<?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-6422464640579351689</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:09:55.772+08:00</updated><category term='i don&apos;t know.......'/><category term='please turn back to daddy..... i wishing you back.....'/><category term='Fi syg Kas'/><category term='i miss makenzie.....'/><category term='flying solo again........'/><category term='when ann meet kas meet fi....'/><category term='i&apos;ve changed just like how you want me to and now i&apos;m waiting for you back.............'/><category term='thanks for making tears drop everynight eversince you&apos;re gone......'/><category term='babygirl'/><category term='it maybe a yes or a no'/><category term='villarosa..... :('/><category term='expect the unexpected....'/><category term='flying solo this birthday... i guess???'/><category term='im missing u like a fat boy misses a fondue mus.....'/><category term='missing kat... yet'/><title type='text'>world of boy baddy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-2384923605565527668</id><published>2010-06-22T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:00:18.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;natasya farah amalina... im really sorry.... i love you so much!!!!!&lt;/strong&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/6422464640579351689-2384923605565527668?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/2384923605565527668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=2384923605565527668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/2384923605565527668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/2384923605565527668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-you-baby.html' title='i love you baby...'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-5018225203833809680</id><published>2010-05-23T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T10:31:12.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yoohooohooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;morning morning morning!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;long time no post!!! wahahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;main course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;this is for you babe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my new besties!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;NAT-FAYRAH-HA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sorry la i didnt blog yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;was darn tired.. furthermore.. some is pissed with me last night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hope this will cheer you up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im so glad that we made it through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;talk things out and i made it happen just like you want me to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you are the special one... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im really looking forward to your sweet side.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but not to mention.. you are sweet.. hehehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;side order!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;today marks the last booking in!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sad yet happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;we made through the whole of 6 month..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and now its time to be apart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;im sure tonight is gonna be one hell of a night!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and tomorrow lets lose our voice.. P. O.P OHHH!!!&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/6422464640579351689-5018225203833809680?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/5018225203833809680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=5018225203833809680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/5018225203833809680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/5018225203833809680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2010/05/yoohooohooo.html' title='yoohooohooo'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-8041684972773832674</id><published>2010-04-18T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T16:23:16.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO! NO! NO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no baby no!!! i don't wanna lose you!! no!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please stay! please stay!! please stay!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want you! i want you! i want you!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss you! i miss you!! i miss you!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you! i love you! i love you!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see.... i post baby!!! specially for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-8041684972773832674?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/8041684972773832674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=8041684972773832674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8041684972773832674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8041684972773832674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-no-no.html' title='NO! NO! NO!'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-8267343530030618020</id><published>2010-02-08T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:35:09.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pemalas nak termampos.</title><content type='html'>I hereby declare that I do not bother updating my blog. I am too busy with NS &amp;amp; despite the fact that I still use my computer when I'm at home, I still don't bother posting a 5min entry. &amp;amp; I do not want to let my girlfriend go, because I will cry a tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; if you're smart enough, you would know that I'm not Siraj, I am NFA &amp;amp; I'm saying this at his point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-8267343530030618020?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/8267343530030618020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=8267343530030618020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8267343530030618020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8267343530030618020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2010/02/pemalas-nak-termampos.html' title='pemalas nak termampos.'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-51201769150129412</id><published>2009-12-18T02:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:15:53.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ily.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sypx4jXBfGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/qZceYKKwuh0/s1600-h/12756_166164128722_696548722_3008816_4880445_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sypx4jXBfGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/qZceYKKwuh0/s400/12756_166164128722_696548722_3008816_4880445_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416266718244863074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;2 dreadful weeks without your presence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;lacking of phone calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;All we had were short conversations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;A thousand apologies if I were to ever made you sad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;cry &amp;amp; made you worry about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;You know that i wouldn't do such things to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Just think of it as a test of your will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;I faithfully have abide to my vow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;17more hours till I can hold you in my arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;NFA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ps: your past entries &amp;amp; drafts are an ultimate turn off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/6422464640579351689-51201769150129412?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/51201769150129412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=51201769150129412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/51201769150129412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/51201769150129412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/12/ily.html' title='ily.'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sypx4jXBfGI/AAAAAAAAAOE/qZceYKKwuh0/s72-c/12756_166164128722_696548722_3008816_4880445_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-1380061305079757095</id><published>2009-12-08T03:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T03:32:53.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my only one....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sx1W0i2xnGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RSnI8uxOEbQ/s1600-h/Photo0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412577787878939746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sx1W0i2xnGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RSnI8uxOEbQ/s400/Photo0322.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this will be the last post for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i will not be able to touch the computer for a whole of 2 weeks until i get to get out from camp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes people.. im going in to ns this morning!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;in like less then 5hrs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this post is all for you babe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im so sorry to have to leave you for 2 weeks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i got to.. i have no other choice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;have to serve the country...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am so sorry....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby i love you so much.. im starting to miss you oready..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i hope you do towards me too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you are my only one... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im gonna read that whole book that u gave me before i go to sleep in camp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and write down every feelings i have  in there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this post will not do much talking of how much you really mean to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i will keep to my promise and hope you do too to yours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;baby your the best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;best i ever had...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;here i go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;screem my lungs out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;try and get to you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;you are my only one!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i hope this will do baby... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i really got to go to bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;need to wake up really early...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im so sorry baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i love you sayang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mwah!!!!!!&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/6422464640579351689-1380061305079757095?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/1380061305079757095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=1380061305079757095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/1380061305079757095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/1380061305079757095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-only-one.html' title='my only one....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sx1W0i2xnGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/RSnI8uxOEbQ/s72-c/Photo0322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-1560968240036476539</id><published>2009-12-01T01:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T01:36:05.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok she did nothing wrong....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SxQA4cUm4FI/AAAAAAAAAN0/qp2YwMZpAIE/s1600/16632_189902968016_674258016_3004299_2872759_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409950022054109266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SxQA4cUm4FI/AAAAAAAAAN0/qp2YwMZpAIE/s400/16632_189902968016_674258016_3004299_2872759_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;back to blogging....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;had been commanded by darla to blog.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im just being so sceptic bout the previous post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;actually nothing happen of what she said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;somthing did happen but not things of what i thought it would be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but too bad... were turn down!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahahahaha!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;baby, i know you know public dont know ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ooooookkkkk!!!!! hoooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahahaha........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i had such a fun time with darla today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;went to window shop at ION..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;finally we complete the journey (to the netherworld) at ION together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;walk through the whole of the shopping center excepet for the last basement which is the food area... not a single thing we miss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok la... certain part is fun.. certain part is a bore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im just so lazy to type such a long post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;btw, im performing with my band, Mercenarian, on the 5th of December..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;its a farewell gig...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;comedown if you could.. it only cost $5...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a $$$ cheaper than contraband ciggs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to summerise it all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE NATASYA FARAH AMALINA BABY DARLING SAYANG etc etc. SO MUCH!!!!!!!&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/6422464640579351689-1560968240036476539?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/1560968240036476539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=1560968240036476539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/1560968240036476539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/1560968240036476539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/12/ok-she-did-nothing-wrong.html' title='ok she did nothing wrong....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SxQA4cUm4FI/AAAAAAAAAN0/qp2YwMZpAIE/s72-c/16632_189902968016_674258016_3004299_2872759_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-4778670159978473703</id><published>2009-11-29T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T01:36:35.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont know why....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SxFYEUt1LGI/AAAAAAAAANs/YTlzGtZbrLE/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409201458752334946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SxFYEUt1LGI/AAAAAAAAANs/YTlzGtZbrLE/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i dont know why but just suddenly feel like blogging....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;been feeling quite weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dont ask me why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; baby darla is at her wife a.k.a elly's crib.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sleeping over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i thought that shes straight going to her place but no... yet another thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;suddenly she send me a text saying shes flirting with the skater guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hmmm.... i dont know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;whats the benefit of revenge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;whats the definition of revenge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that i wanna know.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;going to ns soon... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just need more time.. more time to spend with wife...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hope this coming week wont be a pack week for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i want to spend time with her before i leave..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i bet if she read this, she will just go," yeah right.. as if.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hmmm.. i know i cheat on her before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes people.. i cheat on her... and things just not getting well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i want her.. its just so hard for me to describe just how much she means to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah i love her... i love her so much till words just cant describe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i love you baby darla....&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/6422464640579351689-4778670159978473703?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/4778670159978473703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=4778670159978473703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/4778670159978473703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/4778670159978473703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-dont-know-why.html' title='i dont know why....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SxFYEUt1LGI/AAAAAAAAANs/YTlzGtZbrLE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-1600509531527509976</id><published>2009-11-23T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T00:39:54.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nat fayrah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Swllkqlyg1I/AAAAAAAAANk/6G4XUrRKeEw/s1600/DSC00568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406964508217475922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Swllkqlyg1I/AAAAAAAAANk/6G4XUrRKeEw/s400/DSC00568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; harloo peeps... back from the lost galaxy to blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this post is dedicated to my one and only Natasya Farah Amalina..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nobody else is to be involve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you are like the pearl of my eye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you make me shine like no other... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sometimes when im with you i feel shy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but you make me smile like no one bother..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby darla, you make me feel so special even when we have our ups and downs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you never fail to make me smile when im down... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i never fail to sense your care and concern towards me when some shit happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eventhough you hurt lucy bad, your still the one i love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we keep on saying we want to make it happen.. that really is gonna happen if we want it to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby dear, i love you so much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you make me have a sense of belonged... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you made me feel like no other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you baby....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;look, not a single word of negativity....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*shake shake lucy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hope this is enough to make you smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you darling.......&lt;br /&gt;i sayang you........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-1600509531527509976?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/1600509531527509976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=1600509531527509976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/1600509531527509976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/1600509531527509976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/11/nat-fayrah.html' title='nat fayrah'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Swllkqlyg1I/AAAAAAAAANk/6G4XUrRKeEw/s72-c/DSC00568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-6950763530855290727</id><published>2009-07-27T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T01:11:23.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the first month......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SmyMKNe3JsI/AAAAAAAAANc/3PdlUbneqoQ/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SmyMKNe3JsI/AAAAAAAAANc/3PdlUbneqoQ/s320/DSC00185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362815363337103042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;wassup peeps....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;sorry for the long M.I.A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;been so busy with work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;as you people know, i'm with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Natasya Farah Amalina&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;guess what, we've reach our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; month on this very day... or can say, morning which is on the 27..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;yeah i know, or we know that we are not the best couple.. but its up yours to think about us alright...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ive tried my best of accomplishing my mission but it still takes time to be accomplish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ive yet to prove to people we are not to be label as the worst couple.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;this is the only thing that shall be updated.. till then... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;stay tuned to Siraj's blog for more update.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;au reviour&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-6950763530855290727?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/6950763530855290727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=6950763530855290727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/6950763530855290727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/6950763530855290727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-month.html' title='the first month......'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SmyMKNe3JsI/AAAAAAAAANc/3PdlUbneqoQ/s72-c/DSC00185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-7949258764668983478</id><published>2009-06-18T15:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T00:47:06.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im missing u like a fat boy misses a fondue mus.....'/><title type='text'>the new life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SjnobS9u8LI/AAAAAAAAAMs/7AQIFd-OdIs/s1600-h/Photography121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348561588124053682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SjnobS9u8LI/AAAAAAAAAMs/7AQIFd-OdIs/s320/Photography121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;its time to blog~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;alright.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;lots of things happen on monday &amp;amp; tuesday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;let start with monday ayy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;have to attend work as usual... -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;have plans after that...&lt;br /&gt;ok.. out of the box!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;you want me to blog and elaborate more on the date/outing thing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;after work, met fyra.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we went out just like we use to in the past...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;firstly, went to penin to get me a new shirt which im craving for quite awhile!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;after that, went to plaza singapura to catch a movie...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch "monster vs. aliens" but she dont want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;so she choose the movie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;trust me, its a good movie for us.. HAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;we watch "drag me to hell" ~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;its like a crazy shit movie i can say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i didnt attend to shout but she made me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;how sick can that be!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;but overall, its great uh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;after that head down to tamp and meet imran, reen and nat fer awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and went to her house to feed the cats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;straight after that, took 72 from tamp int to amk where she currently stay at...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;head home after that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;as for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348563609449961346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SjnqQ8_Yl4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/VkN6Mtzj0dI/s320/DSC03863.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;went out with the band!! with nat along....had a whacky time la kan!!but too bad shareen had to go off early due to certain things...went to went pool when Fireblade came to join...after that, slack at SMU area....after people went off, left me, imran, nat and wan(my member) to thonn...had nothing to do so we went shisha-ing~!went back on first train....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348707315913059698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sjps9xSH7XI/AAAAAAAAAM8/2tYu8gG98BU/s320/DSC01259.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348707699586289154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SjptUGk8zgI/AAAAAAAAANE/2gyH3_iu7FI/s320/DSC01254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348707900194015682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sjptfx5jycI/AAAAAAAAANM/7OcERhe3TAQ/s320/DSC01257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348708062472399458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SjptpObvamI/AAAAAAAAANU/zricODh9HGM/s320/DSC01258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CURRENTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;im so damn bored after all activities is done!!the competition want brought forward to 28 June.. -_-"so long!! but atleast got enough time to do some touch ups!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;yeah my ben&amp;amp;jerry's with you! nvm you can eat it if you want... i miss you dang lots too!! haiz!!! i so wanna meet u up soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-7949258764668983478?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/7949258764668983478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=7949258764668983478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7949258764668983478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7949258764668983478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-life.html' title='the new life...'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SjnobS9u8LI/AAAAAAAAAMs/7AQIFd-OdIs/s72-c/Photography121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-3135417049415934911</id><published>2009-06-12T16:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:12:40.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss makenzie.....'/><title type='text'>i miss you peeps......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SjIU4oooIaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/iQgGnCZ4plE/s1600-h/IGS!!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346358670855250338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SjIU4oooIaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/iQgGnCZ4plE/s320/IGS!!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i out of words.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i just dont know what my thoughts are right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the important things or people whom i really treasure went just like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;for example, the picture above...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;my ex-band, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ignified Sins (IGS)&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i admit, that is the most memorable yet enjoyable bunch of groups i treasured the most..... when im down, they are my pillar of hope...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;but now, everybody decide to go on their own journey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hilmi, Burnt &amp;amp; Jebat - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M.I.A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kasman - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Theobusion&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; Melancholy Downfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anwar -&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Theobusion&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Chaos Infernos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Siraj - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Revolt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;handful of people came up to me asking me the same question..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"why close &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IGS&lt;/span&gt;??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"when are you guys getting back together??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"why waste the effort? open&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; IGS&lt;/span&gt; back cause we will be there to support!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i am lost at words when those questions were asked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;sometimes i feel embarrased....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i planned on opening &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IGS&lt;/span&gt; back but im sure it will not be the same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Kasman &amp;amp; Anwar awaits my decision if i were to open it back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;seriously i miss the old time.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i wish &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IGS&lt;/span&gt; will have the chance to have a proper final performance along side &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mercenarian&lt;/span&gt;'s old line up.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;on the other hand, talking about IGS, i miss this someone who supports me when im with the band... she has always been there without fail, headbanging front stage when we perform... shes everyone favorite girl.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;that girl should know herself who she is......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;besides that, im missing alot of people right now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mainly, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ignified Sins&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Fyra&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Villarosa&lt;/span&gt;, and those &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;159 people&lt;/span&gt; who had been on a M.I.A...... now is not like the past where, without fail, someone will ring to slack at 159.... i just miss those times......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;looking forward...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;im jamming with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Revolt&lt;/span&gt; soon after this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;got to prepare for the upcoming competition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;soon after that, will be going to &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;CB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TL&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;having midnight shift......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i think, till here is enough.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;till my next update......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;au revoir&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-3135417049415934911?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/3135417049415934911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=3135417049415934911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3135417049415934911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3135417049415934911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-you-peeps.html' title='i miss you peeps......'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SjIU4oooIaI/AAAAAAAAAMk/iQgGnCZ4plE/s72-c/IGS!!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-4821035362238207844</id><published>2009-06-09T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:35:24.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the missing is in the air......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Si1GC3sdF0I/AAAAAAAAAMc/aRUZ7l1fUg8/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345005347882735426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Si1GC3sdF0I/AAAAAAAAAMc/aRUZ7l1fUg8/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i dont know where to start.... everything seems to be revolving so fast here and there.... everything ended so fast too..... ok lets not repeat bout the past here.... let bygones be bygones....