published here..&lt;br /&gt;there is just too much going on for me to even think of perfect sentences..&lt;br /&gt;to pick out the right words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one thing for sure..&lt;br /&gt;is that&lt;br /&gt;i will be back..&lt;br /&gt;to write my heart out&lt;br /&gt;here...where i always have..&lt;br /&gt;until the time comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-1152006104657635379?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1152006104657635379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-stoping-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1152006104657635379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1152006104657635379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-stoping-by.html' title='just stoping by'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-6499731937331832674</id><published>2010-10-05T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T14:28:18.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_370389295"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1504149257"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1504149258"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_370389296"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yesterday, monday, october 4th 2010,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a text message from my sister saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Alhamdulillah. &lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Muhammad Syahir Irfan&lt;/b&gt; selamat dilahirkan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fadley n Unaizah"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so happy that i called and text all those who came to mind..telling them that there is a new guy in the family..=)&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i wanted to upload his photo..but i feel that i will let his mother have the satisfaction of uploading it first. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-6499731937331832674?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6499731937331832674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-guy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6499731937331832674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/6499731937331832674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-guy.html' title='the new guy'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-5331750705661275216</id><published>2010-10-04T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T07:58:12.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>having you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;Having you in my life is like having stars in the sky and having money &lt;br /&gt;in my pocket. means that you light me up and giving me assurance that &lt;br /&gt;all will be okay. ♥ =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span id="status_time"&gt;&lt;span id="status_time_inner"&gt;&lt;abbr class="timestamp" title="Monday, October 4, 2010 at 2:41am"&gt;&lt;/abbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-5331750705661275216?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5331750705661275216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/having-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5331750705661275216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/5331750705661275216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/10/having-you.html' title='having you'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-1417111859859744737</id><published>2010-09-10T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T20:31:31.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stay strong, please</title><content type='html'>it is hard to put on a brave face when your heart is aching with agony&lt;br /&gt;but you know you just have to try..&lt;br /&gt;for the one you hold dear in your heart&lt;br /&gt;you just know you have to try&lt;br /&gt;stay strong zakian, please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-1417111859859744737?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1417111859859744737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/09/stay-strong-please.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1417111859859744737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1417111859859744737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/09/stay-strong-please.html' title='stay strong, please'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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center;"&gt;Bersempena dgn sambutan yang sentiasa dinantikan oleh rakyat Islam Malaysia dan seluruh dunia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saya ingin memohon keampunan diatas segala apa kesalahan atau kesilapan yg telah saya lakukan dan menyebab kan hati anda semua terguris, walau sekecil mana sekali pun..sesungguhnya yang baik itu datangnya dari Allah s.w.t. dan yang buruk itu hasil dari diri saya sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #bf9000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;btw gambar ni amek kat depan rumah..sgt kagum dgn bunga matahari yg besar dan sihat!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TIkTH2behOI/AAAAAAAAAfg/VOinrDLPfLw/s72-c/P08-09-10_12.19-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-4946379472797655027</id><published>2010-08-29T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T17:50:03.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop doing that</title><content type='html'>will you stop reminding people of their mistakes?&lt;br /&gt;yes everyone knows they have made tonnes of stupid mistakes&lt;br /&gt;but they dont need you to remind them every time..&lt;br /&gt;some people have accepted that they have indeed done wrong in their past&lt;br /&gt;and some people are trying to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can that happen when you keep reminding them that they did wrong!&lt;br /&gt;please stop..it only hurts and kills the joy of life.&lt;br /&gt;it might be funny to you..&lt;br /&gt;but for some people it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-4946379472797655027?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4946379472797655027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/08/stop-doing-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/4946379472797655027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/4946379472797655027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/08/stop-doing-that.html' title='stop doing that'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-1915477961484776120</id><published>2010-08-26T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T12:46:13.