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i just cant put my mind straight of whats happening right now.. been busy here and there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;as for later... im representing my outlet,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Coffee Bean&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tea Leaf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(terminal 3 departure)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;for the Barista Olympic 2009.. the competition is located at CBTL's home base at redhill where i have been having my training(s) at... the event will commence at 9am whereas my slot is at 2pm.. but will be coming early to show support to fellow competitors.... so yeah... all the best to me ayy.... only Ridhwan gonna be there to support me and maybe Ashidah... but nevermind.. im cool.... the only thing is, i just cant simply put my mind on the game.... lots of thing is stuck on ma mind..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;anyway.... the month of June is pack with competition:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;9 June 2009: Barista Olympic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10 June 2009: Barista Olympic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;21 June 2009: Rock kapak competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;28 June 2009: Rock kapak competiton(final)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;there you go..... back to back competitions..... Revolt is preparing for the upcoming 21 &amp;amp; 28.... dont care win or lose, as long as we have fun... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i guess i better take my nap... gotta wake up early tomorrow to go t3dn for last minute preparation... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;happy 13 mths to you too kazrella....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;au revoir&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/6422464640579351689-4821035362238207844?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/4821035362238207844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=4821035362238207844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/4821035362238207844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/4821035362238207844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-is-in-air.html' title='the missing is in the air......'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Si1GC3sdF0I/AAAAAAAAAMc/aRUZ7l1fUg8/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-8866440193752130936</id><published>2009-05-29T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:50:57.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here without you.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heyho....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im at work right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;starting shift at 9 so decide to bring this laptop for a walk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont know why, but theres just lots of memories here and there almost everywhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anywhere i go, there must be a memory there....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alright... for example...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im sitting here where all the journey begins..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah.. its at the airport...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when im at redhill for training, the mrt is the stop where she waited before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i step for a smoke outsode at my work, theres where she use to sit beside me either smoke with me or wait for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when im at work, shes most of the time there sitted, using her laptop, waiting for me to finish....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;theres just way too much memories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;see.... anywhere i go, there just simply a memory there....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;even when im at home.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;people told me, raj, take it easy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;raj forget bout it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;raj relax..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;raj this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;raj that.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey.. if you're in my position right now, where you love that person very much even she did things she promise not to do no more, then you'll know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah i know some off you people been thru what im in right now and i understand..... thanks for the courage of helping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;appriciate it loads peeeps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;while i was sitting alone smoking just now, i come to think... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;does she really mean her words?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;does she really love me when shes with me or just cheating with my feelings??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont want to say just like who... but the she knows who....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she brought up the topic that 'her friend' did this to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but why is she herself doing the same thing to me????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(whoah the irony......)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont know whether she still bother to check my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cos if she do, she always tag but now, no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ann and mizan coming over here later to get freebies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahahaha......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;will be busy working after this till tomorrow morning....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how i wish, she will come over maybe later to keep an eye on me or maybe she misses me(wont happen i guess) or anything....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to be frank, yeah i misses &amp;amp; i love her still just like before.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(if not, i wouldn't be wasting my time blogging bout her) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont know if she still does...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;or maybe she found someone else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IF you're reading this, prove to me wrong that you didn't do all that i mentioned above..... meet me up, or call me up or text me or anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you still care bout me that is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you dont, hah.. i understand....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i cut some slack for this week cos i undrstand you're busy with assignment and all.... busy with other things i may not know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;only god knows......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alright....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;got to start working.... &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/6422464640579351689-8866440193752130936?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/8866440193752130936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=8866440193752130936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8866440193752130936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8866440193752130936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-without-you.html' title='here without you.....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-6752995949504025862</id><published>2009-05-28T19:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T13:07:56.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks for making tears drop everynight eversince you&apos;re gone......'/><title type='text'>mungkiri janji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mungkiri Janji&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pertama kali nya kita mula bertentang mata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ku seakan sedang melihat seorang bidadari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yang sempurna.. bagai turun dari langit kebumi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;terus terpaku dan hanya mampu berdiam diri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ketika itu semuanya nampak bergitu indah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tak aku nafikan cinta sejati ku di usia remaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tapi hanya masa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tapi hanya masa dapat menentu segalanya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;kata-kata manis mu tidak seperti dulu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;membuat ku lesu, terlerai, layu dan membeku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mungkin kah hati tidak dapat berfungsi lagi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cukup dengan segala tipu helah yang kau beri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tak mungkin kata mu boleh di percayai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;kerna kau pembelot, bertopeng bak bidadari..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;baru lah ku ketahui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;siapakah diri sebenar mu selama ini, jyeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;kau meninggal kan diri ku..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sepi memungkiri.. janji mu pada ku kasih...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;akhirnya ku sendiri, airmata ku pun mengalir..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;jatuh ke pipi dan terus ke bumi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;akhir nya.. baru lah kau memperkenal kan orang ketiga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hati ku gugur dan tak berdaya untuk berkata..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jiwa ku lenguh, bak tubuh tak bernyawa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;segala pengorbanan ku akhirnya tk berbuah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sehingga kini ku terus serik untuk bercinta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bagi ku dia seorang wanita yang durjana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;adakah aku yang harus di persalah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bagi ku, engkau la punca sebabnya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;selama.. bertemu dengan mu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tidak sangka ini semua, terjadi seperti itu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;adakah ini balasan, yang engkau harus berikan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hingga buat ku tergamam di dalam mimpi dan jaga ku....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;kau meninggal kan diri ku..&lt;br /&gt;sepi memungkiri.. janji mu pada ku kasih...&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya ku sendiri, airmata ku pun mengalir..&lt;br /&gt;jatuh ke pipi dan terus ke bumi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"this song is for you bebeh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;if you love me still, prove to me now and i shall remove all this...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&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/6422464640579351689-6752995949504025862?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/6752995949504025862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=6752995949504025862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/6752995949504025862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/6752995949504025862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/05/mungkiri-janji.html' title='mungkiri janji'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-7514000621535980806</id><published>2009-05-28T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:28:31.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;ve changed just like how you want me to and now i&apos;m waiting for you back.............'/><title type='text'>looks like you just dont care.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;heyho....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;guess what.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;its the 4th month of our anniv with Afifah Villarosa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hmph... and its just like a joke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;she dont care... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;not a single text nor call....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah shes online... pm her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;no replies.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hmmmmmm.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i kept thinking to myself, is her words empty???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and, i make a new discovery....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but im not assuming nor saying....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it just caught my eye..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"EFF is MRS R.H"---&gt;????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;whoa...... thats quick.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;what happen to the timeout?? what happen to,"i'll wait for you no matter how long it takes.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;are those words empty????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;up to you to decide.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;im posting somthing after this.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;read it and understand it peeps..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and tomorrow is my Final Test Quiz for work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;because... im competing in CBTL Barista Olympic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;awkward?? hahaha... just trying my luck....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but let me just say this, i cant concentrate in upcoming competitions without you around BB....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;orite......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Au Revoir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-7514000621535980806?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/7514000621535980806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=7514000621535980806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7514000621535980806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7514000621535980806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/05/looks-like-you-just-dont-care.html' title='looks like you just dont care.....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-4532953340970421315</id><published>2009-05-26T14:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:00:03.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i don&apos;t know.......'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it maybe a yes or a no'/><title type='text'>miss you......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;night after night.... the same dream came to haunt.... its all about the same thing and the same person.... why is this happening?? what is the meaning to all this?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i 've not sleep well or easy say, have not sleep for 2 days just thinking bout all this... and when i sleep... it came again and again.... i thought.. it would give me a much comfortable night of sleep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but no.... if you were to ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;,"why didn't you sleep for the 2 days?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my answer would be i got lots of things think... when i say lots, it means alot.... for example, how to be mature....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah i admit.. i'm not mature.... im still in-mature like how some people think of me.... so yeah... i sat back with a friend on either night talking and changing my thoughts to a mature person....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;no one is the judge.. not even myself but only this single particular person...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mature is a heavy word... it is all up to the person's perspective of thinking.... if they are matured, their way of thinking or actions must always be thought before they do anything or said&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anything...... if you were to ask me, do i meant what i said by saying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; my answer is yes.... a thick yes.... whenever i said that word, i always think to myself whether or not i mean it, and yes.. i do mean it..... if i wont, i wouldn't have said it at all..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i was given time to changed.... a promise was even made with the night being the witness....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"i will wait for you no matter how long it takes until you really change.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;.... as for my thought that night... do you meant what you said or just saying it to get away for sometime?? ok.. i don't wanna assume...... yeah.. only time will tell when you meet me to judge, have i changed well enough..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i think this should be enough... i've kept lots of things in heart, and finally the time will come for me to say it all out....... &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;take care&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you loads&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss you too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s: feel free to blog here to tell me whatever.....&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/6422464640579351689-4532953340970421315?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/4532953340970421315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=4532953340970421315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/4532953340970421315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/4532953340970421315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/05/miss-you.html' title='miss you......'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-7679356703745741514</id><published>2009-05-25T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T11:05:59.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expect the unexpected....'/><title type='text'>hmph.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;heyho....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;just came back this mornin at 9....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lets start from the beginning where ive been...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;in the afternoon, just cant stay home cos deres just too much things going on in my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;headed out to workplace to chill, check schedule....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;tot of blogging dere cos brought lappy along but batt died..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so just walk around and meet my colleague..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;imran called me asking to me lepak at the usual with usual mates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so went dere bout 9pm??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;once reached dere, just dont have that sort of mood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;just sit back, and chill.... laugh when the start to go crazy.. as usual....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;still, those things in my mind is still dere....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;until its like 12, everybody start to go except fer me, ann, im, mizan, alwee, my colleague..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;when theres little people, all this shits on my mind start to take controll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;out of a sudden, i brokedown.... i dont know y, tears start to roll.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;took my ciggies n my phone, went to sit alone somewhere....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bfore that.. my phone was first playing "shes gone".. then its changes to "mungkiri janji"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;that song have lots of meaning bhind it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;will put it on me blog soon ok....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ok.... i continously played that song and sat alone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;when im and ann came... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ann didnt know anythin.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the only people i trust on telling is Revolt*....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*(coming soon to know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;im told me to tell ann wat happen.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so i told im to walk away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;now i dare to admit that im weak when it comes to love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i told ann everythin... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;from what i see, what i heard, what i said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A-Z....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;for ur info... ann is my closest to the closest bro....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we undrstan each other wen we're in pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so yea... he was shocked and share the same feel of wat i felt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANGER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;until one part.... he cried telling me somthing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;which made me really shocked and really brokedown...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;not to be mentioned to anyone out of us....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;to summerise it all... yeah im mad....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so aft that.. its bout 2.30, we proceed to macd at tamp int since i wanna use my lappy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;theres just no power point... such a fuck up macd....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so... we proceed to a prata shop to have our feast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;our budget is on such a thin string.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;we walk here and dere....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so we took off frm macd bout 3 and reach the prata shop bout 3.30 or 3.45...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;had our meal and slack dere.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;wenever i walk, i totally ferget bout everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;wen i sit dwn n kept quite, thts wen all probs start to come....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;took off frm the place bout 5.15am and walk to ann's place to slack...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;reach dere bout 6.15am....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;slack at hes place till 9 and went home....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;problems after problem starts to come....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;1.bout the major prob....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2. barista olympic is coming n lack or practice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;3. rock competition coming 2 weeks aft my olympic n nt tht prepared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;4. family.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;bath aft i reach hm wen mama call me to sit dwn and talk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;fine... i sat down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;all i could say, we really had a heart to heart talk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;we cried talking to each other bout the issues....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i told her everythin tht i had kept in my heart fer so long....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;we took turn to talk... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i talk first n she listen while crying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;than... vice-versa......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and finally.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;mama admit that since i dare to talk to her in that manner, she said im mature enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;mature enough to look aft myself, and start to realise, now im much more maturer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ok... flashback to the time im telling ann the story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;he told me... fuck everythin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ur such a damn mature guy that can still handle this thing eventhough its hard on u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i wont wanna admit anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;thats wat i was told by the 2 person i really cared n realise me for who i am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;now... theres only a third person to realise.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hmmph.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;trust me, im gonna make u really shock when the time comes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;idk.... mayb 280509 aft 6.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;the place is yet to decide......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;just wait cos i gt a huge surprise coming up specially for u....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think till here is enough....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;its been a long post n im getting ready to go ann's place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my colleague is dere....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so yea..... working later....... got to rest cos need to train alot later.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;au revoir.......&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/6422464640579351689-7679356703745741514?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/7679356703745741514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=7679356703745741514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7679356703745741514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7679356703745741514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmph.html' title='hmph.........'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-7632541868259238541</id><published>2009-04-29T12:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:26:57.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>280409</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello potatoes. :D&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was, 3rd Monthsary with BBY[♥]&lt;br /&gt;I know it's nothing uh,only 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;Nyeh Nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I had fun meeting hunnybunch after school.&lt;br /&gt;Lepak-ed and had like a super-retarded-tak-perlu webcam session.&lt;br /&gt;PICZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sffg_LpghzI/AAAAAAAAALs/YTuq3__Y8Z8/s1600-h/syg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sffg_LpghzI/AAAAAAAAALs/YTuq3__Y8Z8/s200/syg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329976060079540018" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SffpemonNdI/AAAAAAAAAME/8f6XeXreKpA/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090428_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SffigxmaN2I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Kp0MAqfhdZ4/s200/Snapshot_20090428_81.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329977736714401634" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SffezMiWPfI/AAAAAAAAALk/BoZ1d60tKQI/s1600-h/bby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SffezMiWPfI/AAAAAAAAALk/BoZ1d60tKQI/s200/bby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329973655136255474" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dah that's all.&lt;br /&gt;Raju is like sooo lazy wanna update.&lt;br /&gt;Fine. Fine.&lt;br /&gt;We know we look high on dope or sth right.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,compliments are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;Simply tag at this half-dead blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: For those who are like,idk,smirking(?),making faces, reading this post,well i can just say roll my eyes back at ya.&lt;br /&gt;Cos you know what?,If you have ANY negative comments or violent protests against this r/ship and both our personal lives, since saying'GET A LIFE' is so cliche and continueing your cyberwar is waste of energy,i shall just say,GO CRY TO YOUR MOMMA EY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-7632541868259238541?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/7632541868259238541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=7632541868259238541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7632541868259238541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7632541868259238541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/04/280409.html' title='280409'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sffg_LpghzI/AAAAAAAAALs/YTuq3__Y8Z8/s72-c/syg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-3785280191355652379</id><published>2009-04-22T14:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:01:08.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when ann meet kas meet fi....'/><title type='text'>the day when they attack my house...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Se69lEmJ6DI/AAAAAAAAALE/ExySTP7Q2gI/s1600-h/ann,fi,kas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327403853812459570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Se69lEmJ6DI/AAAAAAAAALE/ExySTP7Q2gI/s320/ann,fi,kas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;booohooohoooo!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;back to blogging...&lt;br /&gt;lazy to blog actually but was pestered by the guy in red on the pic above!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;the big guy ANWAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;he n fifa came to my place aft *ehem* SCHOOL *ehem*!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;hahahaha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;skola kepa boy n grl??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;okko... aft this, planned to meet mizan to settle some things out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hes been avoiding us the past few days, weeks, or maybe, month...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;being a good friend, me n ann wanna talk thing out with him....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;orite... without further a do.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;its time to get ready.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;blogg nxt times..!! see ya......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Se6_CW_txtI/AAAAAAAAALM/ce6fNQms6qI/s1600-h/DSC01223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327405456479340242" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327406504436330066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Se6__W8IblI/AAAAAAAAALc/kiBTPC9Bdvo/s200/DSC01228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;feeling sorang... hahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-3785280191355652379?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/3785280191355652379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=3785280191355652379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3785280191355652379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3785280191355652379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-when-they-attack-my-house.html' title='the day when they attack my house...!!!'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Se69lEmJ6DI/AAAAAAAAALE/ExySTP7Q2gI/s72-c/ann,fi,kas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-3995201595313205948</id><published>2009-04-10T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:34:44.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fi syg Kas'/><title type='text'>just for baby....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sd8QZnueSoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uT1E7--2S24/s1600-h/DSC00016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322991316921895554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sd8QZnueSoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uT1E7--2S24/s400/DSC00016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;dont say that i forget bout you ok.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;here i am blogging bout you baby!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i'm back to blogging!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;since like everybody ask me to update...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;so yeah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;okok.... its been a secret for me on this blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BUT, I AM A-T-T-A-C-H!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yeah..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;baby is upset towards me bout certain things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;haiz.... makeup??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;nvm... baby.. i am so sorry ok....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;da la... dont sad sad... tk hansem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i miss u so much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sorry to leave you today... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i got to work to get u them shoes that you wanted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;whats the brand again?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ouh yah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;VANS!! hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hope u hape a WIDE smile after reading this post ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;text me once you've finish reading it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and do tag baby pls.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i really hope to see you at my work place tonight.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;want you to accompany me... hmph....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love you baby!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;miss you loads!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mwahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;signing offf..................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sd8R8obcVcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/i0U4S2S_S-g/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322993017917560258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sd8R8obcVcI/AAAAAAAAAK0/i0U4S2S_S-g/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-3995201595313205948?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/3995201595313205948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=3995201595313205948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3995201595313205948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3995201595313205948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-for-baby.html' title='just for baby....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sd8QZnueSoI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uT1E7--2S24/s72-c/DSC00016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-5086101363794035265</id><published>2009-02-27T02:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T02:53:29.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss makenzie.....'/><title type='text'>boredom.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sabi6E1YNdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/v21Ep-KVu6U/s1600-h/DSC00968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307178698260624850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sabi6E1YNdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/v21Ep-KVu6U/s320/DSC00968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sunset view of marina barrage....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;boohooohooo~!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;im bored....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;really really really bored....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;just finish reading past post of my blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;like ALL of it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;some part, i laugh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;some part, im just lost at words..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hahahahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;cant sleep.. although im feeling tired partly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i dont know whats up for tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but im working that for sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;had to cover for people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nvm.. im ok with it.. because, its not my lost..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;its thiers cos i get to take their money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;had a long chat with some people just now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i barely know them but they wish to talk it all out.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so y not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;im ok with it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so motivate them and such...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;now i hope they're ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;yeay yeay!!! my birthday is coming...!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;but i guess its not going to be a mesmorizing one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;but nvm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;im just excited cos im like finally 18!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;hahaha.... being legal and legalize!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;legal to buy ciggs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;legal to buy drinks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;legal to go somewhere... ehem ehem~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;hahahahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okok... wanna watch &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ighty Morphine Power Rangers The Movie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and doze off at the same time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahaha.... im sure its goin to be great... yeay yeay!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bye bye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-5086101363794035265?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/5086101363794035265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=5086101363794035265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/5086101363794035265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/5086101363794035265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/02/boredom.html' title='boredom.....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Sabi6E1YNdI/AAAAAAAAAKk/v21Ep-KVu6U/s72-c/DSC00968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-849211726851588457</id><published>2009-02-26T16:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:14:26.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flying solo this birthday... i guess???'/><title type='text'>its a wet day.... ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its raining, its pouring..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and siraj is snoring...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jump on hes bed and bump his head..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;couldn't get up in the morning....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahahahaha!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if pouring heavily man....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and there is just nothing to do....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;booohooohooooo......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im so B to the O to the R to the E to the D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what's that spell? BORED!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not working.. not going out...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wat a sickening day.... -.-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tonight suppose to be goin to cerosel(is tht hw its spelled??)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for dinner with family... and dad will be coming home late...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reservation was not made...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wahhhlaoooo!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im so looking forward to the food there man!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haiyoooo!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got to build up body and add on weight!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that my birthday resolution...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ouh!! i forget to tell... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY BIRTHDAY IS COMING!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAY YEAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but too bad... no celebration nor surprise party...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sadening!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orite.. i wanna hop onto my sofa and watch tv till i doze!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im hungry!! have to wait for mum to bring home food!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;till then!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chaloz beties!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-849211726851588457?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/849211726851588457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=849211726851588457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/849211726851588457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/849211726851588457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-wet-day.html' title='its a wet day.... ):'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-7751915065628251291</id><published>2009-02-24T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:40:21.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flying solo again........'/><title type='text'>when boredom strikes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;boohooohoooo.......&lt;br /&gt;im bored doing nothing at home right now...&lt;br /&gt;just finish spending some quality time with family and now, here i am in front of comp..&lt;br /&gt;today is like the most boring-ness day man...&lt;br /&gt;work was damn mendakk-ness.. waited for customer but not much came...&lt;br /&gt;after work no plans at all so have to turn home n spend time with my bed.. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my body is like fucking.. i dont know.. cramp? muscle pull? its like damn pain!!!!&lt;br /&gt;like as if someone is grabbing on to it....&lt;br /&gt;luckily i have them saloman patches (koyok!! hahaha!!) and paste it on them pain..&lt;br /&gt;now it feels ok.. quite soothing... hahahaaa&lt;br /&gt;okok.. thts all for now... wanna smoke then off to bed i think...&lt;br /&gt;gotta work tomorrow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s:pls try and get a phone a.s.a.p......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-7751915065628251291?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/7751915065628251291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=7751915065628251291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7751915065628251291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7751915065628251291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-boredom-strikes.html' title='when boredom strikes....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-5224737712542057847</id><published>2009-02-23T17:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:57:46.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babygirl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='please turn back to daddy..... i wishing you back.....'/><title type='text'>maybe... just maybe......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SaJupfamK2I/AAAAAAAAAKc/WYjOIYEt6SI/s1600-h/IMG_4714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305924970082610018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SaJupfamK2I/AAAAAAAAAKc/WYjOIYEt6SI/s320/IMG_4714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;up to blog since nothing to do....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;just came back from meeting somebody....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yeah.. still the same old her... no change... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hahaha... but bottom line, i miss her dang lots!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;although it never go as plan for today, as long as get to meet fer awhile is enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my neck is fucking stiff thanks to yesterday's gig...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;met lots of long lost bros....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;the gig was quite ok for me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;certain songs turn me on and certain dont...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;went there just to support imran's band, Vandetta.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;yeah.. cock ups do occur on performances, u cant deny that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;but is a good first time performance for them i can say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;job well done bros!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my band second original tittled, Sins, is out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;its publish on our myspace and even, HERE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;do check it out.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;url: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ignifiedsins"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/ignifiedsins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;life has been going on ok i guess....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;been busy working cause theres just nothing for me to do at home or out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;everybody seems busy with their own life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;schools... work....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;so yeah... work is all that i turn to now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dang!! i miss that someone alot....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i MEAN it ok....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shes my babygirl.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im a father now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahahahah!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she who reads this should know who she is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;booohooohooooo!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wishing and kept wishing that day will come when she were to turn back... ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok... its a wrap people!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe.... will be blogging back later.... just MAYBE ok!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chalo beties!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-5224737712542057847?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/5224737712542057847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=5224737712542057847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/5224737712542057847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/5224737712542057847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2009/02/maybe-just-maybe.html' title='maybe... just 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changed!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;changed blog skin and updated!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okok.. i shall promise that i will keep updating ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from bad to worst....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything will be out here again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okok... wanna enjoy smoking and take a rest...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeay again!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woooohooooooooooo!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-4370858773945268044?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/4370858773945268044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-90659647783629353</id><published>2008-04-13T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:17:48.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck fuck fuck!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/SAInhnVGbQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/cDYcjeu_CxI/s1600-h/DSC08843.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i dont know why but im like fucking jealous...&lt;br /&gt;im like fucking confuse and all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;went jamming with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;W.A.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; yesterday and im officially in their band&lt;br /&gt;as a permanent drummer...&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i told them that i prioritise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ignified Sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; and make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;W.A.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; as a side band&lt;br /&gt;and they agreed....&lt;br /&gt;so yeah....&lt;br /&gt;hope to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;W.A.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; as an improvement to my drumming skills and a band thats going&lt;br /&gt;to cheer me up just like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ignified Sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; do....&lt;br /&gt;i just so fucking miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ignified Sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.. jamming with them is postponed to another week and&lt;br /&gt;that is going to be the last again as we going to continue as our mid-year.....&lt;br /&gt;so im just looking forward to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;W.A.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; for jamming which is ones a week.... got to bear with that...&lt;br /&gt;after jamming, proceed fort canning....&lt;br /&gt;hendra, my rhythmist is like starting to be unwell....&lt;br /&gt;hug him all the way there as he is like having a hang over....&lt;br /&gt;half way, switched with arep my vox...&lt;br /&gt;he drag hendra all the way to our destination with ika, arifin, my bassist, girl....&lt;br /&gt;along the way, lemon was walking alone....&lt;br /&gt;supposedly, i have no mood to talk to her at all....&lt;br /&gt;but then, i encouraged myself to approach her...&lt;br /&gt;walked with her all the way to fort canning as she too is feeling unwell....&lt;br /&gt;i feel like holding her hand or even hugging her cause i kept on recalling about the past...&lt;br /&gt;but then, i just controlled myself....&lt;br /&gt;reached fort canning and just slack....&lt;br /&gt;people are attending to hendra who is sick....&lt;br /&gt;imran and acap disturb wan bogeh and lemon just sat down beside wan...&lt;br /&gt;accompanied her to mac and then back to fort canning...&lt;br /&gt;anwar kept on calling me so decide to make my way to meet the hellions battalion..&lt;br /&gt;left my stuff all at fort canning.. sooner or later, all the rockers came to funan where im at&lt;br /&gt;with my stuff along.....&lt;br /&gt;after awhile, split with HB and went along with rockers to esplaned..&lt;br /&gt;im all fucking jealous towards lemon....&lt;br /&gt;she have been with wan bogeh all the way.... while hangging out, plus while walking to&lt;br /&gt;the mrt...&lt;br /&gt;im, as usual, left alone...&lt;br /&gt;punching metal boards here and there....&lt;br /&gt;until when they went guardian, im left alone outside, she came to me only for a short while..&lt;br /&gt;she asked whats wrong with me and all.. why i kept on punching the boards...&lt;br /&gt;nothing is what i said.....&lt;br /&gt;in the train, just sat on the floor, played my psp and mind my own business....&lt;br /&gt;i text her in the train saying,"dont mind me asking but why you tak layan i sangat? as in besides just noe.. asyik bogeh jek.. thats what actually made me mad.."&lt;br /&gt;whatever she replied, i just cant recalled and dont want to recall....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;today...&lt;br /&gt;never do anything....&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 3 plus, ate chicken rice which parents bought, slept again till 8...&lt;br /&gt;watched tv all the way till now im in front of the comp....&lt;br /&gt;i put my personal message at msn as 'im confused'..&lt;br /&gt;she pm me asking why....&lt;br /&gt;this is what i replied,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"~=Siraj Kasturi®=~ prioritise to ~ıgиıfıeđ šıиš~ sides to ~=W.A.R=~ says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be back with ya.. but you dont want.... im confused because i dont know what to do.. you have been treating wan bogeh so like specially which makes me jealous and too make me confused... i know if i were to tell you.. all you got to say is move on... people too have been telling me to move on.. but im still in for you... how am i to move on... i still love you b...&lt;br /&gt;i want us back but i know its impossible cause you dont... i dont know but i had that eeling that you going to accept wan bogeh if he were to sound you cause you both are like so close.... people have been asking me what about you and him and all i can say is i dont know.... im like embarassed when people asked me that cause they know that im close to you some how..  but come to the real story... im hurt... i know you dont even care cause you got nothing got to do with me anymore and just want to be my friend.... haiz.... i dont know la b.... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;this is what she replied,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;"aticcalemon♥ malam ini ku takkan pulang. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u tak faham ke u ?&lt;br /&gt;i've asked you to move on.&lt;br /&gt;just move on.&lt;br /&gt; be strong.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;you have alot of other girls in your contact perr.&lt;br /&gt;your ex pon ader.&lt;br /&gt;dayah ader .&lt;br /&gt;u nak aper lagi ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i dont know la....&lt;br /&gt;i guess she and wan bogeh start to develop feelings for each other..&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me, yeah im fucking jealous....&lt;br /&gt;but............................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;~=Siraj=~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-90659647783629353?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/90659647783629353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=90659647783629353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/90659647783629353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/90659647783629353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2008/04/fuck-fuck-fuck.html' title='fuck fuck fuck!!'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-2169057314143353491</id><published>2008-04-10T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:17:49.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_zoY3yznjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ejlIgYSv05Q/s1600-h/DSC07977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187276384815521330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_zoY3yznjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ejlIgYSv05Q/s320/DSC07977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lets start with yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;which is on a tuesday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after school, head back home to change and drop by chai chee to meet n lepak with mates..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;soon after, headed to bedok control station to meet acap, maan, kasman, anwar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;without knowing atika was there....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i saw her, i feel down... as in really down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;proceed to simei to lepak at our usual place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;from there, i broke down....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;didn't talk much..... when maan and her went to buy food, thats when i start talking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wanted to return her back her zippo that she bought for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so i slip it into her bag and hope she didn't realise it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;out of a sudden when i spend time alone and decide to smoke, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i found it back in my pouch.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i talk to kasman at the corner of the blk, she came to salam us cause she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wanna go.... i pulled her aside and gave her the zippo back....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she have been declining it and left me no choice but to slip it into her top pocket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and walked away...... from there, i took my stuff, and go....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;punched a letter box plate till its dented to let out anger.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;soon after, sat down under a block and cried......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;came kasman, maan and her.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kasman console me about things.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and then, the truth is out.... kasman ask her does she like me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;her answer is,"NO!"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just controlled my emotion.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then from there, we split... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me walking with kasman, anwar and acap to tampines busstop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;while maan took the train and atika, the bus.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the reason for returning her back is because it just brings lots of sweet memories of us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she gave me the zippo aas a birthday preasent the night before my birthday when we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;celebrate it at seoul garden at ngee ann city..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how can i not forget about things that happened during my birthday night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im sure people too cant forget right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thats when we had our not so formal dinner in a formal dressing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thats the time when we kissed in front of the camera.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just how can i not forget bout it fuck?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;today.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;being down in school.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;had gastric pain the whole day......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;kept on thinking of her.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;a friend of mine brought this,"no. 8 magic ball" where you ask questions in you heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;shake the ball, and an answer will appear....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;so i decide to ask somthin.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;the answer was,"not the right time to ask.." second time,"try again..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;third,"YES"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i tried it twice and had the same answer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i didn't say i trust this things but its fate if its going to happen.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;after school, headed to aunts place to meet mum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;eat, eat, eat... went home and sleep......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;dreamt of somthing really shocking........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;people say that if you dreamt somthing, its going to be the opposite way in reality..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;is it true??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i dreamt...... her....... then........... break............ then.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;figure out whats my dream........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"come on siraj.. she hates you now... she did not care for you anymore.... why bother thinking of her when she didn't even have the heart to think about you.... as a friend? yeah right.... reality check, she have someone else dude.... its no longer you... its someone new.... for example, she talked to someone on the phone yesterday happily in front of you... what do you think? so snap out of it.... i know you love her so do i... but does she still love us?? thats the question that you gave her which she had not answer till this very day....... lets just give her another week to think.... if she still love us, she tell us... if she don't, she wont answer us within the week..... the reason why you're typing it here is to let her know what im thinking because she have been reading bout us here... people may think you're crazy to type this, its up to them because it your life! now lets take a break and just wait till shes ready to answer us......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;~Siraj's &lt;strong&gt;heart&lt;/strong&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;~=Siraj=~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-2169057314143353491?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/2169057314143353491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=2169057314143353491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/2169057314143353491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/2169057314143353491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2008/04/note-to-self.html' title='note to self....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_zoY3yznjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ejlIgYSv05Q/s72-c/DSC07977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-6785739286670887042</id><published>2008-04-07T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:17:49.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feelings of a broken heart....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_o5g3yzniI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_MUOjcin61g/s1600-h/My+hotstuffs(;.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186521157766192674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_o5g3yzniI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_MUOjcin61g/s320/My+hotstuffs(%3B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;broke down the whole of today.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nobody really cares...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;she text me this morning asking whether or not im ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;yeah i replied a no....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i can't take the fact that we're over.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;people kept on telling me to move on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;hey bebs, if you were to be in my shoe, im sure its hard for you too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i asked her whether or not she still love me.. she replied with a don't know as usual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;to be honest... i cried in class quite a number of times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;in the bus on the way home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i know im being too emotional....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;like what anwar says,"no matter how tough a guy is.. about love can make them cry.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i respect when he said that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i wrote on my msn nick,"im breaking down.. i want you back b..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;to my shocked, she put,"i don't want you back"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;fucking sad after seeing that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;three guys are aftering her right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i'm sure i know two of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but the third, im not sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;isit me, or someone else??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;nah... im not sure... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;im not putting high hopes... but.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;like what people say,"let the best man win.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i just need another chance to prove myself worthy towards her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;but im not sure shes willing to accept it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well baby.... its up to you to choose....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i really hope you choose me cause im goin to promise you that im going to change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im going to prove myself to you that im worthy of the last chance that you're going to give me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if you decide to choose either one from the two or three of them, i bid you all the best...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yeah, im going to be there as a friend if you willing to accept me as one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you've seen me cried in the bus beside you the other night... im sure you realise how serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i am that i don't want to lose you and going to worth another chance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but i guess you're going to stick to your decision of being friends like how you said to me just now in the morning.... well b, by then im sure things are going to be different for the both of us... you go on your way with the rockers, im going on my own way with the metals... i want you to take your own time on thinking which one you're going to choose and which you're going to be much happier with.... i don't want you to regret after making your decision.... take care b.. take care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;whenever you need me, im just a text or a call away for you to reach....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i maybe returning back you zippo lighter back cause it just brings lots of memories during the night your gave me that lighter.... and i can't bear bringing the memories along without you by my side.... just make your decision wisely................ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lots of love, SirajSalim......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&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/6422464640579351689-6785739286670887042?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/6785739286670887042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=6785739286670887042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/6785739286670887042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/6785739286670887042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2008/04/feelings-of-broken-heart.html' title='feelings of a broken heart....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_o5g3yzniI/AAAAAAAAAF0/_MUOjcin61g/s72-c/My+hotstuffs(%3B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-7881896876440011750</id><published>2008-04-06T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:17:50.