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Things You Might Be Saying Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post-hdr cls"&gt;   &lt;div class="post-title cls"&gt;    &lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i read this article on yahoo..so i thought i could share it with you~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1&gt;24 Things You Might Be Saying Wrong&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="attr cls"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/blog/VK2KOTJXUYVTCZXBVLPGJMJEU4/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li class="last"&gt;by Reader's Digest Magazine&lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/blog/VK2KOTJXUYVTCZXBVLPGJMJEU4/"&gt;&lt;span class="author"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, on Wed Aug 18, 2010 10:23am PDT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Reader's Digest Version of all those confusing words and seemingly random rules you missed in English class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You never mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Could care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You always mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Couldn't care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; You want to say you care so little already that you couldn't possibly care any less. When the Boston Celtics' Ray Allen said, "God could care less whether I can shoot a jump shot," we know he meant exactly the opposite because 1) God has other things on his mind, and 2) God is a Knicks fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                 You might say:&lt;/strong&gt; Mano a mano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Man-to-man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; You don't speak Spanish by adding vowels to the end of English words, as a columnist describing father–teenage son relationships seemed to think when he wrote, "Don't expect long, mano a mano talks." Mano a mano (literally, "hand to hand") originated with bullfighting and usually refers to a knock-down, drag-out direct confrontation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might say:&lt;/strong&gt; Less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Fewer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; In general, use fewer when you're specifying a number of countable things ("200 words or fewer"); reserve less for a mass ("less than half"). So when you're composing a tweet, do it in 140 characters or fewer, not less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You never mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Hone in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You always mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Home in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; Like homing pigeons, we can be single-minded about finding our way to a point: "Scientists are homing in on the causes of cancer." Hone means "to sharpen": "The rookie spent the last three seasons honing his skills in the minor leagues." But it's easy to mishear m's and n's, which is probably what happened to the Virginia senator who said, "We've got to hone in on cost containment." If you're unsure, say "zero in" instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might say:&lt;/strong&gt; Bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; The choice depends on your point of view. Use bring when you want to show motion toward you ("Bring the dog treats over here, please"). Use take to show motion in the opposite direction ("I have to take Rufus to the vet"). The rule gets confusing when the movement has nothing to do with you. In those cases, you can use either verb, depending on the context: "The assistant brought the shot to the vet" (the vet's point of view); "the assistant took the shot to the doctor" (the assistant's).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might say:&lt;/strong&gt; Who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Whom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; It all depends. Do you need a subject or an object? A subject (who) is the actor of the sentence: "Who left the roller skates on the sidewalk?" An object (whom) is the acted-upon: "Whom are you calling?" Parents, hit the Mute button when Dora the Explorer shouts, "Who do we ask for help when we don't know which way to go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You almost never mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Brother-in-laws, runner-ups, hole in ones, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You almost always mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Brothers-in-law, runners-up, holes in one, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; Plurals of these compound nouns are formed by adding an s to the thing there's more than one of (brothers, not laws). Some exceptions: words ending in ful (mouthfuls) and phrases like cul-de-sacs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You almost never mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Try and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You almost always mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Try to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; Try and try again, yes, but if you're planning to do something, use the infinitive form: "I'm going to try to run a marathon." Commenting on an online story about breakups, one woman wrote, "A guy I dated used to try and impress me with the choice of books he was reading." It's no surprise that the relationship didn't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You almost never mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Different than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You almost always mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Different from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; This isn't the biggest offense, but if you can easily substitute from for than (My mother's tomato sauce is different from my mother-in-law's), do it. Use than for comparisons: My mother's tomato sauce is better than my mother-in-law's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You almost never mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Beg the question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You almost always mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Raise the question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; Correctly used, "begging the question" is like making a circular argument (I don't like you because you're so unlikable). But unless you're a philosophy professor, you shouldn't ever need this phrase. Stick to "raise the question."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might say:&lt;/strong&gt; More than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can also say:&lt;/strong&gt; Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; The two are interchangeable when the sense is "Over 6,000 hats were sold." We like grammarian Bryan Garner's take on it: "The charge that over is inferior to more than is a baseless crotchet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You almost never mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Supposably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You almost always mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Supposedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; Supposably is, in fact, a word—it means "conceivably"—but not the one you want if you're trying to say "it's assumed," and certainly not the one you want if you're on a first date with an English major or a job interview with an English speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might say:&lt;/strong&gt; All of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You probably mean:&lt;/strong&gt; All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; Drop the of whenever you can, as Julia Roberts recently did, correctly: "Every little moment is amazing if you let yourself access it. I learn that all the time from my kids." But you need all of before a pronoun ("all of them") and before a possessive noun ("all of Julia's kids").