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last message to her....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE LAST MESSAGE TO HER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"is this the way for HIM to proof to me that he still loves me ? Or really really love me and can't afford to lose me ? Flirting with other girls, in friendster, msn or maybe handphone. Like i said, i won't care bout him contacting other girls anymore. I shall give his freedom and i want my freedom. Maybe, he contact other girls too. Well, i remembered clearly what i once asked him; "U ader contact ppn laen?" He changed topic and i asked again. He replied; "Guys would always be guys." So maybe, just maybe, he did now. I just can't accuse him anything without proof. But he have been accusing things without having any proof."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~AticcaLemon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well baby..... looks like you have been highlighting all this.... so ur saying that im flirting with other girls in friendster, msn or even handphone.. and even said you dont care i'm contacting other girls... well baby.. let me be straight forward with ya, people have kept on asking me about us here and there.. that's when i start adding them at msn... no flirting was going on b... i too am giving you your freedom.. u want to contact other guys or whatsoever regardless thru friendster, msn or phone... furthermore, im not even making a big fuss out of it... its like, u share ur probs with arep... i too share my probs with a FRIEND of mine who is a girl... and yea i said to you that guys will be guys.. but im not adapting to what im saying.... yea i do love you b.. i love you very much and don't wish to lose you n i can assure you that im not FLIRTING with anyone of my contacts.... i know i have been accusing you without proof.. but yet, i still kept my silence bout it... i know our relationship is ending soon due to the day and date you have choose upon... i just cant believe that its ending.... you choose to hate me, you choose to despise me over reasons that you think is true... you think that i have not change.. im still the same me... well b, i guess you have not pay attention to me enough.. if you realise, i did not stop you from doing anything you want... i did not even stop you from contacting anyone.. although i said i give you a time off and im being moody and all, i still did not let it out on you because i know your hurt at that point of time... yet this is the thanks that i get? u hate me? how great is that... although you avoid me and all, although im mad at you, i still control anger towards you b... i scold you in a good manner, yet you use vulgarities on me... i fought with you the other day thru sms, instead of using i and you, you choose to use "aku kau" plus vulgarities.... yet i control my language b.... the reason being is i respect you... but do i received the same respect i gave you? instead, hatred is what i received...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well.... we just settle our depts just now... what i meant is that, we broke up... what i said to you is that i want you to realise that you have change big time and i dont want you to forget bout your old mates who have been standing up for you rain or shine although you have found new friends who is much more fun to be with... b, i was thinking eversince just now, you said you hate me and dont love me anymore.. but why must you cry while sitting beside me in the bus just now.. when i asked, you said that you dont know and confuse whether or not you still love me... b, im giving you time to think back your decision whether or not you still love me... you can come up to me whenever your ready to tell me whether or not you still love me... if you still sticking to your decison that your not, im going to respect that and still treat you as a friend of mine... but if your answer is going to be the opposite, i wish to have you back.... as mine although you need time to think bout it... and no worries b.. by then, im sure i will be a change guy for you... well... i guess till here is enough... i wanna thank you for being my girl, being there for me whenever i need you... although we had our ups and downs, i just enjoy being with you.... just thanks... and you are sure going to be missed by me very much... with all the love i could possesed towards you, i will remain as your one knight shining armour...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~SirajKasturi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185840688917618194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_fOoXyznhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mP6LLadf3rM/s400/DSC00180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the first ever photo during our first ever date together in our relationship.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-7881896876440011750?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/7881896876440011750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=7881896876440011750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7881896876440011750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7881896876440011750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-message-to-her.html' title='last message to her....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_fOoXyznhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/mP6LLadf3rM/s72-c/DSC00180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-5572990850733773644</id><published>2008-04-06T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T23:46:24.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ff99;"&gt;was fucking tired.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ff99;"&gt;just came back from anuregah to support mercenarian...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ff99;"&gt;and congrats to them that they qualify for the next round....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ff99;"&gt;although had some major breadown just now... i still try to control my emotional...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ff99;"&gt;posting up a tribute message to her after this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ff99;"&gt;somthing that i had type out eversince last night....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ff99;"&gt;till here is enough.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ff99;"&gt;nitey nite....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;p/s: i still love you &lt;strong&gt;AticcaLemon&lt;/strong&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-5572990850733773644?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-8859097582308846445</id><published>2008-04-05T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:17:53.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_eTHnyzncI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NBfpZ9CBmBQ/s1600-h/SP_A0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185775255090863554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_eTHnyzncI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NBfpZ9CBmBQ/s200/SP_A0232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_eTH3yzndI/AAAAAAAAAFM/og1wo_-EuLg/s1600-h/SP_A0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185775259385830866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_eTH3yzndI/AAAAAAAAAFM/og1wo_-EuLg/s200/SP_A0233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_eTIHyzneI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NY9OYB4wgmU/s1600-h/SP_A0234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185775263680798178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_eTIHyzneI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NY9OYB4wgmU/s200/SP_A0234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_eTIXyznfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/N2m19pdcH4g/s1600-h/SP_A0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185775267975765490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_eTIXyznfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/N2m19pdcH4g/s200/SP_A0236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lets start after a long time of not updating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okok... im being fucking stress....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lots of things happen eversince i did not blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;people have been telling me to update and all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i do want but the thing is, im scared that people would get offended &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and think that im trying to be sacarstic towards them.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;get what i mean? thats why i removed my recent past blog because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it spark an unhappiness.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im like fucking sick right now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;as in really sick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;having high-fever, dry cough and flu.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;damn hate it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yet.. nobody cares that im sick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;there are afew but not one particular important person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;despite being sick, im still goin to support mercenarian tomorrow during anugerah band..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and also, there's going to be something that is going to happen tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its somesort of an occasion too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lots of people have know it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i don't know whether or not it is going to happen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im currently sick and too don't know how to face it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im just so fucking dissapointed.... seriously....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;our second month had already passed....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not even a single wish was received by me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and yet, i got to know the bad news that is going to happen during that day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but it was somesort cancelled....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what makes me really down was that, besides meeting me, going out with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;another person was done.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how great is that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she have been writing,"i hate you!" here and there and "fuck off fucker"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wonder, does writing that makes people happy??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nvm.. its people life... not mine....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; i dont wish to elaborate more....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;because people will think that im being sacarstic im MY BLOG and NOT THEIRS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok drop the topic......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;guess what ya'll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ignified Sins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; new original is OUT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;while you're reading this, the song is playing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ok lame!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;its like fucking obvious sak!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tell me hows the song.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;comments is needed to improve on our band!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all the best to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mercenarian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for tomorrow audition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hope you guys can qualify!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;signing off!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~=SirajKasturi=~&lt;/strong&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/6422464640579351689-8859097582308846445?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/8859097582308846445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=8859097582308846445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8859097582308846445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8859097582308846445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2008/04/end.html' title='the end!'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R_eTHnyzncI/AAAAAAAAAFE/NBfpZ9CBmBQ/s72-c/SP_A0232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-701030103432735728</id><published>2008-03-27T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:17:54.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..,,..,,..,..,,....,,,,....,..,.,.,.,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-u_qnyznaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ecirxUmDyns/s1600-h/loneliness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182446535177379234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-u_qnyznaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ecirxUmDyns/s200/loneliness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lets start the pouring of heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;with the story of a broken heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;how do i keep myself shut...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to prevent from us from breaking apart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i don't know what's going on between us now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;its like as if we are not together......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;she had been avoiding me and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;kept lying to me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;how sad and sorrow i felt, im sure she don't realise it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;she had been busy with "her stuff"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;for example, messaging "god-knows-who", not contacting me, spending time with my mates,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;avoiding me and lots more which only god knows....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i have been encouraging myself to be stong....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;like what Syakirin said to me just now,"&lt;br /&gt;just take care of yourself. tkmao psl ni kao mcm tkde mood ke, studies terjejas all ok? when there's love there's hope. just hope for the best to come ok. tkmo think what's gonna happen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;~thanks for the encouraging words......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i had been thinking and still continue thinking....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;who am i to her? what does she wants from me? does she still love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;this three question had been playing on my mind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;if you ask me, of course i love her although she hurt me ample number of times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;but still, im holding on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;maybe, this is the punishment i get of my past....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;is this karma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i don't know.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;went jamming just now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mercenarian was there to jam too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;how sad and shock i am just now can't be imagine....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i told her to go jamming with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and yea, she lie to me again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she told me she want to buy somthing and will be coming later....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i trust her words....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to my shock, i got to know she's going with maan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and no she didn't go to buy somthing... how sad can that be??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;why must she kept on lying to me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;no words can discribe my feelings right now.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i don't fucking care bout the tears that is rolling down right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it just come to thought, why must she avoid me and still avoiding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was controlling my anger n sadness just now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at the jamming studio, she stay in the room to watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;M&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ercenarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; jam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;when its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ignified Sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; turn to jam, she didn't even enter our jamming room....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;how sad can that be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;there are ques on mind that kept going on....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;why is she jealous and mad when i msg my ex or an old friend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;while shes just enjoy msg her ex, afiq.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i too have feelings.... why is my feelings not being cared for??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nvm..... im just keeping my cool....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she wants me to change.... and yeah i'm going to prove to her that im changing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;seriously... im feeling sad &amp;amp; down... and i really mean it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;talking to her on the phone right now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and how glad i feel that she called me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i really miss talking to her at night....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i really miss her.... haiz......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;open up a new song just now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;an original from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ignifies Sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i fergot the tittle.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hahahahahaha.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;going for rock climbing at ex primary school tomorrow as an instructor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;this is also to cover for my CIP hours....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;feeling so excited!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~=SirajKasturi=~&lt;/strong&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/6422464640579351689-701030103432735728?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/701030103432735728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=701030103432735728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/701030103432735728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-aASXyznUI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WSUUwzRuVGk/s200/lemon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180968920398667042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-Z_yHyznSI/AAAAAAAAAD0/9PEy5VJNE50/s200/kasman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180969070722522418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-Z_63yznTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/F1qCpc1jjFs/s200/im+n+burn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-aA-3yznXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/jR8SW7CYuHs/s1600-h/zul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180970238953626994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-aA-3yznXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/jR8SW7CYuHs/s200/zul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-2064550914174970317</id><published>2008-03-24T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:17:57.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...,,,...,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-aKyHyznZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/83nihRfm5EQ/s1600-h/shes+mine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180981015026572690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-aKyHyznZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/83nihRfm5EQ/s200/shes+mine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;do not have any mood today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;did not leave the house while family enjoy themselves..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i sat at home and kept on thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;why the fuck must i do that in the first place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;supposedly, following mercenarian jam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i thought of spending some quality time with family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;in the end, have no mood at all to enjoy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i've done the most stupidest thing ever and left her being no mood to me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i've msg a long lost friend of mine without telling her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;plus, a few weeks back when we had a major break down, i got no one to talk to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so i contacted dayah to pour feelings out.. yet, i didn't inform her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;why the fuck am i so stupid???!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she sent me 2 msges today... both were about the same.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bt still i control....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;how bout we not talk bout everything shall we....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;im like laughing and smiling my ass off right now because of her.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;how great is that.... me and her are like sending each other emotion on msn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hahahahahahaha...... kekek sak........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okok..... went to a gig yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;was great.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was not in the mood at first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so yeah... i opened up the mosh pit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was fucking great!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;letting my anger off at anyone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anwar was like the cameraman....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahahahaha.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;headbang till my neck is stiff so hav to paste patches....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;went off with b at 7.15....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ltr that night, was shocked to receive a msg frm raden...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he said some metalkid had gt beaten up by a matrep till he was hospitalised....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fuck them matreps man!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shitheads!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;uploading pics here aft this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tag me of hws the editing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;first time editing man....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;hahahahaha.............................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ilovelemonilovelemonilovelemonilovelemonilovelemonilovelemonilovelemonilovelemonilovelemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;~=SirajKasturi=~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-2064550914174970317?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/2064550914174970317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=2064550914174970317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/2064550914174970317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/2064550914174970317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_24.html' title='...,,,...,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-aKyHyznZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/83nihRfm5EQ/s72-c/shes+mine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-2242224999508860744</id><published>2008-03-22T05:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:18:01.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-QiY3yznPI/AAAAAAAAADc/-X8ERWF4QVU/s1600-h/hbvb.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180303282072165618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-QiY3yznPI/AAAAAAAAADc/-X8ERWF4QVU/s200/hbvb.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the time is showing at 5 am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;can't sleep thinking what is goin to happen later.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm confuse... seriously confuse.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my mind starts to be in a mess.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;don't know what to think off......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;people are all speechless of what to say....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;don't know how to help.... don't know what to do....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't really seek help but i seek advices....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how am i going to overcome all this in the end.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't know what is on her mind....&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whether or not she still love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she gave me a comment at friendster saying,"ifdlya."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;when i ask her.. she says she just press and has no meaning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to me.. i came to figure out her message....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it stands for,"I Finally Don't Love You Anymore"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;its up to you guys to decide whether or not i'm right....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;somthing happen just now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't wish to right it up here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't want to cause any un happiness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but.. it just hurt me deeply....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yet, i controlled it all and act as if nothing happen....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it seems like she doesn't care bout me anymore....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she wants me still to change....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yet, nobody realise i've change.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she told me she needs a time off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yea i am giving her without hesitation....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for those of you who know me well, it is hard for me to change in a short bid of time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;its hard for me to give in... its hard for me to change....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but yet, all that happen in just a week....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i've change but no one realise it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how great is that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but nevermind... im still putting in more effort to change for the better.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;going to a gig later....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i got a prob....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my immortal shirt is torn at the back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;how fucking great is that.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm all fuck up don't know what to wear....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but nevermind... there is always a solution in every problem....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;till here is enough.... want to rest.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180307418125671682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-QmJnyznQI/AAAAAAAAADk/wQDuBylqt78/s200/Topshop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~=SirajKasturi=~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-2242224999508860744?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/2242224999508860744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=2242224999508860744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/2242224999508860744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/2242224999508860744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_22.html' title=',.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-QiY3yznPI/AAAAAAAAADc/-X8ERWF4QVU/s72-c/hbvb.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-1682235721312739955</id><published>2008-03-21T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:18:01.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-OpE3yznOI/AAAAAAAAADU/zn9paBLVA6w/s1600-h/My+hotstuffs(;.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180169897567821026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-OpE3yznOI/AAAAAAAAADU/zn9paBLVA6w/s200/My+hotstuffs(%3B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i'm seriously being confuse right now???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;what's happening??am i being prank??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;just what's happening??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;did not receive any text messages or miss call today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she didn't even give me a single text.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i tried messaging her but she did not reply.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thing all happen so fast.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i first time i called her, she was at home... i ask her out to chill but she refuse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the second time i called her, she was out.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she told me she's at the night market near by her house with her "adik".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i just kept my silence and think positively.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;after that i fall asleep....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;when i woke up at 7.15pm or so, there's nothing received.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i text her.. she didn't even reply....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i called her up.... this is  when the whole issue starts.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shes out.... she said she was waiting for her brother to take somthing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at that point of time, there were voices in the background as if she was slacking with someone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;everytime i ask, she said she was alone and was waiting for her brother and start shouting at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i can't take the shit, so i hung up the phone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i text her again, asking where she is seriously, she didn't reply yet again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;when i called her back again, i start giving all that harsh tone.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;she was all attitude up.... asking why am i shouting and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i told her, the first time i called, she was shouting at me and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i ask her things, she replied in a "can't be bothered" tone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;how can i not be mad.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the last thing she said,"da uh! diam uh!!" and she hung up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was so fucking hurt sak!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;its like what the fuck.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;next, i call maan... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this is when i felt like i've been prank or even being hurt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;as we were talking, there were tone of people in the background....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he said that he was slacking with his mates....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ok i did not suspect of anything.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then we just hung of over a thing i just can't recalled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;suddenly.... i received a text from her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"if u not happy, then break uh... whats wrong with u sia.." is what i received....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;call maan back.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;was crying by then......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then, somthing happens till i suspected somthing's fishy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;someone in the background was talking and his voice was like ANWAR'S voice....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i god damn know how was his voice like that why i suspected its him... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;maan told that guy and name him "din"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;maan said.. "diam la din!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the thing he replied which makes me suspect things,"my name is not din.. my name is ANdin.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;get the picture???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;its like fucking obvious that they are slacking with each other....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lemon, maan, anwar and others only god know who...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i don't fucking care if they wanna slack....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all i care is her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how can she not text me or called me eversince yesterday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've been waiting and being hurt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she didn't even care.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've text her, she didn't even replied.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haiz...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;baby... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;its not that i'm not happy with you in any way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i just don't.... but how come you must treat me this way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;what wrong did i do this time......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i didn't control you anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i didn't do anything else....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and yet, this is all i receive??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;is this my punishment????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;b, why must all this happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;do u really mean your words of wanna break up???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;must we end our relationship just because of this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;why cant i get a chance to change???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i wanna change b....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;cant think of anything else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~=SirajKasturi=~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-1682235721312739955?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/1682235721312739955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=1682235721312739955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/1682235721312739955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/1682235721312739955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-seriously-being-confuse-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-OpE3yznOI/AAAAAAAAADU/zn9paBLVA6w/s72-c/My+hotstuffs(%3B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-4729366524189164805</id><published>2008-03-19T02:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:18:01.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry maan.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-AVvSUhA5I/AAAAAAAAADM/5VRdn0kMUzU/s1600-h/i+love+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179163473591993234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R-AVvSUhA5I/AAAAAAAAADM/5VRdn0kMUzU/s200/i+love+you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;as i was sitting at the busstop, i came to think about my mistake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;tears starts rolling down my cheeks of my mistakes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;the reason being is that i think i'm taking things overboard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ignified Sins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were all mad at me about just now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;like how i talk to maan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;like how i shouted at maan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;its not that i'm not happy with him in anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i just don't....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i was feeling down just now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;he doesn't talk to me that much besides talking to mon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;its not that i'm stopping then from whatever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;but.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;b did not talk to me at all just.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;am i a stranger in her view??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;that's why i'm being ignored????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;along the way, she only interact with the rest of the gang and not me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;just why is that so b? just why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;when i asked her why, all she can said is that she don;t know and shrugged her shoulders..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i was all hurt just now and she didn't even care.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;just who the hell am i in her view?? just who???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;its not that i'm being jealous or anythin but.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;maan thought that i think he is going to take b away from me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;sorry bro... you're taking it into the wrong.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i didn't even think of it in that way......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;when i want to talk to him, he don't wanna entertain me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;he just said,"just forget it la ehk!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;as we were walking back, not even a single sentence was brought up to me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;how great is that???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;when i was at the busstop, i took the courage to send him a message....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,"k uh bro.. first things first.. im not thinking like what u think that im thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im not thinking that u going to take her away from me.. i have no intention of thinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that bro.. i apologiseif im being silly in anyway ur thinking.. second thing.. im pissed off at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;u because u told her that im melampau un treating her.. to me, why cant u tell me first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;before telling her so atleast i know.. thats all and nothing else.. im not thinking in anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;of ur thoughts bro.. i respect u as a bro of mine.. how can i think overboard right.. hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;u understand.. aku nak bobal ngan kau depan2, kau tknk.. so there nothing else except&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for this message.. i seriously apologise if i offend u in anyway bro.. ur he only person im left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to talk to n nobody else.. for the last time, im sorry..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;its a long message i know... but this is all i'm left to say to him.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;he replied me saying to read his blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and yeah, i did....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;what was stated at his blog, made me into tears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;he state about all the sacrifice he's made for me and mon......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i really appriciate it...... and yet i treat him like shit??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;what the fuck am i thinking........ fuck..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;but one things for sure......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;my respect for him is going to be there no matter what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;kasman highlighted to me, as i asked him, is he mad at me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;he said yeah of the way i shouted at maan just now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;he told me.. although he's been rude to him, but respect must be present...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;he also told me that i control mon too much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;he gave me advices and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hell yeah i took his advice....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thanks alot bro for the advices......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;next up... burnt.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;he also said to me just like how kasman said to me..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and yeah... i too took his advices.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thanks alot to you too bro for being there for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;for pampering me on the phone not to cry and all.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i have thought of calling yana to settle of what she hate of me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but that thought fade a way......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;soon as that happens, she called me up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;she said that she read my blog and she does not hate me in anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;its just that the way i treat b....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thanks for the advices from you too beb.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i don't know whether or not you heard me in tears....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;shall stop being emo for awhile and talk about serious shits....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ignified Sins WILL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be taking the stage at Mahligai Manis on 6 april....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;can't reveal the songs here as you guys will get to know only during the gig....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the rest of the information will be informed tomorrow by Mr. Black....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;shall stop blogging here for now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;damn exhausted by jamming session just now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;heading for the bed soon.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i guess till here.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;once again, thanks to those people who gave me support and all.... just thanks.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;only god can repay you 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-9203409076317870231</id><published>2008-03-16T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:18:01.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love lemon!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R91H4SUhA4I/AAAAAAAAADE/TM8AoHMnvyM/s1600-h/DSC08735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178374178862072706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R91H4SUhA4I/AAAAAAAAADE/TM8AoHMnvyM/s200/DSC08735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;twingkle-twingkle little star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;how i wonder what you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;up above the world so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;like a diamond in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;twingkle-twingkle little star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;how i wonder what you are....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;as i smoke at night by the window...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;somthing took my to look at the sky... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;there were so many stars up in the sky....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;each of them are so bright....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;as i looked, i came to think about what's going on in life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i came to think about baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i came to think about maan rosewood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i came to think about my relationship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i came to think about my mates....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i came to think about myself.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;theres just so much thing to think of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i love baby very much.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;tonight, i want to pour everything out....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;what people said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;what i said to her till i cried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;what people wants from her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;what people wants from me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and i mean everything.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;its going to be one hell of a long post so be prepared...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok lets start.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;as i were at fullerton one yesterday with family, i sat back, enjoyed the view and think..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;why must all this things happen in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;why is must heart stoned cold that i treat her this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;whats the final prediction going to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i've been thinking about this 3 questions all the way ignoring my families conversation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;when i got back home, chatted with baby....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;baby told me everything that people talked to her about....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;the advices... the support... everything....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i came to highlight this point in a conversation of her with someone's best friend, Erlina...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i don't even know her BUT i respect the way she gave baby advice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;here's how the conversation goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love yoy! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey i read ur blog n uu r not over afiq i see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aticcalemon♥ what i gotta say; istillloveyoubabyboy. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeayeayea.haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you boy! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well i say u move on n dun turn backi've been in ur shoes just recently a month agou know me a awel are no longer together rite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aticcalemon♥ i'm stuck. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yea i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you boy! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i found someone new...as for that awel is my 1st longest r/s and it's hard to forgetlike in ur situation i was confuse and keep on crying knowing which is the best way to deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you boy! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and in the end i asked my mum for help and she say this ''move on..why go back to the past when it's over?eventhough u regret of ur doings u still HAVE to move on''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you boy! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and it really workit might take days to deal with the confusionbut just go on loving siraj and u can forget afiqdon't hurt the one you love like how u hurt ur past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aticcalemon♥ i'm stuck. says:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thaanks for your advise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you boy! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeaa i know siraj might be wondering who u will chose if u take my advise tts good and go msg him u've made up ur mind to go on with ur r/s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aticcalemon♥ i'm stuck. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bt what about afiq ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you boy! says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;he might be hurtbut it's ur lifeyou dun wan to hurt siraj will you?i may be a best friend to afiqbut i've been thru what u are now n im helping u to wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aticcalemon♥ i'm stuck. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but the thing is, i don't know who i love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you boy! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if afiq didn't come to the picture obviously u r happy with siraj kan?tol tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aticcalemon♥ i'm stuck. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i dont know, i'm not sure.Just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you boy! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;u mean u n siraj fite alot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aticcalemon♥ i'm stuck. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;no uh.before that, we okei ah.Only that i've been keeping things away from him.like ..i keep it inside me what i dont like about what he did.and it bothers me alot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you boy! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ouh i guess u have to kick tt habit of keeping it to urselfit might worry him and making him thinking differentlytell u wadHeed my advice and change urself so ur r/s will be betteryou seeall this happen is because it's a test to see how strong u two are able to fight it through together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aticcalemon♥ i'm sorry, i love you. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeayea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aticcalemon♥ i'm sorry, i love you. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i dont want afiq to be hurt you see.i've promised him, i'll change for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you boy! says:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but does it mean change for him when u two are in love once more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aticcalemon♥ i'm sorry, i love you. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;huh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you boy! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;nvmwad do he mean 'change for him'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aticcalemon♥ i'm sorry, i love you. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i mean.he said if i still love him, prove to him la.by changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you boy! says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh so because of that u are confuse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aticcalemon♥ i'm sorry, i love you. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeayea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love you boy! says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha u take it wronglyokae okaeit's ur choiceafiq says that because he doesn't like ur new youi mean the piercing and stuff like thatall i know is he dun like ur piercing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hope you guys get the picture......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;its not because Erlina supports me is why i respect the conversation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i just like how the way she give baby advice....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ok moving on.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;then as we chat at night, i tend to ask her this question,"why does yana hates me so much b?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;and this is wat she replied....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"She don't like how you treat me ,&lt;br /&gt;you didnt respect me ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you dont seem to appreciate what've been given ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and immature..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i respect what yana said to her.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;to me, i've been shot by a bazooka with those saying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;only certain people understands what i meant my "i've been shot by a bazooka"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;BUT, i got a way to answer all that.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i cried typing this to baby....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i cried reading it to maan rosewood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;till maan don't know what to say back....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;all he left to say is," bagos la tu Siraj... kau dah sedar kesalahan kau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;sekarang hanya keputusan Mon aje.... aku harap kau betul-betul sedar kesalahan kau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;dan berubah......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ok this is what i replied her........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"thats what i'm tryin to do right now b...change myself.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lots of people and i mean LOTS of people had been fucking me up side down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the way i treat you.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now, i'm trying to change myself for the better.... the reason being is that i love you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and also.. i don't want people to hate me over the reason.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if you realise right now, i'm giving you space... in other words.. i'm respecting you.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if i don't appreciate what had been given,i would have thrown and spoil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the zippo lighter you've given me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and yeah.. i realise i'm being immature all the way in out relationship... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;being violent and all.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but now, i promise myself and maan and all my members... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm goin to respect u the way you are... a girl.. a princess of mine.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm changing b.. i'm trying my best to change.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;no more the guy who used to hurt you physically....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm doing all this for our well being... i want to have a much stable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;relationship with you now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the reason being is that i love you very much... and i don't want you to suffer being with me.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i want you to be happy... like i said... from now on... i will treat you like a princess.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i will not hurt you in any physical way or anything else.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i love you my princess, aticcalemon......."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i really mean what i said to her.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm goin to prove to her, maan, my members and all of you who is reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my blog that i'm goin to change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i don't want her to suffer being with me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i really love her.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the reason i love her is why i want to change for the better....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okok.... that's all happen yesterday........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;as for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;shits happen too..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BUT, i don't want to highlight it here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;cause, i don't want to be the firestarter in anyway.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;just finished talking to b for awhile just now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;we put down the phone as i don't know why.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but one thing, i'm damn shocked to get to know what maan told b recently....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BUT i respect his saying and yeah, prove to him that i can changed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;he said,"aku kesian tengok macam mane Siraj layan kau semua dulu..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;blablabla.... i forgot what else he said honestly... thats the only thing i can remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and thinking off right now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i will be thinking of what people said and never going to stop thinking until this issue is done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;school's starting tomorrow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i'm so not prepared.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;suppose to go for jamming session tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;but our lead guitarist , Kasman Putra, is sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;due to a fever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;(take care bro... get well soon...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;so jamming is cancelled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;but then, meeting b after school....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;she maybe accompanying me to buy my NEW pair of drumstick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;if she can't accompany me then i just go alone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;just can't wait to get a grip of my new drumstick man....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love lemon.. i love lemon.. i love lemon.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~=SirajKasturi=~&lt;/strong&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/6422464640579351689-9203409076317870231?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R91H4SUhA4I/AAAAAAAAADE/TM8AoHMnvyM/s72-c/DSC08735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-624497674213285319</id><published>2008-03-15T02:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:18:02.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R9rTOCUhA2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/s-0gox_HKpc/s1600-h/DSC08062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R9rTOCUhA2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/s-0gox_HKpc/s200/DSC08062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177682959710356322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i'm missing her like fuck....&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what is her feelings towards me....&lt;br /&gt;i'm myself is feeling confused....&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i'm going to do after she made her decision....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;shes missing her someone....&lt;br /&gt;i've met her someone before and even talked to him face to face...&lt;br /&gt;i felt awkward talking to him....&lt;br /&gt;in front of me, that someone and herself act as if nothings happening...&lt;br /&gt;behind me.. only god knows....&lt;br /&gt;i can't accuse of any reason cause i don't want to be the fire starter...&lt;br /&gt;i love her so as that someone....&lt;br /&gt;she have been posting about someone here and there...&lt;br /&gt;she had been stating in her blog about someone had been giving her advises..&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to compare myself with that someone...&lt;br /&gt;i know that someone is much better then me... but i don't wanna talk about it to her....&lt;br /&gt;i don't want her to be hurt because of me....&lt;br /&gt;i don't want because of me i broke up with her...&lt;br /&gt;i have been controlling my language when talking to her...&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i'm using my brain.....&lt;br /&gt;i told her that whatever she wanna know that is in myheart and on my mind will be posted here..&lt;br /&gt;i want to keep myself shut for the time being...&lt;br /&gt;no more mr naggy...&lt;br /&gt;the reason i love her is why i'm doing all this....&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to hurt her in any way...&lt;br /&gt;i've hurt her umple number of times from physical to mental...&lt;br /&gt;i love her very much.....&lt;br /&gt;and i don't wish to lose her....&lt;br /&gt;if she chooses to be with someone, then go ahead...&lt;br /&gt;it will be much better for her cause she get what she wants....&lt;br /&gt;and they will be much happier......&lt;br /&gt;i don't want her to be with me for the sake of making me happy and with force...&lt;br /&gt;i want her to choose n be with me with all her heart and not because she feel pity towards me..&lt;br /&gt;how i wish all this things will not happen....&lt;br /&gt;although i hurt her, deep inside me, i love her with all my heart....&lt;br /&gt;tears starts rolling down my cheeks....&lt;br /&gt;not tears of joy but tears of sorrow....&lt;br /&gt;now, only time is upon us... time for her to choose which one is right for her....&lt;br /&gt;i'm giving her all the time she needs in the world....&lt;br /&gt;i know behind me they have been contacting each other or even meeting each other...&lt;br /&gt;of course i feel hurt....&lt;br /&gt;but like i said... i shall just kept my silence till everythings over...&lt;br /&gt;rosewood have been telling me to stay strong... prove to her i love her and win her heart back...&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the support bro... i really appriciate it...&lt;br /&gt;you have been really sacrificing alot for us bro...&lt;br /&gt;thanks is all i can say... i don't know how to repay you man...&lt;br /&gt;i love her very much man... i just love her very much.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;next month,&lt;br /&gt;maybe my band, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ignified Sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;, will be performing..&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whether or not we are ready...&lt;br /&gt;i myself am not ready so....&lt;br /&gt;anwar have trigger out some unhappiness towards me...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whats it all about....&lt;br /&gt;he told me to find out myself....&lt;br /&gt;but yet, i don't know.....&lt;br /&gt;to any of you who i had offend...&lt;br /&gt;i really apologise...&lt;br /&gt;i hav a problem of my own which i have to solve...&lt;br /&gt;i hope you guys understand my situation....&lt;br /&gt;lots of you have tried your best to help me...&lt;br /&gt;i really thank you guys from the bottom of my heart....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;rosewood had wrote a poem for me and b...&lt;br /&gt;the ones in blue is for me while the ones in pink if for her....&lt;br /&gt;i don't know about her but i had figure out his message...&lt;br /&gt;you guys try to solve it as it is quite meaning full.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kau mengenangkan masa silam&lt;br /&gt;Membawa kebahgian dalam percintaan&lt;br /&gt;Bukan untuk kita&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi untuk dirimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susah hendakku kata putus&lt;br /&gt;Kerana dihati masa ada cinta&lt;br /&gt;Janganlah cinta kita pupus&lt;br /&gt;Kerana masalah yang lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku merayu kepadamu&lt;br /&gt;Janganlah kau pergi dariku&lt;br /&gt;Hatiku masih mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;Berilah harapan kepadaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun susah hendak ku percaya&lt;br /&gt;Namun hatiku masih cinta juga&lt;br /&gt;Suka duka akan kita tempuhi bersama&lt;br /&gt;Hanya untuk cinta kita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Saat kita berpisah&lt;br /&gt;Kau pegang erat tanganku&lt;br /&gt;Sepertinya tak merelekan kepergianku&lt;br /&gt;Tuk meninggalkanmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perpisahan kita disaksikan bulan&lt;br /&gt;Dibawa cahaya yang menyedihkan&lt;br /&gt;Menerimah hakikat dan dugaan&lt;br /&gt;Sampaikan timbulnya perpisahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan aku tidak cinta padamu&lt;br /&gt;Bukan aku tidak percaya dengamu&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi hati tidak lagi menunggu&lt;br /&gt;Melawankan cemburumu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinta bukan hanya dimata&lt;br /&gt;Cinta hadir di dalam jiwa&lt;br /&gt;Kau buta melihatnya&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya semua tegendala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beribu kali kata sayang&lt;br /&gt;Berjuta kali bermuka muram&lt;br /&gt;Berkata cinta entah kemana&lt;br /&gt;Hanya memberi kasih yang duka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku berikan kata yang benar&lt;br /&gt;Kau hanya mengatakan salah&lt;br /&gt;Apakah lagi hendak ku edar&lt;br /&gt;Sehinggakan airmata tertumpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-624497674213285319?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/624497674213285319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=624497674213285319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/624497674213285319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/624497674213285319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='..............'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R9rTOCUhA2I/AAAAAAAAAC0/s-0gox_HKpc/s72-c/DSC08062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-7897287709015223581</id><published>2008-03-14T17:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:18:02.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still confused.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;heyho bitches and sluts....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;if you have been checking out, i've been using full english and not shortcut..