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might say:&lt;/strong&gt; That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Which&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; "The money that is on the table is for you" is different from "the money, which is on the table, is for you." That pinpoints the subject: The money that is on the table is yours; the money in my pocket is mine. Which introduces an aside, a bit of extra information. If you remove "which is on the table," you won't change the meaning: The money is for you (oh, and unless you don't want it, it's on the table). If the clause is necessary to your meaning, use that; if it could safely be omitted, say which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You never mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Outside of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You always mean:&lt;/strong&gt; Outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; These two prepositions weren't meant for each other. Perfectly acceptable: "Wearing a cheese-head hat outside Wisconsin will likely earn you some stares and glares (unless you're surrounded by Green Bay Packers fans, that is)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might say:&lt;/strong&gt; Each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You might mean:&lt;/strong&gt; One another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why:&lt;/strong&gt; Tradition says that each other should be used with two people or things, and one another with more than two, and careful speakers should follow suit: "The three presenters argued with one another over who should announce the award, but Ann and Barbara gave each other flowers after the ceremony." (By the way, if you need the possessive form of either one when writing that business letter, it's always each other's and one another's; never end with s'.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS: &lt;a href="http://www.rd.com/home-garden/10-dos--donts-of-corporate-culture/article142000.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt; 10 Dos and Don't of Corporate Culture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 Confusing Pairs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leery, wary:&lt;/strong&gt; suspicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weary&lt;/strong&gt;: tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;farther&lt;/strong&gt;: for physical distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;further&lt;/strong&gt;: for metaphorical distance or time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;principle&lt;/strong&gt;: rule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;principal&lt;/strong&gt;: of your school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;compliment&lt;/strong&gt;: nice thing to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;complement&lt;/strong&gt;: match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;continual&lt;/strong&gt;: ongoing but intermittent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;continuous&lt;/strong&gt;: without interruption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stationary&lt;/strong&gt;: stands still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stationery&lt;/strong&gt;: paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;imply&lt;/strong&gt;: to suggest a meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;infer&lt;/strong&gt;: to draw meaning from something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;affect&lt;/strong&gt;: typically a verb, meaning "to act upon or cause an effect"; as a noun, it's "an emotional response"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;effect&lt;/strong&gt;: typically a noun, meaning "something produced," like a special effect; as a verb, "to bring about," as in "to effect change"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/life/24-things-you-might-be-saying-wrong-2338028/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-814030051873367674</id><published>2010-08-25T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T21:36:55.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kelas okestra.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today's orchestra class is again without any trombone parts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LAME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so we trombonists..and tubist..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went to practice chorale works instead,...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now we are taking a break..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i have got a chance to actually post this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as u know..well...some of you know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i like to draw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i like to draw mermaids the most!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so with this free time i have..i would like to show you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my latest drawing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of mermaids..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hope you like it,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do commet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/THUcP_VVofI/AAAAAAAAAfI/0cRFB_CfT3c/s1600/P25-08-10_21.26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/THUcP_VVofI/AAAAAAAAAfI/0cRFB_CfT3c/s400/P25-08-10_21.26.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(-.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zakian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-814030051873367674?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/814030051873367674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/08/kelas-okestra.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/814030051873367674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/814030051873367674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/08/kelas-okestra.html' title='kelas okestra.........'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/THUcP_VVofI/AAAAAAAAAfI/0cRFB_CfT3c/s72-c/P25-08-10_21.26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-7722266019587298543</id><published>2010-08-23T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T22:56:23.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;have you ever...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wake up late in the morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and panicked because you think that you are late for school/work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and only realize that you are actually hours early from being late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because it was actually late evening and you just woke up from a nap?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;have you ever...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fix yourself a cup of something to drink..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lets say hot coffee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you put in extra sugar to make it a bit more sweeter that usual..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but you took your first sip..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you were surprised to find out that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you&amp;nbsp;accidentally added salt instead of sugar!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;have you ever...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wake up in the morning..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as you always do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;took a bath..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dress up for work/school..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and realize that it is actually a Saturday morning......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;have you ever....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;felt so hungry that you think you can eat three meals at once...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but you end up eating half of your first dish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;have you ever....