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;got to perfect my english man... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;my results already sucks... so got to work on it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;let start off with today... didn't do much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;had breakfast with mum and then proceed to the market then to aunt's house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;was shocked to see that my aunt's mum-in-law to be tight on to the wheelchair...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i was like in my heart,"ouh my god!" was really shocked man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;then after, went home and sleep....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i was not feeling well this few days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;mum said lack of sleep and i agree with her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;thon and slept late thinking bout me and her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;cried at night... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;all those bad memories.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;have not been having great times with her for this few days....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we had been quarelling and all that.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thanks to the fire starter; ME...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;had been crying too this few days... cried before jamming session that Tuesday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cried at the chalet....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cried at home before sleep.... even, cried today and NOW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i don't know wats goin to me..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i am really fucked up.... i'm waiting calmly for her decision....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i don't want to trigger my anger at unecessary things....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i love her very much.... only god knows how much i love her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this is the third time i fell in loved with someone deeply... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;first would be Amalina(mel)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;second goes to Hidayah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;third.. and lastly... my baby Lemon i'm having currently.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now shes confuse... don't know which to choose....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me or him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i relying on my patience on awating her decesion....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if she chose me, i'm gladly to look after her with all my heart....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if she chose him, all the best i s all i can say... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;as long as shes happy, i'm happy......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i've been saying that too many times... and without fail, i cried.... like now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i have no other to say..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;its all up to her right now..... i hope she will made a choice she would never regret.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;till here shall i blog... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;mayb blog again later at night... i just cat take the pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;take care bitches.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i've sent her this message just now and it sure makes me cry typing it..&lt;br /&gt;whatever i type is from the bottom of my heart to her....&lt;br /&gt;she post it on her blog.. so i'm posting it on mine too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;... all i can say to you now is think about it wisely.. don't make da wrong decision that will make you regret..if you have to leave me, leave me then.... if you want to be with me, stick to me b... i am all prepared for the worst to come.... i just want you to be as happy as you can... and not because of me, you will be down... i want you to love me with all your heart and soul.....and not just partly.... i want you to be all mine... and not sharing it with someone else.... i am giving all the time you need b... i am willing to change myself for the better... for myself and even for you.... i don't want to impress other girls besides you b... your the only one i have left and i'm trying all the best i can to defend it from other people grab.... i love you b.. i love you......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177531403199382338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R9pJYSUhA0I/AAAAAAAAACk/iur_lYzQWKM/s200/DSC08091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~=SirajKasturi=~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-7897287709015223581?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/7897287709015223581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=7897287709015223581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7897287709015223581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7897287709015223581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2008/03/still-confused.html' title='still confused.....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R9pJYSUhA0I/AAAAAAAAACk/iur_lYzQWKM/s72-c/DSC08091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-8460182742258040961</id><published>2008-03-13T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:18:03.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confused......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;heyhey bitches.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;its a long long long time eversince i update my blog....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;time to renew the whole shits....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;updatin the layouts soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;okok... i don't know where to start basiccaly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok let me start by saying.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i have a new girl in life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;her name is Nur Atika bte Leman(Lemon)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i love her very-very much... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i know she love me but not that fully...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;she have probs to face with her friends and ex...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i tried my part to help but, she refuse to tell me shits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;she want me to change which would take time....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i don't even know what does she wants from me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;but still, i'm trying my best to get her point and change myself for the better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;she love me, but at the same time, she like her &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EX&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;her ex still love her.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;thats the point which makes me trigger my anger when they start contacting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;bottom line is, i love my lemon... im willing to sacrifice anythin for her sake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;now, i fear of losing her.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;she don't like me to control her life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;but the question is, why must &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;her friend and EX&lt;/span&gt; control her life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;what the fuck is this???!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;but still never mind... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i shall just keep my silence till everything ends....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;lets change the topic shall we.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;i'm dead tired after thonning at rosewood's family banglow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;thon with lemon, acap, imran n rosewood himself....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;for the start we talked bout bands and more bands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;then as time moved to a later time, the topic change to a much grusome topic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;acap almost cried after seeing a "rocker" in the bunglow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;but it turned out to me rosewood cousin.... that bikini girl!!we had great time there.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;my first time thonning beb.... so yeah, really enjoy the time.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;hit the road at about 8 n reached home at 9 sharp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;was really swaying here and there....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;can't sleep my parents had to meet my form teacher of my results.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;then head to centery square to have our lunch, and head home straight after....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;straight to the bed for me and here i am just woke up.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;honestly, i'm feeling down right now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i don't know why must all this shits happen.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;why isit so hard for her to listen to me and much easier to listen to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;her friend n EX&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;who the hell am i???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but still, like i said to her, i'm getting use to her new behaviour....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'm still keeping my chill..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;don't want to execute my anger at no point....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i really really thank and respect my bro Maan Rosewood for chilling me and her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;he really really sacrifice his time for helping us to solve our problem....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i guess there's nothing else for me to blog.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;maybe later or tomorrow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ya'll shitheads take good care of yourself and your love ones aight.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;take care......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heavy must stick together, OR others must die!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177239031890641714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R9k_eCUhAzI/AAAAAAAAACc/VCoKf6RqoVY/s200/DSC08843.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ouh baby....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if you're reading this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i want you to know that i love you very much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i don't wish to lose you in any way to come.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i want you to be mine and only mine....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i hope you realise how great the impact is of you on my life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you have brought me up when i'm down.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i don't know whats going to happen to me when you're not around baby....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i love you very much baby.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hope you feel the same towards me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;don't care what people say baby... we just lead life our way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;don't listen to what people say bout us.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;they are just ruining our life.... and want us to be off.... not making us much happy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i hope you listen to your heart and not listening to what people say and what they want from you.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;think bout it baby... your just being their dog.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;just talk and share your problems with me k.... i shall try my best to help you.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;furthermore, i'm your guy hunny.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;take care baby..... i love you very much......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;mwahh mwahhh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~=Siraj Kasturi=~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-8460182742258040961?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/8460182742258040961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=8460182742258040961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8460182742258040961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8460182742258040961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2008/03/confused.html' title='confused......'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/R9k_eCUhAzI/AAAAAAAAACc/VCoKf6RqoVY/s72-c/DSC08843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-6826180882044837379</id><published>2007-10-10T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:18:03.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.........................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Rwuo3yROmDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ew3cr6GsvHk/s1600-h/DSC00418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Rwuo3yROmDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ew3cr6GsvHk/s200/DSC00418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119371077777004594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;nice rite my new drumstick???&lt;br /&gt;wakakakakaka.........&lt;br /&gt;baddy show off......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;time to bloggy bloggy.....&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeee..............................&lt;br /&gt;i bought a new drumstick..... happy la seh...&lt;br /&gt;its my first ever drumstick which i crave for like whenever....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;okok.... hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;wat to rite ehk....&lt;br /&gt;ouhya... newsflash!!&lt;br /&gt;dayah had a NEW GUY wtout IBU noein....&lt;br /&gt;entala ehk .... jus gonna let ibu find out herself...&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to be da cos of everythin again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ok drop da subj.....&lt;br /&gt;jus nw went jamming....&lt;br /&gt;was fun sak bt yet borin... it was a last min plan... supposely&lt;br /&gt;goin bsok bt den hafiz mantus book it today...&lt;br /&gt;so, tknk busted member, turon la.....&lt;br /&gt;anwar, kasman me n another of man fren came dwn like 1 n 1/2 hr late sak...&lt;br /&gt;wakakakakak.............&lt;br /&gt;n aisyah couldn make... ckp je nk turon bt in the end nk g tgk bola....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2moro goin jamming n chillin at cityhall again....&lt;br /&gt;bt bsok i tink less people coming dwn...&lt;br /&gt;bt aisyah is coming dwn i think....&lt;br /&gt;gd thing la so can pinch her chubby chicks or wateva on her face...&lt;br /&gt;wakakakakakakakakakakaka..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;kla mls uh nk type panjang2....&lt;br /&gt;till here je uh.... i wan to rest fer bsok jamming session....&lt;br /&gt;phuhh............&lt;br /&gt;gerek la seh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;taking care ya'll....&lt;br /&gt;Live To bReaK ruLEs!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;p/s: im still waitin fer da decision to be made.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Rwuo3yROmDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ew3cr6GsvHk/s72-c/DSC00418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-5616469070821192199</id><published>2007-10-07T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:18:03.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee........................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/RwflKiROmCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/pgHfkwQ3hkY/s1600-h/DSC00964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/RwflKiROmCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/pgHfkwQ3hkY/s200/DSC00964.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118311470690375714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cute kn muke aku!! wakakakakakakakak...........&lt;br /&gt;diydee hates is sakk..... sedih....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okok time to blog.....&lt;br /&gt;my exams r over!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;n i so darn fuckin happy la seh........&lt;br /&gt;wuuhoooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;deres nothin much to talk bout la dis past few days...&lt;br /&gt;nxt week time to enjoy la seh...&lt;br /&gt;goin out wit all monothesm guys n some chicks which hav been invited by them..&lt;br /&gt;n ive invite my own chick....&lt;br /&gt;her name is diyana....&lt;br /&gt;im like chattin wit her rite nw.... happy la seh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ok uh...&lt;br /&gt;aku mls nk tulis panjang2....&lt;br /&gt;n fer some of ur people opinion...&lt;br /&gt;deres this thing which i wrote of bein single is bein publish 3 mths back...&lt;br /&gt;so stop fuckin botherin me bout dat is whether bout me wan to&lt;br /&gt;hav a grl or nt....&lt;br /&gt;okok..... no offence...!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;taking care ya'll.....&lt;br /&gt;okok....&lt;br /&gt;LiVE tO brEAk RuLeS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;p/s: i tink im back in love wit her......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-5616469070821192199?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/5616469070821192199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=5616469070821192199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/5616469070821192199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/5616469070821192199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/10/weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee........................'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/RwflKiROmCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/pgHfkwQ3hkY/s72-c/DSC00964.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-5308712272965356286</id><published>2007-10-01T05:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T06:02:48.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeekkkkkk........................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ok im tired......&lt;br /&gt;hav nt slept da whole nite n nw got to go schl to sit fer exam...&lt;br /&gt;shit man......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hav nt study a fuckin bit sak....&lt;br /&gt;geog wat.... nothin la....&lt;br /&gt;i jus fear my math which i will be sitting later today....&lt;br /&gt;y cant da moe make da paper straight as in aft my geog??&lt;br /&gt;y must it be at 2pm in da aftnn whic is da time fer me to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;shit man....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;kla... jus post lil bit onli...&lt;br /&gt;skr nk selak2 buku skit....&lt;br /&gt;wakakaakakakakakakaka........&lt;br /&gt;taking care...&lt;br /&gt;LiVE to BreaK ruLeS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s:i've been betrayed....&lt;br /&gt;p/s:im so so so so confuse........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-5308712272965356286?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/5308712272965356286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-2986136037388254239</id><published>2007-09-30T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T01:52:18.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE FINEST&lt;br /&gt;GIRL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;boy and girl talkin.. on the&lt;br /&gt;phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Girl&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know everyone does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...everyone of my friends that are&lt;br /&gt;girls tell me that everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Oh...but am I only your friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;No...you're my girlfriend...why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;So when I say I love you I really do&lt;br /&gt;mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know you do mean it...its just&lt;br /&gt;that you dont need to tell me that you&lt;br /&gt;love me anymore cuz I know you love me&lt;br /&gt;since the day we been together and i&lt;br /&gt;love you more each and everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;So wanna go somewhere tonight for our&lt;br /&gt;7th anniversary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;I dont know...maybe movie then dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Ill pick you up after I get off and get&lt;br /&gt;ready ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Ok. What time do you get off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;In 2 hours and then I gotta go home and&lt;br /&gt;yeah get ready which takes about 15-20&lt;br /&gt;mintues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Girl:&lt;br /&gt;hey...I thought you didnt have work&lt;br /&gt;today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;One of my co-workers called in sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Oh okay! So ill see you around 7:30&lt;br /&gt;then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! and babe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;I love you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Ok my manager is like looking at me so&lt;br /&gt;yeah.... i gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy drives to his girlfriends house&lt;br /&gt;and walks up to the door and rings&lt;br /&gt;bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Hey! (gives a kiss to her boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Wassup...you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Um...wait...let me get my bag and we&lt;br /&gt;can&lt;br /&gt;go ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both watched a movie and ate&lt;br /&gt;dinner...once they were done eating&lt;br /&gt;they&lt;br /&gt;head back to the car but before she got&lt;br /&gt;into the car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Wait! Can I blind fold you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Why??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Its a suprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;What kind of suprise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;A big one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Okay but only if you promise me that&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;will hold my hand while we're driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Ok blind fold me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they drove off...........and then&lt;br /&gt;they stoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Ok we're here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Wait let me walk you to the place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;What place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere! (and gives a kiss to her on&lt;br /&gt;the lips)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Baby!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy walks her to the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Ok...let me take the blind fold off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Where are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He takes it off her and she opens her&lt;br /&gt;eyes and sees the view of the city and&lt;br /&gt;at that same spot...that's where he&lt;br /&gt;first asked her to be his&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Omg...(tears come down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Why are you crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;This is where you first asked me out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing the rest of your&lt;br /&gt;life? (he asked on his knees and after&lt;br /&gt;he says that...behind him...in the air&lt;br /&gt;it says "Will you marry me?" in&lt;br /&gt;fireworks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;(tears come down faster)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt at work when you called me...I&lt;br /&gt;was planning this whole thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Get up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;(kisses him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Is that a yes or a no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Girl:&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't repost this you will have&lt;br /&gt;the loneliest life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do repost this, you will have a&lt;br /&gt;relationship that will last as long as&lt;br /&gt;you want it to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your a girl repost this as "CUTEST&lt;br /&gt;BOY EVER!!"&lt;br /&gt;if you're a guy post this as"THE FINEST&lt;br /&gt;GIRL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;isnt dis a fucking great story or wat???&lt;br /&gt;got it frm frenster's bulletin board....&lt;br /&gt;was bored la so dats y post dis blog....&lt;br /&gt;okok... taking care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;p/s: im confuse........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-2986136037388254239?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/2986136037388254239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=2986136037388254239' 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type='text'>weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok best.....&lt;br /&gt;salams to all............&lt;br /&gt;n yea yea my comp internet can be use oready..!!&lt;br /&gt;stupid old linksys routers....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i kind of jus woke up.....&lt;br /&gt;phuhh slept da whole day again man...&lt;br /&gt;darn fun la seh..... wakakakakakaka....&lt;br /&gt;okok.... ltr aft buke, nt goin fer terawih cos gt tuition wit my kakak sdare...&lt;br /&gt;she's coming over to teach me at around 8.30 p.m....&lt;br /&gt;ouh gosh.. cant believe n'lvl is jus on monday n ive nt study a bit..&lt;br /&gt;wat da fish!!!{tkle maki cos nga puase.... hehehe...}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ma parents went out n neva bring be along...&lt;br /&gt;rabak sak... aru nk ketok some gd shits!!!&lt;br /&gt;i want my cravings bad!!!!&lt;br /&gt;im so goin to find a job n buy all da things dat i crave for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okok aku mls nk type panjang2....&lt;br /&gt;till here onli..... taking care all....&lt;br /&gt;slamat berbuke...&lt;br /&gt;wakakakakkakakakakaka........&lt;br /&gt;Live To BreAk RulEs!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: diydee makes me go gaga!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-4678721639249425758?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-2942803250043645221</id><published>2007-09-28T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T00:01:14.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...................</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;harloo harlooo.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;im goin to post another lame post here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;okok.... nothin much happen today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;didn attend schl again n jus slept da whole day today frm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;8+ in da mornin till 6+ in da aftrnoon..gerek la seh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;wakakakakakaakakakakakaaka..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i noe la i pemls....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;okok......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;as u can see... i hav a new skin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;da skin i chose is my theme which is rock....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;for me... choosing a new skin equals to having a new page in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;n also my blog.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;im nt gonna blog bout my past much but jus da present....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;okok nt bein emo now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;wakakakakakakakakaakakakakakakakakakaka..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;n'lvl is like da first day nxt week n i hav n study a bit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fuck rite???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i noe..... wakakakakakakaakakaka..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bt so wat.... life has to go on wit something new n interesting as days goes by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;siraj da crazy dude or sira da slenge dude..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dat sounds great rite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;as u can see on my profile on da column beside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;saying "leading a single life"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;its true ok!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i am single....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;siape tk cayer tande nyer nk mampos.. pendek umor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;wakakakakakakakakaakakakakakaka.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;im tryin to aim fer a new better life wit a new better person.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;cool right?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ffff;"&gt;okok siraj is crapping....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ok la i guess till here onli la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;mls uh nk blog panjang2....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;gonna blog again tomorrow i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;okok.... u guys take care....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hav fun in life......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;live to break rules!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p.s/: i tink im in love.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&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/6422464640579351689-2942803250043645221?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/2942803250043645221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-7992704110643397820</id><published>2007-09-27T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T17:27:32.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;harloo harloo......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;its been a long time since i blog.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;as u all see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;i hav a new skin!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;jus created sak...... it took me sometime to do it.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;gt some help frm sis....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;okok..... da theme for my blog is rock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;so ya.... even da songs r rock... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;slow rock dat is.... ade lgu jiwang jgk uh bt cmon.... its fer fun la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;okok.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i tink till here uh.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;jus a lil bit onli...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;i shall blog again ltr.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-7992704110643397820?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/7992704110643397820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=7992704110643397820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7992704110643397820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7992704110643397820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/09/harloo-harloo.html' title=''/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-8575071731741969918</id><published>2007-09-27T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T01:51:56.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>specially</title><content type='html'>Dear baby boy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've started by posting MY creation, to save u the trouble... muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v303/gwanyte/propertyOfHaqifays1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;kAkAk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-8575071731741969918?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-2183472846873063442</id><published>2007-06-28T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T02:16:53.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;harloo harloo harloo......&lt;br /&gt;im so damn tired..... &lt;br /&gt;had my cross country jus now at bdok reservoir park n youth day carnival in school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;today was damn fun in schl...&lt;br /&gt;durin cross country was damn bored of course but i mix aroun wit 4H guys&lt;br /&gt;bcos most of my classmates r in schl havin their inter-house events....&lt;br /&gt;den wen back to schl n hav da inter-house performance sume...&lt;br /&gt;we r all separated sitting in our houses... n of course my house hav kecoh2 people...&lt;br /&gt;we r da noisies group dere... shoutin n laughin out loud....&lt;br /&gt;people all laugh listenin to our jokes n crappy behaviour which made me enjoy really much...&lt;br /&gt;we finish schl aroun 3 jus now... okla...&lt;br /&gt;i went hm straight aft schl jus to sleep... damn tired....&lt;br /&gt;but i really enjoy today's event very much uh..... it was da most funnes event....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okok..... guess wat, filzah wan a break...&lt;br /&gt;i cant say much uh... all i can say is up to her...