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;felt so sure of something that you know is right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you debated with your friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to defend the truth af that something that you are so sure of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and your friends finally agree with you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when you got home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you realized that you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;are WRONG!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DEFINITELY&amp;nbsp;WRONG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;have you ever...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gossip about someone with your friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and not realize that, that particular someone is standing right behind you............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;have you ever....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;walk so confidently in front of a crowd..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and slipped..and fell on your face....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;have you ever...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dress up in front of a mirror..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you feel as if you look extraordinarily beautiful/handsome..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you went to meet up with you friend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the first thing that your friend said was..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"what the hell are you wearing?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;have you ever...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;got an idea to write about something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while you were outside with your friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you were really excited to write it and publish it to your blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and when you finally got home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you log on to your blogspot account..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you completely forgotten what was it that you wanted to write about.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and when you finally remembered...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you go on and type it down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and feel that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what you are writing seems pointless.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you just stopped..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and log on to facebook instead..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(-.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Zakian Sulhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-7722266019587298543?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7722266019587298543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/08/have-you-ever.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7722266019587298543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7722266019587298543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/08/have-you-ever.html' title='have you ever?'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-1517396363862696151</id><published>2010-08-22T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T01:22:22.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tried Something New</title><content type='html'>there was a PC and Book Fair held at the InTEC Great Hall recently, organized by the TESL students of uitm, i think..there were lots of interesting books that day..they were pretty much cheap as well..&lt;br /&gt;but that is not the main thing here..the thing is..there was a shoe designing competition, where u have to register for RM2..they'll give u a form for each registration..together with the form, is a shoe template, where u need to draw, hand-drawn designs on..so i took the chance and entered the competition...and to my surprise, ppl seems to like my design..huhu..which leads to me submitting three more designs after that..the thing is..i was surprised to find out that i actually enjoyed doing that..i really really do..im not sure if i can win this thing...but i really enjoyed it..=)&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-1517396363862696151?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1517396363862696151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/08/tried-something-new.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1517396363862696151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1517396363862696151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/08/tried-something-new.html' title='Tried Something New'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-7828507881545138378</id><published>2010-08-16T02:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T02:37:04.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TGgyIeTthjI/AAAAAAAAAfA/GxUOfHz7oPQ/s1600/P14-08-10_02.37.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i have not updated my blog with my thoughts lately&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i guess it is due to lots of assignments and tests and classes and group discussions..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to write again.&lt;br /&gt;to be able to pour my heart out&lt;br /&gt;but i can't seem to be able to put much words together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to create beautiful scentences anymore..&lt;br /&gt;well for now that is..i hope..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyways..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here are some pics of my birthday celebration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with baskin 31 robbins genting peeps..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TGgyIeTthjI/AAAAAAAAAfA/GxUOfHz7oPQ/s1600/P14-08-10_02.37.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TGgyIeTthjI/AAAAAAAAAfA/GxUOfHz7oPQ/s320/P14-08-10_02.37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;actually its more of the pic of my bday cake &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the rest of the photos are with other ppl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;since i was the subject of the pictures of the day..hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here are some photos of my stay at genting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TGgx9pAQSHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/ePlq4SHIBXE/s1600/P13-08-10_14.29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TGgx9pAQSHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/ePlq4SHIBXE/s320/P13-08-10_14.29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;kak umey opening the doors for me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TGgx_wElBqI/AAAAAAAAAeo/J9pCBWAj6jU/s1600/P13-08-10_19.22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TGgx_wElBqI/AAAAAAAAAeo/J9pCBWAj6jU/s320/P13-08-10_19.22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;bukak puasa...i like this!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TGgyBrQPAcI/AAAAAAAAAew/1UecX-pMWdY/s1600/P13-08-10_19.22%5B01%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TGgyBrQPAcI/AAAAAAAAAew/1UecX-pMWdY/s320/P13-08-10_19.22%5B01%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think she looks nice in this photo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TGgyCykoQfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/PnQ_3KImA14/s1600/P13-08-10_19.23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TGgyCykoQfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/PnQ_3KImA14/s320/P13-08-10_19.23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;maiza umey hermy zakian&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-7828507881545138378?