&lt;br /&gt;everything goes fer me.... of course i dun wan to let her go la but if she choose it dat way den&lt;br /&gt;i cant say much....&lt;br /&gt;even if i break up wit her, im goin to stay single...&lt;br /&gt;i noe most of u guys tink i cant make it but trust me, im goin to prove u guys wrong....&lt;br /&gt;all im goin to do is wait fer dayah no matter how long it takes....&lt;br /&gt;im seriously goin to stay single n all i want to be my grl is dayah... dats all....&lt;br /&gt;i laid my eyes alot on her jus now.... i duno whether she realise it or nt bt so wat.. atleast i can see her is enough....&lt;br /&gt;cant say whether does she laid eyes on me or nt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okok nvm.... goin jamming tomorrow which is today (thursday) with&lt;br /&gt;my bro D.B n anwar... learnin how to play da drum....&lt;br /&gt;anwar want to train fer his gig dis saturday n wan to play with my bro to catch up da tune..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i guess im goin to rest now... schoolin today....&lt;br /&gt;wahhhhhh..............&lt;br /&gt;okok....&lt;br /&gt;nitey nite....&lt;br /&gt;taking care n take care of ur rship......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-2183472846873063442?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/2183472846873063442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=2183472846873063442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/2183472846873063442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/2183472846873063442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/06/weeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='weeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~~'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-1737978146180831988</id><published>2007-06-26T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T02:19:30.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so bored!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;salamz salamz to all.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nw im at anwar usop place....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;jus go here to chill cos so bored uh at hm like fuck....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okok... today n ystrdae ok uh... bole dikate kn ni aru alik dari schl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tdi kt skool ade cheerleadin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;n congrats to hidayah for leadin her firebalze to victory...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;happy n proud fer her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bt too bad im nt hers to hug n kiss for winning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;da stress of tinking of her is still dere... really cant get rid of it.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wonder enuff y...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bt i jus cant get da ans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she hates me to da core...... haiyo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i guess nw she belong to da design group &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PrObLeM ChILd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;its a design group of her brother -in-law....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;she hav been goin out with them when i probit her last time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but nw, im everythin go... i dun care much of wat she wan to do cos who m i to control her life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i wan to join da group bt I DUN HAV A LICENSE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wakakakakaka.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;otey otey.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i guess till here first.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mayb i'll blog again ltr at night if im nt tired uh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kk... taking care n take of ur relationship wit anyone.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/6422464640579351689-1737978146180831988?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/1737978146180831988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-3522050787341909084</id><published>2007-06-25T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T00:42:23.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>song liric...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Data &amp; Ira Khairani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kembalikan Kasih Pulangkan Rindu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Setelah aku menyedari&lt;br /&gt;Engkau ditinggalkan kekasih&lt;br /&gt;Teringin rasanya di hati&lt;br /&gt;Menjalin kasih yang lama terpinggir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 1 )&lt;br /&gt;Terharu rasa hati ini&lt;br /&gt;Kelu menahan airmata&lt;br /&gt;Bila kau suarakan hasrat&lt;br /&gt;Untuk kembali ke sisiku lagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahaga di dalam gerimis&lt;br /&gt;Berpeluh dalam kedinginan&lt;br /&gt;Seumpama diriku&lt;br /&gt;Pasti terasa malu&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun merindu ( 2X )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 2 )&lt;br /&gt;Kembalikan kasih pulangkanlah rindu&lt;br /&gt;Jalinkan semula ikatan yang lalu&lt;br /&gt;Usah dihiraukan apapun cacian&lt;br /&gt;Juga penghinaan yang akan dilemparkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerana kasih kita kasih&lt;br /&gt;Yang sejati yang lahir&lt;br /&gt;Dari hati yang tulus suci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 3 )&lt;br /&gt;Tertulis sudah suratannya&lt;br /&gt;Menemukan kita&lt;br /&gt;Di hujung perpisahan&lt;br /&gt;Dan awal pertemuan&lt;br /&gt;Semoga berkekalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terhapus sudah noktah perpisahan&lt;br /&gt;Tercatitnya garis pertemuan&lt;br /&gt;(ulangi lagi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ulang 3 )&lt;br /&gt;( ulang 2 &amp;amp; 3 )&lt;br /&gt;( ulang 1 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-3522050787341909084?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/3522050787341909084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=3522050787341909084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3522050787341909084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3522050787341909084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/06/song-liric.html' title='song liric...'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-715785053915006788</id><published>2007-06-24T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T00:38:55.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick n tired n also stressing out....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;salamz salamz too all readers....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haiz.... as usual.. im stressin out....&lt;br /&gt;im so stuck of hidayah....&lt;br /&gt;filzah act as if she dun even cared bt i noe deep in her she's sad...&lt;br /&gt;i love her... but i love dayah more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i noe to certain people, im stupid....&lt;br /&gt;i hav a such a better grl like filzah, y wud i still wan to chase aft dayah....&lt;br /&gt;deres so many reasons...&lt;br /&gt;but i only share it with people whom i trust n close to....&lt;br /&gt;i cant post it here as its too personal....&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is, i still love n care for dayah.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i went to her place da other day to pay a visit to ibu as she had jus done with her operation..&lt;br /&gt;wen i enter her room, dayah was dere sleepin...&lt;br /&gt;ibu told me to wake her up which i did...&lt;br /&gt;all she ever said aft she woke up is, "asl dier dtg... menyebok jek...."&lt;br /&gt;i was upset but i  didn say much as i was dere to visit ibu n nt her....&lt;br /&gt;all da way, she was nt in da mood n didn even talk to me.....&lt;br /&gt;i cant do anythin.... aft she went out to study, i talk to ibu for a while...&lt;br /&gt;ibu told me dat dayah was mad at me n she wud be mad wen she sees my face...&lt;br /&gt;like duh im upset but i didn say much la...&lt;br /&gt;all i said to ibu is dat, its all up to dayah... i cant force her to like me...&lt;br /&gt;i hav to earn her trust n liking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;im goin to post a song liric which i was told to be a song dat dayah like...&lt;br /&gt;its a mly song uh... n da song is da first on my player bside here.....&lt;br /&gt;u can hear it while readin da lirics....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i guess till here onli my post will be....&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep... bsok skola!!! argh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;okok.. nitey nitey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-715785053915006788?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/715785053915006788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=715785053915006788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/715785053915006788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/715785053915006788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/06/sick-n-tired-n-also-stressing-out.html' title='sick n tired n also stressing out....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-746918682363279409</id><published>2007-06-21T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T15:06:34.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>each day past......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;day by day is pass.....&lt;br /&gt;my stress is still accompanyin me along da way....&lt;br /&gt;im seriously stuck....&lt;br /&gt;y must dis always happen to me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i ask dayah y cant dere be peace between us....&lt;br /&gt;n da ans is," i dunno.. i just hate u..."&lt;br /&gt;i noe ive done alot of mistakes towards her but y must she continue to aviod me....&lt;br /&gt;i want to make up for it but y am i nt given da chance.....&lt;br /&gt;i noe la she has totally given up hope with me.... but y.....&lt;br /&gt;the fact is, ya, ive been repeatin dis alot of times at dis blog...&lt;br /&gt;i love her..... i love her more den i love filzah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i jus wish i can turn back time n prove to her dat im still worth of her guy...&lt;br /&gt;bt too bad, dere isnt anymore chances....&lt;br /&gt;i hope she reads this n realise everythin....&lt;br /&gt;but da reaction she wud give is only,"wateva, bobal konek"&lt;br /&gt;y cant she stop n tink for a while of da words n da past between me n her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;like wat ibu said to me,"both of u want to show ur ego towards each other"&lt;br /&gt;i noe its true but i dun show much ego twards her nowadays....&lt;br /&gt;weneva she try to contact me in anyway nomatter on msn or da phone,&lt;br /&gt;i treat her extra kind n nt blastin of my temper or ego weneva she tried to make me...&lt;br /&gt;i try to control myself as hard as i can jus so she realise it but no i dun tink so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i tink jus till here....&lt;br /&gt;i shall to blog again ltr.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-746918682363279409?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/746918682363279409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=746918682363279409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/746918682363279409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/746918682363279409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/06/each-day-past.html' title='each day past......'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-8421246354832034380</id><published>2007-06-21T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T14:42:15.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>y must dis happen again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;harloo harloo harloo......&lt;br /&gt;okok...&lt;br /&gt;i guess filzah is mad at me or upset aft readin my previous post...&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry... dis is where i can let it out n let people read....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;to tell da truth.... yea.. my love for hidayah is still here....&lt;br /&gt;it has nt shed a bit although im with filzah....&lt;br /&gt;my brain is goin haywire....&lt;br /&gt;im so confused which to choose....&lt;br /&gt;dayah kept on tellin me to go to filzah n juz forget bout her...&lt;br /&gt;for filzah, i guess its da opposite of dayah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ouh wat must i do...&lt;br /&gt;im really confused...&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog again ltr.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-8421246354832034380?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/8421246354832034380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=8421246354832034380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8421246354832034380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8421246354832034380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/06/y-must-dis-happen-again.html' title='y must dis happen again....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-3139213201918453086</id><published>2007-06-20T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T01:52:47.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;harloo harloo harloo.......&lt;br /&gt;its a long time ever since i update my blog...&lt;br /&gt;life is cool... ive met a new person in life...&lt;br /&gt;her name is filzah amanina....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.... im so stress n confuse in life rite now AGAIN....&lt;br /&gt;all da bitter sweet memories of me n hidayah came back n haunt me...&lt;br /&gt;y must dis happen??&lt;br /&gt;although i hav another person, my feelins for her still neva shed....&lt;br /&gt;jus y.... ive been wonderin all while....&lt;br /&gt;fuck sak.... my habit of smokin is becomin really bad rite nw....&lt;br /&gt;im such a heavy smoker now compare to da past....&lt;br /&gt;i can finish a pack within a day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;omg... wats happenin to me...&lt;br /&gt;bt da fact is, ive change alot uh... no more mr ego or kerek anymore...&lt;br /&gt;im becomin a nicer person nw... helpin people out wit their prob....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i guess i continue ltr uh... nt in da mood rite nw....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-3139213201918453086?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/3139213201918453086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=3139213201918453086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3139213201918453086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3139213201918453086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/06/long-time.html' title='long time....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-5597375912660441137</id><published>2007-05-22T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T02:37:20.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant sleep....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey hey... gd mornin....&lt;br /&gt;well... i cant sleep rite nw.. im suppose to feel tired aft nt sleepin da whole nite ystrdae aft talkin to ibu but den im jus nt sleepy....&lt;br /&gt;i talk to ibu ystrday mornin frm 2.30 till 5.30...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;chatted alot with her bout life, me n dayah, n some of her fav songs which i play on my comp&lt;br /&gt;while talkin to her... it was fun talkin to her.. laugh alot... stress alot... n enjoy alot....&lt;br /&gt;i get to talk to dayah ystrdae mornin too bfore i talk to her mum... yea i hurt her verbally again..&lt;br /&gt;but i jus couldn control as she is da one who started it... so i was like pissed off... at da same time,&lt;br /&gt;a girl fren of mine called me on my cell... i talk to dayah on my hm pone n talk to da girl on my cell..&lt;br /&gt;i try to like iritate dayah which she was really pissed but sayin to my girl friend like "hey darlin.. watcha doin... n im talkin to my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLODDY EX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; on da other pone..." &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yea.. with da word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLODDY EX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; was mention, dayah was really dang pissed off...&lt;br /&gt;she was like sort of mad n irritatin at da same time jus like hw i use to noe her... n i was like jus&lt;br /&gt;keepin quite n listen to her iritatin comments all... n ya.. of course i fight back with iritatin words... so aft dat she dun wan to talk to me... sayin dat i iritated her la tu la ni la... so i told her to pass da pone to her mum which i really enjoy talkin to alot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ibu was dissapointed of da arguement i had wit dayah... she tot by lettin us talk wud make&lt;br /&gt;things better between me n her.. but den, it turn out to be da oposite.... she was a lil mad of&lt;br /&gt;course... so terpakse pujok2 dier.... wen we r goin to put dwn da pone, i told her to pass a msg to dayah.. sayin dat im really sorry of my words... n tell her dat i love her.... which she did...&lt;br /&gt;den later in da aftnoon, i met her at hm n she told me everythin of hidayah aft she pass my msg to her... she was mad at me wen i mention da word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOODY EX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; to my girl friend... n she say dat if i love her, i dare to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOODY EX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; to people which refers to her...&lt;br /&gt;yea i feel guilty of course... i jus dunno wat to do... she didn talk to me wen i went to her place jus nw.... so i jus act slumber jek....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;nvm la... CHANGE TOPIC....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;school was ok... was really drowzy though aft nt sleepin... bt jus try to put myself tgher n try nt to fall asleep... today i suppose to follow my sec 3 cadets for their classification shoot&lt;br /&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Home Team Acadamy&lt;/u&gt;(HTA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;, but den gd dis carrier fair  talk which is compulsory to go, so i cant follow them... haiz... i jus wan to spend time with dem... bocs dis fri will be da last parade for my NCO batch... aft june holiday, da sec 3 will take over... ouh god time fly so fast.... bt nvm... im still goin to brief them lil bit bfore they go for their shoot....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess till here only... im dang drowzy rite nw... goin to da bathroom do business den off to bed for me.... nitey nites guys n gals.... stay cool... cherish ur love ones bfore they r gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-5597375912660441137?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/5597375912660441137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=5597375912660441137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/5597375912660441137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/5597375912660441137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/05/cant-sleep.html' title='cant sleep....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-4641568797033783337</id><published>2007-05-17T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T12:31:13.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;hey hey.... along time since i blog... lots of things hav been happenin lately...&lt;br /&gt;some i may enjoy n some i feel frustrated bout....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;okok... firstly.. life has been goin on quite well.. but da prob is, i just cant erase da memories&lt;br /&gt;dat i hav with her n about her... y must it keep botherin me??&lt;br /&gt;although she already hav &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IRWAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, i jus cant forget bout her... jus y is dis so....&lt;br /&gt;she kept on sayin,"y can u forget bout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; dat easily n y cant u do it towards me??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; is a completely diff story la... i can forget bout her bcos i hav U by my side dear... dats y&lt;br /&gt;its easy i can forget bout her... cant u recall y i broke up with her about... its all bout our story&lt;br /&gt;of buildin a new life.. dats y i can forget bout her dat easily n cant forget bout u....&lt;br /&gt;im happy dat shes happy but at da same time, i feel sad too cos i lose her...&lt;br /&gt;ive been on dates, but i jus cant fall for them cos my heart is still with u dear.... pls try to undrstan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;change da topic!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;y r dere so many hate taggers in my blog... guys or gals, if u tink dat im childish or watsoeva, thanks... bcos i am childish... i dun act mature in da eyes of others... deres no big deal if im childish.... everybody hav their own part of childishness not only myself... so tink bfore u say anythin... if u tink dat all my story here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, deres still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; LOTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; of blog out dere dat u&lt;br /&gt;can view n hate tag.... just as easy as dat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;life's goin on well wit da chillerz... really enjoy myself with them cos they r my only pillar of hope.... if u guys r wonderin who is da chillerz, they r my chat clan...&lt;br /&gt;gt to noe them frm radio chat room n i tag with them since den onwards... jus wen will da nxt outin be held... really cant wait... mummy's giving birth soon... so all da chillerz  r to come dwn if nt u noe wat da consequences wud be.... as for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;DAYAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, i dunno whether is she still in our family or nt... i introduce them to her... they felt sad after noein da story between me n her&lt;br /&gt;recently... da chillerz mish her lots includin me... jus hope she return back to us....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;people hav been tellin me to move on.. start a new life... its jus so hard... my heart is still with her.... haiz... nw im confused.. shud i wait for her no matter hw long it takes or shud i jus proceed... people hav been tellin me to jus move on as its better dat way... ya i noe.. but its jus too hard... nobody suits her place... deres one more promise dat i keep to her which im goin to fulfill it... i dunno if she noes wat is it or nt... bt i guess she noes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i guess till here only uh... mayb i blog ltr.... taking cares guys n gals....&lt;br /&gt;take care of ur relationship....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-4641568797033783337?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/4641568797033783337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=4641568797033783337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/4641568797033783337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/4641568797033783337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-time.html' title='long time....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-9052078560275960010</id><published>2007-05-04T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T17:57:17.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who da FUCK sak!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;eh pukimak!! otak sort sak.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pukimak ane or hate-tagger ane ni brani nk uat cerite ni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;for ur info, da REAL princess is now infront of baddy wen im bloggin....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so who da fuck is da one who  brani sgt nk bobal konek psl dier ni!! klau kau brani uat, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;brani tanggong uh.. nk tag pki name kau sndri uh.. tkya nk pki name (fake) princess....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;klau kau tk suke bacer blog aku psl ade byk sgt aku tulis psl dier, ade byk lgik blog yg kau bole view n hate tag dere motherfucker!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;even though she hate me, she dun hav da heart nk kene smpi ckp gini kt tag!! atleast she hav da limit of taggin even though she hate me.... fuck off la motherfucker!!! jgn nk pki name org lain.. BE ORIGINAL!!!  fuck off u motherfucker hate tagger!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-9052078560275960010?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/9052078560275960010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=9052078560275960010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/9052078560275960010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/9052078560275960010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/05/who-da-fuck-sak.html' title='who da FUCK sak!!'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-9185607761987748694</id><published>2007-05-01T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T22:50:40.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a liric....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here is a liric dat i wrote bout hidayah... hope u guys undrstan... i haven got da tune yet... as soon as i get it, i shall sing it... teehee~ enjoy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Sepi mencengkam..menghantui jiwaku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila ku kerinduan..pada dirimu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayu wajahmu..seringkali diingatan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menemaniku..dalam kegelapan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diri tersiksa..menahan sebak di dada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mengenang kau tiada..membuat ku gundah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belaian jiwa..yang hanyut tanpa kata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menangisi..membasahi cinta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pre-chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akan ku...merempuhi segala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIntangan...yang melanda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biarpun...akhirnya ku tersiksa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asalkan ku dapat bersamamu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hidayah...kekasihku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengarkan lah..rayuanku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembali lah..ke pangkuanku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti dahulu kala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hidayah...kekasihku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambut lah cintaku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kau sorang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang selama ini ku cintai..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-9185607761987748694?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-6077733662542691650</id><published>2007-05-01T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T22:46:57.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i jus dunno wat to say....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fuck fuck fuck.........&lt;br /&gt;haiz... wat m i suppose to say... people have been tellin to move on as wats is told on my tag..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno jus wat to do.. majority may say,"jus move on n forget bout her la... u hurt her too much&lt;br /&gt;n da more u pester her, da more she will hate u.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i realise dat i hurt her.. bt must she take things for granted?? i noe most grl do...&lt;br /&gt;jus y isit hard for girls to jus forgive n forget.. ya i noe guys dis, guys dat is da reason for them to be like dis.. im jus so curious.. y must girl nowadays take things for granted... like i said in previous post,"they slash their hands n put da blame on da guys who hurt them". is dat wat they do to let out their stress n anger?? i jus wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;da fact dat i cant move on n forget bout her is dat i jus love her too much... ive done lots of things with her n bein joyful with her... i noe she hate me for hurtin her upteen time... but i jus cant forget bout her... shes da joy of my life... ibu has hopes... her most highest hope is us.. she want us to be peaceful n loving twards each other.. she jus wan us to be tgher.. but den, we broke her hopes... she feel sad bout everythin... she suffer a great lost.. ibu told dis to me... i dunno whether hidayah noe or nt bout ibu hopes n her feelins bout dis... yea ibu told me to move on too.. she say,"wat has gt in my daughter dat u cant forget bout &lt;br /&gt;her??" well ibu, deres r things dat u can noe n u cant noe bout us even too u guys out dere... also, i wonder y do u guys love to interupt in peoples life?? im nt saying dat its wrong uh but den, cmon la guys... its peoples life... u cant tell them to do things dat they refuse to do rite... bfore u ask people to do dat, u tink for urself... do u like people to tell u wat to do in ur life?? jus tink ok guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;nw ibu is sick... shes admitted in tan tock seng hospital...im goin to visit her on thurs (if she's still in) wit my chillerz mate which consists of me, aliah, d.b, dzul n kimi... hidayah is part of da family too.... i introduce her to them n make her part of our family &lt;br /&gt;which they really love especially aliah.. god i miss all u chillerz man!! jus wish our pit durin da june or sept holidays is a success...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n oso.. I JUS HATE FUCKING MY FAMILY!!! wateva i do is all a sin to them... like my sis, i ask her to help me to masage my back, &lt;br /&gt;but wat did she say,"ur nt my father so y must i listen to u".. my mum is always naggin at me no matter wat i do... n my dad... wateva i do is wrong to him... i do dis i do dat is all wrong...  fuck la!!!! argh.....  wat da fuck is wrong with them... if they love me, y cant they jus allow me to be free... y cant i hav a free life like u guys... juz y mus my life be filled with misery... jus y....&lt;br /&gt;so far, only hidayah noe everythin bout my life n family... bt nw.. i lose her... i gt no one to talk to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jus y mus my life be so fuck up!! jus y!! i want a happy life... i wan a peace family.. i want a lovable grl which is hidayah... dats all i wan n i ask for... nothing else... till here.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-6077733662542691650?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/6077733662542691650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=6077733662542691650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/6077733662542691650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/6077733662542691650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-jus-dunno-wat-to-say.html' title='i jus dunno wat to say....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-4788894031147266816</id><published>2007-04-27T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T17:27:45.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat hav i done......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;harloo.... haiz.... im so fuck up...&lt;br /&gt;dis time im really so fuck up no denyin it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i noe i hav done somthin relly bad twards her... its hard for to forgiv me dis time...&lt;br /&gt;i really regret doin it... only certain people dat i trust noe wat hav i done..&lt;br /&gt;hiaz... i really hope she forgiv me... i really love her seh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ouh baby if ur readin dis, pls forgiv me.. i really regret doin all dat to u... plz....&lt;br /&gt;i noe its all my fault who make u cry n all dat.. jus plz forgiv me baby...&lt;br /&gt;i really love u seh... i noe, to u, if i love u, y must i do all dat rite... i seriously didn noe wat had&lt;br /&gt;gt  into me... i cant control myself...  u sndri nmpk pe... klau i bole control, nmpk&lt;br /&gt;sgt i da stop.. but i really cant control.... pls forgiv me uh u.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;now i noe u hav been having things wit aidil... i jus wish reen noe&lt;br /&gt;bout all dis... haiz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i cant continue... take care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-4788894031147266816?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/4788894031147266816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=4788894031147266816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/4788894031147266816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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heavy... haiyooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;skr tgh siap2 nk g bdok int jap... need to buy yogurt... daddy ask me to buy those to eat so i hav a better health... fuck... hahaha... im crazy... but on second thought, im sad too.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; dunno y but hidayah always hav her reason to aviod me.. i dunno y... i hav been wonderin ever since we broke up till now, wat was my mistake till it lead to dis misery... it all happen like all of a sudden.. tau2 je dier tkde mood wit me den lpas tu mntk break... until now, she hav nt hav da mood to talk to me... isnt it like crap like &lt;br /&gt;dat... in case u guys been wonderin, yea it hurt me BAD!! i was loving her den dis happen... y must dis always happen... y wen i start to get serious bout dat person, dat person leave me... ape sala aku!!! ibu told me, mayb shes hurt after i told her dat i ask mel a ques bout patchin up... tkkn la smpi skr dier nk kene terbwk2 kn... i noe to me its jus a ques but to her its like an atomic bomb... but im jus askin baby... i told u dat bcos i noe dat i dun wan to hide anythin frm u... u guys shud noe wat i mean rite... in a rship, honesty is da best policy so y mus i hide it frm her.... now i dunno wats goin on... y must dis happen... haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i jus stop here... i post again ltr if i hav da mood.... take care....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-5529290483475384196?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-1346340892475634996</id><published>2007-04-24T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:18:04.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant sleep...