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7828507881545138378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7828507881545138378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/7828507881545138378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TGgyIeTthjI/AAAAAAAAAfA/GxUOfHz7oPQ/s72-c/P14-08-10_02.37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-1504794021414757190</id><published>2010-07-28T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T15:35:55.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you see what i see?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watch closely... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_crWDBE4I/AAAAAAAAAeA/Bq_A9xHHJxI/s1600/securedownload.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="288" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_crWDBE4I/AAAAAAAAAeA/Bq_A9xHHJxI/s320/securedownload.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;WEIRD WALKING COW.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Warning: Do not view while drinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_cuZogIKI/AAAAAAAAAeY/S6LNm6cbhqM/s1600/tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_cuZogIKI/AAAAAAAAAeY/S6LNm6cbhqM/s320/tree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;CAN YOU SEE 10 FACES IN THE TREE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_cmJP0HfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/BGYfAD4sS44/s1600/face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_cmJP0HfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/BGYfAD4sS44/s320/face.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THERE'S A FACE IN HERE. CAN YOU SEE IT? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_cp5QdWxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/8AkFCWFi6ew/s1600/rose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_cp5QdWxI/AAAAAAAAAd4/8AkFCWFi6ew/s320/rose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CAN YOU SEE THE KISSING COUPLE? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_cjYAk-_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/xo1KSgZQzu4/s1600/baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_cjYAk-_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/xo1KSgZQzu4/s320/baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CAN YOU SEE THE BABY? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_ctiielII/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PMy3xDXSWOQ/s1600/three.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_ctiielII/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PMy3xDXSWOQ/s320/three.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CAN YOU SEE THE THREE WOMEN? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_cn5L70fI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ajrNeKL5TaQ/s1600/frog.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_cn5L70fI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ajrNeKL5TaQ/s320/frog.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you tell the difference between a horse and a frog? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-1504794021414757190?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1504794021414757190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/07/can-you-see-what-i-see.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1504794021414757190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/1504794021414757190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/07/can-you-see-what-i-see.html' title='Can you see what i see?'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_crWDBE4I/AAAAAAAAAeA/Bq_A9xHHJxI/s72-c/securedownload.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-3506894061967157924</id><published>2010-07-28T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T15:08:01.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Organization Chart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_WgG_QNlI/AAAAAAAAAdY/5PtTFinAvVI/s1600/securedownload.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_WgG_QNlI/AAAAAAAAAdY/5PtTFinAvVI/s400/securedownload.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When top level guys look down, they see only shit; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;When bottom level guys look up, they see only assholes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-3506894061967157924?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3506894061967157924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/07/organization-chart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3506894061967157924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/3506894061967157924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/07/organization-chart.html' title='Organization Chart'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mFGNVnAsNfQ/TE_WgG_QNlI/AAAAAAAAAdY/5PtTFinAvVI/s72-c/securedownload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6688784623901868326.post-957482925667551414</id><published>2010-07-28T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T14:59:11.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of TV and Handphone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i got this email from my sister..i find this hilarious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;so i thought of sharing this here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Diff between Wife &amp;amp; Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some people say: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wife is a HARIMAU ............... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Girlfriend is HARI HARI MAHU &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And some say: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wife is like TV , Girlfriend is like Handphone (HP) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At home watch TV , Go out bring HP . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No money, sell TV . Got money change HP . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes enjoy TV but most of the time play with HP . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TV free for life but HP, if you don't pay, the services will be terminated . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TV is big , bulky and most of the time old but HP is cute, slim, curvy and very portable at any time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Operational cost for TV is often acceptable but for HP is high and often demanding . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most Important, TV got remote but HP don't have . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TV do not have virus but HP have VIRUS ...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once get it, HABIS LAH... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So better choose TV la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6688784623901868326-957482925667551414?l=naikaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/feeds/957482925667551414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/07/of-tv-and-handphone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/957482925667551414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6688784623901868326/posts/default/957482925667551414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naikaz.blogspot.com/2010/07/of-tv-and-handphone.html' title='Of TV and Handphone'/><author><name>Zakian Sulhi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11875185603164516331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEDQvsoN4Hw/TfuacyGVdSI/AAAAAAAAAkE/DQIdJYt_LeU/s220/249541_10150216229947487_593767486_7151379_6107482_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