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;h&lt;span&gt;arloo2... i cant sleep.. jus took my medication... i jus finish editin da second piece of my collage... it made me wan to cry jus by lookin at it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cmon la, i really love her sey... i really cant forget bout her... im suppose to receive her call by nw but den, shes asleep... so i carry on my daily routine by msgin her at nite... ibu felt pity for me but den i dunno wat to say.. she hav help me alot... in case u guys were wonderin who is ibu, she is hidayah's mum.. i noe its kind of weird for me to be in contact wit her, but shes da onli person i can rely on.. but den i gt my limits on wat to tell n wat not to tell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kla.. i need to smoke... den i shall try to sleep.... take care guys... take gd care of ya'll health n ur rship..... tag me bout da pic at da bottom k...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dis is da second piece of collage dat i jus made.. da theme is "Look Away"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Ri4soGiqu0I/AAAAAAAAABk/dBmNwtZ7d2g/s320/Look+Away.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057028499046054722" /&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/6422464640579351689-1346340892475634996?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/1346340892475634996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=1346340892475634996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/1346340892475634996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/1346340892475634996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/04/h-arloo2.html' title='cant sleep...'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Ri4soGiqu0I/AAAAAAAAABk/dBmNwtZ7d2g/s72-c/Look+Away.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-6087958305224933918</id><published>2007-04-24T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T19:08:51.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;harloo2... go evening... n u noe wat??? my head is killing me!!!&lt;br /&gt;argh!!! pening semcm sak... go doc jus nw n was told to hav tension headache...&lt;br /&gt;too much thinkin nyer psl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wat hav i been tinkin?? haiz... i guess i tink too much bout hidayah.. i wan to forget bout her but i simply cant... to be honest, seriously, i dreamt of her everynite... no matter if its bout my family or wat so eva.. her face wud appear... n da way she treat me is jus fine.... jus like da old her... i really miss da old her.... she was completely diff now... she was so calm, loving n sincere in da past.. but now, she's rowdy, rebelious n rough.... my hidayah, where r u....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;i help people to settle in their rship.. like shereen n aidil... aidil hav been msgin n stuffs wit hidayah dat shereen didn noe... i felt sorry for her till i told her everythin... she was damn hurt till she cried... &lt;br /&gt;to  dsturb in someone else rship but cmon... so, since im da fire starter in all dis, i end it by talkin settling da prob... everybody was hurt... hid n aidil deceide nt to contact wit each other at dat point of time.. nw i dunno.. bt i oready talk things out wit dil on da pone ystrdae n apologise to him... shereen was cool today.. but den i noe deep dwn in her, she was hurt.. i help to settle between da two grls... n i guess they r ok with everythin... but da thing i wonder, r they ok with me?? im da one who starts it all... guy, if ur readin dis, do forgive me... i had to do wat i had to do... i had somthin in mind to tell to hidayah on our one year but we jus did not make it.. so in replace, i told reen to tell aidil dis.. n i wish aidil wud feel da same way too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;d&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;is is wat i said, " promise to each other, now we r one yr wit each other... i wan us to be sincere wit each other frm now on... no hiding things frm each other n all.... if we both gt probs, we shall talk to each other n settle it properly.. if u wan to msg2 ngn ur fren especially grls, do tell me bfore org lain smpi kn kt i or i get to noe myself...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it hurt me writing this to reen cos this is wat i wan hidayah to noe.. but instead... no... haiz... to aidil.. shereen really wan u to noe dis.. take gd care of her aight... n happy advance one year annivesary to each other frm me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i guess i jus stop here cos my headache is coming up... i cant tink too much... haiz... well take care guys... take good care of ur health n ur rship.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-6087958305224933918?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/6087958305224933918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=6087958305224933918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/6087958305224933918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/6087958305224933918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/04/argh.html' title='argh!!!'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-4584883940939871434</id><published>2007-04-24T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T10:15:54.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sick!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mornin2... haiyoo... im sick seh... had fever jus nw, but skr enta temp da turon...&lt;br /&gt;skr cume batok2 jek... selseme pon da hilang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;goin poly ltr... terpakse kene mintk m.c klau tk tkle amek exam... nari i gt social studies exam.. tk blaja seh.. mlz n tk kuase... deres jus to many things goin n in my mind rite nw... its hard for me to think n study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i wonder, wats with grls n pen knife... y do they love to do stupid things n den put da blame on guys sayin tat its their mistake dat they do all dat... y must it always be da guys fault i wonder... haiz.... nvm.. wateva it is, i love her always...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kla.. i wan to bath uh... take care n take good care of ya'll health.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-4584883940939871434?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/4584883940939871434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=4584883940939871434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/4584883940939871434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/4584883940939871434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-sick.html' title='im sick!!!'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-8313609068614627792</id><published>2007-04-20T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T16:35:24.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lots of love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;harloo2.. im so bored n still hurt...&lt;br /&gt;deres jus no one to turn to.... i love her very much n always turn to her for everythin...&lt;br /&gt;y must dis always happen between us??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;todays fine.. but so bored uh... no mood to go out.. feelin tired...&lt;br /&gt;my psp is frm her.. i borrowed her cos i noe shes doin her art n need music... i tot shes stayin at school straight but den she went hm.. i dunno where she wen aft dat cos she wan to do her art.. she say she goin back to schl.. i dunno whether or not to blive.. i do care for her but my psp is with her.. i dun wan any other people to touch it except herself... i jus hope its in good condition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;even though we're off, y mus she still be secretive with me... she dun wan me to talk to her, bother her n all dat... haiz... hope my plans to go out with her will be a success 2moro.. i wan to make it as a final outin between us since she dun wan me to talk or even bother her again... jus hoppin dere will nt be any attitude between us.. i jus really love her.... argh!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okok... i wan to smoke.. dats da only thing dat can cool me dwn... aft dat i wan to sleep.. den hopefully to wake up on time cos need to go to cik mah house to fixed her comp... guy n gals, if ur comp ade sort2 ke pape ke, do inform me ok.. i shall try to help as much as i can.. im an i.t whizz.. dun be shy as im a sort off computer geek.. haha... okok... do take care guy `n' gals... take care of ur love one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-8313609068614627792?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/8313609068614627792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=8313609068614627792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8313609068614627792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8313609068614627792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/04/lots-of-love.html' title='lots of love....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-7709812126607257172</id><published>2007-04-19T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T02:18:04.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im so hurt.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;harloo2....&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. to be honest.. im in a no mood situation... rite now....&lt;br /&gt;im so fuck up... haiz... da grl dat i love dump me again... haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;y must dis always happen in mylife... what wrong did i do...&lt;br /&gt;i noe la midyear nk dkt but dat mus nt be da reason pe... i dunno if she is cheatin on me or wat but seriously... im feelin so depressed... jus y!!!! ouh god... plz forgive me for wat i hav sin but u cant take wat i really love away from me... i love her!! y mus da decision be so sudden... y must it always does... jus y!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ouh hidayah.. if ur readin dis... i really love u with all my heart... i noe i hav been a such a bad guy for hurtin u many times but this shud nt be da decision u hav to me.. i noe u need some space.. y cant u jus tell me... im willing to give it to u... y cant u tell me eye to eye dat u wan to break so i noe hw much im hurt n hw much ur hurt... plz forgive me... i shall keep my promise to u dat i will study hard n strive high for all my exams... but i jus neet u by my side... i cant leave wtout u... ibu even feel sorry for me but all da decision lies in ur hands... she cant help u with it...&lt;br /&gt;i got no one to rely on from nw on as ur gone... no one to talk to everynite, no one to share my probs.. jus no one... ur da only one whose dere for me... but y mus u leave me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i cant stop fuckin cryin writin dis blog... i sorry to u guys who read my blog for me bein so emo... dis is da only place i cant let all my feelins out... i guess till here... i cant continue... haiz....&lt;br /&gt;for those who r attach, all i can say is that take good care of ur relationship.. dun abuse it... well.. jus take care u guys....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*~=BoY_BaDdY=~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;here is a photo dat i create jus now wen im feelin bored n hurt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Rid2UGiquyI/AAAAAAAAABU/Z1Dy5jWpCHg/s320/memory+of+us...jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055139194472151842" /&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/6422464640579351689-7709812126607257172?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/7709812126607257172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=7709812126607257172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7709812126607257172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/7709812126607257172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/04/harloo2.html' title='im so hurt.....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uGbGK-a7cTk/Rid2UGiquyI/AAAAAAAAABU/Z1Dy5jWpCHg/s72-c/memory+of+us...jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-5652858711354272674</id><published>2007-04-04T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:57:26.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dunno wat to do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;haiz... im so fuck up sak... she choose to leave me... she dun wan me to msg&lt;br /&gt;or talk or easy to say, bother her again... what am i suppose to do... ouh god....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"di malam ini, ku merinduimu..&lt;br /&gt;ku tidak tahu mengapakah begini..&lt;br /&gt;ku pohon maaf atas kesalahanku.. didalam perhubungan kita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi malangnya nasib diriku..&lt;br /&gt;terluka berkali kali oleh insan yang ku sayangi di dalam diriku....&lt;br /&gt;mengapakah bergini perhubungan kita, maafkn aku jikalau ku bersalah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh  dayah, dikau yang ku cinta,&lt;br /&gt;ku tahu kau menyayangi diriku,&lt;br /&gt;di dalam perhubungan kita.. janganla kau tgl kn ku..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;dis is somthin dat  i wrote... got help frm huda skit...&lt;br /&gt;take care.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~=BoY_BaDdY=~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-5652858711354272674?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/5652858711354272674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-8731220910160512294</id><published>2007-04-02T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T16:33:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;harloo harloo korang2 sume... lame aku tk blog... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;my life is turnin upside down rite noe n its hurtin me... i dun wan it to affect my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;okok... i dunno wat goin on rite now... im losing da person i love again... i noe its all my fault but cant u juz giv me a final chance n i shall really make up for it.. cant u??&lt;br /&gt;i noe its hard but im rally making up for everythin all now... plz giv me a chance baby... plz...&lt;br /&gt;im fuckin cryin rite now aft listenin a song by her called "gallery"... it really reminds me of her very much... i really love her ok... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"baby, if ur gone, who am i to turn to?? i hav no one else bsides u.. who am i goin to love rather then u?? who can i fight wih all da time n bein joyful at da same time wtout u aroun with me by my side... plz forgive me baby for all i have sin... plz dun leave me again... i really beg u plz.... i raelly love u.. deres no one to love me n take care of me wen ur gone... im nt turnin to someone else bsides u... ur my one n only angel... plz do forgive me... im really sorry... plz accept me back as urs... plz baby plz.... lots of love, SIRAJ...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~=BoY_BaDdY=~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/04/not-again.html' title='not again....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-7482237885549592326</id><published>2007-03-28T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T23:35:45.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so tired.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;harloo harloo.... im so very tired seh... had a tough day at school... ade class sume... haiyoo... mcm nk pecah otak aku... now dun hav much time to blog sgt ah.. midyear exam comin very soon... have to study hard n pay attention in class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;okok.. about today.. i slept in class for math lesson... was paying attention for da first 15 mins n juz sleep for da nxt 45 mins... hahaha... da nxt thing i noe wen i woke up,"eh??? class da bis???"... hahahaha.... klaka seh... peeps in class laugh at me aft seein da reaction on my face wen i said dat... den aft dat is phy lesson.. slept only awhile wen shahida woke me up... den i juz stay up for da whole lesson ah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;be aft school ade phy class lgi... only about 1/4 of da class showed up includin myself... rabak seh... ade yg ckp nk blaja btol2 la tu la ni la.. tpi during class main2, tk attend extra lesson sume... mlz nk blaja la... haiz... for those who read dis, no offence eh... im juz statin da fact... i too join them with their crazyness wen i found da class is boring n all... okok... den aft da class, mase nk alik... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANWAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; call me up.. dier ajk pegi penin... so i brought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIDAYAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; along with me ah... lgi pon kite da lame tk klua ngn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANWAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;... we suppose to meet at 4.30 but den, janji melayu la kate kn, im late.. hahaha... i went out at 5 n took cab to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIDAYAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'s place becos i told anwar to meet at her place as im fetchin her too...&lt;br /&gt;so we reach penin aroun 6+... den aft penin, we went to raffle's city as we hav no place to go... so we window shop dere... tau2 kite nmpk a fashin show thingy dere.. it starts at 7 wen my watch point at 6.45... so kite jln2.. g kdai billabong n roxy sume... den i tend to buy dougnut tau but den da line is panjang gilerbabi sak!!!! terpakse jln... den its lik 7.05 like dat we went up to lvl 3 to get a better view of da fashion show... tau2 da show tk start... enta janji ape tah aku pon tk tau... it start at aroun 7.20 gtu...  so we watch it... cool seh... model2 dier sume cute2... abe tau2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANWAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; bobal ngn bdk laki australia ni... kekek sak... abe pastu anwar nk step bobal sleng... hahaha... abe drg bobal2 ah.. da boy n his mate came to singapore on a golf tour... so.. fhm2 je la org2 main golf ni sume... msti ade tour nyer.... so aft da show, which ends aroun 7.35 gtu, we went to bdok int to buy shushi... aft dat we went home... i suppose to go ngaji at 8.30 tau.. den kes anta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIDAYAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, smpi ruma dier at 8.45... so terpakse cancel niat tu... but den nvm... atleast i get to go out... den i reach hm aroun 9.15 gtu... okla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;da ah... pnat san jari2 aku ni type panjang2... i wan to sleep ah... ok... take care ah krg2 yg membace ni.. ok... bye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~=BoY_BaDdY=~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-7482237885549592326?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/7482237885549592326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-8923793592597099265</id><published>2007-03-24T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T17:54:07.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my fault again.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;its my mistake again for postin wat i want.... read da tag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;SHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; send me?? haiz... nvm.. i admit its all my mistake... tkya nk ckp pape... mmg sume sala aku.... shes da one who is always correct in everythin even it broke my heart... no comments... mmg sume aku je... aku inmatured la tu la ni la... mmg sume aku je... ape lgi??? haiz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i tot by sleepin can cool me n get my tension off frm all dis fight... but instead, its becoming much more worst... im da one who is at fault... i wonder juz y cant she giv in... atleast i give in... i show dat i care by msgin her n callin her sayin im sorry... but deres jus no respond.. da respond ive received is jus "i dunwan to talk okie"... is dat acceptable??? no sorry or love u?? haiz....&lt;br /&gt;nvm la.... its ok...  guess wat.. i received a msg frm her... n its my fault again... haiz... nvm la... i forgive her.... even though it hurts me alot... hiaz... baby, im really sorry ok... i noe its my mistake for postin all this, but its my blog.. plz undrstan.. dis is da onli place i can let all my stress out.. so.. tlg la jgn gini... i tau i asyik mara2 u je is becos i syg kn u... plz undrstan skit... haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;im truly sorry ok my dear princess... pls forgive me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;well i guess till here only right... im nt in da mood to write further...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~=BoY_BaDdY=~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/6422464640579351689-8923793592597099265?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/8923793592597099265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=8923793592597099265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8923793592597099265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/8923793592597099265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-fault-again.html' title='my fault again.....'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-2455602659830358077</id><published>2007-03-24T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T12:25:00.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck i care!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;haiyoyoyo.... juz came back from havin breakfast with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;... i dunnoe la... its like msti kene gado sa... its like wat da fuck rite... haiyo.... ape ape aku uat msti sala.. tu la, ni la... aku childish la...&lt;br /&gt;sume sala aku pe... klau aku tegur asyik sala aku, nnt dier plak yg majok... ape sala aku ni?? ape aku buat smpi msti kene gini.... haiz... ape ape aku uat, msti sala nyer... tk perna btol pade dier... but den, bile dier msg org lain blakang aku... tk tau nk blang sume pon sala aku... sebab aku check hp dier n scold her for msgin other guys... sala ke da guy teguh dier nyer grl for msgin other guys?? its like wat da fuck right... den wats da use of havin a guy anyway... n to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;opinion, friends always come first rather &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;own guy??!! snang2 ckp, matae dier sndri, dier treat like kwn.. haiz... da ah... cant go any further ah with dis post... till here ah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~=BoY_BaDdY=~&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-2455602659830358077?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/2455602659830358077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=2455602659830358077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/2455602659830358077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/2455602659830358077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/03/fuck-i-care.html' title='fuck i care!!!'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-959011066681572153</id><published>2007-03-24T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:55:18.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class photo!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;harloo harloo.... guess wat?? i was recently update of da recent class photo...&lt;br /&gt;nad post it on her blog{enta mane dier copyright dari pon aku tk tau} n told me if i wan to view it... so i did... muke aku kekek sak...&lt;br /&gt;my face look really diff compare to da previous years all.. hahahahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hidayah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;even told me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;that my face look diff from all da class photo i had.... she said that in this&lt;br /&gt;year's photo, my face look much more better... happy siot aku dier ckp gtu... tpi tk smpi kembang semangkok ah... ahahahaha.... u guys want a glimpse of it??? okok... ltr k...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okok... today was okla.... skip np for da first time ever since i was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NCO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; sak!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;happy sak.... tpi ade menyesal jgk ah sebab tk dpt marah2 orang... hahaha... nnt confrm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hidayah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;wan to meet someone dat i cant mention here!!! hahaha.... okla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i wan to wrap it here ah... damn tired ah... goin to have breakfast with her tomoro mornin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hope she keeps to her word n not do da same thing like wat she did da other day which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;makes me really pissed off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okok la... u guys wan to look at da pictures rite... ok go ahead.... bye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/boylina/FORMALFOTO-2.jpg" width="500" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;this is da formal photo of our class... my face look weird rite???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/boylina/fun1-1.jpg" width="500" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;this is da first informal pic of our class... cool huh with all da shades thingy.. my face look as if i want to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"WOK"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; orang like dat.. hahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/boylina/FUN2-1.jpg" width="500" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;this is da second informal pic of our class... from my opinion right, this pic is much more cooler than da first nyer... i dunno why but it juz seems cooler right?? hahaha... i look like sir stamfort raffles.. ahahahaha no offence arwahnyer... hehehehe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/03/class-photo.html' title='class photo!!!!!'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-3903676681089127253</id><published>2007-03-22T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:52:58.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sick!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;harloo harloo.... haiyoo... im sick ler... mish school for two days.. althought i enjoy it but den merane seh sebab tkle klua n den cannot enjoy nice nice food!! im havin fever n a bloddy foodpoisonin which made me went in n out of da bath room lots of time... haiyoyo... actually im suppose to sleep nw becos i juz took my medication... but den decide to blog first juz in case u guy wonder y i didn went to school or blog ysterday... IM BLODDY SICK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;okok... nad tag me if i want to view da recent class photo, drop by her blog n view it, so i view it dis mornin... i was really shock to see my face!! da formal photo, i look as if im a nerd while da first informal photo {there is two informal photo.. like duh!!}, i look as if i wan to WOK sumone.. haha... damn funny seh... nw im waitin to see my npcc group photo... bcos wen we were about to take da photo, i was really mad with da flat top cameraman... his crew mate told me to sit down.. den suddenly he told me to stand n grab my arm as if its a piece of sausage... aft i stand, his crew mate scold me y m i standin wen she ask me to sit dwn... i was damn bloddy pissed off seriously..  i purposely dun wan to create trouble as my juniors were dere to take group photo too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;at  5 am dis mornin,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hidayah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;msg me n told me dat she miss me... of course la i miss her too seh... didn get to meet her ysterdae n today...ysterdae i had a very high fever n cant go out as im as if in a diff world... today i cant meet her too... she hav a bloddy dance practise which i didn noe wat time till wat time... i hate her goin for all dis practises but den i like it wen she dance... pelik kn.. hahaha.... okok... i tink i had enough bloggin here... i wan to sleep ah... my head is startin to &lt;br /&gt;spin... da mabok semcm da... okok.... take care ah krg2 sume... eat wisely n try not to get food poisonin as it will ruin ur life n day... seriously... okok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~=BoY_BaDdY=~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/6422464640579351689-3903676681089127253?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/3903676681089127253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=3903676681089127253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3903676681089127253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3903676681089127253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-sick.html' title='im sick!!!'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-5975101243243649522</id><published>2007-03-20T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T11:36:19.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im in school la giler!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;harloo harloo..... guess wat people?? im in school!! haha... me n some of  my mates drop our subj which is d"n"t.. so we hav the opportunity to go anywhere we want to... so we choose to stay in da comp lab which is more cooler n can use da comp for like 1 1/2 hrs straight!!.. i noe is cool rite... okok.... i noe all of u guys kept on tellin me to update my blog.. so im updatin it now... supposely, me, mamat n haris was suppose to take our chem test which was like long overdue durin our free period which is now.. but den all of us were damn lazy n were much more interested on our own business with da comp .. so... yayaya.... huda was damn bloddy pissed of.. i told her to get us da chem paper, but den we were all lazy to do it... hahahahahaha... ksian kwn aku tu.... enta la eh... me do not hav any plans today... so borin... aft school i will like straight away head hm n rest... goin to fetch&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hidayah&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;at 4... my bloody ciggaretes is with her.. she is controlin me for smokin... but i cant really blame her ah... im da one who tole her to control me... hahaha... so stupid of me... im like tryin my best to quit but den i kept on wonderin da taste n da feelin of wen im smokin... tell me hw m i suppose to quit wen im havin those thoughts.. haiyoo.... so darn tired seh... nt enough sleep... i wish ltr hav assembly... atleast can rest... okla... till here onli... mlz ah nk tulis panjang2..!!! okok... will try to post again wen i get back if onli im nt lazy ah... okok.... take care!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~=BoY_BaDdY=~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-5975101243243649522?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/5975101243243649522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=5975101243243649522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/5975101243243649522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/5975101243243649522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-in-school-la-giler.html' title='im in school la giler!!'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-3832632512285712051</id><published>2007-03-18T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T22:40:36.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im tired..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;harloo harloo.... im fellin so bored n tired... tryin to finish up all my homework.. i noe its last minute btden need to enjoy my holidays too rite so undrstan undrstood skit ah... bt den da holidays dun feel like holiday.... ade np la, class la... haiyo... so tired... i hav nice nap juz now between 7 to 9 aft i bath and all aft cmonig back frm abg yan's wedding... da wedding was a success... well... ni je ah... mlz ah nk tulis panjang2... wan to finish up my work.... take care guys n gals...&lt;br /&gt;~=BoY_BaDdY=~&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/6422464640579351689-3832632512285712051?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/3832632512285712051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=3832632512285712051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3832632512285712051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/3832632512285712051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-tired.html' title='im tired..'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-4213046656053749201</id><published>2007-03-18T10:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T10:56:26.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;harloo harloo.... sorry for da late updates guys... im very busy with my sutff at achool n other family stuffs ah... lgi pon my comp ade skit sort ah... dulu monitor bole pki bt cpu cannot.. nw cpu bole pki n monitor cannot.. i hav to steal my dad's monitor in order to use my comp... so sorry aight... now im getting ready to go abg yan's wedding... i voluntered to be a kendarat.. harap2 la dpt upah eh... hehehe... okok la... i try to update again later wen i came back frm da wedding ok... take care....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=BoY_BaDdY=~&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/6422464640579351689-4213046656053749201?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/4213046656053749201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=4213046656053749201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/4213046656053749201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6422464640579351689/posts/default/4213046656053749201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry.html' title='sorry...'/><author><name>Siraj Kasturi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02007918657986202528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-8274533066928512559</id><published>2007-03-08T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T21:46:29.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first post on me own...</title><content type='html'>well well well... this is my first post on this blog... &lt;br /&gt;its still under construction ah... haven yet finish editin..&lt;br /&gt;well whoever enter, make sure u tag n link me up aight..&lt;br /&gt;well till here only... will publish another soon...&lt;br /&gt;~=BoY_BaDdY=~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-8274533066928512559?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422464640579351689.post-1869066678938011238</id><published>2007-03-07T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T00:04:01.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>layout done!!</title><content type='html'>ok. ive done your layout for u. now START blogging!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv,&lt;br /&gt;KAKAK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6422464640579351689-1869066678938011238?l=badboy-jaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://badboy-jaris.blogspot.com/feeds/1869066678938011238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6422464640579351689&amp;postID=1869066678938011238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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